The eyes are witnessing the passage of time, and in the careful sighting of the eyes, there must be many false things coming to the surface. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just a matter of time.

It's only a matter of time before it surfaces.

"Whew~~!"

In the slow passage of time, how can there be less wind.

The gloomy world, the sorrow of the sky, the sorrow of the earth.

The parents of heaven and earth are all sorrowful, so how can the people who live in it not complain, how many are leaning on the door into the void, and how many are sighing for a long time.

Over here.

The white hair is here, and he asks lightly, "Is your son okay?"

"Whew~~!"

The wind came in a hurry, it may be unbearable, its arrival is so clean, its body is only fresh, just like the clean sobriety after the rain.

"Hehe~~"

Hao's white hair said lightly: "My son is fine." ”

"Whew~~!"

The wind that came and went in a hurry, and the wind that came in a hurry and went in a hurry, seemed to be fleeing, and it swirled in front of the pale face, and it heard the whispers of his mouth.

How's your son?

The wind comes from a distant place, and the wind learns a lot from a distant place, and it sees with a light eye, whether the son is okay or not. ’

Whose family is the child?

Father is waiting for my son.

The wind came from afar, it was slowly silent, there were many things that could not be said, many things could not be mentioned, although the world would definitely know what was going on there, but the bad news could not be passed on by oneself.

Because I don't dare.

I don't know, is my son okay?

All I know is that the city that my son guards is well.

So fresh, so the wind is thick-faced, shameless, let the old man smile and sober, the days of joy are short, and it is not a bad thing to be late, although it will definitely come.

Please pretend not to know until necessary.

I laugh.

The old man laughed.

The old man smiled and said, 'The city is still there, and my son is well!'

The city is still there.

The city has always been there, the city is safe, this city has always been very good, thousands of troops and horses have passed since then, thousands of beasts and demons have passed since then, it has always been very safe.

"Whew~~!"

The wind passes through here.

Be quiet.

This quiet is not empty, at this moment, this peaceful, quiet city has people and demons, this has become the world of the two of them, looking at each other, really quiet.

"Whew~~. ”

Heaven and earth do not move, people do not move, only the wind is always moving, but even if it is an unrestrained wind, it is afraid of disturbing, and when it is about to wind around them, it is to avoid, very obediently avoid.

It's a quiet world.

It's a surprisingly quiet world.

It's a world of four eyes facing each other.

There are only the two of them, no one bothered this time, this time it is certain that no one will dare to disturb, even the wind is far away, people have long eyes, not everyone is as unsightly as Han Xian, and they have become demons and Buddhas.

On my city, Shi Mo.

Above and below the city, the face of the god is human.

Eye.

On the city, the chiseled eye, which is thorough, thorough, so quiet, so soft in the quiet, and there is no trace of strangeness in the softness.

Just watch.

It's like Shi Mo in the city is just watching.

Under the city, the scorching eyes, which are gorgeous, colorful and colorful, so enchanting in the colorful, full of complexity in the enchanting, different ten.

The colorful package is colorful, and the colorful package is enchanting.

It's also a look.

But the eyes of the human-faced god wanted to express too many feelings, he stared at this Shi Mo, gorgeous flowers bloomed, colorful flowers bloomed, enchanting flowers bloomed.

Complex eyes are full of flowers.

The eyes are like flowers, and they are more colorful than the peach blossom cane in the hands of the human-faced god.

"Whew~~. ”

Are you afraid of looking at you with such eyes?

The human-faced god stared at Shi Mo, looking at his quiet and peaceful eyes, just in the eye sockets, in the eyeballs, two people, two faces, two eyes, doing the same color.

Bracket is the pupil.

Leave white space to make flowers.

The pupils are still and not chaotic, leaving white space into gorgeous, doing a hundred flowers to compete for beauty, flowers to bloom, competing for the flowers to bloom, this flower bloom will spread, they work hard, they struggle to penetrate the pupils of Kuojing.

Squeeze.

All the flowers are steel bones.

Steel bone hidden razor.

A splash of color. A touch of edge.

Squeeze.

But.

These two pairs of eyes, no matter how the color of the blank space is changing beautifully, but the pupils are still quiet, and he is as solid as a copper wall.

Not an inch of land is lost.

Not an inch of land has been polluted.

The fighting method has begun, the eyes are the battlefield, the battlefield of the heart, the wind is afraid of death, so it has fled the battlefield, and the battle has become a stalemate.

"Hehe~~!"

Laugh.

The human face smiled, he laughed, the peach blossom stick in his hand, the sharp peach blossom bud suddenly opened, it was already like a peach blossom, when my flowers bloomed, a hundred flowers were killed, at the moment when the peach blossom stick in the hands of the human face god bloomed, the moment her face became peach-colored, in her eyes, it should be said that it was in two pairs of eyes.

Brackets are pupils unchanged.

But the flowers that were originally competing for beauty and squeezing with razors suddenly disappeared, and there was only one, and only one was left in the pupils of both eyes, and one was still Bao Lei.

It wants to be released.

And the pupils that are quiet are waiting for it to bloom in silence.

"Whew~~. ”

Coming for you.

"Whew~~!"

Nature blooms for you.

"Poof~~!"

There was a slight noise in the absolute silence of heaven and earth, and the sound only came from the pair of eyes that had been clasped together, and the pupils had been waiting for the flowers to bloom.

Bright colors.

Pink white.

Prettily.

Timidity.

But in its existence and eyes, it does give people an eternal look, and its bright and delicate drops seem to say: 'I am unparalleled in the world,' and the pink and white timid whispered: 'I will be eternal in the world.' ’

Deeply loved.

Peerless for the bracket quiet, the flowers bloom and wish to be eternal.

Love.

It's so stingy, the white of the flower is possession, the moment the flower blooms, the moment the pink and white wrap the pupils, just when the peerless eternity is written, the flower in the eyes is indeed suddenly contracted.

"Whew~~!"

Flowers emerge from buds.

But at this moment, the contraction is indeed a bud and a closed one.

The closure of the flower is to wrap the pupils, is it to love deeply, so it will choose to possess, is it to love to cut, all will choose a person to appreciate.

Love?

Deep?

It may be that the possessiveness is too strong, it may be that the peach blossom is not thinking about the people in the world to defile this bracket, it thinks of death, and its eyes are pink and white, causing a point of withering, and dyeing a point of burnt yellow.

"Hehe~~!"

The smiling face of the human face is still like a peach blossom.

Be quiet.

Bracket quiet.

Keeping quiet, what keeps quiet is that Shi Mo is indeed dyed in silence, his face is dyed, his eyes are withered, and his eyes are scorched.

Is this a win-loss score?

"Whew~~!"

In the wind blowing and danger, it seems that the victory or defeat has been decided, as if the victory and defeat are divided, the withering of the eyes has been written from the eyes to the body, Shi Mo's face is scorched yellow, and Shi Mo's shape is withered.

"Whew~~!"

Keeping quiet is the same as waiting for death.

The general of Shangwu City, he has lived until now, and naturally knows that it is the most important thing to live, and he naturally knows the importance of living.

Shadow to the sky.

The shadow in the pupil looks at the sky.

"Roar~~!"

The hiss, the sound from the eyes, started from the eyes, and at the moment of the sound in Shi Mo's eyes, the peach blossom face of the human face god turned white in an instant, and the crack began from its eyes, and the withered peach blossoms turned into cracks.

Magnify.

Enlarged to Shi Mo's eyes, he was directly full of holes, his eyes did not allow sand, and this alien flower was instantly extinguished, covering nothing, and there was a strange shadow in it.

Hideous is hideous.

It's a demon.

Fierce and magnificent, it is indeed like a god.

"Fox ~~, hehe!"

The human-faced god looked at Shi Mo's eyes and chuckled, his expression sank slightly, and he whispered in his mouth: "Human beings are human beings, they dare to think about anything, dare to do anything, they are so perceptive, they are so perceptive." ”

It praises.

It's praise, it's not just praise.

In the words of the human-faced god, the peach blossom cane in its hand was gently raised, and the flowers between the canes looked like fairies, and they wanted to be beautiful, just when they were almost about to become immortals in flowers, they suddenly stopped, and they stopped.

"Poof~~!"

The rod falls to the ground.

The human-faced god roared in his mouth: "Clever general, please advise me on this trick 'Thousand Miles of Grave Forest'," the voice fell, and on the land under Shangwu City, the Dao shadows surged, and the strips were like dragons.

"Poof~~"

Breaking the ground and seeing the grandeur.

It's the roots, the roots of the peach tree, they break through the ground like a dragon, and the moment they pass out of the ground, it's a peach tree, and the flowers are knotted.

In an instant, the peach blossom forest is around.

Graveyards?

The flowers between the leaves are as good as hell money to give.

"Poof~~. ”

The rhizome pierces the soil more than that, the flowers bloom non-stop, in the blink of an eye, the city is full of peach forests, not satisfied, the human face is not satisfied with this, the roots are surging, want to break the wall, He Nai wall is strong, there is nowhere to go down the roots, so attached, pasted on it, climb up, the target is that person, thousands of miles of grave forest just to bury that person.

Before the roots enter the body.

Flowers float in front of your eyes.

"Heh~~. ”

At the moment when the rhizome was about to be attached to his body, at the moment when the floating peach petals were about to fall, Shi Mo chuckled lightly in his mouth, and then whispered in his mouth: "Mr. Dacai, boy, I am really fortunate to see it today, my trick is called 'Frost, July', please advise." ”

Polite.

Shi Mo said politely, but there was no ambiguity in his hands, the starlight surged, the sword was cold, and the moment the long sword was drawn, the strange beast appeared.

The hideous face is shown on the Qiushui long sword.

"Hiss~~!"

Galloping.

"Roar~~!"

Beast Roar.

Just as the long sword in Shi Mo's hand was dancing, the fierce face of the divine beast behind him suddenly appeared, responding to the sword light, roaring in a low voice, the sword light was cold, and the beast roared and scorched.

"Whew~~!"

The scorching beast roared on the ground and took the rhizomes of the peach blossom forest on the ground, covering it instantly, and the shadow of the flame was indeed the flame of the old wood, scorched black, and turned into dust foam.

Terrestrial heat.

It's cold.

When the sword light moved, the winter was cold, and the peach blossoms that bloomed in the spring were dragged into the winter, withering in an instant, scorching in an instant, and turning into frost white in an instant.

Anti.

Thousands of miles of graves and forests go to the head of the city, frost and July go to the grave forest, and when you travel thousands of miles, you will be trapped and roar to the human face god, the roots of the earth are scorched, the trees are scorched black, and the grave forest is broken.

"Hmph~~. ”

The human-faced god snorted coldly.

"Roar~!"

The city snorted coldly, which indeed caused the city head to roar, and the general Shi Mo clenched his fist and threw a punch at the human-faced god.

"Whew~~!"

Galloping shadow, fists make a fierce appearance, everywhere in the roar, the withered peach forest was directly annihilated, and in the blink of an eye, it pounced in front of the eyes of the human-faced god.

That face was disdainful.

The face snorted coldly.

The fist arrived, and the cold snort of the human-faced god was also spit out, it looked at the fist, it just watched, is this a manifestation of powerlessness?

"Whew~. ”

This is revered as a god by the demon clan.

Just in the eyes of the human face god, in his gaze, Shi Mo's fierce fist that was about to impact on his face highlighted a touch of red, and the center of his eyebrows was dotted with a petal.

"Heh~~. ”

One by one, it became a pile of peach blossoms, laughing, the human face smiled, everything returned to calm, and Shangwu City seemed to have nothing happening.

It was quiet.

This quiet city wall covered up the trickling blood at Shi Mo's feet very well, and the god below couldn't see the wounds on the soles of Shi Mo's feet, it only saw the composure on his face.

"Heh~~. ”

The human face smiled, it laughed and turned around, it laughed and left slowly, after all, it said it would come soon.

City.

It's still that heroic city, and people from afar are still fine.