Entering the Luoying Palace, looking inside, it is a well-arranged chic. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe main color in this hall is the color of roses, which is heavy and elegant, revealing the strongest femininity that Minsa has never seen in his life.

"Do you like it?" The Lord looked around at the decoration of this hall and introduced it with great satisfaction.

"Well, it's beautiful."

Minsa has never been a fussy person, not to mention that the furnishings in this temple are really exquisite. Although this kind of color is a bit heavy for a girl in her teens, maybe a lighter color is more in line with her heart.

"That's good, you can tell them whatever decoration you want. As long as you have it, you can give it to you. ”

Minsa nodded, thinking that the last sentence of the Venerable Lord can be given to you as long as there is one in the tomb, which seems to be a bit heavy......

The Lord motioned for her to take a look around. So Minsa looked upstairs and downstairs, and there were a lot of gauze curtains, all of which were tulle as light as a breeze, creating a sense of mystery and nobility.

The carvings on the walls are not as strong as those in the hall or the hall where the spirits are stationed, which is obviously designed for women, and the hollow carvings and the structural combination of the roof are all revealing a kind of softness. I don't know what unknown incense burned in the hall, which fills the entire three-story hall, faint and faint, indescribable.

When Minsa walked down the hall again, the night was already dark, and it was inconvenient for the lord to stay any longer and left, so Minsa sent the lord away and then came back. A pair of tools and attendants had been prepared for Minsa in this Luoying Palace, and she could sleep here tonight.

Minsa walked back upstairs and into the bedroom, only to see that the bed was too beautiful.

A round bed was vacated out of thin air from the lilac carpet on the floor, surrounded by pale silver curtains, and in the midst of this soft scenery, I suddenly felt a little more feminine, but it was precisely because of this that I was more likely to be sentimental.

In the empty Luoying Hall, Minsa lay on the soft and silky bed like a cloud, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

After the war, I don't know if I have to hastily deal with all kinds of complex state provocations or wars, and the Banzai army has been hit hard, whether Wanling can condense the other military forces in a short period of time, there are some difficulties, Minsa thought.

This is also the problem that the Lord of Wanfu is worried about on the way back to the Lingling Hall at this moment.

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The ruined walls of the tomb have begun to be repaired, and the abandoned castle has begun to be rebuilt.

When the war is over, everyone can have time to digest the injuries caused by the trampling of iron hooves, but the Lord of Wanfu does not. As soon as Yexian's cavalry left, he began to think about the whole situation, rebuilding the city of Yunling, and reorganizing the hearts and minds of the people of Yunling.

Lord Wanfu stood at the top of the city wall of the Lingling Palace, looking at the mountains and rivers under his eyes.

The impression of the flowers covering the willows, the phoenix tower and the dragon pavilion, the pearl and jade surrounding, a rise. Now it has been trampled by iron horses, and it is full of devastation and extreme depression.

It's hard to settle this mood all day long......

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It is also a new end of the war, when the people are warmly gathered together with their relatives, feeling the gift of the gods, feeling the temperature of family affection, and when the lovers hug each other tightly and thank each other for surviving, it is still said that a person sits under the ancient tree where he hurt the little devil, and there is no one to complain about the sadness in his heart, and he can only drink alcohol to seek relief.

The evening breeze stirred a pool of water waves, making a sound of Yingying, and still glanced at the water flow on the side without care, but saw that the microwave was clear and unmoving, and the stars were cold and soaked, but it was as sad as the bottom of my heart.

Recently, it is still said that only when I am drunk, my heart seems to be able to open a gap and breathe.

Just now he learned that the little devil had finally woken up from a coma, and he was relieved, but after his peace of mind, he was heartbroken. At this moment, she looks so decadent, if she is seen by the little devil, she must be very disappointed.

Hmph, still sneering at his disdain for himself, the little devil is not an ordinary woman, you are not good to her, some people are good to her, she doesn't have to care about you, what are you!

Lived like a wreck! What qualifications are there to always think about her!

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Recently, when I was sending a letter to my master from afar, I boldly added at the end of the letter, "It is the greatest cruelty you have ever dealt with me in my training to be so arranged now."

This sentence, the ghost-faced military master who saw it leaked in his heart, and clutched this creed.

It seems that this kid is really emotional, and the Ghost-faced Master thought so as he faced the empty wall. sacrificed his life for that woman, did not hesitate to fight against all forces for her, and finally compromised all his persistence and bottom line for her safety.

Under the devil's mask made of steel by the ghost-faced military master, he showed a wry smile that others couldn't see, love words are really the only intractable poison in the world, and there is no cure if you fall into it.

It's hard to talk about such a child all these years, and it's hard to talk about it for yourself, Ghost-faced Strategist thought.

But since that shadow has passed, this heart of mine does not need any belonging, and it is all the hope of living to come here to seek a way to live and seek revenge.

I thought I was a skin that had lost my soul, but I didn't know when I would die and live, of course, that way of living was better than dying.

But suddenly someone was willing to appreciate himself, and this appreciation and reuse made him feel as if he had been waiting for such a meeting for a thousand years, and this appreciation made his dead heart begin to awaken, and he had vitality, or rather a desire and hope for revenge than vitality, and his heart and intellect were stimulated.

Therefore, on this road of revenge, he has no regrets, no guilt, and it is appropriate and worth sacrificing anyone, because this is a sinful world in the first place, and no one should be merciful.

The Ghostface Master gripped the creed he was still tating, trying to crush it......

Of course, apart from his plans and efforts for revenge over the years, his only thought was to stay in the butterfly hall he had built for his lover, and stay with those five-colored butterflies that seemed to flutter their wings in the moonlight, as if he could see her smile.

After his revenge, he decided on his own, and he would never live another day, as the Ghost-Faced Master kept telling himself.

Because in this world, he is really fed up with everyone's criticism and incomprehension, such an environment has affected his self-confidence in life and self-esteem of personality, and inadvertently exaggerated his solemnity and bitterness, making him begin to be sensitive and wary of the real world, and even, along the way, he has lost his trust and understanding of the good and evil of human nature.

He seems to have spent a lifetime of waiting, but that smiling face is no longer there, his feelings are as small and floating as dust, and love is always worth the paleness of fate in the end. (To be continued.) )