Mount Kinabalu.

The lights are dim.

I used to see each other late, but now, only this decadent Tang in the red dust is left, thousands of miles away, my eyes are stained with gray.

Yu Ling stepped on the broken snow, and on the starry night, Deng Yin came from the village in the wilderness to the towering mountains;

No, it should be said, he finally walked out of his village and looked at the vast mountains, and in the mountains and rivers, he felt the love of nature.

A thousand mountains, old people, thoughts, my wine, pray that you are strong.

Deng Yin is different, his struggle completely swallowed up the wavering heart, convulsions for a while, the pain is so painful that he no longer has to face the world with a wooden posture, blood flows, and a terrible evil aura emerges on his body, perhaps, in a few years he will enter another stage, but that numbness is completely different from before.

A long-cherished wish.

How cheap these two are.

Young man, Deng Yin also put these two words on his body, not ashamed at all, his hair was messy, and his mood was relatively low, in this low mountain in the south of the Yangtze River, he wrote too many teenagers, and he had seen a lot of bright moons rising and falling in the sea, but these are like "brave back then", you can't say it, you get drunk when you touch it.

Hahaha!

What else is this smile that I don't even know how to describe it?

Except for you, I have never seen anything else in the world.

Yu Ling Guan Xinghe saw a light and came to meet the protagonist because he lacked some confidence.

You are a rebellious young man, the world is not afraid of ghosts and gods, how can you live this bowed appearance.

The silver-white cloak has also lost a lot, he still doesn't dare to touch the titles of [Zhu Yuchen] and [Niandu Sage], losing is losing, even if it is his own past, but the glory that others look up to, he has to look up to see it, his years have been disappointed, after all, he still did not leave these treasures by his side.

So, what about you, it's a pity for Qin Mo.

Deng Yin didn't know what he was sentimental, just like the crow sacrifice, he couldn't remember, the world didn't give them the honor they deserved, and he didn't take this road well, he persevered to the death, he felt that he was a gift from this world, so he threw his sleeves and left when he was closed.

He is still too young, everything in this world is scrambled, not the humility as stated in the book, at some point, even if it is a god-given merit and a good fate set by heaven, it will not be smooth sailing, not to mention appearing as a subversive image, wanting to reform the authority of those with vested interests, this fate is conceivable, and even natural.

If we haven't met, what a decent interface it should be, walking on a happy ending, not so sad, remorseful, pretentious, who called the encounter so strong, the traces left behind can not be cleaned, this should be a higher mountain, but in the end, I can't see the scenery on the top of the mountain.

Deng Yin......

Do you have any other names?

Yu Ling smiled, drinking on the side, he couldn't evaluate, after all, he was not a thing, what the characters who couldn't get on the stage couldn't get on the stage, and if they failed, they would be overthrown, and they were worthy of praise along the way if they succeeded, in such a results-oriented soil, do you think he sings the process and really looks down on the loser?

Saying one thing and doing another, such a useful means, I don't really care about you.

The gravitational pull is so heavy.

Deng Yin fell asleep, crazy to the point of exhaustion, and fell asleep.

Yu Ling was eating a fruit plate on the side, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he and Deng Yin were not outstanding, without the crow sacrifice, Jin Yuan's ability to show his face in a big scene and host a small scene, even in this acre and three points of land, he also needed to worry about the appearance of a more powerful predator, which was more than enough than the upper and lower than the bottom, which was an embarrassment, so most of them hid and hid in small places.

Yu Ling is very sleepy, compared to Deng Yin's predicament, he has fully accepted his coffin conclusion, and even took the previous wound as a topic, talking and laughing, he leaned on the boulder, looked at the starry sky, the galaxy in his body was moving, the star track was shining in his eyes, dazzling, he had learned to be calm, holding peanuts with chopsticks, shaking his head.

Bald......

How stable it must be to see your white head.

The silver-white cloak is happy by nature, and his heart is not much, but after all, it is not on the table, so when he is outside, he can be regarded as heartless, and now there is no one around, he looked left and right, as a screw to make use of, and observed a few scattered in the dream:

The sleeping Yin Ruins, the celebration that floats away along the current;

Ugly, curled up for the winter;

Two gunships waiting to be piloted, about to participate in the martial arts competition, a little cuter than pigs;

Addicted to the emperor's dream, he couldn't extricate himself, looking at the regimental seat where the territory was divided;

Stemming from the crab being trapped in place, unable to face history and the present of the shrimp family, the leader of the coebrosaurus and the seal is much more hateful;

Chinese retailers who study all day because they fail the speaking test;

There are also several blind monks who were tied up and couldn't get out in the script killing;

Several commanders who cut lotus dogs, Ge Wei Turtle, the Oil Cow, the most miserable parrot [Woo Woo Parrot], and the [Gene Whale] who has been in the underwater castle and doesn't know what to do

The wind has finally come to find the fallen leaves, this is the deepest dream.

Yu Ling's meanness is no longer on the field, lacking the torture of excellence, and finally has more friends around him, squatting next to Deng Yin for a while, making sure that he doesn't need a person to talk to at the moment, the silver-white cloak goes to the next one, the object of the watch contract, that, the ugly dragon egg:

The violin can not be elegant, but the saxophone must be sassy~

As the opener of the guard, the chief wealth distribution officer of the shrimp clan, the scary red-eyed troll, the ugly-faced ice goblin, the angry little golden retriever who was stabbed, and the big brother who spent a lot of money on the auction floor, he has a lot of stories, but all of them are unspeakable, I can't hear his voice, I can't feel his emotions, even Zhang Shouwang, who is in a contract with him, doesn't necessarily say a few words from his heart.

Shrimp civilization, non-aristocratic shrimp dumplings, the largest wealth distribution channel of the crab tribe, your story has begun, let's appear!

Heavy snow, it covers a lot of things, in this world, heavy snow is a spirit, it always runs around, hoping that this world is beautiful and pure, but this world always seems to use it as a tool, always telling it to clean up and clean up the mess.

The birth of the letter demon is the same yin and yang mass grave, different from the white evil, there is no black evil waiting for him.

The four fishy shrimp are [Fish Seller's Hand], [Dog in the Rain], [Riverside Willow], and [Bald Man's Head]

But it has a long history, and there is a broken dynasty, and now there are only fish sellers and dogs in the rain.

However, the letter demon is here, and the fishiest thing is his bad breath;

Of course, no one cares about what he once was.

Heavy rain, this island land dog silently felt the gray world in his eyes:

The sound of rain was dripping, and the sound of hypnotization made the bad breath blame himself forget how he got on the road of shrimp dumplings, and there seemed to be some kind of force pushing behind him, which was a kind of sympathy, as well as pity.

They all ask, why do all fairy tales have to be born extraordinary and have adventures?

Because even if it is written, I will feel that without these things, the plot will not be too ridiculous.

I don't know, I'm not an intellectual, how do I know how that world is structured?

All good things pass me by, I'm not stable, I can't even keep friendship, what container should I use to match even more ethereal things?

So, what I don't know, how to arrange it;

Come on, accept the mechanical séance, with the mercy of the gods, erase all the encounters and unfairness, you, you are shrimp dumplings, you will definitely go to the center of ten thousand people, in that spotlight, in that high-profile place, so that you will even get tired of this busyness.

The Alphabet Demon Man forgot how he became a shrimp dumpling, perhaps the gods also thought it was too ridiculous, so he erased the process, he was like winning the lottery, and everything was carefully served, fluttering, even after ten years, the Alphabet Demon Man would still be in a trance.

He is not used to his identity, the position of shrimp dumplings, he has been playing very unfamiliar so far, this gift is too heavy, so the crown is on his head, he can't breathe, the weight makes him not free, he doesn't know why this splashing wealth, why is it so tight, compared to honor, this is more of a punishment, he has no background to be calm, just like a gambler who has been limited to chips, every time he does everything to the hustle and bustle, in the end it is still empty.

Memories, hollow.

The Alphabet Demon Man dreams in a dream, but what dreams does he have?

It's a balloon that has been blown up, or rather, it's nothing.

It's a dream myself!

The Alphabet Demon suddenly stood up and slammed a bottle on the ground, its chest heaving, its presence shattered, it hid in the grass, it saw a ray of light......

It was Zhang Shouwang, his strange and familiar companion.

They are obscure together, they are confused together, they run around together, they lose themselves together, and now, they get themselves back together.

Eyes met, distant tunes echoed in his ears, outside the garden, his body and soul were cut open, hot and cold cycled, he stood in the night sky of the snowy mountains in a daze, he didn't know what he was.

Stray.

I'm going to wander.

Panic took root in the boy's heart, and he suddenly realized that he could not live anymore.

The boy hugged himself alone, there was no past, no memory, no perception of the present, nothing close to him to rely on, he couldn't even find evidence of being alive, he didn't hug each other, he didn't look at each other, his upper and lower lips trembled palely, his eyes swept the time and space around him in a hurry, and he felt that his body was light and fluttering.

Something is wrong, something is wrong......

The Alphabet Demon was so depressed that he tripped over each other on his left and right feet, and he sat on the ground, liquid sliding from the corners of his eyes, one scarlet was blood, and one side was clear with tears.