And go upstairs to see the martial arts (11)

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Flags float in the wind, like colorful liquid wine glasses colliding with each other under the lights.

Still standing at the top, overlooking the bustling crowd under its banner, Yuanxi climbed on this high platform, as if he dominated everything.

A few familiar figures wandered downstairs, and she seemed to be able to smell the scent. Yuan Han and I are both people she knows very well.

Actually, I'm not 100% sure that she will care about me, maybe because she is afraid, I am afraid that she doesn't care about me at all, doesn't remember me at all, and like me, as time goes by, she will forget many, many things of the 21st century, leaving only fragments that are fragmented and cannot be spliced back together.

"Is that Yuanxi?"

Yuan Han asked suddenly, and I gave her an affirmative answer.

It is said that choice is always more important than hard work, and Yuanxi gave me such a positive teaching material. I have to say that her attitude towards life is much more resolute than Mengli. How many times have I thought that she came with a mission, like a character who wants to complete some kind of monster fighting.

"Hello everyone, warriors, it's an honor to stand and go upstairs, on the top of Moshan, between the martial arts, to talk to everyone."

She was on top of the tower, greeting and greeting the people in the rivers and lakes.

Maybe the so-called chivalrous man she knows can't even make up the ten fingers of her left hand, and similarly, the people who know her can't make up the ten fingers of her right hand.

But she still stood at the top, as if she had experienced a hundred battles.

"Far Tide."

Yuan Han walked into her, Yuan Han is always like this, looking harmless to humans and animals, which makes people feel distressed, but it is not easy to trust.

Yuanxi turned to see her, full of pride and disdain.

"What's the matter? If there is nothing to do, go down the mountain. ”

"Tournament."

After hitting the wall again and again, Yuan Han's patience is gone, she knows that talking to her sister is nothing more than a hot face and a cold ass, if she accommodates again and again, it will be too aggrieved.

"Okay, let's compare."

Without compunction? Yuan Han didn't give up, her hostility towards her sister gradually rose, accumulated for many years, and finally broke out.

"What about you? How's your practice? Is it possible to receive a battle book? ”

"War letters? You can tell. Just your three-legged cat kung fu in the green building? Write a war letter to me? Isn't it a bit of an insult and upstairs name. ”

"What do you say? Have you ever wondered what if you were the one who was sold? ”

Yuanhan's voice was raised, and the back mountain was quiet, and there were echoes.

She stood still, silent.

We witnessed the process of this sisterhood, as if we were watching a wonderful play, tacitly playing the role of spectators.

There was a string in the air that was broken, and it was cut by the cold and the tide. Bang! It is the sound of a precious thing shattering.

The friendship was torn apart in the wind that went upstairs, leaving no room for each other, Yuanxi said that she looked down on prostitutes, and Yuanhan said that she despised sending people under the fence and stepping on other people's heads.

"So, shall we go back?"

"Where to go? It's here, the competition! ”

Yuan Han insisted on staying, but we all know that time is running out, and if we stay for a long time, we will definitely find out over there.

I wanted to persuade her, but I bumped into her anger. Yin Yancheng said that this is the difficulty of women, let me adapt more.

"Hey, if Sister Mu'er is angry, what will you do?"

"She's never angry."

"Huh?"

"This is my ability, you look at you, you don't have any ability, you revolve around women every day, and you still don't understand."

Yes? Woman.