The smile on the corner of Jiang Xiyan's mouth flashed, and then his eyes sank: "We may have encountered the same trouble again this time." ”

Xiao Banxian seemed to sense that his tone was wrong, and he was a little nervous in his heart.

"Could it be that you were also chased by monsters for some reason?" If a meteor crossed the eyes of the little half-fairy, a moment of light was fleeting, and he chuckled lightly and said in a low voice.

The most troublesome problem in the world is knowing what the problem is, but not being able to solve it.

Complaining about fate, suffering and frustration, without the slightest sense, will only make our present and future worse

Even if you can find a suitable job, then there is a series of worries and thoughts, and it is all a problem;

I'm afraid that the world is so big, the future is so long, and I will never find someone I love again. I'm afraid you're going to be upset, you're going to be sad, you're going to give up what you want most because of something that's not important.

It's just that no matter which one you are attached to, it's a kind of cruelty to yourself. I used to think that people who keep memories are the most miserable, but I don't know that people who can't even keep memories are the saddest.

I don't know whether the previous days were happy or sad, and the future days don't know whether they will be lucky or unlucky

Other people's problems can be solved by themselves, and their own problems will be solved by others.

We only see our own pain and never remember our own mistakes.

Life is like this, there are worries, there are sorrows, and then you can laugh when you cry and say "I'm okay" out loud.

I like it most in the morning, as if I can start over with anything, I start to feel sad at noon, and I feel the most difficult at night.

After walking on the road of life for a long time, everyone will feel tired! Moreover, there will be troubles and pains of one kind or another

Temporary comfort can only provoke pain, and the slightest uneasiness is the greatest misfortune.

Actually, troubles are not that scary, and sometimes, troubles can help us

No matter what serious events happen, life always starts again.

It doesn't matter where you're standing now, it's the direction you're standing in.

Every person has an angel who is always watching over him/her, if this angel feels that your life is too sad and your mood is too sad, then he will become someone close to you, maybe it is your friend, maybe it is your lover, maybe it is your parents, maybe it is a stranger you have only met once.

If there is no tragic factor, if there is no sad life, then this world will not exist.

"When you say that what you have experienced, it is that there are many people who do not go" not only our experience, but also our actions, all our thoughts, and all our sufferings will not disappear.

Indeed, when many students around us encounter difficulties, they are not thinking about how to solve them, but are full of sorrow, always complaining that God is unfair, always complaining that their fate is too miserable, and always complaining......

It hurts to a certain extent, and I can't think of those parents and relatives in my mind at all, and I just want to let everything end quickly.

There are no "ifs" in the world, but there are many "buts".

Sometimes loss is not a form of sadness, but it can be a blessing

It's not easy to live the life you want to live, and you need to put in a lot to stay unswayed by others. If you can, I still want you to work hard for the life you want to live, because that's what you are.

It seems that everyone is waiting for the future, and no matter what he has now, he always feels that something more important will come in the future. He was right, death was the most important thing.

The greatest misfortune of a person, in his lifetime, is probably not how many hardships and setbacks he has suffered, but that although he is busy all day long, he does not know what he is most suitable for, what he likes to do, and what he needs to do most.

If this is death, who wants to be awakened again to face all the struggles and chaos of life, to face all the troubles of life now, to face all the worries of the future, and especially to face all the tedious memories of the past?

Jiang Xiyan shook his head and raised his head lightly, a faint light flashed in his eyes, drawing a strong but not strong arc, like a late autumn remnant lotus, fragrant in an instant, fleeting.

She raised her hand to smooth out her somewhat messy hair, and said word by word in an ultra-calm tone: "The Qiankun Town map has been stolen." ”

The little half-immortal almost didn't fall off the chair when he heard it, the Jiang family's demon whip half-immortal family's floating slaughter sword, the Jiang family's Qiankun Zhentu half-immortal family's sky-cutting sword momentum, is the family's supreme magic weapon, it is said to have evolved from the Taoist patriarch Lao Tzu's magic weapon Taiji Tu, and only the head of the family can have it.

A thunderbolt flashed in the heart of the little half-immortal, and the eyebrows and eyes were locked, but Jiang Xiyan's eyes were like the distant water Luan Peak, as quiet as the water, as in the past, making it difficult for the little half-immortal to see through.

Xiao Banxian didn't speak, but Jiang Xiyan felt that Xiao Banxian's hand trembled obviously, and his face turned pale in an instant.

The Qiankun map is a cloth package that can contain the heavens and the earth, load the Qiankun, trap strong enemies in the map, and then conclude a contract to drive them into slavery.

From then on, those who surrender and hold this picture, if they are disobedient and scattered, it can be said that all the creatures in this picture will become private.

The tricky thing is that once the soul contract is signed, the two parties will reach a contract by default, and they must serve the holder of the Qiankun Diagram, otherwise the curse will backfire, and the original gods will be destroyed, and they will not be able to live forever!

This treasure can deal with enemies at the level of golden immortals, like a net to trap the opponent, wrap the whole body, and recite spells or use mana to drive into it.

Everything that exists falls into the bondage of cause and effect, time and space, and is in some way in slavery. To exist means to restrict, and to exist means to lose freedom.

Xiao Banxian asked: "The Qiankun Town Map is kept by you personally, and it is placed in your ruins, how can it be stolen?"

Jiang Xiyan said: "Half a year ago, my clansmen and I went to hunt down a thousand-year-old wolf demon, and I accidentally fell into the trap of the wolf demon, rolled off the cliff and passed out. ”

Not far away, a small pebble lightly shot out, passed through the flowers, and instantly hit the back of the neck of the palace man. The palace man fell to the ground with a thud, and lost consciousness before he could even make a sound.

"Apart from the Qiankun Town Map, have you lost anything?" for example, ......" The little half-immortal's voice paused, and a subtle strangeness appeared in his expression.

The change came so quickly and silently, the little half-immortal seemed to be suddenly emptied, his eyes were scattered into the air, and his lips moved twice.

The little half-fairy turned his face sideways, and the towering eaves cast a pale shadow in front of Jiang Xiyan's bright forehead, and his eyes looked much deeper than usual.

Jiang Xiyan carefully stroked his fingers over the light petals of broken brocade, and his clear eyes gradually flashed with trouble, and said in a low voice: "I only lost the map of Qiankun Town." ”

The little half-immortal asked in a deep voice: "Do you think the other party is a demon or a human?"

Jiang Xiyan looked at the eyes of the little half-immortal, was silent for a moment, and then said, "It's human." ”

Xiao Banxian glanced at Jiang Xiyan, a shallow light flashed in his eyes, his brows were slightly furrowed and he nodded, "Hmm".

Jiang Xiyan's cultivation is definitely the best, even if it is not the strongest, and if she can forcibly open her ruins and steal the map of Qiankun Town, she can't find ten people in this cultivation world.

The little half-immortal was also silent, and said for a long time before he said: "Is there a fox demon in the map of Qiankun Town that is nearly a thousand years old, a 10,000-year-old bamboo demon, and a descendant of the Nuwa clan." ”

Jiang Xi's face changed slightly: "There are countless demons in the past few thousand years, as far as I know, there are indeed 10,000-year-old bamboo demons and thousand-year-old fox demons, as for the descendants of the Nuwa clan, I don't know." ”

The little half-immortal sighed: "In this way, most of the monsters who want to dismantle me are likely to come from the Qiankun Town map." ”

When she unconsciously hugged her head, it seemed that the blood shadows around her were shaking, until the clothes and belts were grabbed tightly, Xiao Ling'er's screams pulled back her senses, and she found that her body was swaying, and she was almost about to fall off the horse.

Who expected that the next person was just about to go, when suddenly there was a frightened scream from the inner room, followed by ping-pong, and footsteps staggered. Several maids rushed into the door, staggered and fell to the ground in an instant, rolling and crawling and shouting.

It was still a handsome and good face, the color of the pupils was extremely dark, lingering a very light ink blue, like a mist of smoke, hiding the crystal water, I couldn't tell whether it was a tear of hatred, or a cold ice air, but when I finally looked at me, my tense face was suddenly torn apart and distorted, and even the corners of my eyebrows and eyes that had always been soft were pinched in pain.

Pieces of light snowflakes, flying, flying down on the young emperor's silver hair, the beautiful eyes that flew into the temples like peach blossoms, from the initial surprise, gradually became clear, he smiled shallowly, the smile was dazzling, and the snowfall that danced in the night was also lost.

She stared at him in a daze, almost stunned, his shadow clearly reflected in her black and white eyes, and then blurred and crushed by tears, turning into light and shadow jumping on the surface of the lake, and pieces welled up from her eyes.

The bright sunlight shone down, flowing on his long and thick eyelashes glittered like gold, and the purple eyes were like dreamy water, surging with tenderness, as if with a kind of true tenderness that I had never seen before, staring deeply at me.

In the backlight, he looked back slightly, looking at the void sky, the corners of his lips lightly hooked. It's just that there is regret in his eyes that he doesn't even notice.

Perhaps, I am just a shadow in your eyes, flashing by, and you are just a fleeting meteor in my life, after a flash of appearance, there is no trace, in that case, will there be some regrets?

When he heard his name, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, his eyes raised slightly, but he found that Gao Zhan's eyes were burning, staring at me, and when his eyes met, the corners of his lips raised a hint of a feminine smile, which was meaningful and breathtaking.

He seemed to be frozen in a white glow like the sun, his skin was like white jade reflecting the glow, and his chestnut hair trembled in the breeze, exuding a trace of brilliant gold.

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