Nima, when did she become a singer, it seems that she became a singer several times.

Nima, after going out from here, the old lady, don't sing, and don't sing anymore.

This dead man knows how to squeeze her, and at a glance he knows that he lacks maternal love.

Dead men, stallions, big stallions, shemales, monsters, demons.

"There is only a mother in the world

A mother's child is like a treasure

Throw yourself into your mother's arms

Where to find Xinfu

....。。 Mu Xiaoxiao originally wanted to continue singing, but the look in her eyes was too straightforward, and she had to give up.

You can do it, you can do it, the old lady can sing whatever she wants, and now it's done, whatever you want to hear, the old lady wants to sing, what human rights does she have.

Master, Master, Master, come and save the apprentice, who has been abused.

"The tears are a little salty and a little sweet

Your chest kisses the side of my cheek

Look back at the snow you have stepped on

Slowly melt into the grassland

And I'm like you've not regretted it for a second

Love is so sticky

It doesn't matter who fate sets to part

The coastline is more and more fascinating

It's always more beautiful and meandering

We're too stubborn

Even the sky could not bear to oppose it anymore

Affectionate love for ten thousand years

Several reincarnations of love are inextinguishable

Roll the years out on the red carpet

Witness our limits

A distressed sentence cherished for thousands of years

The oath should be farther away than forever

If it weren't for the vicissitudes of life

How can true love emerge. ”

Mu Xiaoxiao liked the very popular "Flying Immortals" at that time, so this theme song, listening to it, I slowly learned it, and now when I sing it, I can still feel the lingering love.

Qi Mingye listened quietly, and heard a ticking sound, although it was very light, but he still felt it, looked sideways, and saw the crystal clear tears, flowing from the corners of the woman's eyes.

"Why are you crying?" Is it because he sang a song that he was wronged?

"No, no, it's just a little sad to think about this legend."

"Legends?" What kind of legend makes this woman cry?

"Legend has it that the youngest daughter of the Emperor of Heaven fell in love with Dong Yong, and the Queen of Heaven who learned the news separated this pair of lovers, so that they could only be separated by immortals."

A simple sentence describes the poignant love, knowing that it is not a good result in the end, but they still love without hesitation.

What is love? She doesn't know and doesn't want to understand?

Some people say that love is a matter of a moment, some people say that loving you is a lifelong thing, some people say that loving you is a matter of one day, and some people say that loving you has nothing to do with other people, who is right, she doesn't know, and she doesn't want to explore.

Love is painful, love is sweet, she doesn't know, she doesn't know.

Now she only knows that she should leave the sight of this tyrant as soon as possible, and leave this demon realm without sunlight and moon gates as soon as possible.

Does the Emperor of Heaven have a young daughter?

Qi Ming frowned and thought for a while, and sneered, what this woman said is just a legend, I'm afraid I don't know yet, which Bright God Monarch is the son of the Emperor of Heaven and the Queen of Heaven.

"The Emperor of Heaven does not have a little daughter."

The corners of Mu Xiaoxiao's mouth twitched several times, but he didn't expect this tyrant to actually say this sentence, if not, there is no matter, what does it matter to her, it really is.

"What kind of songs do you want to listen to?" You're the boss, so I'll ask you first, so I don't have to wait for the scary questions to come out.

"Whatever you want."

"Ahh Yes.

Through the joys and sorrows of the red dust

And your intimate wandering

Piercing the green hills and desolation of the wilderness

Have your dreams fly with the fragrance of flowers

This life is crazy because of you

This love is unparalleled in the world

The shadow of the sword, the sparkle of the water

It's just that the past is the past

This life is crazy because of you

This love is unparalleled in the world

Yes..

If there is still intimate wandering

The withered face is unforgettable

Through the joys and sorrows of the red dust

And your intimate wandering

Piercing the green hills and desolation of the wilderness

Have your dreams fly with the fragrance of flowers

This life is crazy because of you

This love is unparalleled in the world

The shadow of the sword, the sparkle of the water

It's just that the past is the past

This life is crazy because of you

This love is unparalleled in the world

Yes..

If there is still intimate wandering

The withered face is unforgettable

Ahh

Tickets, robbing tickets.

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