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pm | | Mirror Dragon War (28th Nov 22 at 12:38am UTC) |   | Over the past hundred years, the wind whistled through his ears. He could not say anything after all. He just stretched out his hand and patted each other heavily on the right shoulder. There were tears in his eyes: "Work hard." The crown prince pulled the corners of his mouth and responded with a classic smile. However, in such a bright and casual smile, there are complex feelings that can not be seen in the end. Yes, even if batch after batch of people fall, die and die, they still have to work hard to run forward-even if he does not have deep feelings for the country and the nation; even if his life of running and fighting is not what he wants; even if he has to fight all the way to the end, only to be silent forever. The fragrance of the rose dissipated in the night wind, and there was no sound. The Sheng had just rushed out of the mausoleum at the moment, and when he saw such a situation, he was slightly stupefied-the free and easy drunkard uncle's hand was on the shoulder of the smelly hand that was always not serious, and they were relatively silent, and the expressions on their faces were so rare. They Cried? wwＷ。 xiaoshuotxt=com Chapter 14 Separation Xiao _ Shuo t-x-t _ Tian/Tang The sky before dawn was dark blue, and the Sheng sat on the cold jade steps, staring blankly at Zhen Lan and Xijing, not daring to speak much. The latter was talking about something in a low voice, as if the matter was rather complicated, and it was not over for a long time. Why don't you go? It's better to go back and say it than stay here. The Sheng moved her body a little impatiently, feeling the cold of the ground coming up,faux ficus tree, so cold that she could not sit still-after all, it was early autumn, and the wind in the west brought sighs of the dead from the empty mountains, driving away the heat, and the whole cloud wasteland was about to turn into the golden autumn. All right, that's settled. The conversation over there finally ended, Zhen Lan forcefully held Xijing's hand,silk ficus tree, "Ze Zhiguo's side of the matter, please you and Murong Xiu." "Yes." Xijing nodded and promised, turned his head and looked at the girl sitting next to him, a little worried, "but." There are two seals left. Who will accompany her? She's on her way alone, I'm afraid. "What?" The Sheng listened to the last sentence and jumped up. "Don't leave me!" She jumped over and grabbed Xijing's sleeve. "Uncle Drunkard..." "You don't have to worry," Zhen Lan interface, stopped her attack, obviously already considered, "I will find the most appropriate person to take you." "The most appropriate person?" Xijing was a little surprised. "Who?" The Kongsang people, who can walk freely on the land of Yunhuang day and night, have no one else except him-where does the "proper person" come from? "Fuguojun Zuoquan makes Yan Xi." Zhen Lan smiled at the corners of her mouth and answered indifferently. The Sheng, who was about to protest, stood there, large artificial blossom trees ,outdoor palm trees, his mouth open in a circle. I can feel the situation of each part of the body: in the remaining three seals, the left foot has been brought back by Yan Xi from Guishenyuan-now he has passed through Yecheng and returned to the base camp of Jinghu Lake. Zhen Lan looked at the tongue-tied Sheng, laughed and patted her on the head. "Xijing just told me that you got the water drops.". In that case, why don't you follow me back to the colorless city first. When I unlock the seal of my left foot, I will ask Yan Xi to take care of you, and then go together to find the rest of the seal-okay? "Yes, yes!" The Sheng was overjoyed and blurted out cheers. Xijing smiled bitterly and really wanted to knock her on the head-the little girl was really a woman who valued sex more than friends. When she thought of Yan Xi, she immediately forgot everything else and refused to leave a moment ago. The Sheng stuck out his tongue and looked at Xijing. Suddenly he felt a little embarrassed to abandon him like this. He pulled Xijing's skirt and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Drunkard. I'll come back for you when I find the other hands and feet of my smelly hands!" "Will you remember to come back, little girl?" Xijing scraped her nose, but felt happy in her heart. In any case, to see this girl so happy, the clouds in my heart will be swept away, as if to see the clouds again full of sunshine, no matter what there is hope.
Xijing touched her head with a smile. This time she did not shake her head angrily. She just raised her head seriously and looked at the bearded uncle who had accompanied her all the way: "I will. I will remember." Xijing looked at the girl who had traveled all the way, her eyes full of love, "You have suffered so much all the way, you should learn a lot-let Yan Xi worry less in the future, you know?" The Sheng grinned, and when it came to Yan Xi, the joy in her eyes seemed to overflow. It's almost dawn. She muttered softly, glancing at Zhen Lan out of the corner of her eye-why don't you go? "Wait a little longer." Zhen Lan looked back at the palace, eyes slowly some dignified. Qingyuan with the army, still over there-things should not be difficult, but so long, how not to come back? He suddenly remembered the beautiful woman who had made a contract with him in the underground palace, and he felt uneasy. That from the bead body has some kind of strange temperament, do not know what she experienced in the growth, unexpectedly accumulated such a complex breath, although the body and human, but the body seems to have a magic habitat. Perhaps, really should not make a contract with her, let the young and careless Qingyuan go with her? Long waiting, did not wait for the news from the palace, but heard the footsteps from the foot of the mountain. The three of them suddenly turned around and looked warily at where they had come from. Out of the dim shadows of the trees before dawn came a line of travel-stained treasure thieves. Surrounded by a young man with a pale face in the middle, a group of ferocious men from the West came silently until they stopped in front of the temple, put their hands on their swords at their waists, and lowered their heads. Zhen Lan raised her eyebrows and looked with some surprise at the people who had gone and returned. These people got the priceless treasure, naturally should leave the nine boundaries overnight, go to Yecheng to cash-how can they come back here? Could it be that there are still treasures in the underground palace that you haven't got? However, just as he was guessing at random, he suddenly saw the young man in the middle step forward,silk cherry blossom tree, press his right hand on his left shoulder, and kneel down on one knee: "Yin Geer, the treasure thief of the Western Wilderness?"? Calomone He led his subordinates to thank you for saving their lives. 。 hacartificialtree.com | |
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