Chapter 119: Family Letters

"Brother Huang, I also want to support them, but it's a pity that they are all a bunch of fools, there is no value in supporting, disappointed, I thought I could get rid of the shackles of the emperor's position smoothly, but fortunately, my father stayed on the throne, even if he sat for a long time, he was still very comfortable, he was also a person who had no intention of interfering in politics, so when he came to the throne again, he would solve all the problems, and when it was my turn, it was not particularly hard, and there was a feeling of idleness, I missed you."

"I'm afraid you don't want me to ascend the throne, and then you go to the rivers and lakes, the leader of the country is such a person, is it really no problem?"

"You're going to think of me very badly, but...... There is indeed one thing, I don't deny it, but even if you don't plan to inherit the throne, before your life is about to end, come back, even if it is a cemetery in your hometown, don't die quietly outside, you know, you also want people to feel sad for you, they will cry, I? Of course, I also belong to that kind of person, what is not easy to admit, the first night on the throne, the person who cried a lot was me?"

"Good...... Okay, if there is no hope, it is better to go back in half a year, not to increase the sadness. ”

"Of course, when my father died, you also cried miserably, don't think that others don't know, I, as a brother, know very well."

"When you're moving, don't write such things that spoil the atmosphere...... It's really ......."

There are traces of tears falling on the letter, both before and now, the person who wrote the letter, and the person who read the letter.

"Are you alright...... Could it be that something bad is happening in this letter?"

"It's okay, it's just a little overuse of the brain, causing the eye sockets to moisten, these tears are not ...... Because ......"

β€œ......”

The female thief who wanted to comfort the teenager couldn't find a breakthrough, since the other party thought so, it was good to think like this, and Lixiang was not a person who couldn't understand the atmosphere.

"What else do you want to write...... I originally wanted to write about so many things, I wanted to know your daily situation, whether you had a good rest, whether there were clues to continue your life, and I wanted to tell you what happened to me recently, but when it came to writing with a pen, I forgot about it, oh yes, I have time to send some special products, even if it is an invoice, after all, there is a country's money that can be used, and the salary of the emperor is very high, in order to inquire about the cost of intelligence, I can help you reimburse it all, so β€”β€”β€”β€” must find a way to prolong your life."

"Got it~!"

The joy that was evident in the performance turned over the letters sent by Lin Longyu, and then there were other people's letters.

"Don't you have any souvenirs?!Even if you don't, can you come back for a day?Your kitten is already hungry...... That's just a metaphor, a metaphor, so come back quickly, it's painful to wait, how about getting through it together? Otherwise, we'll join the team to choose clues, by the way, His Majesty the Emperor may have to mobilize the whole country to find him, even if it's to stop him, can you come back once?"

This is the handwriting of the moon ghost, slightly scribbled, but anyway, go back? You have to think about it, after all, joining the sect did not get the information you wanted, go back, it is like someone whispering in your ear, generally speaking, when a person wants to choose, angels and demons will appear, but ah, now angels and demons seem to be united, whispering together, because whether from the perspective of angels or demons, this thing is right (wrong).

Agreed.

"The eldest sister has been in a daze lately, although I am also in a daze, accidentally pouring tea out of the teacup or something like that, or mixing clothes of different colors together to wash, the longing is increasing every day, it seems to be a disease, but it's okay, everyone is trying to forget the past, and from time to time think of something happy...... However, most of the happy memories have Yuyi's figure.

Yao Rotten's letter, there are a lot to say, but he can't mention it, even if he wants to beat around the bush and express it in a tactful way, but this is the result, he doesn't want to drag the boy down, wants him to continue looking for clues, and at the same time hopes that he can come back.

"If you don't come back, I'm going to make a city-wide briefing! Let everyone know the stupid things that Xiyi has done, let everyone know that you are a big liar, you can't believe what you say, you can't believe what you say, you can't tell a lie, you don't want to tell me a lie at that time, even if it's a lie, you have to tell it! Yes, that matter, I'm still haunted by it, and I'm really going to give a speech to the whole city, of course, even I'll give Xiyi a time limit, although I really want to set it for tomorrow, but considering the reason for the journey, I can't help it...... Two years later, this is the deadline, this time even if it's a lie, please follow the rules of the game and come back before the deadline comes."

is very in line with Xingzhu's character, but unexpectedly, after two years, I would be surprised even if it was two days later, I didn't expect her to give such a generous and conceding time, just like knowing that she would propose tens of millions

The bet will lose, so a meal bet is proposed.

"Maybe I'm the least vocal person in terms of longevity, but I still hope that the last time of my life will be spent with the person I like, it's not too much, it's not extravagant, as long as it's within the line of sight, I can touch, know the distance of the other party's situation, it's good, I'm the youngest one, I don't know a lot of things, but, some things, I won't be able to understand because I grow up, so, even if it's the last bit of time, can I not leave regrets?"

The youngest, but still with immature thoughts, to write their own feelings, more and more humble, more and more realistic, as if confused, because the youngest, so to say the most bull's-eye, the closest to the truth.

It's really very strange, why does a person like himself who is loved by others feel very unlucky? It is impossible to be unhappy at all, it is a guy who is so happy that others envy and jealousy, a super lucky bastard, maybe how lucky he was to save the world in his previous life.

"It's okay, right? With this level of tears, there is a danger of dehydration, right?!"

"Woo woo ............ Woowoo...... Of course it's fine.........!"

Is the helpless female thief trying to comfort the now somewhat sentimental teenager in her adolescence?

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(The timeline and the excesses are annoying, damnable, I want to crumple them up and throw them in the trash, damn, I just want to write a little neurotic stuff, why should I be bound by this kind of thing so much, so there's nothing wrong with writing what I like! This is the right argument! I can't refute the words, it's like there are stars above the sky, and as long as this sea of common sense exists, it will be maintained for a day!)

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"Wang Maiden, if you move forward further, you will enter the realm of the Yao Sect. ”

"What are you worried about? Falling in love with a man is not a very normal thing, it is a stage that a woman must go through, and besides, he is so good, perfect, and a teenager who has a short-lived life, and only a little life left, do you think that he has the charm that I will love all my life? Perhaps, but after death, he is no longer my weakness. ”

The princess dressed as an oiran and the red-clothed maid holding a paper umbrella gradually stepped into the night, and it was almost time to say goodbye.

Because.

The battlefield is about to begin.

Take care, delighted teenager.

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There are stupid people in the world, a huge population base, different cultures, what kind of people are born, because this is the rule of this world, it is part of the random number of the world, no, maybe this is predestined, don't think that everyone is a genius, you can't think that everyone is stupid, by the way, there should be right, wrong, and middle in this world.

With the distribution of 2, 2, and 6, almost everyone can be summed up, because everyone is very lazy and unwilling to think, so it is called the six who are unwilling to think.

It's just a name, and it doesn't need to be recognized.

So, let's get started, the next story is about an extreme person, and another extreme person, fighting each other's story, there is no twist, some only take it for granted, because this is a life game that can be terminated only by one person who is destined to die.

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Screaming, breathing, squeezing, the sensation transmitted through the hands, this is the rhythm of life, the flow of air passing through the squeezed respiratory tract, fast, fast, about to touch the extreme of the soul, in the moment of death, the final trembling.

"Dead, as a toy no one makes the owner feel satisfied, but no. ”

The wicked woman who threw her mouth and foamed at the mouth suffocated to death, not only the body fluids flowing from the mouth, but also the nasal cavity and eye sockets, and the liquid mixed with the blood flowed along the curve of the exposed air.

In the room, it is like a slaughterhouse scene, and there can be such a relationship between people, and those who see the scenery of the room definitely exclaim such admiration, which is more exaggerated than that of the master and the slave. Animals, pets? no, no, no, almost, yes, as the wicked man with bangs and earrings saidβ€”toys, a good summary of his relationship with the women in this room.

Dismemberment, suffocation, processing of the body, like an ornament, a scene that cannot be described too much, or it will merge with his evil, and what this wicked man has done has completely dehumanized, more cruel than an emotionless animal, because he plays with them with joy and pleasure.

Stepping on the woman's abdomen, kicking away the aristocratic daughter who was lying on the ground and still had a trace of breathing, the previous active struggle, now has a nerve-breaking face, she is already a broken toy, even if she is pierced by her toes, there is no scream, can this be called a living state?

"No, how can a good toy stop the owner's footsteps, a person who will go to the storage cabinet himself, can ask me to clean up this room to the miserable state?"

He crushed the nun's cheek with the sole of his foot, and kicked away when he got bored by the disgusting touch.

The neck was twisted to an owl-like angle, which was no longer something that humans could bear, and it was a matter of course.

Maybe it's a relief.

However, this is just one less toy for the wicked to dislike.