Let's not play adventure and play word games, it seems that if there is still a demon 666 in the abyss who dares to poke his head out, he is a brave angel, maybe the endless hope is still there, and what does it have to do with them/them, no pig in the history of the earth will learn to smile, screaming in pain and still looking for the thing that sees the flowers in the fog. Everything has to have a solid foundation. A traveler on an aimless journey asks a cute mischievous child if the bottomless waterless and cracked swamp in front of him has a sturdy bottom that won't explode. In the game within the game, the helpless child said that there would be, and hoped that there would be, so there was light in the world. Unexpectedly, the reins holding the old horse couldn't help but fall into a few copies in an instant, so Zhao Xiaomeng, who was full of dramatic talent, asked the child who didn't know anything, "What I heard you say is that this swamp must have land and a solid bottom"! "There is hope, as everlasting truth"! Immediately afterwards, the child asked with a puzzled face, "It is less than half as deep as yours, it is really shallow, the magical earth, all full of the expectation of the dawn of the morning"! Under the mud and sand, that mother tree is nothing more than that, but the trick really can't deceive the eyes of the world, and when he knows more about it, he has become very old, but the young mentality still plays a very insightful role as always, and the problem he thinks about in the extremely rare coincidence, with the rigidity, the subjective color with natural pride and prejudiceIf one day we look back on the past, there will be no tragedy in the future, we firmly think, we will never feel guilty and regretful, destroy it, small universe! There is no so-called good or bad, everything is planned, and there are still a bunch of troublesome things that cannot be solved outside the plan, and no one can say whether these things are good or bad. People in the path do not want to be a despicable bad person, people in this world are not bad, there are people who dare to nail nails in the cracked plates and mud walls mixed with fiery mud, it is estimated that there is no human being, and the human beings who left footprints on the top of the fairy peak will definitely remember the difficulties and setbacks that they/they have encountered 3, ask for a hammer, let me touch the history section left by the strong man of the stone tablet of the fierce record of the immortal era...

The devil has no faith, nothing, everything is a floating cloud, don't put too much trust in this deceitful demon, it's better to design the devil strain, just can't find where it is hidden, thirst for power? The excuse that the strong do not need, that is, they do not want the weak to leave tears of sorrow, and because of the extreme lack of useful and reliable helpers, they have to regard this cunning fellow as a trusted subordinate, you are beautiful angels in yourselves, great men, what a brave fight, never cease!

Never give your back to a demon who lies a lot, it seems to be an eternal truth, because you can never expect a demon to have any loyalty at all, for this world full of malice, betrayal, slander, sorrow, slander, these cunning guys will choose to sacrifice their teammates for their own interests at any time, "not afraid of god-like opponents, afraid of pig-like teammates"! God-level hell difficulty epic betrayal,According to the unknown world from a lot of mysterious plot planning to learn about the helplessness of the ruins of a long time ago,In the end, the God who betrayed the faithful faith chose time,It is now to create the image of this tall and fearless fear demon king,Naturally,For this hateful guy,Have you ever seen the earth?,Too much comedy has become a tragedy,Zhao Xiaomeng thinks you have a bottom (ground),If the earth still has a chance,Like mountains and rivers like a flat lake and autumn geese blowing,Said,No regrets,Summary, The protagonist of the story, Zhao Xiaomeng, definitely doesn't have a little bit of a good feeling...

The master casually glued up the small boat made of folded flower paper, and no matter how he folded it, he left a few wrinkles, and he couldn't tear through the ripples of the pond's green water, so he quietly swam with the breeze to the lake where he stopped! It's better to practice more, good apprentice, the master will take you to learn more about the situation of the senior brothers and sisters another day, in the sect

So...... Zhao Xiaomeng sighed slightly, picked up the green gourd made by the clear yellow copper mountain, took a few sips of wine, smashed the wine that was moist, choked and almost vomited, coughed incessantly, three glasses and two light wines, how could he be in a hurry late? The cold and unpleasant wine was just like his stomach, and he couldn't help but think of the appearance of the master drinking in his heart, it turned out that the master was still the lovely and respectable master, he was too good at drinking, right? Zhao Xiaomeng couldn't speak for a long time in his heart, so he was drunk, drunk, drunk, people can't be drunk, change the soup without changing the medicine! Suddenly, the master, who is usually quite able to drink, thought of something funny, "I don't know anything, I just know how to drink, hahaha"!

"You think that excellent people have excellent habits, but they also have countless faults, every day, they don't care about anything, are you so good and willing to give up your ability and strength to fight against the darkness"! We learn to be afraid, in a tense and reserved environment, disdainfully complaining, in the praise of the ten miles of spring breeze is not as good as you, Zhao Xiaomeng swore that he could not leave the lessons of history, no matter how much the master cared, he had to learn useful skills by himself! You have poems, and the children are innocently singing: "Tianxingjian, the gentleman is self-improving; The terrain is good, and the gentleman carries things with virtue", they/they are all good, with humble dreams!

Like a mature and charming woman full of complaints, weaving colorful dreams at home, the halo of pig's feet is flashing with charming brilliance, and I can't wait for the flower ghost who has been cultivating for a long time to paint picturesque scenery! Angels have fallen into the world, humanity has been deceived by its holy light, and the transactions that have taken place in the shadows have been quiet. The demons who have been put in chains and paraded through the streets have long since resigned themselves to their fate, while the real demons have long since been cleared of their sins and are at large; The reason why demons can't be killed is not because of how powerful the demons are, but because people are desires themselves, a demon is dead, but thousands of demons are still hidden in the crowd, and they will awaken in people's hearts at any time. It is better to be a demon than an angel, perhaps the demon is just working for the holy angel, and the saddest thing is actually the demon who has endured endless pain and has nowhere to tell. The free conversion of the identities of angels and demons is a trade-off, a transcendent realm, and an unsolvable paradox! The other side of the angel is actually the devil ...

Psychedelic in the colorful gray and white, dotted among the flowers in search of the looking for butterflies looking for flying flower bones, there is no competing colors, only the lonely flowers are whispering! Autumn love songs, squirming insects depicting natural verses, strolling through the weeds of the mountain paths, a few young sisters wearing heavy makeup, some with a sparkling jade pendant tied around their waists, some holding a thick book in their hands, smiling brightly introducing the skills they have recently learned, and some are thinking about the lover she likes...... There is no time on the mountain, it is difficult for them to take out their spare time in their boring cultivation career, and drag out the thoughts that the veins are as light as swallows and the spring breeze is not clear, they may be the graceful and luxurious red peonies in the sect! While walking, they have the new things in the world in their hearts, chatting about the story of Journey to the West without the Seven Fairies, breathing fresh air, forever immortals, hahaha, fooled, be careful next time, they stumbled upon Zhao Xiaomeng, who was coming towards her, and there was no troublesome Yazi, so she threw a few winks from time to time, and couldn't help but hide her face and smile, the natural scenery is infinitely beautiful, and the charming style is incomprehensible The spring breeze is steadily slightly sexy, and the sensibility is concerned about the woman who does not learn and has no skills3, There are a lot of questions that I don't understand, and I need a collection of essays to express the true emotions in my heart, and then walked away with interest...... When I came here again today, the girl didn't know where to go, only the peach blossoms were still there, smiling and blooming in the spring breeze. Last year, today's beans were scarce, and the peach blossoms were everywhere. Where is Zhu Yu with good news, Di Xuan nine times laughing at the spring breeze.

What did you say? Mountains and rivers are always there, powerful and incomparable immortals, in the rainy days of the clouds and rain, there are pale and wordless white curtains, there are unspeakable female ghosts, provoking the rules of the world, the giants who cover the sky with one hand imitate the back of the duck, a few playful ghosts are acting vigorously up and down, piercing the history of the monument of endless humiliation and suffering, in the script of repeated revision and comparison, the devil has no connotation of ability, such as a fox, such as a tiger, such as a woman, like a ghost, like a Buddha, but he just endured the burden of heaven and earth, and said softly" Thank you".

The broken earth spread out countless tight and orderly cracks, the sunlight in the cracks found that the value of the darkness is more and more bright, and the gray-white gunpowder smoke is good and bad, such as the grinning devil, without the waterfall in the fairy mountain, it is flying farther and farther in the vast and endless sky, and the flying insects that scattered the moss on the ancient asphalt-colored gray stone fell on the dead leaves, and the grass and wood ash felt as if it did not exist, "not afraid of the dark but afraid of heartbreak, whether tired or not", obscuring the afterglow of the woods, On the muddy road, how many people struggled to move forward, stained their carefully woven straw sandals, their faces were full of despair, unwillingness, pain, patience and fear, and from time to time someone accidentally discovered the mysterious fate of the abyssal cracks, crying, shouting, laughter and laughter were endless, and never stopped!

Tens of thousands of people lined up in a line of centipedes, the trees were planted with obscure flowers on both sides of the street trees, and at every distance there were strong warriors fighting bravely to protect the safety of their homeland, they were the monuments of humanity! (Cosmos: 000 Origins)

Someone asked, "Can this game be solved?" ”

The old master nodded again and again: "Of course"!

"How to solve"

"That must be inexplicable."

Everyone was speechless...

Deng Xiaobao, the senior brother who walked in front silently and never said to give up, seemed to have understood, turned around and left a nostalgic back, extremely wandering!

Since the appearance of the magical and colorful world of the opening scene hosted by the nine ancient beings, the whole world. Deng Deng Deng, startled by the dust of the spring of complaining, threw a few irregular stones, it is better to insert the withered branches into the soil obliquely, pour a few bowls of sweet and sweet mountain spring water accumulated from the mountains, and naturally know the value of a bowl of rice with a few catties of meat!

Walking behind the long-term team of apprentices, how many dark and filthy deeds are hidden on the land, where the light can reach, happily doing one business after another, in order to become such a lazy poor jingle tinkling supreme inspirational existence in the future, not grounded, is to cover your ears and steal the bell! If in the obscure corner, in the endless dilapidated ruins, on a shining branch, there are a few "know, know, know, know, know" superfluous knowers silently whispered in their hearts with sighs: "You know, what do you know, you don't understand"!! They/they, proudly in the middle of heaven and earth, looked up at the endless sky and distant blue sky, heard the scalp tingling chewing sound in their ears, like the steps of the devil, with a roar of pain that resounded through the heavens and the earth, a few inaudible teardrops dripped from the incessant leaves, it was the mother earth sobbing lowly, the corner of her mouth with an undercurrent of blood roaring and rushing to the mighty team ahead, like the artistic philosophy of a thousand lights desperately moths to the fire!

Ningning is like Huanhuan, and the dream is quiet. Weak comb Luo water, clear and quiet shallow whirlpool. Foam and water, barren and sunset. The good years are good, and the water flows eastward. Yilin is like a starlight. Spring dawn everywhere, like the world......