The wind blows, and the dust clears.

All slackness has its own consequences to bear.

"Miss......"

On the peninsula, the Templar held silk in his hands, the pear blossoms bloomed and fell, the morning star hung low in the distance, and at this moment it was lonely, on the edge of the empty beach, the tides and waves were blowing, there was no sadness, no complaints, he just silently continued what he had to do, like returning the harvest of potatoes to the land, and not far away the girl sat on the steps, looking at the end of the sea, the setting sun.

It was a turning point in her fate.

"I'm sorry that you didn't accompany you well when you came to the temple to study." The shepherd god stood up and said hello.

With the Lord on his side, dressed in heavy armor, he leaned down, and his voice came from his helmet, low and gentle: "You, too hard. ”

Bamboo flute, green leaves, fire clouds orange red.

The black lava was tumbling, and the shepherd felt the temperature of the center of the earth that would never escape, and they were still as youthful, passionate, and passionate as they were forty-eight years ago.

"At this age, do more, and you will be able to reduce the burden in the future." Yi Xuan's tone was gentle, she stroked the cool chess pieces with her hands, and when she didn't speak, her usually good-looking face was dyed with sadness, but it became more and more delicate.

The fragments of the heroine's order carry a lot of content, the underworld lord took the power and the order, Xuan took the order and background, and she took the information and name.

If there is any, she doesn't know, maybe it's some memory incarnation, a specific scene symbol, but these, harmless, the things at the bottom of this position have been divided by them: energy, underworld, matter, Xuan, information, Yixuan.

To a certain extent, her way of being in sync with the Lord of the Underworld, both paths are to break away from the connection with the past, but compared to the broken connection of the Underworld, she is much more indifferent.

The god of shepherd chemistry stood in front of the orange tree, spring went to autumn, and she was interpreting the vitality in front of her:

It's a letter, it's just that only she can read it.

[The greens are not as high as me! 】

This is Yi Xuan's nickname.

The heroine's order has many connotations, just like a decoration made for beautiful things, but the premise is that it must be complete:

For example, the appearance of Xuanyuan will have the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, and in addition, as the façade of the Shangyi Museum, there is also the taste of herbs, mellow and extended;

The god of Cangming is the snow lotus, the coldness of the dry river ice, the style of doing things of the god of Cangming, and it is to put it out of the way;

There are many impressions of the autumn moon, orange trees, begonia flowers, the moon, mysterious, hidden, crossing the river;

The heroine of Yuzu Hong is Jasmine, and the pomp and circumstance that appeared on this stage are currently broken.

For now, in the scene of the two heroines, Jasmine and Osmanthus have appeared, and the rest are not angry.

Among them, Yu Ling died early, or he had a bad life, he couldn't smell the fragrance of begonia flowers, and he couldn't read the orange tree;

As for the snow lotus of the Cangming God, it is even less known, after all, this era is Xuanyuan, she is not good at taking the lead, in addition, Xuanchan's progress is also slow, and there is no stage for her to show.

However, the fragrance of flowers and the stunning color, this is a bound sequence, it is not necessarily important, but the heroine must have it.

It's just that this jasmine rain, whose hands will it fall?

The shepherd god had said before on the peninsula that she hated the crow sacrifice, and that was a kind of disgust, which was the reason why she couldn't talk to the underworld: Xuan had contact with Xiaoshanjun, and her emotions were vague, and the grievances between the underworld and him were even more indescribable, but she was the purest insensibility and strangeness.

The presence of the underworld, she is dirty.

But no matter how bad her feelings for the light element are, she is one of the three cores after all, and if there is no Yuzu, her existence is groundless, and if she wants to complete herself, she must take back the two of them and appear as a victor, but this is also unavoidable, and it must be connected with the crow sacrifice.

Yes, I am innocent, why should I enter this mud pond whirlpool and be swallowed by the swamp?

There is no way, this is the number of lives.

Helpless?

Perhaps, if you get cheap, you can sell it.

The wind blew across the peninsula, on the steps, in front of the laurel tree, Yi Xuan was wearing a light blue short skirt, brown boots wrapped around her perfect calves, her figure was tired but slim, her hair was scattered in the air, her eyes were half-squinted, as if she was sleeping but not sleeping: she had her own majesty, sharp eyes, isolated beauty, no desire to evaluate everything, and did not want to touch.

She did compromise a lot.

As a deity, this is a responsibility she must bear.

In addition, she is also very aware of the gap between herself and the light element, which is simply not the same as the literal name.

"Do you need a break?"

"Thank you......" The shepherd looked at the Templars, smiling implicitly, but unmoved.

The problem she had to solve was huge, so she selectively ignored the small problems that caused her trouble.

Yi Xuan's tree hole introduction is: Milk Chocolate Cantaloupe King, everyone who hates me will be sentenced to death by lollipop.

Shepherd God likes things that all girls at this age like, snacks, comics, raising a cute frog that can travel, like the sky and sun, like sweetness, like being petted, the whole world has to revolve around me, but she knows very well that childishness is born with nothing to do with herself.

I am a deity.

The gentle wind blew the girl's hair in a bun, her eyes were cold, her face was beautiful, she was a warrior, everything else was disguise.

Why bow your head?

Jin Yuan knows, she also knows that they are not willful children, there is an essence behind all emotions, Jin Yuan's madness is, and so is her quiet and well-behaved.

This is just the boundary that the Grand Commander wants to test, not where her core interests lie, but it is the bottom line that the Shepherd God must keep, as for losing face......

The God of Wealth thinks that Jin Yuan is an impulsive devil, the master who lifts the table angrily, but if she is dead everywhere, then her identity is too cheap, not only to despise the pattern of the great commander, but also to distrust the crow sacrifice.

Of course, it may also be that Jin Yuan is disguised too well, so the God of War and God of Wealth in the temple will feel that he has taken credit, but Yi Xuan knows that he does not have such a big face.

Tianjiao......

The sunset, the girl was smart, the lord was behind her, and she didn't come closer.

He is also very clear about the gap between himself and the girl, although she has a good chat in the tree hole, she prides herself on being the first cute in the world, a junior high school god who is worried about the high school entrance examination, always worried about her future, afraid of this and that, but it can be seen between the lines that she is absolutely clever.

However, what if you are willing to be deceived.

Yikes......

It's cloudy and it's going to rain.

The shepherd god breathes and is confused.

Innocent girls don't tie their hair, they just scatter it, let the wind blow, as if they don't grow big.

Yi Xuan opened her eyes, her eyes were clear, her eyes were looking at the gloomy sky, and in the distance, the cold wind and rain were coming at a rapid pace.

【Watermelon Crisp Mud】Keeping an eye on the time, he walked under the orange tree.

As she was at the time, she wore a flower on her head, a black and white patchwork jacket on her upper body, and a pure black right-angled trousers on her lower body.

"Miss, it's time for us to go home. Huh! Honor, you're here too? What a coincidence! ”

"The Archon told me to pay attention to the safety of the eldest lady. Before the potted star, it was a little sinister. ”

"Yes! These extraterritorial Heavenly Demons are so hateful! Why did you come to hurt Miss......

"Hey, this feeling is not good at all."

"Alright. Go home. Yi Xuan came back to her senses, smiled unconsciously, flipped her palm, and conjured an umbrella, which opened it to cut off the connection between heaven and earth.

The world is very chaotic, you must arm yourself as much as possible, except for power and power, the rest is all superficial work, and it will be broken if you stab it. In this fickle world, it is better to talk about a contract than to bring punishment to the contract and let a powerful power supervise it.

"Knight, see you tomorrow." Yi Xuan looked back and looked slightly in the direction the Templars were standing.

At sunset, the girl's back is elongated.

On the other side, the other protagonist of this turmoil is in a daze above the head of the tyrannosaurus, and her ability is almost insufficient.

The crow sacrifice is the existence of a supermodel, and even Tianjiao does not dare to jump in front of him;

Yu Ling is also a supermodel, any Tianjiao who appears in front of him must weigh his own catties, after all, his combat effectiveness spans a lot, if it weren't for the mistakes in the script, maybe he would be able to dominate the rankings.

Jin yuan......

Everyone thinks she is a supermodel, but she is not a genius after all, on this road, her willfulness is becoming less and less, which is why she did not ask Yixuan, but left in embarrassment: she felt the pressure.

This is more appropriate from the perspective of ball lightning:

From the very beginning, when he appeared as a ten-dimensional silicon-based life, the realm was the emperor category, and it stands to reason that this has reached the carrying capacity limit of the possible cosmic copy, but what about later?

I can't take it at all, and I will die a miserable death in the [Big City] civilization, of course, this is also the reason why the crow sacrifice forcibly overdraws, but what about when I come back later?

The demons are dancing, and when the spaceship is on the battlefield, it has completely detached itself from the current version, and no one can beat it, and the function of the system has been greatly limited, even if it retrieves this so-called navigation module, but it will not be used at all, this feeling of guarding the treasure mountain in the air makes it very uncomfortable, and at the same time it has deep self-doubt.

However, now this kind of experience, Jin Yuan is undoubtedly more profound:

Before, she was the same ceiling as the crow sacrifice and Yu Ling, but now that the map is constantly expanding, the first two can definitely do nonsense, but her fault tolerance rate will come down immediately, and she needs to gamble, although even if she occupies the temple at present, she will not be able to develop valuable information, but her communication with Yixuan should not be this feeling of hitting a wall.

Where did you lose?

I don't know!

In the past, there was still a way, the ascension of the realm, the ascension of the dimension, then, what about now?

How should I be stronger?

Why did Jin Yuan leave immediately, and didn't even say a few more words?

Because of the sense of crisis:

She didn't know what else she could do.