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The breeze is blowing, majestic, and the mind is not chaotic!

The willows are pine and swaying with the wind. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is like a beautiful girl dancing, swaying and colorful.

Among the thousands of flowers, butterflies are light, shuttling between the flowers, fluttering and vibrant. The beauty of an instant, just for this moment of prosperity, for a lifetime, beauty remains in the world. It's short, but it's not a pity!

After picking a hundred flowers into honey, for whom to work hard and for whom to be busy? Bees flying, busy all their lives, in the twilight of spring, is it so gorgeous, after the splendor, is there no regrets? No desire, no demand, just busy for the sake of busy. Pure hope, there is a spirit, just for the survival of the moment!

The courtyard is a little deep. The willows and pines are a sea, the insects are singing, a small attic is submerged in the petals, and the call of the wind is listened to in silence.

There are swallows circling the eaves between the roofs, the swallows in front of Wang Xie Tang in the past, today it is not that they have flown to this courtyard? A touch of sunshine, full of petals, birds chirping, and the attic is extraordinarily quiet.

The snow-white beaded curtain wrapped around it, swept it away, and lowered it again, so that this small world was far away from the red dust. The faint fragrance in the attic looks so chic and inviting among the flowers. Is this heaven?

In the attic, a soft collapse is horizontal, and a faint white cloud is suspended around, like a deep heavenly palace. Not visible to the world!

At this time, two figures sat silently on the soft collapse, as if time had passed through the endless years under their gaze. In the haze, you can faintly see that there is a man and a woman inside. The figure is blurred, but the two pairs of eyes are so bright and dazzling.

Gradually, the two figures slowly hugged each other, faintly, as if they could see the corners of their mouths squirming gently, as if they were whispering, and as if they were talking to each other!

With this heart and a bright moon, who do you complain to?

Time was slowly passing, and gradually, the two figures were entangled with each other and lay down on the soft bed, and the sound of "Suosuo" sounded softly. Everything is so natural and innocent.

The sunlight outside the attic seemed to see something that should not be seen, and a thick white cloud flashed away, blocking the peeping rays of sunlight. In the wind and snow, keep that little bit of beautiful secret.

The bed is surging in a knotted way, and the clouds and mist are rising and falling in the swirling, like waves, and they are gentle in the violent......

"Boom ......"

Heaven and earth are unpredictable, and the white clouds that were still thick just now have turned into dark clouds in an instant. Overwhelming the vastness and sweeping the world.

A great thunderclap shook the sky. The wind came in an instant, and it raged in an instant. Countless flowers withered in an instant, and the butterflies and bees shuttling among the flowers were like a wave in this unpredictable world, losing their original short life.

The wind was howling, the rain was pouring down, and the small attic was like a lonely boat in the sea, as if it was about to sink into the depths of the sea at any moment.

"Boom ......"

With a thunderclap, ten thousand bolts of lightning pierced the void and poured down with the momentum of destroying all things, and the small attic was instantly submerged by the sea of electricity......

"How is that possible? He wasn't lost?"

"We've all lost our eyes, this boy is not simple"

"The City of Escape must not be allowed to reappear in the world. Old Taoist, don't you remember the suffering of weak water?" Outside the small pavilion, Mei Niang's face covered with thick powder became more and more pale and a little infiltrating. But the handkerchief was destroyed, but Wang Meng, who looked at the statue on his shoulder, didn't dare to move half a step.

Lao Dao is face was also a little ugly, hesitated for a while, and said, "The holy woman is beyond the world, depending on the situation, I am afraid that this son will also be lost, it is no big problem." It's just that how to reset the statue is a trouble......"

Wu finally forcibly closed it with a fat mouth big enough to swallow two eggs, but he could feel the twitching fat face deformed from the twitching. At this time, the useless wiped the sweat oozing from his forehead, and said, "Be obedient in the middle of winter, can I, a useless person......, change the heavens and the earth?

"Click, click......"

Wu lost his mind again with that fat mouth, and this time his eyes were as wide as two eggs.

In the chatter of the three people, the statue that Wang Meng carried on his shoulders cracked in the naked eye of the three people, and then fell off layer by layer, showing signs of breaking at any time.

"Ah......h

Wang Meng roared suddenly, threw out the long sword in his hand, and hugged the broken statue tightly with both arms. It's a pity that the broken ones will eventually leave.

"Wow"

The broken sound was so slight, but it became a thunderbolt in the ears of the three people outside the pavilion. The three of them were almost shocked. And Wang Meng in the small pavilion seemed to be completely stunned at this moment, with his arms around him, but there was nothing. There was a hint of sadness, anger and helplessness in his eyes.

"It's not good, you can't let him go, seal him"

Wu Yong finally shouted out a complete sentence, and the fat figure also became vigorous at this moment, turning into a streamer path and running towards the pavilion, and there was an extra white light like a transparent fishing net in his hand at this moment.

Mei Niang's "graceful" body had also flown out at the moment Wu Yong moved, but what she was holding in her hand was a strange blade that was as thin as an embroidery needle.

The old Taoist priest didn't move, but a strange thing flew out of his hand.

In the blink of an eye, the objects in the hands of the old Taoist priest came first, enveloping Wang Meng first, and then Wu covered it with a transparent fishing net. And Mei Niang's needle-thin blade shuttled back and forth on Wang Meng's body in an instant, and the speed was so fast that people were dizzy.

It all happened in the light of light, and when the three of them returned to the pavilion after all this, they looked at each other and noticed the horror in each other's eyes.

"Old Taoist, does your skin work?" Wu Yong asked a little weakly.

"Rest assured, this thing is obtained from weak water, and it is designed to prevent accidents here and deter ......"

"Knock Knock ......"

Wang Meng, who had turned into a statue, suddenly moved, his body was mechanical, he bent down to pick up the long sword in his hand, and stepped out of the small pavilion step by step. The eyes are not visible, but there is an illusion that makes the three people outside the pavilion tremble.

"The breeze is blowing, majestic, and the mind is not chaotic. Acacia Yizi, is it really you, can you come back? out of nothing...... Wang Meng muttered, waving the long sword in his hand, piercing the vastness.

In the sky above the dilapidated town, in the season of late spring, when all things grow, there was a sudden breath of destruction and withering, and then dark clouds rolled, crushing the sky and covering the earth, and the creatures of heaven and earth seemed to tremble under this depression.

"Boom ......"

The thunder that resounded through the world broke the dead silence of the endless years in the small town. Whether it will awaken the vitality of the past, or destroy the helpless decadence of this place, it is unknown.

After the thunder, more than 10,000 bolts of lightning poured down with Wang Meng's long sword, condensing into a huge pillar of light that went straight to the vast expanse on Wang Meng's long sword, bursting out with the power to destroy the sky.

Under this pillar of light, heaven and earth will return to chaos, and living beings will not enter reincarnation!

Wu Yong's face was miserable, and Mei Niang's rich fat powder face appeared a layer of black. Can fear darken a person's face?

At the top of the pillar of light, above the infinite dark clouds, in the ethereal void, there was a hazy figure, silently looking at this side of the world with a pair of deep eyes. Faintly, it seems to hold a snow-white chess piece in his hand......

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