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"A madman doesn't need to be identified.|For every two people who look at romance, there is an account that has registered for the network." Bajie selflessly buttoned his nose, just like a character dressed as a woman in a Hong Kong film, although he looks disgusting and dead, but Cheng Dù who makes people laugh is higher than the disgusting feeling.

"It is estimated that you are the only one who dares to play assassination in this game, and the opponent is the Zhuo family who the old stubborn old man Qiu does not dare to provoke, buddy, if you can't think about it, don't take us with you." Qiu He looked at Huangfu Qingming, who didn't look like he was joking, there were many crazy people these days, but most of them were crazy people in the spiritual world, because those so-called crazy people didn't have the ability to completely follow the madness of this era.

Although the Huangfu Qingming in front of him made Qiu He not see the outstanding glow, but subconsciously, Qiu He felt that the Huangfu Qingming was not very far away from that kind of madness.

"Just think I'm a madman." Huangfu Qinger smiled, if this man with a face full of vicissitudes was placed in a nightclub, he threw down the coffin lid behind him and changed into a suit, and it was estimated that he was a store for all ages.

"Although it's crazy, but I like it, if this thing happens, even if my Bajie dies no matter how miserable it is, this life is worth it, people don't just want a reputation, they have to die sooner or later anyway." Bajie arched his hand, looking extremely indifferent, as if his life was not generally worthless, and he didn't know what kind of consciousness this was.

Bajie's consent was not out of Huangfu Qingming's expectations, he knew very well that Bajie was an outlaw who lived on the tip of a knife, this kind of day that seemed to have no tomorrow, so that this kind of person could take his life very lightly.

But what Huangfu Qingming wants to affirm is an answer from this man named Qiuhe.

"Since you guys have agreed, if I don't enter the game, then I won't be laughed at by your pig." Qiu He shook his head helplessly, perhaps subconsciously, the hungry soul imprisoned by Qiu Qiu was slowly awakened.

"Shoot when it's time to strike." Bajie Yi didn't care that Qiu He called him a pig, and he had already begun to hum Liu Huan's good man song in his mouth, but just the three of them stood alone in the huge Beijing, but he really couldn't remember the appearance of the one hundred and eight heroes on Liang Mountain.

It is getting closer and closer to the once-in-a-decade feast, this night, Beijing is scarce △5△5△5△5△5, m.±. Lala's rain, the sky is not generally gloomy, this environment is inexplicably depressing.

Zhao Kuangran sat under this ancient pavilion, wearing a meticulous suit, some people looked like dogs, as if they had changed a person, and there was an extra smell on Zhao Kuangran's body that Zhao Kuangran had never had, it was a kind of atmosphere of a superior person, with this, no matter where he went, no one dared to look at it.

By Zhao Kuangran's side, Peach Blossom fell asleep on the stone platform, perhaps this lukewarm wind made people particularly drowsy.

Zhao Kuang took off his coat and gently draped it on Peach Blossom's body, took out a box of soft boxes from his pocket, skillfully popped out a burn, sucked it very old-fashioned, and stood alone like this, even if the wind would blow into his bones without hesitation.

"You don't seem to smoke, do you?" A female voice sounded behind Zhao Kuangchao, Zhao Kuangchao turned his head, and a woman who looked like Zhao Xuemei wanted to think about it very much but didn't look like it stood like this.

"Before you know it, it will." Zhao Kuang looked at the cigarette butt in his hand and smiled, this smile is extremely empty, even a child will probably know that it is disguised.

Zhao Tianxue didn't care about this extremely perfunctory smile, walked to Peach Blossom lightly, lowered her head and looked at Peach Blossom who was sleeping exceptionally peacefully, this extremely stubborn girl did impress many people, and it was not only this girl's stubbornness.

"It's hard for this kid." Zhao Tianxue wanted to touch Peach Blossom's face, but she was afraid of waking up this wild wolf who was particularly hostile to the living.

"In the future, he will thank her for having so many experiences, because of this, she will be stronger than her peers." Zhao Kuang messed up with this sentence that he shouldn't have said, maybe the former Zhao Kuangchao has long been gone with time, this incomparably cruel river of time has left nothing for Zhao Kuangchao, only scars.

Zhao Tianxue was a little surprised, it seemed that in her self-righteous impression, Zhao Kuangran didn't look like a person who would say such things, could it be that this so-called incomparably material society was corrupted even by a child like Zhao Kuangchao who came out of a big mountain with only hatred?

Zhao Tianxue felt a little creepy, and didn't know where to leave the only pure land left in his heart.

"How?" Zhao Kuang asked randomly, with a little taste of knowingly asking.

"It's just a story." Zhao Tianxue was a little distracted, looking at this Zhao Kuangchao who could make Zhao Baichuan proud, trying to think about what kind of potential this young man would have, but there seemed to be no answer, she couldn't see any future, just like Zhao Kuangchao in front of her, it was just an illusion.

Although Zhao Tianxue is a complete atheist, but for the sixth sense, especially the sixth sense of women, Zhao Tianxue is usually convinced, although this is a very unfounded thing, Zhao Tianxue always feels that Zhao Kuangchao in front of her has been hiding something, although she doesn't know what is hidden, but Zhao Tianxue can be sure.

"Do you know what the night sky looks like in Xing'anling?" Zhao Kuangran asked suddenly, turned his head, and looked up at the sky, the same is extremely vast, but Zhao Kuangran can't see a star, the old man in Qinglong Village always dies and turns into a star in the sky. Therefore, Xing'anling is bright, and there are so many stars that the number of people is unknown, so that Zhao Kuangchao has infinite emotion, thinking about which one he will become if he dies, Zhao Kuangchao has been picking for a long, long time, but he has not found a suitable one.

Beijing, the population is hundreds of times more than that of Qinglong Village, a thousand times, ten thousand times, when Zhao Kuangran couldn't wait to look up at the sky, but found that there was nothing but darkness, the sense of loss, is indescribable, like a child who has been deceived all his life, Zhao Kuangchao only stood alone, like a ghost, with the wind, with the rain, with joy and joy, with sadness and sorrow.

Perhaps from the moment he set foot in Beijing, Zhao Kuangran felt that he was no longer like himself, although he held the tightest line of defense in his heart, but in this kind of perseverance, he has been drifting with the flow, alive and alive, most people have changed beyond recognition, although he has already noticed it, but he cannot change it.

"I haven't seen it." Zhao Tianxue shook her head.

"You should go and see it when you have time, it's beautiful, it's beautiful." The corners of Zhao Kuangran's mouth raised slightly, this time he really smiled, maybe he mistook the woman next to him for Zhao Xuemei, mistaken for a flower snake, and mistaken for Yi Firefly, but this starry sky really made Zhao Kuanglan can't imagine the sky of Xing'an Mountains.

"How beautiful is it?" Zhao Tianxue was touched by Zhao Kuangran's smile, and her heart seemed to fall a little at the moment when Zhao Kuangchao laughed.

"It's beautiful." Zhao Kuang was in a mess, the words taught by Uncle Zhao in his mind really couldn't describe that kind of situation.

Zhao Tianxue smiled, thinking that Zhao Kuang's nonsense was very interesting, and it was just very interesting, but between Zhao Kuang's chaotic words, Zhao Tianxue could always feel a trace of desolation.

"Will there be stars in the sky in Beijing? Or will it always be so? Zhao Kuangchao raised his head, and there was something imperceptible flowing on his face, Zhao Tianxue did not notice it, but was brought into deep contemplation by Zhao Kuangran's words.

"It always has been." Zhao Tianxue replied, maybe get used to it, or forget, Zhao Tianxue can't think of seeing the stars from Beijing, it seems that she has never seen it.

Zhao Kuangran smiled a little lonely, like a child who was unwilling to accept the answer and reality, touched his nose and said: "According to the seniority of the family, I should also have to call you sister, but I really can't feel at ease, and you are also very uncomfortable, but today, I want to stand on the identity of this younger brother, please do one thing." ”

"What's the matter?" Zhao Tianxue was stunned.

"Can you take care of her for me?" Zhao Kuang was slowly, turned his head, and looked at Zhao Tianxue very strictly, as if this was the most solemn thing in his life.

"Peach blossoms?"

Zhao Kuang shook his head, and his eyes were full of tenderness when he looked at the sleeping child, even if it was a wolf, he would show this kind of expression.

"I think she still wants you to take care of it." Zhao Tianxue refused.

Zhao Kuang shook his head wildly, and there was always a smile on his face that made people a little desperate.

"You" Zhao Tianxue suddenly understood something, and the falling heart seemed to be suddenly pulled up, so she looked at Zhao Kuangchao blankly.

"I probably won't be able to come back, really, not kidding." Zhao Kuang laughed self-deprecatingly.

"Why did you ask me to take care of her?"

"You're not like them." Zhao Kuang replied.

"Looks like we've only met a few times, right?"

"I see people very accurately, and if I like them at a glance, I will believe them for a lifetime." Zhao Kuang laughed wildly, this child-like smile seemed to be smiling at his sister, as for whether his sister could see it, that was a later story.

Zhao Tianxue's body trembled slightly, as if she was slowly eroded by this smile, and in a trance, Zhao Tianxue suddenly understood that the young man in front of her may have never changed since he came down the mountain, whether it is the Zhao family, the turntable, life or death, this young man has not always been for the thing in his heart, and he has regarded the so-called fame and fortune as a floating cloud.

Suddenly, Zhao Tianxue felt that the young man in front of her was very much like a person, a person who left an immortal memory in the impression of her life, but at this moment, Zhao Tianxue couldn't think of that name, but the Zhao Kuangchao in front of her was like overlapping with that person, making Zhao Tianxue a little confused in the fog.