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Lu'er followed the others, looking at the iron cages on the outer wall of the Deliberation Courtyard, they were scarred and broken, they were steel torn and broken by life, and Hitomi whispered.

In the ancient dream world, the pioneers discovered the code of law and other means of "correcting" creation, because most of the creatures belonged to their own creators, so there was a big difference between whether the object of punishment was against the creator or the creator. There is no consensus that different punishments are given for different crimes, and they are expected to achieve repentance in their consciousness. Our code is divided into two parts, one is the judgment of the creator and the Creator's subconscious, and the other is the honest context test of the conscious situation. If the two match, or a high degree of agreement, we will make a final judgment. The Black Tower is also part of the composition of the Senate, with the White Tower making up 60 percent of the total number of voters, and the Black Tower tends to be weaker among the majority of voters, but many senators in the White Tower will abstain.

The White King was fortunate enough to attend the interrogation process, so he would not use cruel methods to extract confessions, and most of the people in the White Tower were liberals, so they could not see a mixture of narrow-mindedness and extremes.

The subconscious mind cannot be controlled.

"What did Grandpa George say?"

Luer stared at the cage in distraction. Those dark red blood stains, covered with rust and dark yellow fines, are collage lines that cannot be observed with the naked eye. Hitomi didn't look at it, he experienced it, albeit briefly, full of awe.

"Introduction...... Is it the Creator? ”

Approaching the door of the hall of the Senate, he shuddered, his face flushed, and Lu'er stood under the chandelier, as magnificent and mysterious as the iris crystal.

"Not exactly, they participate in the Creator's connection, and it may not have much impact on the Creator's cognition, and we will not disrupt the order as the will infector."

"Will Infected?"

"Change a person, the effort made. Abstract predicate logic, you don't need to know much about this stuff....."

"Black Cross has studied this very well."

Lolita, turn over.

"The role of the usher seems to conflict with what you do."

"The inducer is not a creation, and the totality of the description can be adjusted."

She saw the other man turn his back to his hand, his eyes dripping, and his gaze behind Lu'er swayed.

"What are you shy about?"

"I didn't....... Why should I be shy? ”

"You're acting shy."

"I was a little uncomfortable and the deliberation process was what I hated the most...... I've never liked coming here. But the plan is said and ....."

"Interesting, I seem to see that you have some bad memories, I'm sorry."

See?

He couldn't stop in reverie, and Lu'er took his hand and swayed it.

See!

It's not a slip of the tongue, Lolita, it's Lolita, not a girl with word breaks.

"I've been thinking that since the writer is so mysterious, the person who is interested in him is really a rare species to me who has lived in the dream world for quite some time. It's a coincidence, but your reaction is really cute, I remember when I was a child, when I was robbed of a rag doll, that person was also a kind of face that couldn't hide a kind of ashamed shyness. So many novels and movies are trying to restore the truth, but they are often unqualified actors, and there are few directors like you. ”

Won't it ...... Jiuyan is not just her "introducer"?

"I've been seeing more and more things lately, and I can't help but wonder how many different ways I shoot."

The girl slammed forward, like a fierce son, into the front entrance hall of the Senate. As the power of the candlelight increased, he narrowed his eyes, and the family crest on Lu'er's back became clearer, but it was still a secret. The thin snake is delicately collapsed, and the girl's smooth skin is the best stage, she seems to be performing a solo dance, and it seems to be a love drama theater that is only for Hitomi to watch.

"What I said is true."

He had to prepare to lower his voice in order to dispel his worries, but he was met by the glow of the council room, a huge hourglass inverted in the center of the room. Its shadow is a glass cheek that can hold hundreds of people, and a huge golden-red carp leaps into it, swims into the sand, rushes out of the bottom of the dune, mixes the flying sand shadows, and the tassels of zigzag light, and sleeps up and down. Two beards poked through the white cross's long hair, jingle said, spitting out a large bubble.

The scales are full of whispering symbols, which are manifest, long poems about regret and love, but they are reserved symbols for all things.

"Repentance, what makes you unsurpassed."

"It's something I can't surpass."

The head of the white cross lurked in her shoulders, and she was wearing a wide coat, revealing her family crest.

The snow cross, the color of the burning eye, the black cross retreated, less than 20 meters away from Lu'er, and he breathed heavily. The white cross's shoulder blades paused, whispering to the throne woman [Fierce Sun] [Discarded Propagation] [Descendant].

"Drink it, and then, let me see who you are."

It was not a standardized process of deliberation, but there was no objection to it. The people present stood solemnly, their clothes hung down, and they struck at the beating, whether it was their expressions, whether they were predicate logic. Luer was pulled to the table by the shrunken eyes, and in the gap between Lolita's long hair, she caught George with his eyes closed on the red and black table opposite.

In an instant, a tear ran down George's cheek.

Surprise!

Surprise.

There were only wrinkles on George's face.

Surprise?

She covered one side of her eyes and saw the amorous world, a nursery rhyme about immortal birds.

When the black king saw the white cross, the black handprints on the quantum force field entered the field of vision, and his body was hot, and the fire stretched out along the arms of the white cross, like two slaps, and the return of the black king in the deliberation hall reduced the tenderness.

Until below the negative value, she carved a kind smile into her face.

The newly developed [active agent] of the Black Tower is a substance for deliberation, and if it does not pass the honest context test, there is only one way to more accurately determine what the creator's inner thoughts are, how and how. Since ancient times, we do not know what the face of the human heart is. Sigmund Freud, a scholar of the present world, scanned the phenomenology within the subconscious from the opposite perspective.

A new collection of poems.

The pair force field is concave, convex, dark, and lumen, dragging the light into its body, and the carp in the hourglass soars up, reversing the world in the tank on the other side, and gradually parallels with the humans.

The body twists and dances.

The flames were like flowers, the bright red sunset, the eyes were forcibly stained, the moisture exploded, the fire was shouting, turning Lu'er's head, I don't know where to go, and finally fell into my arms.

Hitomi felt her twitch slightly.

It's like pretending, but what's the matter?

The fire bore fruit, and gradually shrank, and the white king's body was bright, and the density of the pair's position was extremely high, and it became a forged wall, and the little man inside felt very hot, and removed his clothes, and monotoned the light of the huge jewel on his neck.

In front of the Black King, there is a small teddy bear. The little teddy bear is very cute, with big eyes, long eyelashes, a chubby body, a mouth with a graceful arc upturned, brown hair, bright, bright, vibrant, and seems to have the courage and logic of a real person. It lay in front of the white cross, quiet, a child, I don't know whether to sleep or wake up, not naughty at all.

"Ridiculous!"

"It's a betrayal!"

"That's how you Black Tower does it, look! Look! ”

"Shut up, the deliberation is not over yet, don't be rude!"

In front of the Black King, a word flowed out.

You haven't woken up yet. 】

The people were shocked, and the solemn turned to lean forward, the brain-crushing tool warmed up, and the black cross was embarrassed.

[Only you, and you still have to feel. 】

In front of the Black King, he gracefully grasped the little teddy bear with both hands, and it was born from the flames, which made the White King full of sorrow, and deserved to be treated well.

Thereupon.

Put it in your mouth.

Biting off the head, blood, blowouts.

Remove the hands, muscles, and roots.

Take one bite at a time and let go of the pain you have.

Stained blood-white.

One bite after another, the large and small intestines are lent.

Stained with horror.

One bite after another, there is a hypothesis of love in the spit.

With the stitching and stitching, how can you love and hate?

Dismember the mouth, spit out the bodily fluids of the White Cross incontinence, materialistic hands, and knock off the curse of the Black King's dent.

"Look clearly.... This is what you should have done to me, and what you have not yet done to them. ”

She licked, bitten, listened, was pressed to the ground by the white cross, kicked out by the white cross, and was cursed by the white cross until her ears turned red.

"Kill you! Kill you! I'll kill you! Kill you! Kill you! Kill you! Kill you! Kill you! Kill you! Kill you! Kill you! Kill you! Kill you! I'll kill you! I'll kill you! Kill you! Kill .........."

Black Cross came, and a group of people followed, so loud that she couldn't hear clearly.

"Rape you, I want your body to be separated from your consciousness, this is you, the end you won, the win! You are brave, mean, great, small, cut off your breasts, you have not become a woman, to die, I will make you cry and have an abortion, lose your creative power! ”

The white king lost control, the shackles on the black king's body consciously reduced in size, screwed countless joints, tendons and capillaries, and the deformation of the body structure would make the sound of opening cans, coupled with the black king's painful tearing ears and moaning words, the deliberation meeting ended suddenly.