8. Drunk joy
Drunk and happy.
The love of the palace, the hatred of the princess.
Do not ask for white horses, and do not envy life.
She turned away from all the glory of the earth and came to China with him a thousand miles to be a good wife and a good mother and a good son, and to see the wind over the clouds, and the hand of the devoted son, and an old son.
Everything is the best.
One.
The Qin Qin Qin heart has always been a drug addict.
It was like this morning in the back garden, where a white rabbit came down to her feet, and she looked at her little, cute, and she reached out with her hand in order to touch the soft hair of the rabbit, and suddenly from afar she screamed, “Don’t touch it!” I’m sorry.
It was a moon of shabby, rushing towards it, and holding a rabbit like a great enemy. She was accompanied by Qin, who looked at her eyes, and looked at her with joy behind her, with no face, but in her eyes a tingling of disgust.
It was a bit awkward to take back his hand, and it was only then that Shaw Moon realized what, spitting out his tongue, and whispering, “This is from my husband and sister, and it’s only in a hurry that the moon means nothing else.”
The violet hears and laughs behind.
But the Qin Qin refused to speak, saying, “She was a witch of the South, and she was poisoned. Why should the moon explain so much? I’m sorry.
He said that he had been through the moon, that he would not look at the purple velvet, and that he would turn around.
“To poison it tomorrow!” * And I’m glad *
The Qin will surely look at her again with a harsh look, and he will say, “The evil witch is evil.” I’m sorry.
When Qin Qin, who had already gone far, heard what was happening behind him, he looked back and saw that the two men were being pulled out of their minds, and that there was no protection for men or women in public.
The eyes of the darkness were indistinguishable, and they were dazzled.
Obscene and debauchery.
The bridesmaids are married to the Qin family along with the Qin family, and the bridesmaids are often followed by the bridesmaids, but only by the Qin, a white-leaved saint who has been married from far away from the South, but with a strange young man who has been blinded by his guests.
The eyebrows strangling a ghost’s elegance, the ink as a fall, the overdressing of clothes, the appearance of ink-grained tattoos on the skin, and the folding of silver rings with feet, when they move.
Most appallingly, in the chapel, a spate of poisons, such as guacamole, lizards, spiders, etc., came out of the front hall, terrorizing the faces of the people, and the month of depression under the red covers was surrounded by long snakes, screaming and fainting in the arms of Qin.
The veal was so scared that it lifted its head off, it grabbed the teenagers around it and whispered, “Happy! I’m sorry.
She whistled with her hands, and it was so loud that the venom of the hall immediately retreated like a current, that she approached the Qin Yuan, trying to see if she was hurt, and the Qin Qin pushed her away. I’m sorry.
She was pushed to a twilight, and she was picked up by the joyous hand behind her, and she was not allowed to speak. The young man had gone around her, and he was bowed to the angry Qin Qin, and he laughed, saying, “Shall I not be greeted by the venom of my family when I was married?” I’m sorry.
Qin Qin was choked and was about to rebut it. “How did you swear in front of the chief when you left the country? I’m sorry.
Two.
Qin Qin Qin, who had set foot in South China six months ago, was trapped with a bunch of martial arts.
The tribe of the White Lion, a community of mysterious people who have been born in the mountains, is known for the evil of witchcraft, and in the eyes of the Chinese righteous is a demon.
The chief was inherited by a saint of the clan who had a special bloodbath.
When the Chinese were caught, Twilight and Joy were fishing by the creek and having fun.
As soon as she returned, she saw those of the people who had set fire to the sky, and who had fallen on their knees in the temples, all men wearing swords and clothes different from theirs.
She was told by the elders that the men had sneaked into the sanctuary with the intention of being caught.
Her heart went off in a small place and swept through the temple, and suddenly she was out of sight and found Qin Qin in a crowd under black pressure.
She ran up like a wind, and the silver ring was ringing on her feet, and in the eyes of her house she fell in front of Qin’s body. “Is this yours? What’s your name? Do you remember me?”
The Qin Qin Qin Qin, unsavoryly, “Foot, do not touch me! I’m sorry.
And the light in the eye of the purple eye went out in a moment, like a cave.
It began with the voice of the witch, who became the woman of poison in his heart, and who was so close to him.
They are confined in the dungeons, where they visit Qin Qin on a daily basis, send water and food, and are kept outside the prison door, talking to him.
But it’s always just talking to itself, and Qin looks at her from afar, full of guard and disgust.
It’s been a long time, and the clan is talking privately, saying that the Virgin is fascinated by a Chinese man… I remind my sister that the violet can’t hear, and the voice is full of naive expectations. “I go to him every day to talk to him, and he will remember me one day! I’m sorry.
In the end, the joy of being standing by was not enough, and a twilight was pulled out of the dungeon, and there was no good saying: “How do you know that this man must be him?” Can’t we have the exact same jade? I’m sorry.
The purple blade shakes its head and its eyebrows are all smiling: “Be glad, it’s different. His jade is different. I remember it clearly.” I’m sorry.
How can I be wrong?
When she was only six years old, she and her sister were in the midst of a group of hungry people who had fled and had been left in a chaos.
She was hungry and afraid, and as the crowd crowded to a broken temple, she dipped in the corner with tears.
She woke up in the middle of the night, shivering, her terrible nightmares were filled with her mother’s hair white and her blood was hanging up in the city.
Their mother, who was also a saint of the Pleasian nation, was in the body of a special herbs, capable of driving with all kinds of poison, sorcery and obscurity, but gave up everything when she was his successor, and ran away with a violinist.
The violinist was their father, who had not grown up in South China, and who lived in Qingzhou in China until the mother died.
If it wasn’t for that accident, maybe nothing would have changed.
3
One day, the Lord of Qingzhou called his father to play the hymn, but the mother who followed him was seen by the Lord of the Old City and asked his father for it. The father would rather die than be brutally killed by the master of the old city.
Mothers who used to be gentle and watery were like human beings, and they went crazy, their heads were white, their voices were dazzled, and countless poisons were pouring out and surrounded the palace.
And the Lord of the Old City was terrified, and the guards lit the torches, and the smoke smouldered in it, and their mothers were not able to escape the evil of their fate, and were pierced with arrows, and set up in the city as a witch.
She escaped with her life and tried to escape back to the south and to support her people.
But on the way there was a great famine, and after she had been separated from her sister, she shrunk in that broken temple, famished in hunger and lost her sense that she was dying.
She even heard a couple of skinny guys hanging around, looking at her with a hungry wolf’s eyes, whispering that if the roots were dug out, and the back road was completely broken, she would cook her.
Who knows how afraid she was at that time, and how mad hunger destroyed humanity. She was nothing but living food in the eyes of others. Perhaps the next moment she will be thrown into the pot and boiled with boiling water and eaten.
She tried to escape, but she had no strength to stand, in this growing fear.
He showed up.
A little hand, carrying a bowl of porridge, fed it into her mouth and snorted for a long time, warmed her stomach and filled her heart.
It is the great people of the city who have joined together to feed and feed them. He knows no one but his little son, who is pure in heart, and has followed his elders to do good.
In a coma, she saw only a jade in his waist, shaking and beautiful.
And he said in her ear, “Do not fall asleep; I will speak to you, and you will be in a spirit.” I’m sorry.
She could not see his face, nor could she know his name, but the sound of warmness had remained in her heart for many years thereafter.
Without him, she would have died in that broken temple, not to mention the day she found her sister, who returned to South China to be the supreme saint of the White Lion.
“So, happy,” the blue eyes of the purple are bright, and the hands of the young, “I’m really happy to meet him again, and he’s as beautiful as I thought he was, and his voice is as good as when I was little I’m willing to do everything for him.” I’m sorry.
4
I’m willing to do everything for him.
The violet asked her sister again, and the violet raised his head and his eyes remained firm and firm.
And he lamented the breath, and touched the head of the purple veil with tenderness, and looked at the young man whose lips were strangling behind her, and lamented: “Let the joy go with you, sister only wish that you were not mistaken.” I’m sorry.
The marriage was initiated by Qin Qin, who married her and released all of them.
No fair deal.
Yes, it was only a deal, even if everyone told the purple Qin so, the Qin Qin Qin had not hesitated to accept it and had an endless vision in mind.
She thought that she could always tell him to think about it and fall in love with her.
But the violet is worried, and perhaps the fate of her mother is so sad that she has no interest in the Chinese. When she leaves, she doesn’t have to tell her sister to remember that her heart is different than mine.
“And We have sent down in him an adornment, and if he were to bear thee, thou wouldst have abetted the intoxication, and made him bleed to death. I’m sorry.
Before he boarded the ship, the purple instrument finally whispered in the ear of the purple twilight, surprised by the fact that it was too late to open its mouth and sailed. The wind blew her hair, and she looked back and saw her sister standing by the shore, leading her people, waving her hands away and crying.
When the boat arrived in the middle soil, it washed the tattoos on its face, spread its hair, removed the silver ring from its feet and replaced it with the dress of the Nakahara woman.
When she stood in front of the Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qing Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qian Qin Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qin Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Zin Qian Zin Qian Zin Qian Zian Qi when she was scared Zian Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi was in Zi Zi Zi Zhu
But as soon as he opened his mouth, Qin’s face blacked out, whether to cry or laugh.
The girl said, “The book says, “Marry a chicken, marry a dog, so I will…”
Before he entered Qin’s house, Qin Qin looked happy, apparently displeased that he didn’t “marry the chicken” or that he was dressed in a weird costume, huming and glamorous staring back.
Qin will not be pleased with the Qin’s explanation.
In the words of Qin, with the full protection of the two men, the two men were kept in touch on the road, and the Qin Qin, for some reason, was angry and frowned: “Are you married to him or to me?” Listen to him or listen to me? I’m sorry.
“The Qin Qin’s face is so uncomfortable, it’s like, “It’s not the same, it’s important, it’s my best friend…”
She’s not finished yet. Qin Qin Qin has thrown her head off and walked ahead.
When I got into Qin’s house, I fell into Qin’s arms and cried, and you came back.
In tears, the purple eye.
So Qin was married in China, and his fiancée was Miss Xiao’s wife, who had won the praise of Wulin’s guidance for saving his companions and for giving up his life. And then Miss Xiao Jia stood up to her tears and pulled her in the face and looked like she had a good sense.
“The next month, my sister and I will be a family. I’m sorry.
The hyena was so confused by that “sister” that it was so sad that it came down so vaguely, that it was so happy that it turned into a moon and pointed it at Qin. I’m sorry.
Qin’s face is blue and he doesn’t say a word, but he looks at it.
The violet was overjoying, and he couldn’t shake his head. “The sound was shivering, and it woke up.
It’s hard to wait until the day of the big wedding, when the purple wretch wears a big red dress, forgets all the bad things, smiles at the mirror, whispers his words.
But when the night came, all her fantasies were dashed, and Qin Qin never took a step into the new house.
After that day, she was frightened by Shaw Moon and stayed with her until one night.
He did not even worship her at the wedding, so he married her.
When the promise was made, it was like a joke, only fools could be true.
And she’s the dumbest of them.
In the red candles, the joys pushed the door in, the silver ring on the feet, two pots of wine, and sat on the bed.
He was afraid to look at it, and he was sulking: “It’s all my fault, it’s not my fault. I’m sorry.
“It’s okay. He was slightly interrupted by the purple blade, when he fell out of his bed and pushed the window open, and immediately the moonlight spilled over the ground, so that he learned.
She went back to pick up the wine in his hand and tried to bend her mouth, “Who else would want to drink it with me, besides being happy?” Look at this beautiful moon with me? I’m sorry.
5
And when the morning rose at the dawn, the Qin Qin dragged his tired feet towards the Qur’an, and entered the door, and the pupils wrinkled,
On the bed, two shadows were lying together, the candles were burned out, the pots were scattered on the floor and the house was filled with wine.
There’s still a guilt that’s gone, and a fire of unnamed anger is pouring into Qin’s heart. I’m sorry.
When the Qin Qin had opened its eyes, it was awakened, and it was only the shadow of the Qin Qin that had gone away, and the Qin Qin Qin, and the Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qi, and the Qin Qian Qian Qi, which had been sent.
The purple tweaks a face.
In the days since then, Qin has failed to make a good look at the Qin Qin, despite repeated explanations that the Qin Qin is still smirking, saying that they behaved in a manner that would be inappropriate even if they weren’t careful.
“Why don’t you say this when you leave her alone?” I’m sorry.
Qin is not weak, and his eyes are so cold, “You demons have the face to ask me, Moon is still scared! I’m sorry.
In an atmosphere of swords and swords, the violet quickly stopped in the middle, to say the least.
The day passed, and the true mistress of the Qin family, who held the Qin family in order, was a woman of the name of the woman, whose eyes were filled with fear and ridicule.
As a result of his departure from China, he was not very well suited to all aspects of his manners, and he was too clumsy and overwhelmed in his home.
She and joy are like two different things that are incompatible and that will never melt into a sky that does not belong to them.
Six.
In her letter back to the south, the purple plaster always used the same words, and in fact, she did not fail, and she had been learning to be a good wife and mother.
She spent so much effort sending soup to Qin, and then she threw it all out, or did Qin just take a sip of it, or did she drink all over her neck in front of Qin;
She made a fine embroidery for Qin, but did not get used to the Chinese style, and did not feel like it, and did not look like it. Still joyous, groaning and groaning, walking through the courtyard, making people laugh.
She’s got her head full, and she can’t help but think that she can sing and rush to find Qin Qin, and then she sees him in court, and he plays with Shaw Moon’s Piano and he plays “The Fluttershy.” The beautiful sound of music flying on the clouds, even the moon bending its eyelids, seems to be laughing at her incompetence.
This joy hasn’t come nearer, and the violet has been shaking his head and pulling him out of the porch with his hands and feet, “Shh, leave them alone, I’m not sad. I’m sorry.
How can it not be sad? White girls are happy, unhappy, unhappy, all written in their faces. She just doesn’t want to worry about her, or feel sorry for her anymore.
And then it stopped, and he looked at it, and the wind blew through his hair, and he stopped saying, “If he doesn’t like it, let’s go back. I’m sorry.
“I give joy to you, and he will follow you from this day on, if only I could live a life of joy and no worries.” I’m sorry.
The name of joy was given by my sister, but he was not of the White Line. He came to the South seven years ago, when he was only ten years old.
A young man less than her was bleeding, lying on his bed, being chased and killed, the old servant who was escorting him away was dying and kneeling on the ground begging her sister to save his young man.
It’s hard to tell that there’s a case of blood on the door.
The Pilgrims were not guilty, they were guilty, and the family’s secret swords brought in a bunch of hyenas, who were known for their lives, and were found and killed in cold blood, and even a child would not let go and pursued the south.
This is what is called the Right Path of the Martial Wood, a mask full of mouths, but nothing but a desire that growth in madness.
She hates the Chinese people, even if they lead the clan, kill them, scare them to death, and take a step into the White House.
Since then, the White-Li have been known as “demons” and have been preached in China as demons and demons.
After the death of the old servant, the joy remained with her, perhaps after a tragic experience, when the adolescent woke up and forgot most of the painful memories and only a few fragments.
He could not remember the exact circumstances of the destruction of the door, nor who his enemies were, but he knew secretly that his family had been killed by the martial arts of Nakahara, so he hated the Chinese with their swords and knives, just like he did.
He also often woke up in the middle of the night, acting like she had just lost her parents, and she felt all the pain, so he pulled a bed next to him, and the two were heads up.
Every time he had a nightmare, she held his hand tight, like a little old lady, and said, “Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, I’m here, don’t be afraid…”
Finally, she spent the most difficult time with him, walking out of the room, reborn like a rebirth, the sun was full of his eyes, he looked at her, his lips were thin, and he laughed with gratitude and tenderness.
He wrote three words in her hand.
He said that it was his name, but that he would not use it, and that from now on he would only be happy for her.
with her in peace and joy, and without fear.
7
He said, “I’m not leaving, and I want to stay and be a good wife and a good mother, a child on his knees and a godfather and a full and stable home.”
Her childhood home was ruined, and she was so eager to have a full home that she had to compensate her child for her premature loss of mother’s love.
But it’s funny how she didn’t even have the chance, and Qin never touched her since the day she got married.
How much she wanted a child, she went to ask Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin, but turned around instead of answering her.
Or did she get the answer from Shaw Moon, where she pulled her to the dark, left and left and left, and said, “Don’t be angry. The husband said that her blood was poisonous and that she feared that the child would be infected. I’m sorry.
As if there was a thunderbolt in the sky, she was standing still, and the unnamed cold ran from the bottom of her feet and went cold into her heart.
She did not believe that she had gone to the Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qing Qin Qing Qin Qing Qing Qing Qing Qing Qing Qing Qing Qing Qing Qing Qing Qin Qing Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian Qian for a long time to answer her questions but did not look into her eyes.
“The Qin family and the Xiao family have made a good couple, and the marriage was arranged while my grandfather was still here, and the first child of the Qin family must be born from the moon and shed the blood of the Xiao family. I’m sorry.
“I see. “The Qin Qin has a pale face, and if he loses his soul, he goes out of his room with a little tremor, and his back becomes thinner in the wind, he sees his heart, he moves with his hand, but he says nothing.
In the middle of the night, the violet strangles in his nest, gnawing at his lips, weeping so hard, and his ears swung with the saying:
It must be the family’s blood, it must be the family’s blood… and not the poison blood of her.
Her lips were gnawed, she was bloody, she had tears mixed up, and she was swollen and she couldn’t breathe.
For the next few days, the Qin Qin Qin is no longer in the same way as the Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qing Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin and Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin and Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin and Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Ask her, she shakes her head, barely smiles, holds her hand.
“I’m happy. I’m sorry.
He was glad to think that he was still sad that he would not be able to integrate into the Qin family, and he photographed her hand, and the groaning of her eyebrows, and the twilight of her eyes, as if what had been decided.
“Don’t worry, I’ll find a way to make them accept you. I’m sorry.
In a short period of time, the violet saw the so-called approach.
8
It was the last time that the family of sons and daughters, led by their parents and their brothers and sisters, went to the west to destroy a family of horse thieves and save the people.
The head of the horse, who was good at the poison, came to mind with joy, and asked Qin to take him with him, “to fight with poison.”
“Doing harm for the people? A bunch of hypocrites and horse thieves are nothing but the same. I’m sorry.
But anyway, he didn’t even agree with Qin Qin Qin — just because of it.
It is good to think that, if you do your best to help Qin, perhaps the status of the Qin family will be improved and the Qin will be better off.
I listened to the joyful vision, and suddenly I looked down, covered my eyes, and cried.
“Smug girl, that’s a good thing. Why are you crying?” I’m sorry.
He groaned into his arms the head of the purple abdomen, caressed her back, and the sound that spilled between his lips was invisible.
“I wish I had met you before him. I’m sorry.
Not when you were ten years old, but four years ago, when you were six years old trapped in a temple, the most helpless.
I’ll treasure you more than anyone, and I won’t let you get a little hurt, a little sad, and I won’t let another man look at you and bully you.
When the Qin road is out of date, it’s just the fun to bend down, and it’s scratching and charring, and the silver rings on its feet are ringing, and it’s in the wind.
As if she had returned to her family in the south, she was so full of soul, that she was completely different from his fear when she was with him.
And he breathed, and he held his sword in his hand, and his eyes flashed, so complex.
Before we left, Qin was riding a horse with Shaw Moon, who was in the arms of Qin and laughed. As if he had been afraid to come near them, he would not stop talking, and commanded him to come back early.
Qin Qin Qin, Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qing Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qi Qin Qi Qi Qi Qin Qi Qin Qi Qi Qi Qin Qin Qin Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi Zi Zin Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi I’m sorry.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of my husband’s clothes. I’m sorry.
She’s a bit of a nod, but she’s like she’s suddenly thinking of something, looking up at Qin and asking, “Please, husband, bring back the joy and peace!” I’m sorry.
When Qin’s body was flat, his lips were soared, his eyes were soared in anger, he said, “Drive” and turned away with whips, and he never looked at it again.
It’s nice to have a smile on your face, and it’s in a good mood to hold on to the hand of the jade, and it’s as bright as a star. I’m sorry.
9
But joy never comes back.
Sitting at the door, waiting every day, waiting for a troupe of dust and dust to come back.
But without her joy.
Qin Qin was holding an altar, with heavy feet, coming to her step by step, and his voice was dumb, “Sorry, this is his ashes. I’m sorry.
It is impossible to say how terrible the killing was, that the people fought with one another, and rejoiced that the head of the horse had been brought into the old den, and that in the battle there had somehow been a fire, such as a dragon, which had devoured everything, and that, when they arrived, there would be only one burning body on the ground, and they would not see one another.
Qin kneels on the ground. Unbelievable.
The Qin Qin Qin insisted that the carcass be cremated together, and that it be pelted into ashes, which contained a happy part, and that it be left with a little thought to bring it.
But everyone didn’t think she’d react that way. She cried so hard, she beat the Qin Qin, and she said, “I don’t believe it! Liar, give me my joy! Give me my joy! I don’t believe it…”
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And when the bandit returned, each of them was taken as a hero by his followers, the Qin family set up a feast, and there were fireworks and fireworks in the garden.
There was only a white lantern in the purple room, and it was made into a simplistic temple, which was cold and clear.
The heroes of the outside world, who have drunk red and red, will not care about the death of an alien, who, for their part, have served their best and died for them.
And the night was as cold as water, and when Qin set foot in the Qin chamber, he saw only a thin back, and a rag of vegan, kneeling in front of the tablets, burning paper money in the firebath, and sending his people to the road.
Suddenly his nostrils were sore, he reached out his hand to touch the shoulder of the purple blade, but he took only a step forward, and his back turned back, and his eyes were as dead as ashes.
The sound of the shadows was ringing in the room, “After the first seven cheers, I’ll take him back, cross the river, return to our original home.” I’m sorry.
When Qin’s eyelids jumped, he tried to stop it, but he opened his mouth, and for half a day he swallowed one sentence, “I’ll give you a ride.” I’m sorry.
The shadows of the trees outside the house, the moons of the depression stood in the shadows, filled the house with all the eyes, and the beautiful faces with the desired smiles, and the eyes were as deep as ever.
10
The following day, the purple twilight remained in the glamorous spirit, but there was an impassioned guest in the house, a dazzling moon.
She walked in front of the tablet, took the fragrance, turned around and laughed, and said, “I’d like to be happy to die.” I’m sorry.
“Does sister want to know who set the fire?” I’m sorry.
The purple pore wrinkled, breathing in a hurry, and the depression continued in a hurry: “It is thanks to a good brother of the moon that he has been unable to see his sister since he was a child, let alone to serve with a dirty witch.” It’s only because a slave’s life isn’t good enough to be with a master like you…
The words of a viper are not over yet, and the verbs have swung from the sky, with red eyes, and the cuffs are running straight into the moon. The moon was like a long time ago, leaping back, running out of the house, screaming, “Come on, sister’s gone mad, killed…”
In the early hours of the ambush, the man Mazichi jumped out and surrounded the crazy purple troupe.
As if the voice of the hymn were mad, and the sound of the voice had broken through the sky, and she had thrust out her garments, and her hands had been sorely poisoned, and the earth had sprung out in a flash, and the people had been horrified, and the sky and the earth had become as white.
It was in this chaos that the violet fell out of the way, and the moon looked like shit, and the moon turned like shit, and the cuffs were waved, and the powder that was hidden in the cuffs was pouring straight at it, and she heard nothing but screams, and it covered her eyes, and two lines of blood fell on her face, and she was blinded.
“Father, help me, sister is crazy! I’m sorry.
The violet struts his head over his head, struts his head over his heart, struts into the moon again, but at the next moment, a sword pierced her shoulder, and his ears squealed with the bitterness of his heart. I’m sorry.
Eleven.
It’s a dark, dark, secret room with a bloody nose and a smell of decay in the air.
This is a secret area of the Qin family, where the Qin are temporarily detained.
When Qin pushed the door open for her to bring her food, she was shocked by the scene.
Two iron locks through the pellets of the cathedral.
Like her mother’s mother, she had a heart attack and turned her blood into a white-headed monster.
The white face was two terrible bloodbaths, and when I first saw them, the eyes of the two were gone, and the young girls looked up, “seeing” in the direction of the Qin Qin Qin Qin, and ate and smiled, and their teeth were revealed.
Qin’s eyes are sore and his throat is sore, “I’m not… I don’t believe in you, I just don’t have any evidence.
It was a day when the Zur’an went out of his mind, and the venom was sore, and a host of heroes were wounded, and people threatened to kill the witch. When Qin Qin tried to stop it, it ended up using a compromise, trapping it with chains and telling her not to go out and hurt anyone at will.
The Qin Qin, who was so deranged and so desperate to believe in her, was afraid that he would change his mind and take his life, and had to bear the heat of tears and give birth to two coarse chains that passed through the Qin Biscab.
And the Qin House was screamed in pain, and at that moment the Qin remembered what she said to her sister.
The hearts of those who are not of us are bound to differ. And We sent down on him an adornment; and if he were to bear thee, thou couldst agitate the intoxication, and call him to bleed, and die.
But until the last minute, she did not push the intoxication, and her nostrils smelt down to the porridge of the temple, so she was locked up, and she did not see the sky.
Eleven.
In the dark chamber, the Qin Qin Qin eats the Qin rice, which is like a puppet, and she has to be alive and alive so that she can fight her enemies, so that she can see her sister and be happy to return home.
Soon after Qin left, Xiao Moon attacked the dress and went down to the secret room, moving one step closer.
“You know what I have in my hand? * She was close to her ears and she laughed * * “The jade on her husband’s body, you know where it was found * * Just outside the house where the joy was burned, my brother dropped the fire and picked it up as soon as I saw it this morning *
The hidden truth was revealed, the purple twitched, the hate could not wrap her ears up, the moon squeezed her jaw, and the sound was sharp, “Do you understand? The husband knew everything. He knew everything! I’m sorry.
He followed the squall at the end of the day, watched as he burned to death, but didn’t come out to stop it!
“Why? Want to know why? Ask him, ask him, why did he kill you? I’m sorry.
She was squeezing in her ear for a long time, and she held on to the jade long after the moon had gone.
When Qin went down to the secret room again, something hit me. “You murderer, why did you kill me? I’m sorry.
Once he grabbed the jade, Qin broke his face.
So he was torn apart, like the worst part of his heart, and he was panicking about it, trying to hold her hands and feet, but it was cold, a dagger went straight out, and it went crazy and stabbed him in the face!
The dagger was put into the lunar moon, and she was purified with good heart, and indeed the end was as she expected.
In the midst of a fierce fight, the ludicrous voice of the Qin Qin has stopped, and she has unbelievably “seen” the Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qi Qi Qi Zi Zi Zi Zi Zi
The dagger was pumped into the Qin belly in a mess by an uncontrollable Qin Qin!
The blood flowed and the Qin Qin hole wrinkled, and it was only then that the Qin Qin Qin Qin twirled, held in his arms the purple twilight, tore his heart apart, “No! I’m sorry.
He killed his favorite woman with his own hands, and he never wanted to admit it.
Why did he let Shaw kill Joy indirectly?
Why did he say anything to her and ignore it?
Why wouldn’t he go in with her and lie to her?
Everything, just because he’d fallen in love with the witch he spat on!
Qin Qin is holding on to the purple
But the life of the Qin has come to an end, and she’s holding on to her hand, she’s shaking, and she won’t know much until she dies, and she won’t think that the Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qi, and Qi Qi Qin Q
He is a relic of a man of Qin who does not touch it, nor does he dislike it; on the contrary, no one knows how painful it is for him. He has taken advantage of it to save the people from it in the south, and has taken advantage of his face to return to her house, instead of the true master of the jade, to possess her passion.
However, he did not say that he wished to remain so confused in his own heart that he would be possessed by her for life.
But every night when it is quiet, he remembers his brother as a child, a young man with a good heart, who did good, and he was the one who received the reward.
He was ashamed, but he could not stop, as he was a drinker and a whipper, and feared that she would leave him after she had learned the truth.
But he was so guilty that he wanted to tell her how many times the true master of Yugyu had been wiped out seven years ago by his enemies, when his father and his uncles were too late to rescue him.
“I will now tell her true master what his name is…” Qin, with his body covered in blood and blood, grabbed her hand and wrote in her hand:
The wind, the wind.
In fact, even Qin Qin didn’t think that seven years ago, instead of being wiped out by enemies, it was the hands of the great ones who died in his mouth.
And if he can wash his face when he enters the Qin house, he will find that he and his little brother look the same…
But it doesn’t matter now, and Qin is so obsessed with the purple plaster, in a room full of blood, his heart is dead.
He will never know that there was a woman who had come to China in the mountains to be a good wife and a good mother and a good son, and to see the wind over the clouds and the hand of the devoted son, and to age with his son.
Everything is the best.
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Princess.
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The love of the palace, the hatred of the princess.
Late Night Emotion Institute, etc.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
