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(I would like to dedicate this chapter to the brothers who are single before and after Double 11, and the next chapter is dedicated to the sisters.) Pen fun Pavilion www.biquge.info haha...... ）

The day does not understand the loneliness of the night. Night, how to stand the heat of the day. Poor people are obsessed, and I don't want to wake up, so what?—so to speak

The years are like knives and dreams, cutting away the endless sorrow of lovesickness. Heaven and earth are all ink for painting, why not go with the flow of water? miss lovesickness, but lovesickness, the road is inexhaustible, the red dust rolls, and the beauty lingers in the heart......

"Jingle ......"

The crisp bell sounded in the pitch-black long street, and the clear and pleasant sound seemed to be a thunder that sounded in the dead night sky, instantly breaking the long street.

Wang Meng's mind was shocked, sweat fell from his forehead, and the severe pain and the inexplicable fear in his heart made him sober for a moment. The long sword had already cut deep blood marks on the neck, and the blood dripped down the tip of the sword, staining the snow-white placket red.

The crisp sound of "Jingle ......" came from far and near, faintly, and there was a snow-white shadow in the night, accompanied by an inexplicable peaceful atmosphere, which was incompatible with the dark night street.

The whirlpool was still there, and the long knife hung overhead. Is that what it feels like to have your life hanging by a thread?

Wang Meng felt that the whole person was not good, and the previous guess was illusory, but the long sword wiped his neck for a moment, and he felt that he was real, and the long sword was real. If this place is his own speculation in an instant, it is illusory! Why after the suicide attempt, the two long knives are still suspended above the head, and the whirlpool darker than the darkness is still suspended above the head, faintly, the palpitating beast inside is hungry, waiting to devour the breath of flesh and blood still exists. The only thing that made Wang Meng feel a little relieved was that the two long knives had not been cut off......

What exactly is all this?

Wang Meng was inexplicably panicked in his heart, and the long sword stabbed into nothingness, as if piercing into a whirlpool, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the figure in the depths of the darkness, far away.

"The years are like knives and dreams, cutting away the lovesickness and endless sorrow. Heaven and earth are all ink for painting, why not go with the flow ......of water?

The poignant singing with a little vicissitudes of life came slowly, accompanied by the mellow ringtone, which made people's hearts intoxicated in an instant, intoxicated with a faint sadness.

Wang Meng also forgot about the danger he was in in an instant, and wanted to see who the infatuated and romantic characters came from the original way.

The change came suddenly, and the woman in black couldn't help frowning, but a strange smile appeared in the corner of her eyes, and her charming eyes swirled on the young man at the door. On the other hand, the young man's face became extremely ugly at this time, and his handsome appearance was like two people.

"You really don't know me?" the coquettish voice suddenly sounded in Wang Meng's ears.

At the moment when Wang Meng lost his mind, the woman in black appeared in front of him silently, bursts of fragrance soaked into her nose, a delicate pretty face was in front of her eyes, and her smart eyes looked at her mischievously.

How weird and weird the scene is at this time. If in normal times, Wang Meng coincided with a young man's blood and strength, and he would definitely be shaken, but now, the long knife on his head is suspended, and there are strange and unpredictable things everywhere, and he can't tell whether he is dreaming or waking, is it really a dream to marry a daughter-in-law now?

"Hey, all men in the world are affectionate. They'll not know each other for a moment?" A strange voice sounded in his ears.

Wang Meng glanced at the woman in front of him carefully, couldn't help but shiver all over, stumbled, and almost fell to the ground.

"Giggles", a crisp smile sounded in the woman's mouth, but Wang Meng's mind was filled with thousands of voices. The face of the woman in front of her is delicate and delicate, and it is definitely a rare beautiful woman.

But, but, but this woman was like a monster in Wang Meng's eyes. didn't become a monster, but became countless people, countless girls that Wang Meng knew.

In a trance, this woman was Ling'er, a group of senior sisters and sisters in the Enlightenment Academy, and Xiaofei, who had just met. Wang Meng has seen these people, but what about Senior Sister Hanyan? It seems that he has not seen them, but the woman in front of him seems to be Senior Sister Hanyan, and there is another woman......

Wang Meng stepped back, and the two men in black seemed to recognize Wang Meng, and they really did not give up, and the long knife with the whirlpool was still suspended above his head, but he didn't cut it down. Wang Meng's heart palpitated, and he had the urge to scold his mother (are you playing with me?), and he woke up from the dream, which seemed to be tormented.

"The day does not understand the loneliness of the night. Night, how to stand the heat of the day. Poor people are obsessed, and I don't want to wake up, so what can I do?"

The lonely voice came out slowly, and in the night, in the faint candlelight, Wang Meng finally saw this outspoken person clearly.

However, Wang Meng's eyeballs fell to the ground in an instant. Listening to his words, it was a suave amorous talent. I don't know if this person in front of me is romantic or not, and he definitely can't touch the edge.

It was a donkey dressed in white, with a small bell tied to its neck. Listening to his words and watching his actions from a distance, it is definitely out of the dust.

But this person's appearance can only be described in one word - ugly. Ugly can't be described in words.

This person didn't recognize life, rode a donkey leisurely, came to the front, suddenly turned his head and smiled at Wang Meng, Wang Meng felt a chill in his heart, and quickly turned his head and didn't dare to look directly.

Wang Meng thinks that his personality goes with the flow, and he has a bit of a taste of birth without repairing the film. In other words, it's sloppy. But compared to this person, it's a bit of a trivial. In a hurry, Wang Meng had already seen the approximation: this person's teeth were uneven, and there were all kinds of vegetable leaves in it, and the shredded meat was piled up, which was clearly visible. What's more, Wang Meng even saw insects kneading slightly in the pile of rotten vegetables and shredded meat. It's hard to imagine how he could have spoken with such a mouthful of stuff.

"Ninety-nine is a game of chess, this little friend is not a son, why should you be strong?" the person suddenly chuckled.

The young man glanced at Wang Meng, a trace of glint flashed in his eyes, he stretched out his hand, and the candlelight path that was confusing in the room flew into his hand, staring coldly at the comer, as if it was a sword that was about to be unsheathed, with endless hatred in the slaughter.

"At that glance, you can recognize the concubine, at that moment, what is the pity of you. Why are you so suffering?" suddenly the woman in black changed her tone and became extremely sad. A pair of eyes looked at the two of them, and there were tears surging in the corners of their eyes.

The person was stunned, his eyes suddenly became gentle, and he said softly, "In a dream of lovesickness, you are mine, and no one can take it away."

The young man snorted coldly, stepped out, and a flame flew out of the bright lamp in his hand, which suddenly bloomed in the air, forming a dazzling white lotus, and the long street that was extremely black suddenly brightened, as if it was day.

"The unscrupulous real body is not as good as the vulgar, and there is a good show to watch today. Hehe, I don't know who can break this coincidence?" The woman seemed to be a different person again, standing beside Wang Meng and said coquettishly.

Wang Meng was startled, suddenly thought of the Dreamless Palace, and asked in surprise, "Which of them is unscrupulous?"

"What do you think?" the woman grinned, but a pair of slender jade hands grabbed Wang Meng's wrist and brought it to her mouth.

Wang Meng was shocked and shook his hand suddenly, but he did not break free.

The woman said coquettishly, "What are you afraid of, I don't drink the blood of the living......"

"Who are you?" Wang Meng suddenly felt that his brain could no longer keep up with the changes here.

"Thinking of Acacia, you don't have a lovesick person, how can you understand Acacia?" The donkey rider glanced at Wang Meng, and suddenly pressed his hands in the void, and a black gas rushed into the air, like a dark cloud covering the blooming lotus flower......