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Dawn, before and after dawn.

The night gradually faded, the light gradually reborn, the earth gradually became extremely bright and fresh, and all things gradually awakened, and gradually became full of vitality and vitality.

The ethereal clouds and mist, fluttering and swaying in the forest, do not know where to drift or where they come from, mysterious and strange drifting, tireless drifting, as if it is the night of the earth, the residual feelings, afterthoughts, and unwillingness.

There was no trace of vitality and vitality of the dead leaves dancing and falling in the morning breeze, and they turned their heads softly on the earth, which was indescribably extremely joyful and cheerful.

Yang Qing blew out the oil lamp, grabbed the cloak and followed out.

The morning breeze is gusting, the leaves are falling, the clouds are fluttering, and the chill is forested.

Yang Qing trembled slightly.

There were blood stains scattered on the ground, thighs, arms, ears、......, and the extremely dignified and neat ink treasures on the walls were vaguely moving, bright and flexible, as if they had been cursed and blessed by the demons in hell.

"At the beginning of man, his nature is good." These bloody Mobao didn't finish writing, the blood red was lying below, the dead flesh and motionless blood flowers, holding their thighs and staring at those words stupidly and stupidly, a few words that were not finished.

Although his whole body was bloodstained, there was a bloody hole in his chest, and his thigh was broken,......。 But his eyes were extremely excited, extremely excited, extremely joyful, extremely joyful, and even the corners of his mouth still had a trace of a smile, a trace of sweet, cheerful smile.

The morning wind gusted, and mysterious and strange clouds fluttered and swayed.

......。

Yang Qing glanced at it and retracted his gaze, unwilling to look.

I really can't tell if this is the dharma field of hell? Or the execution ground of the Heavenly Palace?

She looked at the cloak softly, and gently tugged at it.

The cloak fluttered gently.

Speechless, standing upright like a stone statue, straighter than the gun in his hand, his empty eyes without a trace of emotion, staring and poking in front like a gun.

There is only a lonely grave ahead.

"The Tomb of the Nightfall Flower."

Whether she's a chivalrous warrior, a chivalrous flower, or a cold-blooded killer who kills people without blinking, none of that matters anymore, because she's become one with the earth.

The morning breeze swept up the dead leaves and fell on them layer by layer.

The chill was even stronger, and she slowly hugged his body, a calm, hard and warm body.

"Shouldn't we ......?"

Silent without life.

"It's dawn."

Silent without life.

"I'm hungry."

Speechless, already sighing.

He turned around like a stone statue, and walked forward like a stone statue.

Several of the horses still hung their heads, as if they were looking for something, and as if they had found nothing.

Yang Qing suddenly blocked him.

"You wait for me, I'll go and make it easier."

Silent and standing like a stone statue.

She walked a few steps and then came back suddenly, smiling stupidly.

"You'd better close your eyes."

Speechless, standing like a stone statue, closing his eyes.

The smile on Yang Qing's face became even stronger, and even those muscles had become indescribably excited and twitching due to excessive joy.

When she came over, she laughed and slapped her horse's ass a few times.

The horse was already neighing, and the joy in her eyes was even stronger.

When she came over, she patted Wusheng's chest with a smile, lowered her head and tried her best to control her smile, before she spoke slowly.

"I'm so happy right now."

Silent without life.

"You don't know why I'm happy."

Silent without life.

"You wouldn't have guessed, and I won't tell you."

Speechless, already sighing.

"You are now following behind your aunt, and your aunt will take you to eat fragrant food and drink spicy food."

There was no life, and the sigh was thicker.

His eyes stared and poked ahead like a gun, empty and without a trace of emotion.

The streets are full of people, shouting ripples, selling and indulging, and buying loud.

When Yang Qing arrived here, the joy in her eyes became even thicker, so thick that her body was already twitching, twitching like willow branches in a strong wind.

She suddenly reached out and took two strings of rock sugar gourds, ate them, and didn't pay.

Others stared at her coldly for a long time, and there was no smile on their faces.

Yang Qing looked at this person and threw him a ball of things with a smile.

"No need to look for it."

She laughed and hugged Wusheng, then leaned her mouth against his chest and wiped it, so that the hawthorn skin on her mouth was clean.

The smile in his eyes gradually became not only extremely excited and excited, but also extremely intense and intense, and the laughter was even worse and fiercer than that of a naughty child.

The vendor who sold the rock sugar gourd slowly opened the lump of things, and then the face suddenly became indescribably joyful and cheerful, and the muscles on his face had become indescribably twitching and twitching from excessive joy and excessive cheerfulness.

Although he opened his mouth wide and wanted to say something, he was overwhelmed and drowned by the intense, fierce joy and pleasure in his heart.

Yang Qing didn't want to look at this person anymore when she saw this person, and her eyes suddenly showed disgust, boredom, and unhappiness, and she quickly pulled Wusheng away.

Because she didn't want to hear words of gratitude, which sounded like they would give her goosebumps.

The ruddy, shiny rock sugar gourd shone slowly in the sun, and she thought of Wusheng after eating a bunch, and she sent it to Wusheng's mouth, smiling stupidly, smiling like a little fox.

"You take a bite."

Speechless, standing like a stone statue, straighter than the gun in his hand, his empty eyes without a trace of emotion, staring and poking into the distance like a gun.

"It's delicious."

Silent without life.

"You should take a bite."

Silent without life.

"Because it's really delicious."

Speechless, already sighing.

Then the stone statue walked forward, and the street was still in front of it, and there was still a surge of people, shouting ripples, selling and indulging, and buying loud voices.

He stopped when he walked to a clothing store, and Yang Qing suddenly stopped him and smiled coquettishly.

"Wait a minute, soon, soon."

Speechless, standing like a stone statue, the gun in his hand was straighter.

Maybe people with money don't necessarily enjoy it, but people who have money and are very knowledgeable about spending money are different.

She came out completely changed, and she became almost inhuman.

It's all hairy, it's just hairy.

She was already laughing, laughing and spinning in circles, like a naughty boy who had received New Year's money.

Speechless, he stood like a stone statue, straighter than the gun in his hand.

Maybe there are many problems with rich people, and the richer people are, the more problems there are, especially the problems of people who suddenly become rich may be simply incomprehensible and unbelievable.

The table was not very large, ten feet wide and ten feet long.

It was filled with all kinds of dishes, all kinds of wine.

Meat, vegetarian, fried, steamed, boiled, fried, roasted, boiled, boiled, boiled, flying in the sky, crawling underground, swimming in the water...... only you can't think of, there is nothing you can't find here.

Moutai, Du Kang, Jiafan, Fenjiu, Burning Knife, Grape .......

Maybe it is not as delicious as the Manchu and Han banquets, but it is definitely more and more extensive than the Manchu and Han banquets.

Yang Qing snuggled in his arms, smiling stupidly.

"You're welcome, eat hard."

Silent without life.

"I said that if I bring you to eat fragrant and spicy food, you will definitely eat and drink it."

Silent without life.

"If you don't eat it, I'll be distressed."

Silent without life.

"What do you want to eat? I'll lead the way and take you to enjoy it. ”

Speechless, already sighing.

It stood like a stone statue, straighter than the gun in his hand.

There was no trace of emotion in his empty eyes, staring and poking ahead like a gun.

He walked forward, the cold wind outside the window, the chill fluttering, and the winter was shining.

The dead leaves swayed and writhed wildly when they fell off the trees, and then they fell to the ground, rolling and jumping wildly.

No cold wind, no chill.

The cold and relentless cold has been isolated outside, and the house is as warm as spring.

Wusheng gasped, suddenly collapsed, and then struggled to his feet, standing upright like a stone statue.

Yang Qing was startled and hugged him gently.

"What do you want to eat?"

Silent without life.

"Don't you think about what to eat?"

Silent without life.

"Or are you dazzled and don't know where to start?"

Silent without life.

"Why don't we start eating from the sky first, okay?"

Speechless, already gasping and sighing.

Empty eyes stared and poked out the window.

The cold wind outside the window was whistling, and the relentless, cold-blooded rolls up pieces of dead leaves and rolled and tumbled.

"You want to go outside?"

Wusheng nodded.

From ancient times to the present, especially rich people have a good problem, that is, scattered wealth, the richer they are, the more serious this problem is, especially the kind of people who are rich all of a sudden, the more crazy and violent this good problem is.

There were more than a hundred great fences, all of which were filled with a hundred taels of silver.

The super carriage, which is two feet high and one foot wide, is pulled by eighty mighty and majestic horses, walking slowly in the bitter cold.

Yang Qing held a silver ingot, looking extremely bored and disgusted, and there was no trace of joy or joy in her eyes.

But when she looked back at Wusheng, she suddenly became indescribably joyful and joyful.

"Now we have the money."

Silent without life.

"It's maddening."

Silent without life.

"When you have money, you have to learn to spend, more or less decently, don't let others say that we don't do it when we spend money, right?"

Silent without life.

"So I'm going to study it well, and I have to study it well."

Silent without life.

"Will you spend money? Is there any research on spending money? ”

Speechless, already sighing.

Yang Qing was silent.

They had nothing to say, and they did not want to say anything more.

What's the end of the words?

It's hands-on, it's copying guys, damn guys, crazy guys.

Passers-by are already going crazy, they're screaming, they're ...... crazy.

Yang Qing was already wheezing, her hands were twitching from excessive exertion, and the sweat on her forehead was dripping down.

She fell in front of the fence, and the people below were already shouting.

"I still want it, I still want ......."

She seemed to be extremely tired and weak, and when she stared at the lifeless, she became indescribably flexible and excited.

"You can be kind and come to help me, and there are many more to come."

Silent without life.

"Please, just come and help me, just a little."

Silent without life.

"This is today's task, and we'll go back to rest when we're done."

Silent without life.

Yang Qing gasped, as if she was contemplative, and as if she was extremely distressed and sad.

"Am I rich?"

Everyone's mouth was wide open, and it was as big as a scoop.

"Yes, you are the richest ,......。"

"Am I very good at spending money?"

“......。”

"Am I very researched about spending money?"

“......。”

She was so weak, she was very tired, she was very tired.

When there were still sixty or seventy full buckets in the back, the tired color of his eyes was already twitching.

The loudest voice below is a tofu seller, although he has not made much money from selling for many years, he has obtained a good voice.

"I still want ......."

Yang Qing gritted her teeth and smashed him hard.

She had noticed that her fingers were cramping, and she was so weak that she couldn't move.

"Look, my hands are cramping, and you can't come back yet."

Silent without life.

It stood like a stone statue, straighter than the gun in his hand. The empty eyes had fallen to the front.

In a pigsty ahead.

A person is lying weakly and lazily, without a trace of vitality and vitality.

Yang Qing pointed weakly to the pigsty, and the people below pulled the weak and lazy man up.

"Now that we are rich, we must do good deeds seriously and carefully."

Silent without life.