There is nothing more painful in the world than to gain hope in disappointment, only to lose it completely, to despair. Woe alone often encounters this kind of thing and this kind of person.

Stopping and stopping along the way, avoiding the demon wolves full of caves, he finally saw the outside world, but passed a corner. Others meet love around the corner, but there are surprises around the corner of their own disaster.

"Ah, a page of the book, about to get out of danger, what are your plans for the future? You can't keep parasitizing me, can you? "Yes, if you keep a page of the book, there is really no good way to go alone, if you use a hard one, you will be dragged and burned. Woe alone is not confident to compare the strength of the soul with a Buddha. Just thinking about squatting and watching a play when I was intimate with Nu Rong in the future, I have a feeling that I have become the protagonist of a small movie.

"Rest assured, the poor monk will not embarrass the donor, the donor only needs to find a place where the aura gathers, or help the poor monk find a seven-month gestational age and a stillborn baby who is pregnant when he is young."

"It's easy to find in July, and you're pregnant when you're young? How do you calculate this? Pulling out a dog hair from his back, he scratched his head and said puzzledly.

"Ahem, it means that the time of the conjunction is before the third sun at noon, or just after three o'clock in the middle of the night." In the unnatural realm, there is far more knowledge in a page than in the nine knives of a lonely journey.

"Sanyang, I understand, but what the hell is Midnight?" The light is shining straight through, and in a few hundred meters, you can get out!

"Yin and yang are born together, the cathode gives birth to yang, and the anode gives birth to yin, and the three quarters of midnight is the most vigorous time of yang at night, and in the early morning, the sun will not be born, but the yin will be the heaviest, and people will be the most tired and sleepy."

Wangshan ran a dead horse, and after the body shrank hundreds of times, he couldn't fly with light, and the distance of a few hundred meters was unusually long for the lonely journey that had been trekking all the way. The two of them, who had already taken different positions, soon had nothing to say, only the faint wheezing sound of woe alone sounded faintly in the cave.

But no matter how long the road is, there will be an end to it, and the disaster is alone against the wall, in front of which is a line divided by the sun's rays, and one step forward is light, and one step back is darkness. "I said, a page of the book, the owner of this place is probably aesthetically defective, you see this gate threshold, the twists and turns, like the teeth of a beast."

Naturally, he was not tired of taking a hitchhiker's page, and looked around with the eyes of a lonely man, "Indeed, you look at the curtain on the top of this cave, which is like the sharp teeth of some beast." To build a building like this must not be decent. This is true, no matter how serious the suffering and extinction realms are, and how serious the filth and filth of the three religions and nine streams are, at least the appearance is always excellent. Even a certain clam toad who is an undercover agent has to do some plastic surgery before he dares to stand in front of the stage.

And the Shanmen Cave Mansion, as the face of a sect, is either solemn and solemn, such as Yungu Thunder Peak and Wansheng Rock, or extravagant, such as Confucianism. Therefore, if you look at this decoration on a page of the book, you will know that this place is not a good place.

"Also, look at it, the three sculptures in front of this door are also in bad taste. It's just obsessive-compulsive disorder, two on one side, one on the other, how can there be such a possitivity? Eh, a page of the book, you don't think it looks like a unicorn. Walking out of the cave, Woe Lone Stared at a black statue on his left.

The statue was armed with a machete, and was born with a triangular face, with a pointed upper and lower point, convex and convex, and a single horn sticking straight out of the middle of the forehead. Compared with the other two, it's not even a step worse.

"My good boy, this head, who pinched a Gundam and pressed it? Why don't you paint the horns red, maybe it's faster. "Three steps and two steps to climb to the top of the statue's head, the small arm of the lonely man grew a circle of bone blades, aimed at the horn and began to saw.

"What are you doing, Lord of Calamity!" Woe Lone didn't leave quickly, but instead did something meaningless here, and when he read a page of the book, he began to get angry, and he couldn't understand this kind of mentally retarded thinking at all.

"Of course, you can't come in vain, you're leaving, why don't you get some souvenirs. I think this horn is good. The material is not gold or iron, it is cool to the touch, cut it and take it back to the car with a string of beads to give to the female Rong. "The more I talked, the more energetic I became, and the slag flew everywhere.

"Be careful. In case, the poor monk is saying that in case the love of misfortune is a Confucian sanctuary...... "The more you say, the more hesitant you become, Brahma and Calamity, after all, are not all the way."

"Ah, it's going to be fine, we're all out." It seems to be answering a question, and it seems to be comforting himself. The old hatred has not been avenged, and if there is a new hatred, the heart of the evil and the lone will be iron, and it will have to crack four or five holes. So he can only lie to himself. "How could something happen? It doesn't matter if the mentally retarded brain here was kicked by a donkey, or if it was poured with foot water, anyway, we escaped, and it is impossible for this sculpture below to come alive and hack me to death, right? ”

Standing on top of the statue, it was obvious that he could not see it, and the statue's eyes grew brighter and brighter when he said "mentally retarded here", "the brain was kicked by a donkey", and "the foot washing water was poured into it".

"Unforgivable! Unforgivable! "Sweep away the chess pieces and smash the chessboard. The anger of the Emperor of Heaven was like substance, burning the flowers and trees behind him one after another. Only the "god" side emitted a soft white light, blocking the pressure of the Abandoned Heaven Emperor.

"Enma Drought, Yinhuang Zhu Wu, Nine Calamities! Slaughter him for me! "Endless magic power converged on his fingertips, and the Void of the Abandoning Heaven Emperor pointed at the Yama Drought Fish, but the other finger was blocked by the "god", and a streamer of light chased the demonic qi directly.

"Abandon the Emperor of Heaven, we have an appointment first, you let the Enma Drought Fish chase and kill at the door, if you can escape, let them live, if you can't escape this situation, I admit it, you have revealed the matter of taking action privately, don't you even have this little bit of equipment, and you are ready to break the contract, right?" A pair of hands clamped the Emperor of the Abandoned Heaven, and the Emperor of the Abandoned Heaven had to give up, sat down again, and conjured a pot of tea: "Even if there are only Yama Drought Fish, do you think they escaped?" ”

"Ding!" With a crisp sound, the Enma Aragami slashed over the top of the head of the lonely man and slashed at his giant horns. "It's really a crow's mouth, a good spirit that doesn't work bad." An iron plate bridge, the tip of the cold nose of the Aragami chopping knife face can be felt.

The first time the Enma Drought woke up, his brain was not clear enough, and he slashed himself, which was not a big problem but also brought a sharp pain. Hand it over with a "whoosh". Stimulated by this, the ferocity of the Enma Drought became even more intense. With a twist of the wrist, the blade of the knife was lifted diagonally like a spatula pancake.

The lack of strength can only take advantage of the "small", jump, grab the back of the Aragami slashing knife, and be thrown out at once.

"No, I don't have energy to replenish it, how can I have beaten it." flashing left and right, I only feel that I am a worm under my feet, and I am being driven around. The protagonist or something.,Sure enough, I'm thinking too much.,Which mentally retarded author would write himself to death like this!