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I don't care if the sky is white or black, and I can't tell whether the house has a roof or not, and I can't tell. Like layers of black curtains, Mu Ziyun lazily peeled them off, and there was a dazzling light outside.

Suddenly, he walked out of the mountain hall, and he was wearing only a thin layer of clothing. A few disciples greeted him, said something they were tired of hearing, and brought something they were tired of eating. I was too lazy to care, too lazy to eat, and walked lazily on the road.

Liu Xiaoxiao greeted her, her belly was big again, and her face was shy when she looked at Mu Ziyun. Mu Ziyun usually turned his head, kissed her lips, touched her buttocks, didn't stop, and walked straight away.

Four or five female disciples came over, mostly Fa disciples, and they had a delicious breakfast in their hands. Mu Ziyun lazily stripped off his clothes, and some electricity suddenly gushed out from his fingers, and the girls' clothes were shattered, but no one leaked a strange expression, everyone was used to it.

A woman bent over, with a bare buttocks, and a plate of cold meat on her back, Mu Ziyun stood behind her and smashed Huanglong with a spear, eating meat while listening to the girl's singing. But Mu Ziyun's face was still listless, it seemed that these were the rules of ordinary life.

After eating, I was tired, and finally exhaled comfortably. patted the white buttocks in front of him, Mu Ziyun withdrew his gun and left, and he didn't wear clothes anymore, and the disciples and elders he met next were almost as if they were not wearing clothes, Mu Ziyun finally felt that this was inappropriate, and after a while, the people he met again were dressed properly, but he was still naked.

He laughed mockingly, smiling across his arms.

Walked into the main hall of the underground gate, and it was quiet, and there was a bed on it, and on the bed lay the unconscious Huzi, who suffered a catastrophe the last time he went out, and had not woken up for a long time. Feng Jing stood by the bed with a sad face, looked up and saw Mu Ziyun, and immediately put on a warm image of a good wife and mother, without saying a word, the two rolled together, good crazy, good happy, the bed was so big, so big that they couldn't touch the unconscious person no matter how they rolled, and they couldn't roll to the edge of the bed.

After the joy was over, Feng Jing sat on the edge of the bed, turned her back to the man on the bed, looked at Mu Ziyun with tender eyes, and told her like a sister: "Don't be tired by the affairs of the sect, rest more." ”

Mu Ziyun snorted, turned around and walked out of the hall, and when he arrived at the palace gate, Feng Jing suddenly called him, Mu Ziyun turned his head, only to see Feng Jing bow his head and say, "Husband..... You walk slowly. ”

Mu Ziyun hummed again and finally walked out the door.

There was no one in the arena, but I didn't know where it was noisy and upset.

Came to the Famen Palace, where did it still look like the Famen Hall in the past, it was much dilapidated, and there were fewer people coming in and out, Mu Ziyun stood outside for a while, but still didn't decide to go in, turned around and left.

Returning to the Shantai Palace, Mu Ziyun saw many black curtains again, like closing his eyes before falling asleep, which were just some illusions that covered his vision. There were many people running around, Pan Xiaowen hugged her and asked for joy, and the children ran over to call Daddy, he didn't stop, and walked in without looking back, and in the deepest part, there was a woman sitting there waiting. Mu Ziyun saw Wan Min and finally grinned, he ran over and pounced on her, crazy to the point of darkness.

At the end, Mu Ziyun hugged Wan Min tightly, and he caressed and kissed every inch of her skin, every corner. Wan Min grabbed his hand and put it on his belly, and said, "Dead wood, stinky wood, you see, pregnant again!" ”

Mu Ziyun was stunned for a moment, his head buzzed a few times, then he showed a smile, lowered his head, and kissed carefully on the white belly, and finally, he raised his head and said, "It's a girl." ”

"Hmm" Wan Min didn't ask why, she wasn't so shy anymore, but she still blushed.

"Just call her.... Wind .." Mu Ziyun opened his mouth and never continued, but fortunately, Wanmin didn't ask much as if she hadn't heard.

Is it dark or white, white, lo and behold, outside the gate, it's pitch black.

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Mu Ziyun walked out of his home and stood on the steps of the mountain hall, he was dressed.

The Shantai Hall has a new look, and it is no longer called the Shantai Palace, but has been renamed the Imperial Palace. Yes, Huzhou has changed, Wan Min and Pan Xiaowen finally led the sect to join Qingshan Peak, and the major sect forces were finally subdued by Qingshan Peak one by one, there was no war, but the victory or defeat was already clear.

Mu Ziyun walked into the Imperial Palace, which was a throne. Why are there no words to describe it? Because Mu Ziyun felt that it must be the best seat, and the appearance must be difficult to imagine, so it may be just a chair, or it may be a piece of gold. It doesn't matter, what does it matter?

Liu Xiaoxiao led a group of disciples to pass by with his bare buttocks, and the disciples hurriedly paid homage, while Liu Xiaoxiao greeted him with peach blossoms on his face. Mu Ziyun was too lazy to talk to her, but he still touched her body like a reward.

The black eagle that flew over only a dozen zhang long flew in the sky, like a monster, only to find that the imperial palace has no roof, a few cows jumped down from the beams, the black cloth is very strong in the winter, a few peasants look like people actually sow seeds behind the cows, take a closer look, there is "a line" of soil in the imperial palace, it is full of crops, look along the crops, it is the blue sky, the broad earth. But when you look away, this is still the imperial palace, and the cows, the peasants, and the soil of the crops have disappeared, and only a few cows can be heard outside the gate.

Mu Ziyun was a little tired, shrugged his shoulders, and immediately someone came up to pinch his shoulders, Mu Ziyun looked back, it turned out to be the girl who used to follow Wan Min, but the girl was still fourteen or fifteen years old, as if she had never grown, and the girl, also with a bare buttocks, still had a big white belly, and looked at Mu Ziyun with a shy face.

Mu Ziyun may have been interested, turned around and hugged her, the girl was petite, but her belly was too big, and her legs could only barely cross her waist, Mu Ziyun walked like this, while **. When he walked to the throne, he stopped working hard, and after both of them were comfortable, he put down the girl and sat on the throne, the girl collapsed on the ground, ignoring herself, turned around and came over, and cleaned up Mu Ziyun's body.

Mu Ziyun sat lazily on the throne, enjoying the service, looking up to see the colorful clouds in the sky, looking down to see the dirt road of the carriage, the mossy steps, and countless coquettish "white jade". He let out a long sigh of relief and patted the head of the girl under him, who licked her lips in recognition and got up and walked away. After being silent for a while, Mu Ziyun moved his body and changed into a comfortable position, and many blushing and big-bellied women immediately appeared in front of him, and they rushed to kneel over, lie down, and serve their husbands and men.

Mu Ziyun closed his eyes and enjoyed it, it was so comfortable, and he felt so tired, how the sun in the sky was so dazzling, it was really annoying, and then he heard the thunder, as if it was going to rain, but after the thunder, it was snowflakes that came down, but after a closer look, it was a long kite (flower), Mu Ziyun was suddenly startled, his voice was a little trembling, and he hurriedly shouted: "Minmin!" Where's Minmin! ”

The women all bowed their heads and flushed, but no one answered.

Mu Ziyun's heart was trembling, and he angrily kicked away the woman lying under him, shouting, "Minmin! Minmin! ”

It's like in a dream, he longs for someone to appear, but he can't always achieve it. But he hadn't dreamed for a long time, how long? I can't remember exactly, but Min Min finally appeared. She stood in the center of the main hall, dressed in a strong suit, with her hair tied and a sword in her hand, looking at Mu Ziyun with a radiant and heroic look.

"It's not. It's not..."Mu Ziyun kept muttering in his mouth, his eyes kept wandering around the person, his heart was trembling, as if he was struggling before the rainstorm, finally, when the shadow of the person in the center was blurred, it still showed its original form, Mu Ziyun knew, it turned out that it was Wan Min's newly learned illusion, and he transformed himself into his former appearance, and now standing there was a beautiful and blushing woman wearing a wide fat robe, her belly bulging, and her eyes were affectionate.

Mu Ziyun stumbled over, grabbing Wanmin's arm, as if grasping the whole world, as if grasping his own fate, as if grasping his thumping heart. He sat on the throne with Wanmin in his arms, didn't care about anything, rudely ripped off Wanmin's clothes, he kissed her face, stroked her breasts, stroked her belly, stroked, her plump and round ass. He abandoned both hands this time and gave them to Wanmin, so that he would hold her forever and lock her in his arms forever.

The kneeling women, with big bellies, all with longing, seemed to beg for Mu Ziyun's luck, but unfortunately Mu Ziyun's eyes only pretended to be the next person, Pan Xiaowen came, Mu Ziyun hastily touched her chest, Feng Jing came, Mu Ziyun turned his head, kissed her lips heavily, touched her buttocks, Liu Xiaoxiao came, he just rubbed her soft places with his feet, in short, he had no hands, and now they were given to Wanmin, he hugged him very tightly, and even carried a gun in, so that he and her could not be separated.

Wan Min faced Mu Ziyun and sat in his arms, with the movements of the two, her face became more and more blushing, touching her white belly, she replied shyly: "Dead wood, stinky wood, pregnant again!" ”

"It's a girl!" Mu Ziyun said, "Calling the wind....", but he still stopped and didn't finish speaking.

As a result, Wan Min's hand suddenly pulled a little girl from elsewhere, only one or two years old, just learned to walk, Wan Min smiled and hammered Mu Ziyun's chest, and said, "Husband, you are confused, this is already called a kite." ”

Mu Ziyun was stunned, his head buzzed a few times, and then a few times, and then, a few more buzzes. The two of them sat together so closely and seamlessly, the hall was so quiet, this was still the appearance of the mountain hall, they were still sitting on the mat, and the small round table in front of them was still there. Mu Ziyun shuddered, it turned out to be winter, and it was snowing outside, he hugged Wanmin, hugged Wanmin tightly, and really wanted to sneak her flesh into his body. There is a stream flowing around him, magpies flying overhead, geese flying south, knowing that they are chirping, so quiet, the whole world is here, he is alone, no, no, he is still holding Wanmin, hugging Wanmin tightly.

(Nan Jue's words: Written here, to be honest, Nan Jue's mood is not very good, there are many people who don't understand what kind of situation it will be like to be trapped in their own fantasies, Nan Jue is a person trapped in fantasy, of course, not so exaggerated, but really just like the text described, confused, happy but unspeakable pain, a person is the whole world, the whole world is a person, and then we often try to make ourselves believe that this is all true, so we will make up a fiction that we can't doubt, The character who can't help but believe it, let him tell himself, this, it's really true, and it's really all fake, when we can't tell the difference, there is depression or split personality, but most people can tell it clearly, and Nan Jue can also tell it, but for Mu Ziyun, he is very happy, and he is really miserable, from the beginning, it was like this.

Alas, some people may think that these chapters are very messy, the world chapter of the freewheeling world is not over yet, but it should be over tomorrow, if anyone sees this passage, or has questions about these chapters, then please tell me, I will write a few paragraphs to solve the doubts, because Nanjue can be said to be full of details in the freewheeling world chapter, and many Mu Ziyun's state of mind, or the truth, have actually been expressed, of course, we all know that this is false, But the story is more of a reflection of Mu Ziyun and the deeper things of this world, for example, Feng Jing's problem, Nan Jue actually missed a storyline, that is, some Feng Jing, Mu Ziyun, Du Hu, some people will think, wow, why did Feng Jing suddenly become a negative image, in fact, there is a process, and the published articles probably show this process, but some people will think that it is still too abrupt, that is, you have not yet understood the content and meaning of the freewheeling world, if you think carefully, We will definitely be able to find out the clues and the reasons for their changes.

How to say it, the mood is not very good, Nanjue is actually in the past two days because of other things, really not smooth, very sad and tired, fortunately I can be in this state to allow myself to describe Mu Ziyun's state very well, this is also a blessing in disguise, it may be a bit far-fetched Hahe, hehe, then, Nanjue finally wants to say, if this book really has readers, and you really see it, please tell me, are you interested in learning the true origin of the country of ghosts, that is, Nanjue's new book "Mountain Ghosts: Nine Songs", Because immediately after that, it's like exposing the secrets of the country of ghosts, but a lot of things can't be said too thoroughly in "Yin Yang Stone", Nanjue wants to create "Mountain Ghost Nine Songs" into a high-quality book, it's very tangled, because I don't know if anyone wants to read it, if you see it, please let me hear your voice, thank you, thank you)