3 And she was only on the muddy road, bewildered, and there she hesitated, and seemed to be there in pain and pain, as if she were in agony there. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It seems that nothing is good there, and it seems that nothing is right.

It seems that what I am cowardly and afraid there is wrong and undeserved.

She shouldn't be too scared, she shouldn't be too timid. In the face of those difficulties and difficulties, it would be nice if she could be a little stronger. She needed to be a little stronger.

You really want to get something, and you won't get it so easily without putting in the effort and hardship.

It is a principle of waiting, and it seems to be a principle of giving, if you don't work hard to give something, that is something that cannot be easily obtained.

At least not so much to think you can get.

That's a kind of real thing that needs to be paid, and it's also a kind of real thing that needs to be worked on there.

It is a struggle and pain that belongs to life and cannot give in and surrender.

In the midst of that sigh and doubt, it was just a deep and feeble gasp there, as if it was almost impossible to breathe anymore.

It was a feeling of powerlessness that was difficult and powerless to collapse, and that I was about to be able to breathe anymore.

There you will feel that you are powerless to even have a heart to resent and complain, and that you have lost all the power of love there.

It's as if I don't know what to cherish and love in this world.

Everything is wandering in there, a kind of hesitation to powerlessness, a powerless and difficult to struggle.

It's as if she can't get to the edge of it, as if she is swimming there, and she's in that endless water,

She paddled and rowed, she rowed her limbs desperately, she swam desperately in the river,

But it seems that she can't swim to the end, as if she can't reach the end and edge of her life.

It was a kind of pain, a lack of choice in that struggle, and it seemed that there was so little that there was no way to find a future and a future.

She just drank in the river, and she was so soaked in the cold water,

Weakly paddling her limbs, all of them seemed to be about to stiffen there, she was just a little hesitant there,

She didn't want to move her limbs anymore, and then, just as she stopped, her whole body was heavy there,

Then she fell into the water so hard that she sank deep into the water, and died as if she were dead.

Is she dead or alive, is she drowning in the water, or is she already on the shore and opposite.

She thought she was very clear, she was very, very clear about all this.

But it was then that she suddenly seemed to find out that she was so unclear.

She was there as if she didn't know anything, as if she didn't know anything.

It's a kind of anger, it's a big question mark, it's a kind of question that belongs to a dream,

She didn't know if she was awake or in a subconscious, and she began to be confused as if she was awake or not.

She was just there as if she was stunned, and there she seemed to be talking to herself.

It seems that all words are pronounced: Spirit, Spirit, are you still a Spirit?

But do you like the Soul or not? Do you like yourself like this?

Spirit, Spirit, are you a fox? Or people?

Why do you have human consciousness and thoughts, but your life is completely the life of an animal.

Yinling, Yinling, why do you want to live this kind of life that is not as good as **?

And, since you're already a **, why can't you completely be a ** and a fox? Why do you need human consciousness?

"Is there someone who is not conscious? Is man still a higher animal, and is human consciousness still a symbol of wisdom?

I will let you not only have human consciousness, but also belong to human language, and I will let you speak. ”

It was the sound of a voice that seemed to belong outside of her, and the minstrel did feel some surprise there,

Helpless that her whole body was so weak and difficult to move there, she just listened to the sound of the voice in a daze,

"Because, I don't know that you are also a person, and I don't know what you look like in the original, and I don't know what kind of voice you have in the original.

However, I still have a lot of girls' voices and voices here, so I'll give you one of them.

You will be able to speak later, and you will be able to speak freely like a human being! ”

"Huh? Is it true? Can I speak freely like a human being?

But why should I speak?

Isn't it a terrifying thing for a fox to open his mouth to speak? ”

The white fox's spirit just opened his mouth there and asked, but he already found that he was already speaking there,

Moreover, it was a voice and voice that she was unfamiliar with, could it be that her throat was really filled with someone else's voice?

The white fox's spirit asked there, somewhat confused, "Who are you?" What exactly do you do? Where did you get someone else's throat?

You must not be a good person, otherwise, how can you steal someone else's voice, and if someone else's voice is taken away by you, then they won't be able to speak?

What a sin!

I'm a white fox now, and someone's consciousness is already a very painful thing, and now with someone's voice, isn't that a very painful and terrible thing?

Then people don't think I'm a monster! Who are you? Why are you doing this? ”

"I'm doing this for your good, well, I have to admit that it's my wishful thinking that I'm good for you.

However, if you really feel that it is not suitable to speak, you can not speak at all, so that you don't have to worry about others being afraid of you! ”

The voice rang out again, "And you don't need to know where I got someone else's voice."

And who am I, whether I am a good person or not, perhaps, after you come into contact with it in the future, you will find out,

And now, I'm in your subconscious, you're probably too tired, you're fainting,

So, you're sleeping, and I'll wait until you're awake to talk to you about some specific things. ”

What is all this, and what is the situation, the white fox's spirit is still there confused and hesitant,

But when that person said it, she did feel tired.

Then, there she subconsciously obeyed, and before she knew it, she fell into a coma again, fell asleep, and fell asleep.