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Scoop.

Straw hats and long live the sound of hay hats were thrown from the wheat field, and delicate rain splashed in mid-air.

Jubilation, laughter.

At the same time, deafening cheers erupted from behind the wall.

Some of the overexcited residents took off their spacesuits and drank the rain with their mouths wide open.

They were surprised to find that they no longer needed spacesuits!

This rain, lowered the temperature, took away the deadly. The gentle magic that spread from the Immortal Spirit Divine Wood a while ago has completely replaced the erosion of the breath like the Grim Reaper. Now, they can completely expose themselves to the air.

With cheers, all those who were still wearing spacesuits took off and threw them into the air.

"you, spacesuit! We don't need you anymore! ”

I don't know who shouted it, causing everyone to laugh.

Like a competition, some young people took off their spacesuits and began to take them off again, men and women, constantly throwing clothes into the sky, leaving only underwear.

More and more excited, I don't know who took the lead first, and the frenzied dance gradually spread.

The people inside the spaceship rushed to hear the news. Some people couldn't believe it for a long time when they watched the heavy rain fall from the sky, and some people had already jumped to the ground, swimming in the puddle that would not reach the soles of their shoes.

People who didn't need to wear spacesuits in the first place lifted their magic protection, opened their arms, and gulped down the rain.

They laughed and even choked and coughed up tears.

Use a variety of utensils to catch water, from cargo boxes to gloves.

The Traveler King and Liliana joined the dancing procession, throwing their clothes into the air. The traveler Wang Chiguo put on his upper body and waved a pair of arms that stretched out to the longest. Liliana wore a bandeau and panties, and splashed the muddy water from her feet.

Dancing to the fullest and doing messy movements. Sweat and rain are mixed together, sticky and entangled, making the skin feel inexplicably unbearable, and countless desires are ignited in the bottom of my heart.

More and more people are joining the dance procession. They circled around the inexplicable zombie cow in the square, jumping and spinning in circles, cheering and cheering.

The poor cow was almost dizzy.

The prototype of Yu Yan, who was soaked in rain, looked at Carter.

Carter is quickly directing the people to harvest the crops and store the rainwater.

"Alright, alright." Yu Yan took Carter's hand and pulled him out of his work.

"But!"

"Now, you should enjoy life first, shouldn't you?"

Carter was speechless.

He looked at the prototype of Yu Yan.

Wet hair glistening with water, lying over his face and licking the side of his neck. Raindrops dripped from her eyelashes to the corners of her mouth, slid down Runyuan's lips and across her neck, lingering on the curve of her collarbone, trembling and reluctant to continue downward, until they flowed between the twin peaks and merged into a valley.

"What's wrong?" Yu Yan found that Carter was staring at her in a daze, felt some heat on her face, turned her head slightly sideways, and asked.

From the side, her eyelashes were covered with raindrops, and every blink was like nectar, dripping down Carter's heart.

Carter couldn't help but swallow his saliva. A long-lost vicissitudes of life quietly reborn.

Yu Yan's prototype is really a little shy.

"Really, come on..."

Others also said that they don't have to worry, they will take care of everything, so relax.

Carter rubbed his brow and walked into the depths of the group.

The atmosphere was really powerful, and they jumped along with it. Unlike Liliana, who has formally studied dance, and unlike the traveler Wang who is naturally debauched, the dance of Yu Yan's prototype and Carter is both stiff and restrained. Looking at each other, they both laughed.

Holding Carter's neck, the tips of his noses almost together, almost all of his body pressed against his body, writhing.

The clothes clinged to the body, outlining the impulsive curves of Yu Yan's prototype.

A kiss, the two hugged each other tightly, greedy for each other's body temperature.

Carter whispered, "Rain... Not bad either. ”

The revelry continued until the evening until the rain stopped.

This rain is very thorough.

The sun is setting, and the night is falling.

A huge bonfire rises, all the characters are in line, and the revelry continues.

"Harvest Sacrifice! Open! Begin! Hoo! ”

A deafening cheer resounded through the clouds.

In the open space outside the village, huge wooden cages were stacked and a fire was lit into the sky. People danced in circles around the bonfire. On the outside of the dance team is a circle of swimming pools, and makeshift trenches are filled with water, crowding swimmers like dumplings. The people on the outer floor sat on the floor, eating, drinking, talking and laughing. There were the immigrants, the pirates, the Solomon Company, the Sand King, and a few sandmen.

As mentioned earlier, the emigration group worships the Sand King very much for some reason.

The Sand King sat in the most deserted distance. He sat in a metal chair with his elbows on his knees and cheeks propped up, watching the laughing people.

No. 2 and No. 8 were silently guarding his sides, but No. 9 was already jumping around like a little bird, and he couldn't be excited.

"Go ahead."

"Lord Shesha!"

A somersault more than ten meters high, No. 9 fell onto the dance floor, indulging his body and twisting his body. That's a little sexy.

"You can go too."

Shake one’s head.

Number 2 said, "Pointless behavior. It's a waste of time and effort. ”

No. 8 stared at No. 9 for a long time before saying, "No. 9 she... I seem to have a lot of fun... I don't understand and I don't want to understand. ”

The Sand King sighed. He waved his hand: "Go and relax yourself, this is the order." ”

The two women saluted.

Number 2 quietly joins a group of gambling and drinking, while Number 8 jumps on the dance floor and tries to dance with Number 9.

She couldn't laugh, and she didn't know why everyone was so happy, dancing her arms in a similar way, looking extremely lonely in the carnival team.

The sand king stared at the two sand men, and there was an inexplicable feeling in his heart, shallow, stinging.

Suddenly, in the crowd, the figure of Yu Yan's prototype appeared. She came straight to the Sand King.

As graceful as a swan.

She held out a hand.

The Sand King handed out a bottle.

She drank the blood and left the bottle behind her.

"The great Sand King, I didn't come at noon, and I thought you wouldn't be here today." Yu Yan's archetypal eyes flickered with light, her cheeks were crimson, but her tone was as cold as the bottom of a lake.

"How is that possible?"

"So..."

Yu Yan's prototype shook her long hair and was about to leave, but was grabbed by the wrist of the sand king.

"Yu Yan prototype, I want to ask you something. What's the difference between me and Carter? ”

"What?" Yu Yan looked at the Sand King in surprise, and when she spoke, she was serious, "You guys, what's the same?" ”

"We are all willing to protect you."

"Lord Sand King... So far, what do you mean by that? I don't understand and don't want to. I'm happy now, I've lived hundreds of years, I've never been happier so far. There is a normal man who is willing to sacrifice his life to protect me, love me, and care about me. ”

"Normal...?"

Yu Yan smiled bitterly, looked at the sky and said, "Maybe it's fate... In my life, all the love I received came from an abnormal person. Some people envy the extraordinary and can't reach it, while others yearn for the ordinary and can't ask for it. ”

"How can anyone yearn for the ordinary."

"Me. Like me, like me in front of you. I wish there was a man who loved me well. He doesn't need to be a hegemon, he doesn't need to be invincible, he doesn't need to be rich, he doesn't even need to be handsome. I just want a warm and indisputable home, a place to be. Is this excessive? ”

The Sand King was silent.

The Sand King stood up and took Yu Yan's prototype's hand.

"I love you."

Syllable. Shaking off his hand, Yu Yan said coldly: "I also have some faint feelings. At first, I thought it was love, no matter how perverted, deformed, and controlling it was, you still cared about me. But now I understand that your feelings for me are not love. The way you look at me is..."

As she spoke, Yu Yan's prototype was dumbfounded.

After a long time, he continued: "... My first man, who saw me as a toy, was a slave then. My second man, who saw me as a cash cow, was a clone at the time. And in your eyes... I'm not a woman, I'm not a prisoner of war, I'm not even a slave, I'm just..."

Shake your head away.

“… The way you look at me doesn't even look like you're looking at a living person..."

With that, he left, disappearing into the crowd.