Men and men run above the scepter of consciousness. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sun One's eyes were almost extinguished, curious, and opened the gap to look at it.

The keyhole rotates at high speed, but the "loop" that was designed at the beginning cannot be found, and the lock of the outer structure is still tightly closed.

"Again, try, key, impossible, wrong."

He finally leaned down, sweat, gray hair, corners, and afterglow falling on the upper of his shoes.

"No, the active agent, young man, it is impossible, to go, too fast."

He also stopped, his fingers, knees, cervical vertebrae, reading glasses, all crunching.

The military ears behind him are also mixed, seemingly girl-like and weak, with long hair fluttering, with beautiful cheeks and cute frames, but scolding in the mouth, there is no look of a girl at all, but it gives people a sense of disobedience like "forcibly brought into the daily heroine of the bloody comics", and I can't wait to scold the author who rides the undark flower in my heart if he has submitted the wrong manuscript.

The reflection of the sun in the frame is unusually strong.

About a third of it, from the girl's own hot eyes.

I made so many mistakes today, I'm really angry, why did he give him Xiao Geguo, such a thing, don't you know how long it took me to change back into a female body, I'm also a person who wants to live a good life, can't you think about my feelings, oops, how can my inner activities be like this, is it not only physical, is it psychological! That one is bad, that one is terrible!

What do you see, haven't you seen a girl wrestling, I knew that I didn't listen to my advice, and pulled me onto the tram, it's just like a crazy man's strange behavior, now that creation is restricted, you call me a one in pajamas, what's the matter, I don't know what to call myself, what are you going to unlock with you, it's just more than a novel, the plot of a novel, okay!

She raised her head and rolled her gaze forward.

The sun is open!

"The position of the sub-committee, the power of the minority, the ability that even senior researchers would be jealous of."

The white cross spread his hands, and several red-colored magic-grade staffs were scattered under the air at a height of 10,000 meters, and the woman did not hesitate to consume her power.

The opposite cloud mountain is pitch black, and the [Hundred Faces] controls the space there, sitting on the cloud mountain, looking down on all things proudly.

"I don't want to lose at the hands of a boring person, you are now like me, equal rights, equality."

Inside the cloud mountain, the bird touched himself, and the body stood on the side with a hot ice, strange sensory world.

"You know the law of God, and those who can make a difference must know it by heart."

"Exactly, King."

"Allow you to use the active agent so that the game will be more interesting."

When the magic square rotated for the fifth time, the two finally stopped, started the above conversation, and the conversation that was a few kilometers away ended again.

Turn back time and turn the camera upside down.

It was five minutes before the second turn of the magic square, before the men reached the sun.

The white cross rotates the wrist 90 degrees to make a hook, and the other hand draws an arc, and the middle end of the will immediately reveals the space between the fingers.

took out a black reagent bottle from her waist, smashed the front end, and drank it bitterly, and the little dream-making gene was hot and made her tear ducts open and unable to speak.

Pinch the middle end of the will.

Instantly open your mouth and call for the word.

Black Cross saw the other disappear from view.

The middle end of the will, a mythical creation, above the magic level and the loop level, is really an artifact, and it is actually the sum of desires several times squared.

Black Cross saw that the other party was a hundred meters away, spitting blood from his mouth, trembling hands and feet, and splashing colorful [fluid].

Seeing the dense concentration of the circuits in the body, burning the throat, subconsciously hitting the [mimic heart] inside the chest cavity to prevent the density from forming [injury].

Only then was the air allowed to flow, with a loud noise, smoothing the ground at the tip of the staff, showing a rift.

Unsatisfied, suspended in the air [mid-range of will] folded hands and pulled out [mid-range of desire] pitch-black photography, air condensation, and abnormal breathing.

Spit out three words, several bottles of active agent scattered in his hand, and the empty shadow shattered, drowning the skinny little toe.

[Hundred faces].

The middle end of the desire stretches five meters away, the weight condenses, crosses the shoulders, bends the knees, and the eyes are slightly closed, due to the radiance.

Seeing that the front end of the staff was condensed into a strange sphere of matter, the Black Cross recalled the strange cleavage symbol recorded in the "Dream Book", and only dared to think that the energy was abnormal.

The Black Cross saw that the front of the staff seemed to be melting.

Black Cross is afraid of her other side, which seems to be a black and white puppet, a little panicked. The last defeat is still humiliating, until now?

Angry sounded, the recoil overturned the black cross when the ammunition was fired, and the whole person rolled to the ground, and he couldn't see clearly the figure in front of him, whether it was good or bad.

Looking back, Black Cross crawled up, his lips opened and closed.

I'm sorry, I didn't get that heart back.

On the opposite side, a large black hand stood to grasp the bright projectile.

Clouds of smoke swept between the massive fingers, and the iron ring on the thumb lit up red in the energy, drowning out the sound waves.

Charge.

Charge?

Charge!

The white gothic maxi skirt was shortened in the air flow above the thighs and between the arms dangling.

The face of a hundred faces rose out of the earth, and on his forehead stood a black villain, and the waist was several segments.

The white burrowed into the pitch-black smoke cloud, and several flashes of light were revealed, revealing the darkness under the sun, and the corners of the black cross's eyes opened and blinked, switching the focus on the center where the white and the pitch black met.

Contact.

Contact!

From a distance, the air flowed, the circular expansion swept through the sunlight, the smoke and dust, and the air pressure around the black cross was compressed until it was close to the vacuum, and the sound could not be perceived, and the extreme pressure was imperial.

Biting.

Biting.

Biting.

[Hundred Faces] Hundreds of arms are intertwined with each other, in order to catch the white flying in the air, with a third scepter [Impulse Gate] waving and tearing people's bodies dangerously.

"Poetry brain, am I not a good emperor?"

A small black face, rippling behind the back, between the shoulder blades, sunken.

"There's no way to make an evaluation right now, it's not you who are on the stage. She owns two-thirds of all dream consciousness devices, nearly all of them. Your power can only reach the level of the loop. ”

Trismus and loss of senses.

"What are you thinking, now my body is in hers, here is just my spirit. You are now equal to incompetence. ”

The little face seems to be smiling.

"Last time, she saved you, right? Unwilling, unwilling. If you want to blame, you have to blame the writer. I want power too. ”

"Poetry brain, you also want to be king?!"

The little face seems to know but not know.

"Because of this, I can know the secret, the writer who created the dream world, and left the secret of the three laws."

"You've always wanted to?"

"It's not good to ask knowingly. Xiao Yeye, actually, it's the same as you. ”

Approach.

Approach.

Approach.

The four-winged white ran along the clouds of smoke along the huge arms, lifting countless huge blood vessels or huge muscle masses on the soles of their feet, as well as huge wounds and huge steel nails between the huge armor.

Black paused for a moment, spit out the chains, slammed into each other, crawled over the huge arm bend, and bent towards the white central [Impulse Gate] bosom, and the center was relentlessly entangled.

The black and white handover, the instantaneous time, the operation gushing, splashing screams.

The [Impulse Gate] was knocked away by black, forming a huge Ionic column, smashing into the ground in the distance, and piercing upside down to instantly form a rotating cylindrical structure.

The four wings of white retreated, and the black was knocked out hundreds of meters and fell on top of the column, reaching into it, turning the structure, and lifting out a blue non-proportional mechanical cannon.

Huge steel rails hung out of the sky, connecting the mountain gate from east to west, wrapped in clouds, several door knockers, biting out several stone lions, cross-locking, pushing levers to fit the iron door several places.

Black Cross saw the confrontation between the two sides quietly, and couldn't help but run towards the white, and he didn't think about it, and the mental endings of the poetry brain were wrapped around the lower and medial part of his spine, and he couldn't move, and he couldn't move, and he was extremely nervous.

"You, what are you going to do!"

"Hey, now you're going to die, how many people are worried about you, and you really won't pick the time to die. In fact, I want to be the king and open the secrets in the record for us, so reading the "Dream Classic" is the best countermeasure, right? ”

"Presumptuous! You ......."

"Shut up, not any creature will be well-behaved!"

"Stay, hand, don't ....."

"The writer is my master, of course, of course, or of course,"

The small face is so serious that it makes people give up their sanity.

"Do you think you're the Lord?"

"It's not going to work for me, figure it out, idiot! I don't have flesh and blood! ”

"If you have a heart, it's enough~"

I can't hear anything, which side is quiet?

How could I forget, terrible, heart. What a precious thing, stolen like this, everyone will think it is ridiculous.

"Heart, little master. You don't have a good memory, and I'll kindly warn you. Behold, blood seeped out, flowed out, squirted out! Ahla~ You just have to say a word, a word, na? It can change everything. Have you ever thought that the actions of the two of us can forge a throne? What else is needed from the Lord, we, ourselves, can figure it out. ”

Quiet for myself?

Shi Nao climbed on top of the person's head, enlarged her eyes little by little, and pried open the girl's chin, as if kissing, causing the other party to scream silently.

Saliva slumped on the floor, mixed with the fragrance of tears.

I have my mouth open.

Quiet outside?

"Let's read the Dream Book together, right?"