...... It's terrible, this group of humanoid slaves is so terrifying, do you want to call this treasure alive?

Under the gaze of a group of vicious wolves, the big man made a while of tinkering, pulling and pulling, the so-called pulling and pulling, which was to use the little fierce beast as a tool to wipe "water".

...... The hand over the crotch of the pants is full of birds, the Milky Way water is flowing in the long sky, and the smell of the fishy smell only makes the little beast wonder if it is wrong for him to come to this world?

Or is it that hell is inherently on earth?

Thirteen, who woke up from his dream, looked at everything with bewildered eyes, everything familiar and unfamiliar, "Hallucination?" Thirteen muttered to himself.

In front of me is just a smooth stone wall, there is nothing special, the rough marks next to it are obviously man-made, and the solidified dust indicates that it has existed for a long time.

......

Thirteen wondered whether he was in a dream or in reality, and what was wrong?

It's time missed, or fate is misplaced.

Holding the stiff bow in his hand, he easily pulled the wind string, the bow was as full as the moon, and a black iron bow was pulled up by the young man, who was aimlessly looking for his target.

"Buzz!"

The sound waves sounded rapidly, the breath was long, the sound was like thunder, and the speed of everything in the world was heard.

Bang!

There is no imaginary spirit, no praise from others, and there are people who have long been unable to bear the sleepiness, throwing away the crutches in their hands and falling asleep.

However, this sound made Thirteen even more surprised, and knocked on the spiritual pity "

When the boy's heart is hairy, the surrounding scene changes again.

His eyes were bleeding, his heart was refreshed, and under the stimulation of blood, the people of the world stood up again, and here it was more fierce than the battle in the wilderness, and there was no escape from this invisible fierceness in his heart.

Thirteen felt like he was being accused of a desperate situation.

"Humph!"

The young man was very dissatisfied, he used to think that time was very long, but he didn't know that people's lives were too short, and many stories had not been written, and now they had come to an end.

The tears of sorrow have not yet been shed, it is already dawn, the world wants you to be strong, mother, you only have the road to be strong, and the benefits can bring them wealth.

The young man, an ordinary person, has no dissatisfaction with the life that is the same all day long, until the moment when fate comes, he is unable to protect his innate faith, and in the face of the price of the decision, do you have the courage to question.

The heart has sunk in memory and loss, looking at thousands of red dust, how can it be **devouring, the innocent child has been dyed with wind and frost, and the body is wandering in pain and suffering, only to be buried in the infernal future.

The young man has been proud of everything in his eyes, and he has been lonely for everything, when fantasy and reality collide, when peace and suffering are added, the unwilling obsession reawakens the continuation of dreams.

The dream is waking up, the heart is beating, and the never-ending fighting spirit is a pain that has never been let go.

Look at each other at a glance, start a cultivation journey, an encounter, change the path of destiny of a lifetime, an enlightenment, the sun of youth, should shine in the same light of the world.

The sky is silent, the snow, pure white and colorless, the wind, fluttering in no way, the heart, the flood drowning.

For the first time, I had this feeling of heartbeat, this feeling was like a burning flame, like a torrent surging, like a demon dancing in the future.

The first time I saw the boiling flames, soaring like the wings of the immortal birds in the book, the flames, the flames made the whole room bright, but I had to swallow this saliva.

As a last resort, I swear, time has passed so long, as if it had gone into eternity.

Eventually, a grunt shattered the silence of the room, but my heart was even more frantic because the god-like body and the raging beacon fire burned all the air.

"You!"

I said it timidly and cautiously, and I swore I had nothing else to think of, nor would I dare to be resentful.

The fear in the heart needs to be vented, the cruelty of reality needs to be escaped, and the final result is the sinking of dreams.

If possible, if there is eternity, if I can not wake up, I would like to part with this life at this time, and die in a dream.

Fear has not dissipated, evil has not yet been far away, justice is always late, dreams and shadows are always with us, horrors are still encounters.

The ghost in the dream occupies the position that should have been mine, the throne that symbolizes power, fame, wealth, and **, and I will never say goodbye to me, I am so affectionate and greedy for everything.

I wish the dream didn't end, I wish it was a dream, I thought.

The wind is still, the snow is silent, and the source of light and spark shines on the darkness like the lamp of the world, and leads the earth like the fire of history.

The coming of light symbolizes that faith in the world has not been lost.

When the stars are eternal in the sky, darkness will also cover the earth, and when distant dreams befall them, hope will always accompany the disillusionment and despair of the heart.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the armor floating in the air, and my body felt the cold justice, although as a man, I never bowed my head to the evil in my heart in the early morning, but in the face of the evil god, I always had to show that the enemy was weak to survive.

I was not ashamed to think that I was still a little man, and that I had found a place outside the law for my unintentional misdeeds.

The man who held the sword, the high seat of the Nine Heavenly Emperors, exuded an incomparable brilliance, golden yellow, I swear it was absolutely gold.

"No!" I roared inwardly.

"That's real gold, it's pure gold, it's definitely more real than real gold, it's purer than pure gold, it's smooth, it's visual, it's crystalline, I really want to go up and take a bite, even if it's worth licking this life." ”

"That plump fleshy ,......?"

Travelers from foreign countries are also dreaming incredible when they first enter the wilderness.

Time has passed, things are not people, the sun and the moon have set, and it is another day.

Chase the starlight and dream for a hundred nights

And that cloud

Singing a poignant story

The sorrow of wandering away from home

A few bright moons illuminate the journey

Lying in the middle of thousands of people with a hangover

Resigned to fate, what are you still sitting on

When will the bird and the finch be allowed?

One step away, the storm is chaotic

Which obsession with regret

Failed to enjoy the peach blossoms with the pride of the roar

An avalanche destroys this life and drowns in a raging storm

Drink the muttering ears

Look through the old memories of the Spring and Autumn Period

I don't know what to do

How can I be judged by the success or failure of this day?

It's like a sweet dream

White clouds are obsessed with the sky

I have never looked at a thousand mountains

Wait for the light and shadow to shine

Thousands of brilliant colors

Come and go, sleep a lifetime of smoke

Still waiting for your step

It's just not meant to be nothing

At night, there are stars hugging the strings

The corners of the world are like crazy circles

The heart aches and is cut off from the world

The shadow overlaps and refers to the next dialogue

Ignorant pets and flowers do not play withered leaves and silkworm butterflies

I had that one in my hand

The clouds are finally passing by, don't be nostalgic

The lights light up the sky

The dice on the delicate line are strung with red beans

The river does not flow lonely

Back against the hustle and bustle

The streets are cold and cold

Prosperous and scattered and quiet

Climb up to the window of the car platform

I've been looking forward to it for another year

Eventually, there is a turning back

The fat powder is fragrant and deeply meaningful

The green leaves are open and contain buds

At the beginning, the mystery quietly left

Thousands of miles of hazy beauty

Turn the moonlight on the shoulder

Guarding the feeling of never seeing through

Still reluctant to give up the world

I dreamed of that

Speaking of that paragraph

After waking up, there is nothing left in the world to fear

Wander through the confusion

It's that year again

Snow falls at the bridgehead

The boy couldn't wait for her then

Sigh away the tenderness of the palm

Laughing lightly, the world is wrong

Still looking for shadows and dreams there

Snow falls at the bridgehead

The boy couldn't wait for her then

Sigh away the tenderness of the palm

Laughing lightly, the world is wrong

Ling Yunxin, Li Changqing has the same face, the same style, and the prodigal son who is playing in the world, but they are different riddles and different people.