Seeing the golden light of the Maitreya Buddha gone, Mrs. Yuan Yuan said to Zhang Jiuke: "Jiuke, I have also returned to Heaven, you have to work hard to ascend to the immortal and serve the common people in the world, I am waiting for you in Heaven." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info reluctantly said goodbye to everyone and flew away.

Zhang Jiuke looked at his wife, his eyes were stunned for a while, but his face was more resolute.

……

Su Ruluo and Zhang Jiuke asked about the competition, it turned out to be another Three Realms Enchantment Invitational Tournament, this competition seems to be even grander than the last time, it can be said to be a special event. There are not only enchantment competitions, but also other exhibition competitions, which have long been spread in their immortal realm and immortal cultivation realm. And Zhang Jiuke is the key invite.

Su Ruluo's saliva was about to flow out, and he immediately asked for a few spectator seats, Zhang Jiuke said that he could watch the game as a reserve player, and the specific rules would be known only when he went, and everyone said that they must go to cheer for him, so they double-clicked the token and went home.

When I got home, I found that the fairy old man who didn't catch up opened the gate of heaven, so I turned on the computer and began to write a novel.

Logged in to the backstage, only to find that there were only 21 collections, but became 20, and the clicks just exceeded 400, and in the sea like the starting point, she finally tasted the taste of making a drop of water. But it doesn't matter, if someone looks at it, it means that it's not the worst.

If it comes, it will be safe. As long as one reader is reading it, I'm sure I'll finish it!

Su Ruluo's strength to admit defeat came up again.

It's no wonder that there are too many things in the past few days, and the stories written are like boiled water, and the descriptions are pitiful. Powder loss is normal, very normal! I turned the page from the previous website again, and found that my novel was squeezed to page N again, and it took a long time to find it myself, let alone the readers. It's only to blame that she came up with an unappealing title, and only one update a day.

After a few long breaths, she pressed down with her hands, and after a while, she entered the state, her big pure eyes flickered, and she began to write as she thought:

Meeting you and falling in love with you is my constant choice; As long as I can be by your side, I would rather turn the fire of true love into a cold soul-

Fingers fluttering lightly on the keyboard, crackling typing sounds are exceptionally clear in the empty room, and the serious and strong appearance is distressing.

"Lotus dream, lotus heart, lotus dream is intoxicating. The soul of the six flowers is the same in the next life, and there is no regret in life and death in the world......"

"There is no resentment in the depths of love, but what do you want from the vicissitudes of personnel. ……”

When she wrote about Maitreya Buddha, she first thought of the couplet: a big belly can tolerate, and the world can tolerate things; Laugh when you open your mouth, laugh at the ridiculous people in the world. “

After writing it, she thought carefully about the idea of the future novel, is it pretending to add more accents? Or write in more detail?

In the end, it was decided that it was enough to write the meaning of the story. After all, when I was in college, I majored in repair, and I had pen problems, so I slowly honed it. Time is limited, she wants to cultivate immortals! Cultivating immortals! She has a dream hidden in her heart, what if it comes true?!

The next time, she took a nap again, and then drew a picture, which was the most beautiful white lotus.

Because I didn't eat breakfast, I was a little hungry at noon, and I couldn't hold it anymore, so I wanted to make a pack of instant noodles to fool around, but I found that I was too busy these days and didn't have any snacks backed.

Freshen up a little and head to the nearest supermarket. By the way, observe the human heart, she hasn't studied it thoroughly, and she sent a letter twice, although it was in a dream, but she still felt a little tired.

That's when she noticed a question, where did her real dream go?

After asking the little spirit beast, she found out that her true dream had been sealed in her memory box by Heavenly Court.

What is a memory box? She shook her head, no matter what, anyway, after the internship, she would definitely be able to see it. Besides, her dreams are generally nothing to see except for escaping or exams, or they are pitch black and boundless.

While picking out items, he pretended to be unintentional and observed the hearts of the people around him, blue, purple, gray, orange......

The old woman next to her, with short gray hair, wore glasses, and her eyes were almost on the shelves looking at the names of the spices one by one.

Because of the proximity, the old man's heart is orange-red, and there is a small lock of blue and a small lock of pink next to it.

Rare colors, three.

The old man's skin was a little yellow from the side, but there were fewer wrinkles, and he was wearing an ordinary gray sweater jacket.

What would such an old man look like?

"What kind of spice are you looking for?" Su Ruluo asked in a low voice.

The old man turned his head to look at her, pushed his glasses, and said gently, "Oh, stewed pork ribs." ”

The eyes were shining through the thick lenses, and the old man was wearing a light daily makeup, but he looked very clean and neat when he wore ordinary clothes.

Kind, approachable, gentle and generous, low-key, and literary temperament, this is an old man who is still working hard, and he knows how to live very well, no, it should be said that he knows how to live. Su Ruluo was positioning in his heart, and at the same time took a bag of pork ribs seasoning in his hand and handed it over.

At this time, an old man not far away came over, didn't say anything, directly pulled the old woman's arm, leaned closer and said with a pleasant face: "I said, the bedding over there is a discount." ”

The old grandmother smiled politely at Su Ruluo and said, "Thank you!" He followed the old man.

Looking at the backs of the two, Su Ruluo suddenly thought of her grandparents and grandparents, and couldn't help but feel stunned.

Pretending to pick something, his eyes glancing at a woman who is holding soy sauce, 'Jeweled'! Earrings, rings, and necklaces are obviously not mentioned, and the clothes are also glittering, and when I look at my face again, I am white, with very thin eyeliner and red lipstick.

Is the temperament really non-literary and artistic, and the heart of a local tyrant? Brown.

Looking at other similar people, Su Ruluo pushed a small cart and walked around the supermarket, quietly observing all kinds of people's hearts, and found that the 'local tyrant's heart' was not all brown, but also orange or purple, and secretly noted it in his heart. It seems that this man's heart is not disgraceful.

After shopping, I stood on the street and observed for a while, although I was standing on the side of the road, someone still deliberately touched her: "You don't have long eyes when you walk?" ”

He touched me and even said I don't have eyes?! I went, he stole my phone!

Su Ruluo ran over all of a sudden, stood in front of the person with a 'whoosh', and pushed forward with one hand, so that the two didn't collide, and the person was startled, looking at her with a stunned expression.

Su Ruluo's eyes widened, and his right hand spread: "Return my mobile phone!" ”

The man was full of anger, dressed in a trendy suit, and his head was dyed like chicken feathers, he glanced at Su Ruluo, pretending not to know anything, his head looked to both sides, and put on a strange expression.

At this moment, a man in a black hood walked behind the man, took the mobile phone from the man's hand, and walked forward pretending to be nothing.

The phone was not in his hand, and the chicken feather man immediately became energetic: "What do you mean?" As he spoke, he stood on tiptoe and put on a rogue face.

Of course, Su Ruluo found out, and turned sideways to chase after him, but was stopped by the man's outstretched hand, crooked his mouth and said, "Don't go, wow-"

Seeing that the man was going farther and farther, and was about to squeeze into the crowd, Su Ruluo was in a hurry, and with a snap of his right hand, he lifted the man in front of him, this is because she didn't use force, if she used force, it is estimated that the man will fly out. Rao is like this, the man can't help but be startled, this girl is strong enough!

The man wiped his nose, his face was fierce, and he raised his leg and kicked it, but it was empty.

Su Ruluo's figure flickered, and in an instant she caught up with the man in front of her, grabbed the man's shoulder, and as soon as the man turned around, she punched down without hesitation.

only heard the man's 'whoosh', she didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, she used her hand hard, twisted the man's arm, took back the mobile phone, and kicked again: "There are hands and feet, what are you doing?!" ”

"That's my phone!"

"Yours? What is the boot password? Fingerprint recognition! Do you know that? How many contact names do you name? As he spoke, he kicked again.

"You don't want to live? Know who I am? ”

McDull covered his mouth and threatened.

"You dare to beat Lao Tzu!"

Su Ruluo thought to herself, what's wrong with beating you?

She really wanted to slap the man in the face a few more times, but after thinking about it, she got the phone back anyway, so she pushed the man away.

The hooded man didn't seem to believe that it was a woman in front of him, sitting on the side of the road, with a blank face—