Lin Ruonan looked very afraid of Jiang Shuying, and although she was full of reluctance when she called her, she still walked over and said softly: "Senior sister in charge." ”

"If you give birth to a concubine, you will give birth to a concubine, Your Highness will take care!" Zhao Qiong did not pay attention to Zijuan's kind words and persuasion, and still stood still, after a long time, her red lips opened lightly, and she made an oath softly, and then resolutely turned around and slowly walked towards the carriage parked aside.

Jiang Shuying glanced at Lin Ruonan lightly, said to the little half-immortal, and led Lin Ruonan away.

In the rainy Jiangnan alleys of the previous life, you and I went to the appointment, watching you hold an umbrella and walk in the rain and smile shallowly. In order to keep time from going so fast, I sat quietly outside the long street of the galaxy. Let the rain wet the moon and never forget, pick up the pen and draw your smile into a dream; let the calm after the flowers bloom take away the slightest loneliness, my painting on the platform is the Huafa of a lifetime.

Thinking about life for more than 30 years, windy and rainy, sentimental and thoughtful. It seems to be settled in a city, but the inner world is actually drifting away. Up to now, I am the falling flower figure, the autumn water is clear, although the time is far away, but it does not reduce the old style.

In the twilight, he stood silent, cold and desolate, like crying. Away from people's tears, chaotic hearts, a few reincarnations in the morning and twilight, if the sun is fine, there must be no death! How many things, never in a hurry, how many things, such as rainbow memories, one eye and one light year, one turn and one day, heaven and earth, chasing after each other, the world is too far away, still in love with the present.

How many clouds, sunny and warm, impermanently gathered and scattered, now I think of it, it is just a wisp of wind walking under the eaves. My heart is pure and simple, like the rain over the blue sky, not stained with dust, all the hard work of the past is in a hurry, and the displacement is uneasy, and it has passed in the end.

I'm just afraid that I'll be in a hurry for the rest of my life, hesitating, hesitating. White bones and yellow ridges, the wall is pink in the coming year. The spring grass is endlessly covered with layer by layer. I just want to meet again, in the ordinary courtyard, a glimpse of the red. Flowing in the ordinary, a handful of heavy tea in his hand.

Thinking of the glance of the Fengqiwu girl before leaving, she sighed long, she saw the thorns in the road ahead, but she still insisted on walking, I don't know whether to call it stupid or praise its courage. Lowered his head to look at his palm, and his fingertips pointed to the hand lines on his palm, but he smiled slightly bitterly, with a touch of loneliness in a thousand mountains.

A word shocked the red dust, the glass half a world of desolation, tonight, you fluttering clothes, waving your hand to say goodbye to the waning moon in the west, flicking your sleeves is you and I sitting at both ends of the red dust, silently on the bank of the Acacia River. Since then, there is no longer the selfish desire to steal under the moon before the flowers, and all that remains is the past of the wind and snow.

Lin Ruonan also glared at the little half-immortal fiercely when he left, the three-legged bird was also in the shape of the owner, the bird's claws were planed, and the three of them were covered with snow all over their heads.

By the time they swept away the blood on top of their heads, the stinky bird had already disappeared into the barrier.

The little half-immortal couldn't cry or laugh, Lin Ruonan looked innocent and lively, but he was ruthless.

We deal with one thing rationally and calmly during the day, and in our dreams at night we dream of the exact opposite, embarrassing situation. We procrastinate and resist things without giving reasons for opposing them, and we are inexplicably associated with thing A to thing B, but we are not aware of the intrinsic connection between the two.

This contrast made him a little jealous of this little girl, and he only hoped that he would not meet her again in the future, otherwise it would be a question of whether to kill or be killed.

This was also too surprising, everyone was stunned and didn't know how to speak, on the one hand, they were shocked by Jiang Feng's momentum, and on the other hand, they were puzzled to see that only the most arrogant Bai Pojun had no more arrogant attitude.

It's like a twenty-year-old age, either arrogant or inferior, facing people and things that show at this stage, there is boundless confusion and timidity in the freshness. After all, it is the mentality that comes from attaching too much importance to one's own "whether or not to be recognized", and in retrospect, it is also pitiful and pitiful.

This farce came and went in a hurry, making people see it in a fog, and the little half-immortal didn't understand why Lin Ruonan wanted to kill him in the end, Lin Ruonan said that it was to clear the obstacles for the medical pulse of the Snow Mountain, but how could he become an obstacle to the medical pulse of the Snow Mountain.

Different people have different eyes, and even for the same thing, they see very different things. I think that the beautiful, the ugly, the evil, the good, are in people's hearts after all, and therefore, everyone will have a life of their own.

Life is like a bridge, we come from there, go there, and sigh as we go, because there are too many hated things.

With many unsolved mysteries, the three of them left Qilian Mountain, but instead of going to Mo Yan and them, they went to Qingcao Lake.

Wujian asked, "Don't you need to talk to Brother Mo about them?"

Xiao Banxian said: "No need, even if they know, they can't help." ”

In the evening, the three of them came to Qingcao Lake, and as soon as they fell down, they felt that Ying Long's spirit became restless, Ying Long's main water, even it could be alarmed, it seemed that the thing in it was really a treasure.

The little half-immortal said: "I'll enter the water first, and you wait for me here." ”

Wujian said: "Brother, I'll go with you." ”

Xiao Banxian said: "Although you went there last time, but now the underwater situation is unknown, there are many people and the goal is big, if you encounter something, it is not easy to escape, you are waiting for me here." ”

The knife spun round and round, Liu Xu's abdominal cavity had been twisted into a ball of flesh, and even a big hole was spun out of his lower back, blood soaked through his robe, and flowed down between his legs, quickly accumulating into a small puddle of blood, Liu Xu's neck twitched mechanically a few times, softly tilted to the side, and swallowed his last breath.

The hand gently stroked the wound on the left side of his face that was scratched by the frost yesterday, and took a breath gently, so long and deep scar, from the outer corner of the eye to the corner of the lip, the skin was torn, and the pink muscles were turned out, and the yellow serum was condensed, which looked extremely ugly and hideous.

She muttered under her breath, brought her hands to her chest, gathered strength, held her breath, and pushed forward slowly, firmly. The donkey struggled, squirting yellow liquid from its nostrils, its head croaking, and behind it, amniotic fluid and feces splashed out. Shangguan father and son covered their eyes in horror.

Lying on my back in the car, I only felt a slight cold air, which gradually reached my heart from the tips of my toes. I felt dangerous, and I couldn't scream when I wanted to, and my tongue hardened. I wanted to move, and then my limbs didn't listen to my commands. Suddenly, I felt a very heavy black lump flying over my head, and I don't know what will happen in the future.

The women of their house always smiled at them as if the two of them were a pair of little gods. Even when the two of them were beaten to the point of bleeding, they only came out very politely to touch their wounds, but did not dare to reprimand them. The two of them are Japanese boys, and Japanese boys will be future "heroes" who kill people without blinking.

Hai glanced at the squatting and took a few steps, held his son in his arms, lifted it up, and kissed it vigorously, so that his little face was about to break. Huanhuan was embarrassed and reluctant, dodging left and right.

Then, Young Master Yan, who had already sat down, didn't know what was going on, and stood up like a corpse. I saw his slender eyebrows furrowed, and he gave a displeased glance to Xiao Yu'er next to him, but he refused to give a hint, which made the little girl's face pale under his gaze, and she was so overwhelmed that she was about to cry.

At this moment, a familiar person leaned over and silently reached out to touch him. Except for Chang Gung, ordinary people don't do this, if they want to help, they will help, and if they don't help, they won't help, and there are not so many steps as Chang Gung. Gu Yun felt that Chang Geng always seemed to be a little inexplicably nervous in front of him, and always had to express his existence in a very low-key manner first, and then unless Gu Yun stretched out his hand to let him hold it, he would follow step by step and never stretch out his hand.

As an inexperienced person, I was subjected to a little too severe, and the change was a little sudden, for my original life was very sweet and very happy, and at once I fell into unimaginable pain and difficulty, and apart from the chilling illness itself, the reaction to me at first was more intense and uncomfortable than usual. The seizures were so frequent that I could no longer find true peace. I'm in good spirits so far, and if I keep going, I'll be better off than the thousands, who don't have a fever, no pain, except for the pain caused by misthinking.

Xiao Duan saw that her expression was wrong, and asked a few times worriedly, but she didn't answer. When she returned to the farm, dinner was being served, and she hurriedly ran to help. But after the students' meal, when several teachers sat down to eat, she felt a headache and had no appetite at all, so she said that she had a headache and ran back to her room to sleep.

We are always planning what the new company will look like in the future, discussing whether the delivery guy who delivers rice noodles will be intercepted downstairs and unable to enter the high-end office building. We didn't talk about the memories of the past, the mood and nostalgia for the events that happened during the year. Because we know that our lives are like a great river that seems to be stagnant, rushing for thousands of miles every day and night.

In a sparsely populated place, vastness is a disaster, a source of sorrow, and the greatest helplessness of man. How many years will you feel like you haven't seen the living, you won't see visitors, you will have the feeling of being imprisoned in a corner of the world and never going out, and you will have the feeling of being forgotten by the crowd and abandoned by the outside world. Every day you look for people in a very limited range, find nothing but drink, only get drunk, and then wander your imagination and expand a self-righteous bustling world, lively scenes, wandering around, drunkenly not knowing where their hometown is.

She was between Jiang Zhu, looking forward to it endlessly. She vividly remembered that she had met that person here, and here she watched helplessly as that person left. Today, the green mountains are still green.

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