The wind passed through the noon hall, cool as water, she was dressed in a bright red gauze dress, and the whole person was wrapped in such a bright light veil.

The person who came was wearing a cardigan skirt, and his complexion was snow-white, and the light was burned. She did not wear a jade ring ribbon, and with every step she took, her skirt was as elegant as a flower. The bell rang urgently, and when she came out of the kitchen, she didn't have time to stroke the black silk cuffs, and one or two drops of water slid across Haobai's wrists, like silver and scattered without leaving a trace, completely tracing her ice muscles and jade bones.

It was a pair of bare feet in cowhide stumbling shoes, delicate and delicate, the toes were like small shells, and the silver bells on the ankles burst out with the crisp sound of the steps, and the sound was provocative, but unfortunately there were some purple marks on the edge of the feet, which slightly destroyed the beauty. After a moment, Zuo Qingci's gaze slowly moved up. The silky silk trousers are wide and elegant, the side is open, revealing the smooth calves, the white waist is thin and exquisite, the navel is inlaid with a jasper ornament, the tight tulle outlines the beautiful lines, and the lining of the clothes is lightly dangling, like a tempting heartbeat, but it is a pity that the palace people of Tocharian hide their faces with tulle outside, and there is no way to glimpse the true face.

There was a light snow during the day, and at this time there was more than an inch of snow outside the palace, and the queen left a line of footprints in the place where she passed, which was obviously smaller than the footprints of the maids around her, thin and narrow, not a palm, and the arc was soft, so you can imagine how beautiful the half-curved Lingbo hidden under the skirt was. As she moved, a series of shredded sounds escaped from under her skirt, rustling like the touch of gold and silver jewelry.

The little girl who appeared in front of him now was like the moon and had fragrant cheeks and snow. She wore a variety of hair ornaments on her forehead, which fell straight to the center of her forehead, the aqua blue ring-shaped ears under her ears swayed lightly, shining on the snow skin, there was a light gauze at her wrists, and a small silver scimitar was carried around her skirt waist, and a long whip of gold and silver fell down her waist.

The hood slowly slipped off her shoulders and hung down on her shoulders, the fluffy mink fur like a circle of snow. Her hair is loosely tied into a bun, revealing an elegant jade neck with beautiful lines. At this moment, she pursed her lips slightly, her eyebrows were pale and distant, and the autumn water was empty.

At that moment, the mountains and rivers were silent and silent. The big shopkeeper looked at the wonderful face in front of him. The two thin eyebrows were gently soothed, the two curved phoenix eyes were faintly streamer, and the light pink lips that exhaled white gas drew an alluring rainbow. The corners of the lips are rippling, the teeth are fragrant, the light touch is secretly picky, and the smile is natural.

He raised his eyes quickly, and on the boots, on the skirt, on the belt, on the narrow sleeves, on the collar, on the cheeks, on the cheeks, on the cheeks, on the show of accuracy: they were a pair of eyes that were as bright as autumn water. It seems that in the dark corridor, there seems to be a pair of eyes like bright lights, reflecting the snow.

The golden light of the morning sun gilded the side of her face, illuminated the transparent earlobes, the small and lovely hairs behind the ears, the graceful cheek line, the plump and moist pomegranate flower-like lips, and the beautiful eyebrows that fluttered beyond ordinary women—these were all beautiful, but the most beautiful thing was the attentive and concerned look in her eyes.

The girl looked at Siye with a pair of bright eyes, a pair of snow-white and crystalline little feet without shoes slowly paced a few steps on the snow, her thin lips pursed slightly, and then turned back to the back of the strange bird.

The garden of spring light, the clumps of peonies bloom, each showing its glamorous appearance, three or two colorful butterflies flying, fluttering posture, a white jade fence stands in front of the flowers, there is a woman sitting on the railing, although she is sitting, but it can also be seen that she is delicate and slender, wearing a plain light yellow dress, under the long skirt, there are no silk shoes, but it is a pair of jade-like bare feet, which is swaying comfortably.

Xie Yun threw the snow-white fox fur cloak wrapped around his body to the butler, and strode in. The sleeves of his robe rolled up with the air of wind and snow, his handsome face was still frosty, and his eyes were cold and clear without joy or anger, staring directly at Shan Chao.

She wore white socks and sneakers, and a long, square-necked pink dress, and the splash of tired lights showed a golden yellow on her warm brown limbs. She sat there, her legs casually crossed high, her obscured eyebrows scanning the space, blinking from time to time.

The woman was dressed in a crimson dress, covered with a snow-white soft smoky tulle, with green eyebrows, cherry lips, a pair of big eyes that were shining, and her complexion was extremely bright. As he spoke, he bowed slightly towards Zhao Ting, and then looked at the other two with a smile, and when his eyes swept over Duan Chen, a ghostly light flashed.

The young man in Xuanyi sat quietly on the horse, slightly looking up at the life-saving benefactor in front of him, under the full arc of the moon, the dark eyes reflected the stunning red shadow, the delicate eyebrows, apricot-like eyes, a red butterfly with wings painted on the forehead, the untied hair scattered in the night breeze, a pair of snow-white bare feet were revealed under the red skirt, and the slender ankles were tied with dazzling silver bells.

He didn't notice that I was awake, dressed in a dark green shirt, sitting quietly on the edge of the stone couch, his lips against my ankles, the wide hem of his sleeves sliding down my calves as he lifted them, and looking down to catch a glimpse of the intricate patterns of the same color on the sleeves.

Looking at the love of the demon goddess, she also turned her anger into joy, her eyebrows were beautiful, her starry eyes were flowing, her face was like the morning glow, and her face was radiant. Lined with a body of soft skin and charming bones, the jade is pearly, and the more elegant it looks.

The sparse forest path, the cold plum branches, a half-moon-shaped lantern hangs high, and in the shadow of the lamp, she leans on his arm. He has beautiful sideburns, a small face as bright as jade, and red clouds on his cheeks. The tail of the eyes is obliquely picked, smiling shyly, the eyes are slightly horizontal, tactful and charming, it is actually a variety of amorous. The red lips are very delicate, like a snowy fresh plum, people can't help but want to pick it, accompanied by a light gasp, white smoke comes out, and a thin and crystal snowflake is blown up again, quickly melting, exuding a trace of ambiguity.

Looking down at the hand in his hand, slender and slender, round as jade, with a shallow purple, so beautiful that it is bewitching! It is such a pair of hands, waving white silk to save people's lives and take people's lives! In fact, such a pair of hands should be under the blue screen window, holding a dark orchid, bowing his head and sniffing, smiling lightly.

She squatted slightly, lightly supported the rabbit on her forearm, and each of her two wrists with a gold-inlaid white jade lotus bracelet touched lightly, jingle pleasant, she slowly walked towards me, standing still under the bright starry sky, her beautiful eyes were shining, reflecting the brilliant fireworks on the shore, showing a gentle smile to me, and suddenly feeling a hundred charms.

Only then did she turn her head to look at him, her autumn-like eyes, still full of smiles. Got up and bowed slightly, lifted his skirt and looked down at Sendai, where he watched carefully. The spring breeze swayed her bun, and the gold leaves interlocked. She lowered her head and looked at the steps, because the weather was getting warmer, she changed into a collar, and her white shoulders and neck looked holy and beautiful. He folded his arms lest she step wrong, and her smile widened when she saw him doing this.

The two girls have an average appearance, and the first thing that catches the eye is the pair of dark and bright eyes. Then lined with a shallow and sparse tuft of hair on the forehead, two slender eyebrows and a red cherry blossom with a qiong nose, and a jade-like skin. The end is a drop of powder and crispy rubbing, I don't know how much effort Tiangong has spent, pinching such a pair of fairy dolls.

The voice is delicate, the bead curtain is lightly flickering, the bright light is faintly flashing, the beauty is ashamed, the high cloud temples, the mask is tulle, the red Luo is lightly wrapped, the hand is holding the blue silk, the bare feet are like a lotus, the tender white is like jade, Ling Bo is slightly stepping, Ling Bo comes, as far as the eye can see, the scarlet carpet seems to turn into a red water, holding up a peerless red lotus.

The girl struggled to stand up in fright, her eyes were clear under the messy emanation, she looked around, her eyes flowed, although it was still difficult to hide the beauty of Gu Pan, her lips opened slightly, trembling lightly but she was silent, as if she wanted to ask for help, and gave up because of despair.

"Let's go, the Buddha is gone. The girl whispered, as if talking to herself.

She hadn't yet freshened up, only a white silk dress, and her hair was draped long behind her head. The few strands of hair that hung down on her cheeks and her eyelashes were dyed the color of the first ray, a reddish pale gold. As if she was not accustomed to this sudden light, under his gaze, she half-closed her eyes, leaning lazily against the pillars, her eyes floating.

Mrs. Murong was still wearing an azure jacket, surrounded by a dark purple camel hair shawl, her cheeks were slightly red from the cold, but her cheeks were even more sultry and charming, her eyes were bright, full of tears, and she waved at their sister and brother: "Go back, it's cold ......."

Qiong's nose and lips are beautiful, a little red, and she is wearing a snow-white thin dress, with red silk clothes covering her skirt, wrists, and waist. She was delicate, her red and white clothes were close to each other, giving her the feminine feeling of a girl, and the look of her eyes when she turned her long hair around her fingers made her unique.

Lifting the curtain and entering the inner room, Qu Lian saw at a glance that there was a twenty-eight girl standing in front of the kang at the banquet place. Holding a tea cup with water in his hand, he is wearing a moon-white gown, his face is white and pure, and his cherry lips are ruddy. When he heard the curtain ringing, he looked back, and his eyes shone like autumn water. Duan is a big beauty with bright eyes and bright teeth.

As if it understood, the strange bird let out a long whistling and flapped its huge wings and flew into the air.

Long after the girl had left, the surface of a snowy field on the mountainside suddenly moved, and then there was no movement, as if nothing had happened, but between the light of the calcium carbide fire, a purple light rose into the sky, bringing up countless snowflakes.

The sky has eyes, the fireball melted the ice and snow where they were standing, and under their feet was a Xiaoice crack that was more than a foot deep and wide, plus Mo Liunian's blow, the power of the extinguishing snow wave was much smaller, which made them Jedi survive, but as soon as they fell into the ice crevice, Xiao Banxian and Mo Liunian were unconscious, and they didn't wake up until just now.

The luckiest thing was that the edge of the ice where they fell was not covered by the falling snow waves.

Mo Liunian woke up first, and the little half-fairy lay sideways beside her, in the dark, Mo Liunian first went to probe the little half-fairy's snort, and saw that his breath was stable before he was relieved, and then went to explore Wuji, Wujian was still feverish, and there was nothing else.

Mo Liunian's hanging heart finally let go, and shook the little half-immortal vigorously, the little half-immortal came to his senses, knowing that everyone was fine, and his heart was also surprised and happy.

Heaven is always fair, and if you give more here, you will take some in other ways. Misfortune and fortune will always inadvertently break into people's lives, so in the face of failure and predicament, there is no need to mind too much, like the lost Saiong and the hardships of Feng Lao, with hope, one day will understand: loss is also a gain.

I want to die. I think the Moroccan bullets will reward me with the long sleep I longed for.

But fate did not agree, and it seemed that my life should not be over. And so what should have happened happened. Gradually, the Grim Reaper avoided me, and before I knew it, I liked life again.

When danger really met him, perhaps it was his calmness and fate that allowed him to survive

If you don't die, no one can be calm.

Xie Fangfei's eyes also turned red, she was moved, envious, and blessed. She blessed them wholeheartedly and sincerely. In such a troubled world, there is finally a pair of lovers who are about to be happy and free. She doesn't seem to be so desperate anymore, there are always many other good things in this world that make you feel that everything is worth it. There is a saying that there is no endless road, as long as you are willing to walk, there will always be a road.

Life and death have long been written, there should be such a stroke in life, you can't escape anywhere, and the living must continue to live.

Many things, things that were once thought to last forever, turned out to collapse in an instant. I once thought that he and her were the most poetic encounter in Chang'an City, like countless legendary stories, a woman in distress, and a chance encounter with a young man, but what she saved was the fate of a lifetime.

Everyone has his own destiny, some are good luck, some are bad luck, some are self-defeating, and some are bright and bright. I have to admit that I was so lucky.

Mo Liunian threw himself into the arms of the little half-immortal, tears slid silently down her cheeks, and the little half-immortal stroked her back: "I haven't heard a word, if you don't die, there will be a blessing in the future." ”

The heart must be clear, suddenly remembered that the master was ignorant of life, and she did not avoid the suspicion of men and women, rescued with her own hands, and escaped from death, like this heavenly fairy, it is a blessing to be able to get a side, how the great virtue has not been repaid at all, but because the other party is more than merciful, and the rescue is gracious, and there is a reverie

Withered bodies, powerless souls, in the dark, collide with each other blindly and desperately, waiting for a polished spark. The dawn did not come, the darkness was like a flame devouring every drop of desire, swallowing up every vain fluctuation of speed, I saw the body of the Dan like a burning glass, full of longing to fall on a piece of hard ice, the ice evaporated and disappeared, and the glass suddenly shattered.

When the catastrophe comes, you can endure it, and once the disaster passes, you can't think of revenge. They always go with the nature of history, and do not want to create or change history. Even if there is a headwind.

After a brief silence, the teenagers couldn't help but cheer loudly. In this cheer, it was full of the ecstasy of the rest of the life, and the thrilling night passed, and finally waited for the support of the family, even if they were severely punished for "disrespecting and humiliating", they couldn't care about it.

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