Between a green mountain and green water, on a small hill, the mother is raining, the dust nuns, the people of Muzi, Qingsuo, Ziying, standing on a small hill, looking at a village with thousands of households, broken beams and broken houses, leaning on a green hill, speckled bloodstains, like autumn maple leaves, and delicate roses, rendering the co-prosperity of summer and autumn, the beauty of a thousand years, I can't help but let the three women be fascinated.

The mother's toes are a few points above the green grass tip, like a dragonfly dotting water, a milky white silk white robe, gently squirming with the wind, like a fairy flying into the sky, as they are far away from the Yiren, the rain is like a floating and unreal and reality, hazy, poetic and picturesque. Ruo's three women are enchanted.

The mother came to the top of the hill in the rain and looked at the severed limbs and buttocks on the other side of the hill. At a glance, I knew that it was the Dazi Dynasty again, and the angry mother Piaoyu pulled out the wooden sword on her waist, and waved it wildly, bringing up the dust in the sky, but it couldn't be contaminated to the body of the mother Piaoyu, just like a lot of white lotus flowers in the muddy land, holy and peaceful, and charming. The three women who watched it, unconsciously, forgot themselves and time.

The scenery is picturesque, really beautiful, very beautiful, and the rain is like a natural carving, washing hibiscus with water. The artistic conception of the master's work is not known geometry compared to the distance, the Dazi Dynasty poured the power of the whole country, wrote a few beautiful poems, splashed a few beautiful paintings, how can it not infect many people with sincere emotions, not to mention the creation of the painting scroll required by the brush, ink and paint, the cost is huge, there are a few ordinary people, a few dollars of silver, the painting is good-looking, and how can there be the source of the beauty of the Dazi Dynasty's paintings. The artistic conception is far-reaching.

It seems that thousands of years ago, the 100 million miles short city of the Great Poor Dynasty. But after all, the distance between them is a long time. How can it compare to the new work that has just been drawn at this moment, which is shocking.

Hahaha, hahaha, hahaha, ha, haha's laughter came from Mom Piaoyu's mouth far, far away.

Shi's mother said softly, "This book review is a bit funny." ”

"The Emperor's Beauty Sword" Chapter 16 Who is fascinated is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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