The two tears finally slipped down, gently sliding down the white and flawless cheeks, as if slowing down the camera, the whole world was moved by these two tears, and for a while the wind stopped, and the people stopped moving, as if even the sunlight projected from the sky was solidified. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There are only two tears, with care for countless fans and infinite love for fans, falling from the corners of their eyes, like pearls, rolling down!

Slowly you can see their trajectory, you can feel the infinite sorrow, the defenseless Chinese, in the face of the armed to the toes, they did not flinch and did not hesitate, the spirit of the Chinese is perfectly reflected in them.

They are not the sleeping lion of the East, but they are already awake, the Oriental Divine Beast, the Vermilion Bird, the Xuanwu, the Green Dragon, and the White Tiger, rushing forward bravely, building a new Great Wall with their flesh and blood, and protecting the weak me behind them with their lives.

The tears finally fell to the ground, and there were two soft snaps, which rang clearly in everyone's ears.

Rumble! Like the two atomic bombs dropped on Hiroshima and Nagasaki!

An invisible wave of light spread silently, and all those who came into contact were shocked at once, and their souls instantly sublimated, leaving behind everything in the world.

The sound of boom was endless, and all the darts and long knives in Fuso Ronin's hands fell to the ground in shock.

The Fuso man who stopped me was even more tearful, as if he had committed the heinous crime of betraying the emperor, knelt down at my feet, knocked the ground with his forehead, kept asking for my forgiveness, knelt and crawled and hugged my ankles, kissed my toes, I wore sandals today, and the delicate white toes like beautiful jade were exposed, and he kissed my thumbs one by one, and smelled the little toes, and he didn't even let go of the gap between the two toes, and he didn't even care if he accidentally stepped on a foot of shit when he went out this morning, the sound of the kiss is refreshing.

I disgusted his kiss, more than disgusting stepping on shit, but I can't move, a move destroys the beauty of the unity of heaven and man, if those Fusang ronins wake up from the vertigo of beauty, they will not hesitate to rush up and kiss my toes together, every inch of my skin is holy, not allowing their filthy souls to approach, I reject them from the heart.

So I can't move? No, never, for the sake of my compatriots and for the sake of the friendship between China and Fujian, I can only endure it with blood gushing in my heart.

My tears began to roll in my eyes again, only the sister next door knew what I was feeling now, she approached me, hugged my shoulders and comforted, "It's okay, it's just the skin on your feet that is defiled, your flesh is still innocent and holy, when you get home, I will boil water for you, scald your feet with water above 50 degrees, as long as you scald off a layer of skin, you are still flawless." ”

"Well," I tearfully agreed, this is the only way, if the Fusang ronin wants to get close to me, my fans must stop it, a bloodshed is inevitable, the Fusang ronin are all holding knives, but my compatriots are bare-handed, although I know that they will inspire a thousand percent of their strength and fighting spirit in order to protect me, each of them can be like Huo Yuanjia and Chen Zhen, and the Fusang people will be beaten to the head and bloody, but what if they miss and get injured?

I can't let my fans hurt me, they gave me all and I have to give them all back.

What is this little grievance? Compared with Xi Shi, Wang Zhaojun, and Diao Chan, those who don't care about their personal sentiments and innocence for the sake of the country, my little sacrifice is just a few toes on the human body.