Xie Yun took down a gold-patterned black lacquer box from the Eight Treasures Pavilion and took out the small medicine bottle of mutton fat and white jade inside. Jin Xin took a closer look, and after opening the bottle, it was filled with vermilion powder, and he couldn't smell anything, only to see that its color was as red as blood, and it was very good-looking.

Mo Liunian picked up the porcelain vase: "Are you talking?"

Ying Long's voice was still arrogant, but it didn't come out directly, but the voice appeared very clearly in Mo Liunian's mind: "Otherwise, who else can there be besides me." ”

Aunt Wang seemed to sense that his tone was wrong, and she was a little nervous.

"What are you looking for me for?" Mo Liunian also responded in his mind.

"Let's make a deal, if I help you recover your lost memories, you release me, how about it?"

I have to say that this is very attractive, if it was before, it would have been even more attractive to Mo Liunian, but Mo Liunian has never been an unprincipled person.

I knew he was playing tricks on me, I knew it at the time, but I didn't listen to that consciousness because I needed to believe. I looked directly into his torch-like selfish eyes, a gentleman's agreement. Kurt refused to sign any papers, but everyone knew that, and I probably knew, that he left me at my mercy, but if I wanted to breathe life into my dreams, there was nowhere else.

In the final analysis, feelings are a matter of being willing to gamble and lose. For her, you are willing to gamble, you are willing to gamble and lose, so you are not afraid that one day in the future you will really lose, what you should be more afraid of is to miss, it is to pass by, and it has been lost before it started. Remember, your encounter is not meant to be missed.

My hesitation became so painful that I might well have decided to go to the theatre just to put an end to it and get rid of it once and for all. It is entirely possible for me to be allowed to receive the theatre, but not for spiritual revelation and the enjoyment of perfect art, but to shorten the suffering, not to meet the goddess of wisdom, but to meet the merciless gods who steal beams and pillars under the veil of the goddess, who have no face or name. Thankfully, all of a sudden, everything changed.

Is everything going to change, is it not going to come back, if the memories are a little longer? What can I do, in exchange for only sadness, no matter how hard I always try, nothing will be fake, at that moment there will always be something unexpected happening to me, is there no past, and now is the result, I don't want to say it anymore, I don't want to see what others think of me, I've always lived like this, where do you care about me?

No matter what you've been through, you've always been qualified to fight for everything you want, and even if you're not satisfied, you can at least go out and fight against God. But I can't do anything, I can't fight, I have nowhere to quit, and I don't even have the right to give up, because my life is not entirely my own, and I can only wait for God's arrangement.

People have more meaningful things to do, those who have caused you harm, you have wasted your emotions and time on them, and it is not worth your continued waste. Then you may ask, since you are so generous, why don't you help him, saying, he is very good, if you want him, let go of the past? Not caring does not mean that you have to repay the grievances with virtue, the matter is in the past, but the feeling of hurt left by the incident in the heart at that time is not so easy to pass.

Actually, the eyes of the heart are not lost, but are temporarily closed or hidden, and when we turn to the light side, the enlightened side, the wisdom side, they slowly open.

I just want to stand quietly by his side and watch the clouds fly and fall. Until dusk. Grateful for this moment to have him share. A moment is enough. But then, I gave up on the idea. I think that in fact, anyone's love is only for a moment.

"I'm sorry, it's not possible. Mo Liunian stuffed the porcelain bottle into the Qiankun bag of the little half-immortal again.

If there are too many changes in your life, it is really easy to become neurotic. For example, when you are used to your parents' nagging, and suddenly one day they stop nagging you, you feel uncomfortable. Or suddenly learn that a good friend you have always trusted is saying bad things about you behind your back, and you will always make trouble, and you will be devastated.

In fact, it is very simple to want to meet someone, sometimes it is just a phone call, sometimes it is just a plane ticket. The reason why I don't want to see you is because there is always something in my heart that I think is more important, and I think that person will always wait for you. Until many misses, they have become farewells, and many misunderstandings have turned into disdain.

In fact, most people's problem is that they can't see hope and dare not work hard, or because of past failures that stop the current pace. Then remember: never shy away from your past, let alone use it to implicate your future. It doesn't matter if there is hope or not, it doesn't matter which path you have, what matters is that you are willing to work hard for it and then see hope.

"You'll regret it. Ying Long's voice was intriguing.

His voice was loose and low, the tail note was hooked, the words fell, and he turned his head to show his white teeth and smiled, inexplicably people felt a little calm in their hearts. This seemed to be asked to Song Yin, and no one answered on her behalf. Lu Jiahe's eyes were dark and deep, and he looked straight into her eyes like this, and people were inexplicably flustered.

The other mortal enemy of the same fear of tomorrow is regret. I regret that I didn't review before the exam, I regret that I didn't confess to the person I love, I regret that I didn't say sorry to that person, I regret that I didn't do it early while I was young, and I regret why I said that...... However, there is no regret medicine in the world, and many regrets are just powerless.

"Well, if I listen to your nonsense, I will indeed regret it. Mo Liunian returned to the big stone and sat down, no matter how Ying Long tempted her, she didn't listen.

When others say good things to you, they are actually lying to you. And when others say bad things about you, most of them really hate you. So you will know that in this world, the people who are really good to you are only one-tenth, maybe even less. Encourage you when you're sad, pour cold water when you're good, fight hard when you're in danger, and be quiet when you're happy. One such person is already a gift from heaven.

If a person can adhere to common sense and conscience, only say what he really thinks in his heart, and do not follow other people's nonsense, nor is he duplicitous, he can be regarded as a half-wise man.

Suddenly, Florence was not the woman he had seen before, the insidious, cunning, cruel, bloody, evil woman, he couldn't accept it for a while. No. This person is very good at lying, and tells lies very roundly, so that people cannot see the truth from the false, and cannot distinguish between black and white.

There are too many people in this world, they will not leave for anyone, and when they are tired, they will leave with their hands, leaving each other with the desolation of the world. For them, all the eternal and rotten seas are just jokes, and they can discard them without feeling guilty about them. The ruthless man is like that, even if he can stay for you for a few days, it is only to satisfy his greedy heart, and when he leaves, you don't expect him to change his mind. For these people, meeting and parting is not so important.

Andrew looked at his respectful appearance wordlessly, with mixed feelings in his heart. All of this will come to naught in an instant, music, wine, ...... These things that life pursues are like lofts in the sky, which will disappear at any time. He couldn't help but lament the brevity of life's glory.

Rulian knew that the time had come, just like a death row prisoner in the past, at three o'clock in the afternoon, but before the time came, her heart was filled with fear, sadness and worry, so she couldn't let go of thinking about it, and she couldn't help crying. When the time comes, I know that the big thing is coming, and the chess game is difficult to overturn, so I try to taste the inevitable pain of my body, and my heart becomes a fascination, and I don't care, I only close my eyes and bow my head to listen to the fiddling of creation.

After the little half-immortal and the innocent entered the water, they used the breath-holding method, and the two came directly to the outside of the enchantment, which was very small, but the caster's Taoism was very high, and it was almost impossible to find a flaw.

The little half-immortal showed the Futu Sword, and Wuji's face changed when he saw it, is he, the elder brother, really ready to split the enchantment?

Little Banxian smiled at Wuxian and began to dig the soil, at first Wujian didn't know what he was doing this, but he finally understood after watching until Little Banxian dug a big hole.

The little half-immortal actually wanted to dig a path to drill into the enchantment!

Innocent, funny and speechless, what kind of person would have thought of such a method.

In fact, the little half-immortal finally found the enchantment when he first entered the water, and although he could make the enchantment visible, he couldn't enter it.

It wasn't until he saw a small shrimp coming out of the soil that he tentatively dug along the barrier, only to find that the barrier was like an upside-down bowl that could be entered by digging a hole in the ground.

Xia Nuannuan walked silently behind An Yinchen, and the clanging sound of iron chains colliding sounded in her ears from time to time, she could fully imagine the indifferent and proud expression on the face of this unruly man at this time. For her, such an expression is like a wound that will never heal, exposed to the sun, raw pain.

I answered, glanced at Tuoba again indifferently and stiffly, ignored his painful gaze, handed his hand to Xiao Baorong, and let him pull me away slowly.

I gently held Yu'er, cautiously, and slowly tried to put it into the nearest pond, but Yu'er stopped me, and said in tears: "The grace of benefiting all things has never been remembered, once it became a flood but left a thousand years of infamy, today's battle, has already seen countless ugly faces, whining pain, rather than returning."

In fact, the so-called sorrow is nothing more than the fact that the people of the past cannot be traced, the present heart is not at ease, and the future is unknowable.

I will not meet in the future, and I will fall into the hands of hunters by mistake, that is, I should be slaughtered, and my body will be broken and decayed. Remembering your begging to mourn, you should die now, pity your little orphan, and try to live yourself.

Take a closer look at the people around you, find the person you dream with, and find the person who is still trying to persevere. If there is such a person, tell him, don't be afraid, you will never be alone.

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