Kishi's hair has grown longer recently, but the age is only set in the optimal time state, and it is just an unconscious creation. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Just cut it out.

Holding the cage, the database wandered in the sun, and the white dragon still rested on the wooden beam. The database was curious about the golden feathers that had recently sprouted, but the little human face didn't speak.

In the morning of the Extreme Abyss Pavilion, the flow of passengers is sparse, and the saying is true that the saying spreads when you catch a glimpse of the light of the sky through the gaps of these pedestrians and fall asleep. How many years? Probably not going to stop for the rest of my life.

The white dragon didn't seem to have a chance to go back in time, and the database was lucky enough to see it turn into a dragon for the last time, as sexy as a man, and her mind was chaotic.

Looking at the sunshine carefully, it is like an old song filled with nostalgia, and I can't help but be lovesick.

That's why she was sure again and again, and at the same time the love letter in her hand, no, the white envelope had kiss marks and branding on it, and she was psychologically crazy.

Began to try kissing with the opposite sex, legend has it that when God created human beings, he liked to see human beings pursue their own appearance, but he couldn't make up his mind for a while, so there were men, women and children, and the dead soul appeared.

Sooner or later, this metaphysics will come to an end.

The white dragon twisted, and his face wrinkled, as if he was complaining.

Everything contains randomness, randomness that only the highest will of the world can grasp, which seems to us to be unknown knowledge that cannot be learned and analyzed.

The power of the plants to sprout, to take root, to go upward, is given by the soil, the soil squeezes them, they escape towards the sky, so that the roots grow deeper and longer, the trunk grows, two upward directions, and dualism describes them as "up" and "down".

"Heaven and hell are just a line away. and，thehellwelivein.”

"The will to piece together the world is to find a complete human being itself, and he has gone through a lot of trouble to divide himself into countless pieces in order to find a way to piece together the world, which is the same as the theory of the Tower of Babel."

Closing the book and clapping it tightly, the girl bowed down and walked out of the large library by the faint light, the black cross touched her waist, slimy, and her favorability for lubricating piston oil fell to a negative value. I thought that the master's advice was useful, and with my own long-term experience, the part of the mechanical creation was compatible with itself, but there was a bad smell wafting out of my waist, and people were curious to look at it. [Daytime]

"Look, what!"

The girl was ridiculed until she blushed, and with joy and happiness, she escaped into the path, and she longed for someone to pay attention to her, every minute and second.

Rather than being sacrificed to the ground, this is the best life.

Minimal bullying and ridicule.

She didn't know that a pair of hot eyes in the crowd were looking at her. It's been a long time since I've admired a work of art, a song that is too far away from me, haunted by dreams, eyes frozen in time, a smile at the back of the black cross, blooming in the white dove and the sun. She asked and answered herself, sneering, moving her lips, calculating the distance between her and herself, it seemed that it was only a few decades, and she was forced to bend helplessly within these dozens of meters.

"You, looking for ....... I? ”

She rushed over, and I felt a sudden change in atmospheric pressure.

There is no impression.

"Lu'er, you know Lu'er, right? I want her, she's a small girl, with a round face, a mole on her chin, and a love for lighthouses...."From the sunken eyes to the family crests on her shoulders, Black Cross's mind slowly loads up a legendary painting.

"Her name is Luer, I'm sorry, I didn't give her a better name, I just... I just call her the way I like, I'm still an incompetent mother, I don't love her, but I try to love her, everybody is like that, right? Answer me, Black Cross, you are one of the greatest kings of dreams, I don't lie, I don't lie......."

It's useless to lie, Black Cross doesn't understand her good intentions, she just stands in front of herself, more innocent and naïve than the White King. Keep my head down, my lips are dry and on fire.

"I know you've seen her, right, I know, she's still like that, hovering around you all the time? I don't remember teaching her how to take risks, but at least, you know if she will or won't, right? Answer me, Black Cross....... "Eventually, I arrived that my wording had all been consumed and clean."

What's next?

"Lu'er, that little girl, has been separated from us."

My hair was interlaced with beautiful spots of light, and the black cross stunned me. She seemed to be a little unresponsive, not quite the same as before, she must have had a holiday with the White Cross, otherwise she wouldn't have glanced at me so disjointedly.

"You're still the same, sure enough, she's a little different from you, but it reminds people of you." When she said this, there was infinite affection and sadness in the corners of her eyes, but fortunately, I noticed the hidden glimmer of joy inside, up and down. "The little girl told me about your mother, and I saw her in her place of light. Of course, when she is away, you will be more loving and bright. She...... She doesn't really want to see you, and I'm going to make you sad when I say that. ”

Ridicule or, must, hold back tears.

"Her place of light, the subconscious is rich and abnormal, I refracted all the constellations in the light of her telescope, the indescribable brilliance of matter, how many light years it distorted to reach the depths of my heart. Many dream bodies have sound inner emotions, but she is one of the few more "allergenic" individuals, and the database is quite interested in her, as is the White Cross. ”

In a word, it is getting lighter and lighter, and the expected tendency of "getting heavier and heavier" is declining.

"You know, the matter of the Abyss Pavilion." After the Black Cross fell silent, his voice was hard. "She was also there, and was one of the witnesses."

It was also once less than a kilometer from the "writer".

That time, it was with him to hunt the target, how many kilometers?

Only he came back alive.

Extremely dangerous.

Light-level mercenary-grade spearman, ridiculed, the last word in the name, is a schematic diagram of the ribs when they are placed horizontally.

The Black Cross gradually painted the legend in his mind and was moved.

It turns out that Lu'er is really "Lu'er", the daughter of the ridicule, the birthing partner of the great mother in front of her, and finally met in her own memories.

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The current temperature, thirty-two, dissipated, slightly heated.

Someone shuttled into the self-propelled boat, the ice melted rapidly, and the blood flowed rapidly.

That egg needs to be cool, otherwise it will break out of its shell on its own, a gray lion warbler. Qiange explained very clearly, avoid direct sunlight, avoid collisions, prohibit stacking, fragile products.

The words were pressed on her shoulders, and she envied the slender legs of the shrinking Jing Pupil, and mixed the obscenity into the corners of her mouth slightly upturned. If he didn't succeed, he must have made a mistake in the plan, my logic was flawless, the ceremony was solemn, and he was wrapped in a sense of atmosphere, which was one of the best things a girl has to learn.

The stream lamp was pointing fingers on the side, and Field took a bite of the bread foot, and the bread screamed angrily, secreting spicy syrup, making his pale face instantly ten thousand times ruddy, and then ordered him to drink a liter of water, ahhhh

"The bread doesn't like you, so why don't you get off the boat and eat it with us?" He's also here..."

"Who will listen to you! If you say that my bread is not tasty, unpalatable, hard to swallow, and the people who make this kind .....of thing are liars, liars, liars, liars, ahhhh

People put eggs in a pot, a pot full of ice crystals, and the water vapor fell, wetting the hair of the flowing lamp.

"Good...... Bread said yes. ”

This person is pathological unrequited love and difficulty in choosing.

Liulan worked hard to practice the full statement of this sentence in her heart, she liked the shrunken eyes more than her brother, because it didn't carry any ethical overtones.

The bread sits on the stove, red brick and white box, and it covers its feet, casually carving a fruitcake. There was a dull pain in the place where she had been bitten before, and the girl's teeth were white and powerful, and there had been one or two mistakes - using her tongue as a cake. [This indicates that Lowe had taught Creation and Field]

"Do you have to listen to it?"

"Bread is my most important will to be made, and it shows that I have incorporated myself into my creation to a certain extent. Therefore... It is necessary to give some respect to one's creation...."

"There's no need, Field, it's not necessary."

Bread's hand did not stop, the dilated mirror of the pupils was smooth, and Luo stiffened his eyebrows in it, and a sword in his eyes smirked.

"You'll understand later."

The fuchsia dress moved, but Field spun in place, silent. Whew, found sin in your teeth? Bread would say so, but I didn't give it a chance to argue. The stream light was worried, and his gaze stayed on me, flickering, and vanished.

Rocco is quite fond of reality.

So, it's also possible to lose....

Her investment in Hitomi will be gone.

The group went up and down through the self-propelled boat, rubbed, and slipped into the Jiyuan Pavilion, the food was fragrant, and after a few minutes of noon, the sun was very bright. The woman in the kimono still straightened up, branched out in the passenger flow, looked around, and smiled. The kimono is wrapped around the snake, and there are Tai Chi flowers on the bottom, and the waist is full of icy cherry blossoms. The woman touched the hairpin with her hand, looking proud. Lu'er, I didn't even know you had arrived, bad fate, bad dreams.

Two children are playing and laughing.

"Qiange, flowing light, welcome back."

The sneer turned around, and the kimono bloomed wantonly, with a cold fragrance.

She still waits every day for her real daughter.

It has always been so.