readx;?“ So, Mr. Purple, you didn't live your favorite life. Pen, fun, pavilion www.biquge.info," said Luoyue.

The purple clothes walked over slowly, and between the steps, there was a bit of similarity with Jialan.

"Heh, I don't know what kind of life I want anymore" Ziyi looked around.

Luoyue suddenly felt that he was very pitiful, maybe he was lost in it, maybe he was lost in the depths of this dormitory, and there was only one day he saw, and that was the witch.

And he is not as evil as the shrine maiden

This is a particularly unexpected moon fall, and it is not as proud and detached as the little witch, so high.

There is really a faint temperament of Garan, whether it is inside or outside, he is very calm, and his heart is not shocked.

"Since you're here, sit down and have a cup of tea." Ziyi was calm, boiling water, pouring tea, and everything was done smoothly.

The smell of fragrant tea spreads, Zi Nian has secretly tried it, it is non-toxic, but he doesn't know which way this witch's lover is on, it seems to be without malice, but after all, it is a witch person, Zi Nian has to guard against it.

There has never been absolute trust in this world, especially for the enemies. This is the conclusion that Zi Nian has come to after a hundred battles.

The three of them were sipping tea together, when a night pearl suddenly dimmed, and the whole room seemed a little dim.

"I'll light the candles." After speaking, Ziyi got up and lit two rows of candles, exuding a faint fragrance.

"What does Mr. Ziyi mean by leaving us to taste tea?" Zinian asked, putting down the teacup.

"I didn't have any intentions, I just ran into it by accident, and I just talked, because you are not from the fairy world, and you are completely new to me, and this is what I need. I was already too familiar with the people in the fairy world to see any of them, so I stayed in the depths of this dormitory. Ziyi replied.

He just wanted to talk to someone he didn't know.

"You are like a person everywhere, walking, walking, walking, walking, walking, walking, walking Falling Moon said.

"Heh, it's only one or two points, I've been cultivating for so many years, just to become his shadow, but I didn't expect that in the end there will only be one or two points." Ziyi said with some disappointment.

"Do you know who I'm talking about?" asked Falling Moon.

"Garan, it's Garan." Ziyi said.

The falling moon was not surprised, and neither was the purple cloth.

"Isn't this what you are, who learned Garan to please the shrine maiden, is this where you are lost, forgetting yourself and becoming a shadow." Falling Moon said.

"You are discerning and observant, and the reason why the shrine maiden made me her lover is because my face is originally similar to Garan." After Ziyi finished speaking, he took out a scroll of calligraphy and painting from his arms.

When I opened it, it was full of portraits of Garan. All kinds of clothes, all kinds of postures, the paintings are vivid, almost godlike

"This is the witch's thing, I know about Garan according to these paintings, and I've been imitating it, but imitation can't be surpassed after all" Ziyi smiled bitterly.

The images of the falling moon are all drawn by the witch, and they are her imaginary works, not real sketches.

"He is the person I envy the most, and the person I hate the most. I envy the witch for being able to love him from beginning to end, I hate him for being disdainful of the witch, but I have to keep learning from him and imitating him, during this period, I am really lost, and I don't even have love and hate, I just can't stop, and you have the breath of Garan on your body, you must be someone closely related to him," Ziyi said.

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