The chill between heaven and earth is even stronger.

The cold wind rolls up, and the dead leaves rise and fall, isn't his heart like this?

The gun flower was silent and did not move.

Wusheng is even more silent, and he is even more immobile.

There was a smell of withered and withered plants wafting from the distant mountains, as if there was nothing special.

Gunhua smiled, proud, happy, and comfortable smile.

Gradually, he laughed, and his face gradually became confident.

His body gradually became less stiff, and his person was less nervous.

He sniffed it, and it gradually became very fragrant, a fragrance that penetrated deep into the body and soul, and the fragrance made the body gradually soft and weak, soft and powerless to want to fall,......。

Gunflower smiled and stared at the lifeless expression.

There is no life and no expression, but he has gritted his teeth.

"Drifting to the soft flowers?"

"Yes."

There is only a voice, no one, this person seems to be in the distant sky, and it seems to be in the eyes, indescribably ethereal and hazy.

"Isn't it time for you to come out?"

"Out is not out, out is out, why do you insist on this."

"You don't want to come out and kill me?"

No one spoke, and the laughter was already floating, soft, weak, ethereal and hazy.

Standing upright like a lifeless stone statue, silent like a stone statue, gritting its teeth like a stone statue.

Then he fell, and he fell to the ground, struggling, trying to move.

Gunhua shook his head and sighed around Wusheng, nodding his head happily.

He shook his head and nodded, as if admiring Wusheng's gesture.

"How are you now?"

There was no life, and the body seemed to have become very weak.

"Are you still called the Gun God Wusheng?"

Silent without life.

Gradually, even gritting his teeth became very weak, and he didn't have any strength.

It was as if he could only wait for death and nothing else.

Gunhua looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, as if he wanted to laugh out all the joy of his body, and his tears were already laughing.

Wusheng gasped, "Why are you so happy?" ”

Gunflower lowered her head, stared at him, silent, unmoving.

The horse under the ass is already moving, it seems to have understood the master's heart, and it has been tormenting and ravaging lifeless.

Stepping on the lifeless body, stepping on it again and again, without stopping.

Wusheng gritted his teeth and gasped silently.

Struggling like a stone statue, there was no emotion in his empty eyes, not a trace of pain, not a trace of expression.

It was as if he really was God, a God who didn't know pain and sorrow.

Gunflower stared at him, smiling sweetly and enjoyably, "How are you feeling now?" ”

Speechless, gritting his teeth and gasping.

His breathing gradually became very weak, and he gradually lost any strength.

"Isn't it comfortable? It's enjoyable. ”

Speechless, he was no longer struggling, lying on the ground like a stone statue and letting the spear flower please, and the spear flower could do whatever he wanted.

"Do you want to die?"

Speechless, stone-like, eyes closed.

He didn't seem to want to look at the gun anymore.

The laughter of the gun flower gradually became smaller and lighter, but the smile became stronger.

He was already singing happily and softly, "Long miles, long miles, long miles, long miles,......。 ”

From beginning to end, there is nothing special about this sentence, nor is there any noble mood.

But he is very happy now, if a person encounters something happy, he can't help but want to stimulate it, whether it is drinking or gambling money, it is a way to stimulate happiness.

Gunhua is now stimulated by this disgusting and tired tune, and is trying to stimulate it.

To others, this song is really bad, really bad.

Speechless, as if not heard.

But there are always people who hear it. "Why are you so happy?"

Gunhua smiled, "This is a once-in-a-millennium opportunity, just thinking about stepping on the Spear God's lifeless body is very happy, and now ......." ”

He didn't say it, and he didn't have to say it.

The soft flower is already sighing, and the color of the sigh is indescribably disgusted and bored.

"Can you stop?"

Gunflower smiled, didn't say anything, and the horse under his ass was already neighing softly and shaking his head slightly.

No matter who it is, it is easy to see that he has truly achieved the realm of unity and freewheeling.

When a person is happy, it is easy to become a child.

The happier he is, the more he looks like a child, and if the child is naughty, he is even more naughty.

"I just want to tell you something, you have to listen well."

Gunflower ignored it, the song didn't stop, and the butt writhed more violently.

The horse under the ass had neighed softly and nodded slightly.

His man seemed to have become one with the horse, and what he wanted to do, the horse had done without a single mistake.

No one would believe that such a thing was happening, just as no one would believe that he laughed more naughtily than a child.

"If I were a good horse under your ass, I'd be killed by a headfirst hit."

The cold wind was blowing, and the horsehair was already swaying.

Spear Flower stroked the horse's mane, his movements were not special, but the horse under his ass seemed to be about to explode, his body twitched violently, and even the ripples and neighing became indescribably cheerful and exciting.

It could no longer endure the simple touch, which seemed to have touched the deepest part of the body and soul, the mysterious and strange passion, the passion had been aroused, and the body writhed more violently.

Gusts of cold wind blew through their bodies, becoming as gentle as spring and as hot as summer.

The body of the spear flower is already shaking, not by itself, but by the horse under the buttocks.

The horse's passion has awakened, it has burned.

Spear Flower couldn't control him anymore, and he didn't want to control it.

He has become overly happy, overindulgent, and no longer willing to care about others.

Soft Flower was already sighing, "I haven't finished my words yet. ”

Gunhua smiled and ignored it, "Long miles, we are all little singles, long miles, we are all little singles...... ”

The horse under the ass also ignored it, it nodded and shook its head, and no one understood what it meant.

People are laughing and singing, and horses are barking and jumping wildly.

They're not normal at all, they're not good horses, they're not good people.

No matter who is not a good person, it will not feel good, and Soft Flower is no exception.

So she has to use a method that is not good to solve, "The effect of my fragrant cartilage powder is very good." ”

People who are not good will not be able to speak well, let alone answer.

"But there's a problem with the effect."

They're already binge, screaming, and her words are bullshit, and she's not shit.

"It's going to disappear soon, and it's going to disappear cleanly."

This sentence is like a whip, Spear Flower's face has stiffened, his body has stiffened, and the horse under his ass is not much better than him.

"Why didn't you say it earlier?"

The soft flower is silent.

Gunflower stared at Wusheng and exhaled heavily.

Lying on the ground like a lifeless stone statue, silent like a stone statue, and closing its eyes like a stone statue.

As if asleep, as if dead.