Do you have a sarcophagus sculptor like “My Sister Dobby Fairy”?

Do you have a sarcophagus sculptor like “My Sister Dobby Fairy”?

The fairy institute was killed before I kissed him.

I didn’t know he had me back!

Just because he thinks I died too easy to kill me again…

Otherwise it’s hard to understand the hatred of the first kiss.

I’ll knock!

I seem to know what to do.

“I love you.” I’m sorry.

He’s frozen.

That’s what I’m gonna do. I licked his face and I scratched it. Laughed to death, he killed me so easily that I ended up with a little mouth on his face.

I put a spell on myself with my best efforts.

And finally, he’s gonna be sick of his lips. I’m sorry.

The most notorious demon of this session is finally dying.

It is not the one who dies in the light of her guidance, but the one who dies in the back of his own hands.

Poor thing.

It’s all me.

I’m dead and I’m not dead at all.

That’s it.

I have learned a curse, and the body dies, but the soul lives.

It takes three premises, one of which is self-inflicted in the face of death.

Satisfied.

Second, there is enough time and strong body to cast the spell.

The time that Fu spent in a coma was very good, and I was born with a lack of energy, and I was able to get to the point where I was hard, and naturally, I was a strong body.

Three is male blood in the line.

It almost stuck people to death.

It is not easy to hurt him when he is young and has a tendency to go to the top of the truth.

Not to mention.

I thought he was no virgin.

I didn’t realize that the kiss that I was about to die had struck him with shock.

Women’s instincts tell me it must be the first kiss.

Actually, I was just trying to suck my ass off. The blood on his face, who knows I’m in pain, and I can’t see it well, licking him wrong and licking Fu Sheung’s lips.

That’s me.

Lucky girl.

I’m even so angry that I’ve been saved by something.

He’s gonna kill me again.

I don’t give him that chance. I want to live.

Even living souls.

Living a soul is a very boring thing.

And I’m born with little power, and my soul is naturally very weak.

I can only spin at this five-foot sky when I die.

Fu Shen came here a few times.

It’s rude to come here.

How dare you let me die in this place?

Fifty years have passed.

One night it was dark. A girl who died here with a shrouded plume was killed by her own lover, who saw the letter of recommendation in her arms to Yunyonzong.

The wonders are hard to ask, not to mention that Yun Yonzong is the best of the true world.

The girl died at the age of nineteen when I died, and her words coincided with me.

Fifty years later, I opened my eyes.

The man who stole the letter of recommendation hasn’t gone far, and he’s got an unstoppable laughter in his mouth.

I shot the dirt on my body.

Perhaps on this quiet night, the sound was too loud, and the man turned in a tremor, stiff and slow, and I saw his pupils strut over me, and I stood up and lazily.

“Ghosts…ghosts…” He screamed and tried to escape.

Who do you despise?

I was on the other side 50 years ago.

It’s not as good as I was, but it’s enough to kill a loser.

No feelings, all skills.

A couple of breathing breaks, and I went to the men’s faces, and I poured the hand-picked leaves into the spirits, and it turned into sharp blades.

Ghost? I took a recommendation from him who already pissed, “What the hell is that? I’m sorry.

A soft thumb, a light leaf through his throat.

He died silently.

And why would I take that recommendation?

Ugh.

The girl left a wish – to become Master Yun Yonzong’s disciple.

Without fulfilling her wish in a year, I will continue to be a soul in this place.

Van Yonzong’s old man was boring. I used to bug him.

I don’t want him to be my apprentice.

It’s annoying.

I’m just a weak, poor little devil, running to a place like Yun Yonzong’s where the gods talk.

Now me, very humble.

The body is weak, the spirit is broken, and the weak soul is not adapted to the weak body.

Can’t even fly the sword.

Not even a sword.

So I walked to the nearest town, and I wanted to hire a carriage to Yun Yonzong, and the girl had little silver on her, and she didn’t know if she was free to buy a sword to defend herself.

I haven’t been to the station yet. I met a drunk drunk on the way.

♪ I can’t ♪ How familiar.

I looked him in the eye again.

Shit.

Why did Yun Yonzong’s old and boring boss show up here and… how could he be this Yako?

A man who sat on the floor, with a bottle of wine in his hand, and the last drop of wine in his mouth, looked at his mouth with his eyes, and murmured, “What happened?” I’m sorry.

Is he crazy or am I crazy.

The old man noticed me, after all, I saw him for a while.

“This little friend,” he waved at me, and said, “Can we get some wine for Old Man?” I’m drunk. I can’t get up and walk. I’m sorry.

I’m staring at the old man. I think he’s got something going on.

But the old man lay down on his legs: “It’s just that I don’t bother my friend until he sleeps alone.” I’m sorry.

Forget it.

Even if it’s a conspiracy, I admit it. Who gave my body master such a crazy wish.

I learned to be decent and polite, and I said, “Old man, bring it up. I’m sorry.

The old man in charge opened his eyes and looked at me for a moment, and he laughed, and said, “My friend is funny. “I can’t believe it.

I picked up the pick-up, and I reached out again, “Money.” I’m sorry.

It’s a regular street.

I learned the same thing.

The old man laughed again, and he came up with a few coins from his sleeve: “I thought that little friend had something to do with old age…it seems that old age is too much to think about. I’m sorry.

♪ I can’t ♪ There’s something in there.

I’m not used to it.

“Yes, there’s a gift,” and I reached out again. “I’ll run for you. You’ll have to buy me a drink. I’m sorry.

I brought the old man’s tummy and another bottle of wine back. Wine is a good thing. I like it.

Me and the old man down the road drinking.

“Where is he from? “The old man and I talked.

And We answered (the Qur’an),

“Oh, I know a bad boy, but unlike little friends, he’s boring. I’m sorry.

What.

I can’t believe I heard a boring old man say that people are boring?

Even though these 50 years have made him wonder why he started flying himself, don’t think I’ve forgotten that he blew his beard and pointed his sword at me, and that is the kind of virulent word that symbolizes justice. I’m sorry.

“Oh,” I’m flimsy.

“Where are you going? I’m sorry.

“Yun Yonzong. I’m sorry.

“Do you really not know me?” I’m sorry.

So what?

I’m a little upset, “I don’t care who you are. I’m sorry.

He rubbed his nose, “Yeah. I’m sorry.

The old man said, “What’s the matter with you? I’m sorry.

“Speaker. I’m sorry.

“Oh, well, old man has a way of doing it in Yun Yonzong, for God’s sake. I’m sorry.

“No need. I’m sorry.

“Ha ha, old man was right, and little friend was a man of bones.” He raised his thumb at me and said, “The old man loves you so much.” I’m sorry.

I’m just saying.

“I’m going to be a teacher…” and I thought, “It seems like I can’t speak too straight, so I went, “It’s the master.” I’m sorry.

The old man’s face got a little bit weird: “How can a nice, friendly man want to worship him as a teacher?” I’m sorry.

Why demean yourself?

Isn’t he a bit humbled?

And I said, “It’s not that bad, it’s a little old-fashioned, it’s a little too much nonsense, it’s a little annoying.” I’m sorry.

The old man in charge was very supportive of the noding, adding, “It’s still a madman. I’m sorry.

♪ I can’t ♪ You don’t have to call yourself that.

“Do you remember when I said I knew a dirty kid… that boring kid,” the old man touched a beard.

I don’t know what he’s up to.

“Remember,” I put a sip on my head.

I also know a boy who killed me almost 50 years ago.

He and I were kind of young.

The old man touched me at random, touched my pot with his tummy, siped down, his wine was about to end, and my wine was gone.

He did not wipe his mouth out, but said, “That is now the master of the clouds, and he is so heavy.” I’m sorry.

I shot him in the face.

Damn, why did Fu?

The old man in charge is groaning.

He’s very familiar with Fu, and he’s so devoted to fighting magic, that he’s not interested in anything else, let alone in what he’s doing.

I think it makes sense.

Plus, if he knows who I am, don’t be a student and give me one more time to die.

There’s no future.

I’ll have the old man give me a move.

The old man thought about it and he said, “There’s a step in everything, there’s a two.” I’m sorry.

I nod my head, I think.

He added: “First, first, we have to let Fu know you and know you, and second, Fu has to feel your potential and abilities, so that he can think of you as a recruit. I’m sorry.

“But how can you get to know you when you’re in Yun Yonzong? I’m sorry.

He took out his pen, and began to write: “I said you were my daughter who had been separated for many years, and whom Tofu took care of. I’m sorry.

♪ I can’t ♪ Master Jim’s cheap.

I think it’s a trick. “Does it help me when we first met?”

I’ve had some speculation.

“I want to help you get old!” I’m sorry.

“Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!” I’m sorry.

He rolls like a beggar.

“It’s not as useless to be old and old, to be dead and not to be cared for.” But he’s right. He’s got plans for you. I’m sorry.

“The old man feels like a human being. I’m sorry.

It’s starting to climb.

I don’t eat this “so?” I’m sorry.

“A man who can make Fu happy,” the old man in charge didn’t know who he was thinking about.

I think the old man should be a little blind, and I don’t know who he thinks I am, and I’m the most unhappy person in the world.

I’m the one who can’t kill him.

“Oh, ” and I’m making a living, no matter who it is. I was free. Who cares?

The old man came back to me, and suddenly looked at me with admiration: “But it’s brave and impressive that you’re the first person that old man ever met who wanted to touch that lunatic.” I’m sorry.

He still has two emotions in his eyes.

A kind called self-preservation.

And one of them is — “You jump into the pit of fire, not you, hip-hop.” I’m sorry.

I still feel that there is no future.

I have a letter of proof from the old man’s granddaughter and a letter of recommendation from the girl.

When it happened, it came down to the top of the mountain, and everyone wanted to be human.

“To say that now there are two great powers in the true world: Yun Yonzong and Yu Qingshan, and that one of the wise men who is standing in front speaks to those around him, “Do you know why Yun Yonzong is more popular? I’m sorry.

Everybody shakes their heads.

“Of course it’s because of the no-go-go-go-go-go-go-go, he’s the first man in the real world, and his talent is beyond reach. I’m sorry.

What?

Who?

I can’t think of that.

“Whoa! “The people around us are looking at them with respect.

“Now that the festival of God has gone down, and there are signs of decay among the great powers who have done evil, and the leaders have died and have been wounded. Do you know whose credit this is?” I’m sorry.

This time, we all know the answer.

“Yes! It’s the Blackjack! He’s a lot better than that. “I heard my grandfather say that 50 years ago there was a demon in the path, with three first eyes, ten eyes, and that I had the ability to live, and that all of the pedagogues had their brains broken. That year, the no-kisser was only ten years old. He used only one sword to kill the demon.” I’m sorry.

“He is the God of nature.”

His agitation caused an acrimony among the surroundings.

I stand there and think.

The demon that died 50 years ago…

Isn’t that me?

Why do I have three first eyes? I’m usually called beautiful on the road.

But for half a day, Fu Sheng is the no-kigger. Does he have a line now? I wet my bed when I was a kid.

I’m in line for the law-abiding.

A few maids came to me.

“Get out of the way. Get out of the way. We’re here. I’m sorry.

And then a roller body lined up in front of me.

♪ I can’t ♪ We’re stuck in a team.

I couldn’t bear to say anything, but the fat man turned his head and looked at me, and one of them was like, “Don’t you dare?” Do you know who my master is? I’m sorry.

“My young man is the grandson of the Grand Master, who has the talent to count among his peers.” I’m sorry.

There was a lot of people around.

The fat man raised his chin to me, as if he had not done enough, and threw a piece of silver at me: “Well, I’ll give you a reward.” I’m sorry.

I reached for it.

The fat guy saw me. He smiled and was ready to turn back.

I threw a fucking silver on him.

He was hit ten metres away, his body rolled into a ball, and it stopped for half a day.

The sound was quite loud, and it shocked several birds in the forest.

The servants were screaming to run over and support the very fat, and the people who had just spoken and laughed were suddenly silent, and they looked at me like they were shocked.

“That’s all the silver wants to get rid of your father,” I said, “Not enough.” I’m sorry.

I took my feet and I thought he had a lot of silver on him.

One step has yet to be taken, and there’s a wind in the back, and I’m jumping five paces and pulling the distance.

A middle-aged man standing behind me with a sword, saw me run away, and he showed weight.

Looks like the fat guy’s next to someone.

“The girl hurt our young master, and I’m afraid she can’t tell us anything,” he says, “Swords again, he’s stabbing.”

In the old days, he couldn’t walk under my sword.

But I’m not.

He shunned a few tricks, and he stabbed me in the right hand and pierced it.

I meant to.

I am prepared to push the strength of the wound, with a blood offering, which he will either die or be maimed.

But I haven’t done it yet, and a straight-on-a-blank up top, between me and a middle-aged man.

“It’s the Unabandoned! I’m sorry.

I heard someone shouting.

I look up.

Fu Sheng is standing in the air above, and the handsome face is still not seeing any emotion, with dark eyes, and I was able to find light in it, but I can’t find it now.

He despises everything down there.

Someone just said he was flying up.

Nope.

There’s a terrible thought in my heart.

Fu Sheng looks like he’s going to rot.

It’s not right.

Something’s wrong.

I can’t tell how much Fu Man hates magic.

His parents were murdered by a magic mechanic, and he was only six years old when he was found in my house. He was dressed in red and covered in blood, but my father couldn’t find any wounds all over his body. Me and my two brothers, one sister, surrounded him in a circle, very interested in this alien boy.

It’s mainly because my four-year-old twin brothers said something.

“The brother’s cute, Dad. Keep it for sister-in-law! I’m sorry.

Dude, pretty good at thinking about sister.

I was moved by the fact that I pulled out of my pocket some fruit candy that I had hidden for years to give to my brothers.

“Or else she’ll never get married. I’m sorry.

I smiled nicely.

Put the sugar back in and beat them up.

Sister, she pulled my sleeve. I’m sorry.

I’m only six years old, I don’t know about this, but as a elder sister, I’ve never been able to pretend.

“It’s the one who sleeps with me,” I say.

That’s the word.

My father decided to keep Fu Sheng.

We didn’t have any spare room, so my father arranged for Fu to sleep with me.

I can’t play with Fu Min.

I talk too much and he doesn’t talk, and I think he’s being rude to me.

He sleeps on the corner to the left, and I sleep on the corner to the right.

Back to back.

They don’t talk to each other.

Until one and a half nights, when I slept so well, all of a sudden he stood up, and the covers on me were lifted up because of his actions.

I sat up in anger and held the covers.

“What are you doing” stuck in your mouth.

The cold moonlight came in from the window and happened to look on his face, and I saw him sweating with his head and his open eyes, and he was breathing like a drowning man.

My family is poor, but it has not suffered any setbacks.

And for the first time, I saw such a scary look.

“Are you… okay?”

I was careful to ask.

He heard voices and turned his head and looked at me, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

He looked right in the eye and he wiped his face with his sleeve.

“I’m sorry,” Fu.

Did he feel sorry for waking me up? I am relieved that all the previous misunderstandings were with me, that Fu Sheng was a polite child.

I was just going to say it’s okay.

“I…” he stopped for more than 10 seconds, and it was hard to say, “wet the bed.” I’m sorry.

What?

I’m stupid, I’m faster than my head, a monkey comes down, I roll out of bed.

Fu kept his wake-up order in silence and I haven’t wet my bed since I was four years old. I must have laughed at Fu Sheng, who was six years old, but he cried tonight and I knew I shouldn’t have laughed at him.

I even wanted to help him.

“I’ll do it.” I’ll get the sheets. “You take a break.” I’m sorry.

“No need,” he refused.

“It’s okay. I always wash the sheets of my brother and sister. Believe me, I wash them clean. I’m sorry.

“…no need. I’m sorry.

“You live in my house, we’re a family. I’m sorry.

For a moment, his exit was the same two words: “No need.” I’m sorry.

I’m in a hurry and I’m going to rip the sheets to myself: “You’re so stubborn! I’m sorry.

Hiss…

The sheet just split out of the middle, in half.

We’re staring at each other and we’re not talking.

I saw Fu Sheng’s lips bend around. He laughed.

He thinks it’s funny? I’m gonna be hit by my dad tomorrow. He still thinks it’s funny?

“Boo-hoo.”

But I can’t control my mouth.

We ended up laughing.

True.

Fu Sheng is no longer the child who wets his bed when he was a child, and he is now a no-go-go, and I look at him on the ground like an ant.

We were pretty strong too.

But I can clearly feel that he’s much better than he was 50 years ago, like the biggest vortex in the middle of the sea, and that he’s so deep. People are making progress.

Just me, don’t go backwards.

But it’s not my fault.

After 50 years, I wasn’t human.

And I blinked, and it was almost as if there was nothing left of magic. I even doubt it’s my fault, because I’m subconscious and I think it’s impossible to decompose.

Just like we broke up that year.

He looked at me in cold, and looked at me: “If you decide today to destroy yourself in the wrong way, from now on we shall not know except one another, and when we meet in battle, I will not show you mercy. I’m sorry.

I remember I laughed in the rain and said only one word: “Okay.” I’m sorry.

And Fu Min-sun was so sick of me, not to mention himself, who had disciplined himself.

Forget it.

It’s none of my business what Fu Sheng is doing today. I’m not here to miss the past, I’m here to fight for the freedom of the future.

Don’t say that to Fu Mae.

Even a pig, I can call him Master.

I was thinking that the cries of the crowd were bothering me, and I looked back and saw Fu Min standing before me.

He looked at me as if he had seen something else through it. I saw it very clearly, and his eyebrow was a faint spell.

He’s repressing something.

“Is that you?” He asks softly.

I get cold on my back and I get a big, fine, cold sweat.

Maybe.

He just wanted to ask… is that you?

Or maybe, you’re the one who sent a message from the old man’s old master that his long-lost granddaughter came to Yun Yonzong to look after me?

There are too many possibilities in my head.

But my instincts tell me.

Wrong.

Fu Man must be asking.

“The Goose North, is that you?”

And now he is too high, and he has the magic, and perhaps he can see from me some cracks.

I was sweaty in the palm of my hand, and it was in the middle of a blood hole that I had not suffered for 50 years, and I couldn’t stand the pain with this body, and I took a breath of cool air.

Fu Shen’s eyebrow is slightly grafted.

I reacted suddenly — and, although it was somehow discovered by Fu, he used the question, and if he really knew that I was a geese, he wouldn’t have said that.

Maybe he’s trying to test me through words, and I’m going to mess with myself.

That’s why I frown because of the blood hole in my hand.

Because once upon a time the geese were north, even with seven or eight holes on them, they didn’t blink.

I realized.

What were the geese like back then, I had to turn back.

It’s like Goose North hates weakness.

So I cried in red.

“I am me! I am Wang Cheung-yun, who is now my alias, “Ooo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo! I’m sorry.

It’s quiet again.

They’re probably in the middle of something. It’s not about the unknown girl and the famous Unholy King!

And it happened that a group of people flew out of the sky, sweaty, and led a man in a blue shirt down and said to me: “Bold! How dare you say that you’re not responsible for your personal affairs when you’re in trouble? Go down the hill fast. I’m sorry.

It doesn’t stop.

The man in blue kneels directly with a group of people: “The Lord of heaven has suddenly left the gate, and we will be late.” I’m sorry.

“Welcome to the Emperor! I’m sorry.

It’s loud enough to be heard.

And everyone around them was kneeling down and shouting, “Here comes the sky!” I’m sorry.

♪ I can’t ♪ Human beings.

It would have to laugh at this time, feeling more or less paraplegic.

So I held my smile and kept sobbing behind Fu’s back, whispering, “My Lord, they are loud and the clouds are a little scary.” I’m sorry.

Fu took a look at me.

He should have gone over his doubts now, because he is not staring at me like he just did, but he is tired of looking at me.

I’m relieved.

And the man in blue was angry again: not only is your face thicker than the walls of the city, but your heart is not right, and if you remain by heaven’s side, you will be an enemy to us all. I’m sorry.

The fat man who got beat up by a silver tumbled and stood up, pointing at me, “Don’t be fooled by this witch, she just… beat me like this, not as soft as I am right now. I’m sorry.

Goose North will give the two of them another double.

I just blinked innocently: ‘Cause Grandpa told me that Lord God was the one we trusted, and I could lay down my guard in front of him. I’m sorry.

“And I look at the fat guy, “and Grandpa says, “If anyone wants to bully me, I don’t have to be polite. If I don’t know what to do, I’ll be angry with him!” I’m sorry.

I’ve got to get involved with Fu.

After all, he’ll have to be his teacher.

“Who is your grandfather?” From what? How dare you go to Yun Yonzong to pollute His Majesty! I’m going to ask him for a statement. I’m sorry.

And the clouds behind him, their disciples, turned their eyes on me.

I shrunk back to Fu and pretended to be scared.

“I don’t know what kind of pedigree my grandfather is,” I said, “He says there are ways in Yun Yonzong, and he’s familiar with Lord God, so let me come here.” I’m sorry.

I pulled the old man’s letter out of the bag.

“My grandfather’s name is Wang Tofeng. I’m sorry.

Silence.

The silence was just me.

My former master grandfather.

The clouds shocked the people.

The men in blue are in panic.

The fat man’s pissed off.

And Fu Min finally offered me a look.

“The granddaughter of Wang To Feng”? “Not as big as anyone else, he was just a few words of extreme calm.

The letter in my hand was loose, and it flew right in front of him and spread.

Fong finished and returned the letter to me.

“Since she’s Wang To Feng’s granddaughter, stay. I’m sorry.

He instructed a few people at their disposal to arrange for me, but he was lazy and ready to go.

I happen to see a sword between his waist and his side.

Black sword.

I’m unconscious to touch.

My… black geese.

Why is it here in Fu? And I see only the black geese, and I see not the silver that should not be in Fu. His sword?

My hand is about to run into a black geese, and he’s got a bad face, and he seems to hate people touching the sword.

Goose North will do everything in his power to get the Black Goose back.

But I can’t be Goose North.

I am the opposite of Wang Cheung Yun, the one who tried to touch the black geese and pulled Rafu’s cuffs in his face: “When will you take me to my hand? I don’t want a scar, it’s not pretty.” I’m sorry.

It’s not too easy for me to act the opposite of Goose North.

I have a reference.

Take a look at the fairy moon.

I don’t know if they’re married now.

But they’ve been together for almost three years, and Fu Sheng is still a virgin. I doubt he can.

Fu Min’s white moonlight was the prettiest girl of our fairies.

Smiling on her face, with a green silk like a waterfall, the wind tends to keep her purple dress in the wind, so many fairies.

Fairies have a nice name.

Smoky.

I haven’t thought about this man for a long time.

To be honest, Fu Shen wants to kill me, I can accept that. After all, we’ve been through a long time, and I’ve lost and lost.

But I didn’t think that the people who were standing across from me were getting better.

She made a contribution to the plan to kill me.

She was my best friend.

I’ve been a good man before. Although I was born with a lack of energy, and I was chosen as one of a thousand, which caused a lot of controversy at the time, I was finally taken as a disciple by the first clan.

And…

I, the strangest of the fairies.

Fu Sheng, that was the most genius of all.

Smokin’, that was the prettiest fairy.

It’s just a coincidence.

It’s not easy for Fu Sheng and I can say that we’re all together.

After learning how to fly the sword, we snuck out at night and flew to the rear of the mountain to see the stars. There were so many stars at night. I heard that people would turn into stars when they died.

Smoke almost jumped off her sword and pulled me.

Good thing Fu Shen pulled her.

I’m not gonna break my arm or get lame.

And when she fell upon the ground, she held me in her arms and smote her tears: “Why is it that you scared me to the north? I’m sorry.

I was thinking, “I’m gonna be friends with the smoke for life.”

So when she told me she liked Fu Shen, I didn’t spare any effort to help her.

Joke, Fu Man and I came out of a home to fight.

Significant results.

They always had a common subject, and her eyes were always filled with patience and tenderness.

At one time, smoke’s hands were cut with swords and she always cried, this time no exception. She was sore she cried, she cried, and said, “What should I do? I don’t want a scar, it’s not pretty.” I’m sorry.

Fu Shein held her hand, the power of the spirit spreads across her fingertips, carefully healing her.

I have an outsider staring at me.

Is this the one who can’t stand the ice?

This is the power of love?

And then we grew up. The year was just after the cactus, young men showed up, and he was called a hundred-year-old genius who deserved his head.

The smoke is also amazing.

And whosoever does not like the handsome men and women who are so paired, then they should have been a perfect couple.

As for me.

I didn’t race.

I’m going to do magic.

Assemble was the only one who supported me. She said, “Everyone has secrets in the north, and I know you have a reason. Do what you want. Don’t be afraid. I’ll always believe you. I’m sorry.

Even then I became a demon of fear, burning the fifth-ranked tide for three days, killing a clean and clean man. And it shakes it, and We are among those who raise up the right path, and shall curse.

Smoke will write to me secretly.

She told me that someone was planning to kill me and let me be careful somewhere. I’ll be told, as before, that one of the masters has recently been beaten up by his fairies, and that one of the fairies has been robbed. She would have said that she was bored and wanted to come to me in the world of demons, but that she was afraid of her identity.

I only knew by her letter.

She’s with Fu.

“We’re all right. Don’t worry. Just take care of yourself. I’m sorry.

I didn’t get it till I died.

Why did Fu go behind him when he killed me, and there was hate in his eyes, and there was relief in his eyes, and the complex look, except for the sadness of losing friends.

What does she hate about me?

I’d come back to life when I was dead, and I’d figure it out.

But for too long, a lot of feelings have gone down, and I just want to be free, compared to those who are so isolated, I’ve been trapped for 50 years.

So I can learn how to smoke and make fun of my Fu Sheng.

I wish I could be a slave to the light of his white moon.

“When will you take me to my hand, Lord God? I don’t want a scar. It’s not beautiful.” I’m copying the words of the smoke.

I thought Fu Sheng would move.

Who knows that he did not even stop and only said, “Someone will heal you.” I’m leaving.

♪ I can’t ♪ I’m not good enough.

But I just yelled at my man in blue, “Miss Sun, I was the guardian of your grandfather’s esteemed man. How is he now?” I’m sorry.

I’m flattered by this change of attitude.

I remember the old man in charge.

“Well, that’s good,” the man in the green nods, “and then he suddenly left the post of Master and disappeared, so I waited for a long time, and now I want to come as long as he’s happy.” I’m not sure I’m Miss Sun today. I’m sorry.

I waved and said it didn’t matter.

He told me to take me down to heal.

And when I left, I heard the man in blue from behind the guard of the fat man, saying, “You have wounded the hand of our granddaughter, and today I will give you a face, so let this be done.” I’m sorry.

He earned it.

If my blood sacrifice had just been used, he would have had at least one arm less.

But I didn’t think that Fu Sheng would suddenly appear, and if that were to be done under his nose, I would not be able to get my identity north of the Goose, but I was sitting there.

It must have been a tragedy.

He said his name was Zhang Hu.

“Uncle Chang, let me ask you something,” I pretended, “Who is the most beautiful of all the parties?” I’m sorry.

Zhang thought, “Whatever you say, last year was a plum fairy, this year was a late autumn fairy, and there seemed to be a haru fairy, a morning fairie…”

He seemed to pay little attention to it, but I interrupted him.

“Have you ever heard of a purple smoke fairy? I asked.

He seemed a little confused: “I didn’t think Miss Sun knew about the purple smoke fairy.” I’m sorry.

Zhang Hu said, “You’re probably asking the right person, and I’m afraid someone would’ve forgotten the purple-smoke fairy, but I remember that she did set the chickens in a timid house for over 50 years.” I’m sorry.

“Forget? I don’t understand. “Why did you forget? I’m sorry.

“Miss Sun seems to be just half-aware,” he said, “The purple-smoke fairies are gone. I’m sorry.

I’m in there.

The smoke is dead.

“How did she die? I heard she was beautiful,” I asked.

Zhang said, “Looks like he killed himself,” and came in mysteriously close to my ear, whispering, “But I don’t think so. I’m sorry.

“I don’t know if Miss Sun has heard of it…”

“What? I’m sorry.

“The devil’s head 50 years ago. I’m sorry.

“…?”

Zhang Zhang whispered: “It was her, people thought she was the one who died to avenge her death. I’m sorry.

I’m so sorry.

If you die, you’ll be framed like this.

But Zhang had reason to say that if it wasn’t for me, I would have believed it.

He said that the smoke had died of its own sword and that there had been a large number of letters on the table before death, all of which had been chatting with Goose. Some say that the purple smoke fairies and the geese have fallen in love for many years, so they go out in grief, others say farts, and that the purple smoke fairies and the geese have written letters to make a play. How can she choose to be self-smuggling when she kills the monster?

Must have been killed.

By whom?

No one can say anything.

But there’s a follow-up to this, and it’s only a short time before another person dies. The man was so high that he was an absolute feat in the battle with the Goose North, and the light was endless, and he was called the Fairy.

He died badly.

In the morning morning, the tree before the Green Mountain, whose door was raised, had his head, his arms, his lungs, his knees, his feet and more, so that a blood would rain, and the wind would sound like sand.

The last one who died was the head of the Humpty.

The exact same way to die.

Rumours go round.

It was also said that the group of geese had come to avenge the geese.

But it’s not easy to say who still has the power to sneak into the mountains without anyone knowing it, and then kill so cruelly the great elders.

There’s no magic thing to do.

Even alive geese north.

What about the north of the geese after death?

So for some time, none of the people involved in the Goose First World War could sleep.

Fortunately, nothing happened.

But until now, it was an open case.

I’m on my way and I’m thinking about what Chang said. Obviously, I didn’t kill people, so the most likely thing I could think of was someone who was taking my name for revenge.

Very angry.

His name is ruined.

I’m not clean.

I walked all the way, pissed all the way. I finally got to my destination, and I heard Chang said that Fu was stuck here, and that was the place where the pixie, pretty stinky. After all, Fu Sheng has had a different lifestyle from mine since he was an hour old.

My family is so poor, I live like a wild monkey, with ashes all over my face.

He can be clean and clean.

It looks good on you too.

Man is more than man, not man.

I kicked the fog down there, and it got thicker and thicker, like a deliberately set-up machine, and I started to see it.

I’ve got a little food in my hand.

Yes, I’m here to offer.

But the fog made me feel bad. I might want to put this little food on his face.

Goose North, be patient.

I’ve been taking a long breath, and I’m not done with it, and I’m in the water.

Shit.

I can’t swim!

I used to fly, so I’m fearless, and now I’m a good piece of shit, nothing.

I’m in the water like a bear.

A few sips of water.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

When I felt sorry for my life, suddenly my body was empty and I… flew up? It doesn’t sound like flying. I’m stuck in the air for a while, and then I stop.

I’m in the air. I can’t move.

“Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough.

Look more.

The man leaned on the side of the pool, standing on the side of the stone, and most of him was covered in thin water. He was only wearing a thin shirt, and the part of his chest was clearly white in my eyes, and I was interested in beauty, and a great interest was in the body of a beautiful man, and there was no exception for the swallowing.

Look up.

It’s Fu Shen’s dead face…

My saliva choked on me again.

Shit!

It’s just that Fu’s eyes, it seems like he’s thinking, and he’s focused.

I cried in the middle of the sky, “Thank you for saving my life, or I could have died.” Just, can you put me down first?”

He seemed to be woken up by something.

And I saw in his eyes that which appeared as a sudden rain.

I’m too late to react.

The force was removed, and the sense of weightlessness was at that moment, and I fell back into the water.

Long time — until I lost consciousness because of suffocation, and that force dragged me halfway through the air.

“Who are you? “It’s a cold word like ice, he asks.

But if I feel like I have a chance against him, I’m going to fight for him now.

Wang Cheung-yun, I am Wang Cheung-yun, and I answer with weakness.

“Who sent you here? I’m sorry.

“What are you talking about, Lord God?” I squeezed and cried, “Don’t you see? My grandfather sent me. I’m sorry.

I was thrown in the water again.

Inhalation of the air, I heard “Think about it.” I’m sorry.

Be patient, Goose North, I warn myself.

Think of the loneliness that has circled the land for 50 years, I’ve put up with it. I waited so long for the freedom I was about to touch. I have things I want to do and life I want to live.

“I told you, it was my grandfather who sent me here,” and I learned how to cry.

So, he slowly changed the question, “What did Wang Tone ask you to do?” I’m sorry.

“Go back to school. I’m sorry.

“Come and learn? He said, “Who is better than him?” What does he expect you to learn here? I’m sorry.

I’ll do it.

There’s still time to answer. Just listen to him again.

“Who does Wang To Fung think you look like?”

Damn, I can’t answer that question. Did I look like I’d grown up?

But I can’t answer.

I can only say weakly: “Grandfather said I was like my father. I’m sorry.

Damn it, that’s not a standard answer, because he threw me in the water again.

I felt like I was trying to kill someone.

“O Lord of Heaven,” I held on to my urge, but I kept on talking with a bit of teeth, and I said, “What answer do you want to hear? I’m sorry.

I was straight and he was silent.

It took a long time to move me off the water. On the lawn by the pool, I fell down my ass.

“Go back and tell Wang To Fong, “and groan in unheard of, “There’s no point in finding someone who looks like him. I’m sorry.

“No one can replace her. I’m sorry.

I can’t believe I’m feeling sad on Fu.

So deeply? The smoke is crawling out of the coffin and crying.

No, it’s me who should cry.

It’s like driving me out of the clouds and he wants me to lose my job.

I decided to fight.

“O Lord of Heaven,” I rise up and stomp my ass, and kneel down on the grass, and say, “Did anyone ever tell you that you are a self-righteous man?” Of course, I’m not scolding you. I mean, you seem to believe in your own thoughts, and then you reject the rest. I’m sorry.

“Of course, you’re strong, so it’s normal to focus on yourself. I’m sorry.

“But have you ever thought that some people are not what you think they are?” And I pointed at myself, “I, for example, came to Yun Yonzhong, not as complicated as you think. I’m sorry.

I still have a few points in my heart, and I don’t know how much I’m talking about it: “You’re the one who’s imposing me on all those crazy ideas. You know me and my grandfather, and I call your uncle to you, and in my eyes you’re a younger old man. I’m sorry.

“But, Lord God, you had a very good question. Ask anyone who could teach you better than my grandfather. I’m sorry.

“Of course there is. I’m sorry.

“You. I’m sorry.

I finished my speech, and when I had been in the water for so long, I was tired, so I evenled.

“My Lord, I am here to worship you. I’m sorry.

I’m such a wife and wife.

He’s just like I was born to be.

Ever since I was a kid.

He came to my house, my father liked him and my brothers and sisters depended on him.

He’s doing better than me in housework.

I’m always worse than him. Even if I went to Shiqingshan later, I would not sleep for two days to learn the art, and he would only have to practice a few more times to master it. It took me a lot of time to realize that Fu Sheng was a genius, a genius I couldn’t keep up with.

I hate genius.

And then I built the magic, and I had a fight with genius.

In fact, I understand that Fu hates it so much, that he hates every magic work, just like I hate everyone who comes to the door. I went to do magic work and his family, growing up together, betrayed him.

I’ve also become a monster.

Only he can kill me in the world.

I really hate him when he’s silver in my heart.

Who wouldn’t hate to kill their own people?

Not to mention, he took my sword without my permission and I called it stealing.

He drowned me.

Drowned three times.

The last time I was spared, I was thrown from the middle of the sky on the grass, and my tailbone was about to crack.

I would have hated him enough.

But after I have said a great number of things that were so stifling in my anger, he stares at me in silence, and he looks dark, and he looks like he has too much of what is heavy in his eyes, as if he had nothing to do, but a great amount of silence and desolation.

I don’t want to look back this time.

And for a long time, he turned his head, and his eyes fell upon the stones beside him, and he looked away from me. Once again I saw the magic in his eyes.

“No. No. I’m sorry.

Two very short words, and I think I’m about to pop out of my skin, and I think it’s best to put it in Fu’s nostrils and let him feel the suffocation.

I’m a little out of control, and that damn sweet little mouth is about to blow up some beautiful words.

Fu Shen straight to a delivery spell.

The scene around me became my room.

I imagined my pillow as a heavy head, and I hit a pillow all day in my room.

I really, really hate Fu Sheng!

But Fu sank and drove me away.

So I went on to wait and wait. Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng was a good man after he left, but he did not deal much with the affairs of the Zhang Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng while he was a good man.

And he began to plant me with his heart.

Every day, I’m going to practice the basics with a bunch of my own students.

It’s all the rest of his life.

I’m worried about how I can be a student.

I’m going to be the best student of many. I’m going to be the best.

Got it.

So when the kids wrinkled to think about how to use the power as a weapon quickly and hard from the tip of their fingertips, I pushed with skill, boom! “I’m like I’ve blown something across the street.”

It’s like a stone from the front.

Everyone around them stood still, as if they had become statues.

And I admit that I had a moment of weakness, and it seemed to be something of value.

But just for a moment.

Because I reacted.

This is my grandfather’s stone, and it might be a big problem if someone breaks it, but I broke it. It’s just a little friction in the family.

But then I found out it wasn’t that simple.

Because after the old man’s stone, it’s a…

I did have a lot of strength, so the two stones broke together.

It’s… it’s a one-and-a-half-a-half.

Zhang’s face was also folded and his face wrinkled into pig skin. He looked at the gravel on the ground with heart pain, and it was a pebble, and when it broke, it broke away and could no longer be used, and then he looked at me with heart.

“… Miss Sun is the heir to the man of honour… true… gifted, I’ve given up my talent… and then others…” Of course, it could be hard backstage.

But he had a turn.

“It’s better to say sorry to God after all that there’s a statue of God.” I’m sorry.

I didn’t think it would be like this for me and Fu to see each other again after the bath.

I stood there, and Fu sat on his head and kept looking at me.

He wants me to make it quick with Fu.

But…

I can’t say it.

I’d rather eat shit than apologize to Fu.

“O Lord of heaven, I broke your stone today,” and I opened my mouth in silence.

“I blame myself, I suffer, too. Why did I accidentally break your stone?” I’m sorry.

“But no man can be born again, no stone can be broken or put together. I’m sorry.

“Then I’ll do something useful. I’m sorry.

“You’re too old, you’re in a lot of trouble, you’re fine, and so is my grandfather, so I’m very experienced with you old people. I’m sorry.

“I’ll take care of you for a month! I’m sorry.

That’s me.

These words express not only my guilt, but also my own initiative in the final conclusions.

If you know that Fu is in a difficult situation, he’s always hiding in his fog house, and that there’s a five-barrel in the main, he just needs to be a disabled master and he doesn’t know what he’s doing all day.

But what if I took care of it?

I’m more exposed to Fu Sheng = Fu Sheng is able to discover a range of strengths such as my efforts, kindness, nuance, seriousness, respect for old and young.

Be his apprentice in good time.

I’ve seen hope for the future, and I’ve only listened to Fu. I’m sorry.

Why doesn’t this guy talk?

I smiled: “O Lord of Heaven, you do not have to be so polite. I did something wrong, that’s my punishment. I’m sorry.

Fu Shen ignored me and said to Zhang Hu: “Send her to the door for a month.” I’m sorry.

I feel like I’m going to have to figure out how to get to the top.

Be patient, Goose North.

Zhang’s face also looks very difficult, after all, one is the master and one is the granddaughter of the front. He can only be in the mud with him: “Ms. Sun has broken the statues of her two heads, but it also means that she is far more powerful than her peers, and that she is so gifted to come to us is a good thing, and more than a good thing. I’m sorry.

Chang wants me to follow.

But I really want to take this opportunity, after all, I only have one year.

It’s almost a month now.

“I have a question for you, Lord God, and I ask you, “Who do you think I look like?” I’m sorry.

If you ask me this question, I’m as smart as I can be sure of the answer… isn’t it just the smoke?

I had a big white eye in my heart.

I hate Fu Sheng, but I know him well.

He seems to be obstinate and strong on the ground.

I decided to use a first hand.

My opening question was very good, and I felt cold when I was sitting on the front page and I finally looked at him with a cold eye.

The kid who wets his bed at my house when I was a kid.

“The last time you took a bath, you said I was like someone, and we seemed to be like you. I’m sorry.

Zhang’s men were foolish and wandered between me and Fu’s eyes: “The bath you you you…”

I don’t want to explain, but let’s go ahead and strike first: “O Lord, am I someone you like? I’m sorry.

The air seems to be condensed.

I didn’t even take a sip of the five atmospheres around me.

As far as I know Fu Sheng, he’s a little obnoxious, and at this point he won’t have much to say except with his ice knife eyes. I’m ready for the language to connect…

Fu Shen opened her mouth.

“Yes. I’m sorry.

I was standing right there, squirting.

What a strange word, but I hear the thoughts and the tenderness that are buried therein.

But then he said, “But you’re not her.” I’m sorry.

I don’t know if it’s a warning to me or to myself.

It’s just bullshit.

Of course he’s not her.

I said, “Absolutely, I’m not.” I said, “You seem to be running away from me the last time you sent me back to my room, even though you said I wasn’t her. Then can I doubt that you’re afraid you’ll think of me as her? I’m sorry.

“O Lord God, running away from fear is a coward’s act. I’m sorry.

Zhang has been pulling my clothes around and saying, “Stop it, stop it.”

“If you really love that man, you’ll never waver, even if I’m similar again. I’m sorry.

I saw Fu dazzling, and he fainted.

“O Lord of Heaven, dare you gamble with me?” I laughed with my arms.

“A year, let me take care of you. I’m trying to get you to take me in this annual session, whether it’s to your liking or to imitate the person in your heart, or I’m going to make you soft. I’m sorry.

“If you remain steadfast after a year, I will leave the clouds.” I’m sorry.

“What do you say? Sir, you want to bet on me? I’m sorry.

Die laughing.

Looks like a very bad bet, but one year later I’m either dead or alive.

Who cares if we don’t leave the clouds?

It was Fu Sheng who took me in, and I fulfilled the body’s last wish, and I left without turning back.

I look at Fu Sheng with great confidence and feel like I’m winning.

“A month,” Fu Shen finally spoke.

But he doesn’t talk.

“What? I’m sorry.

“You said before, take care of me for a month. I’m sorry.

“Ah… but there was no bet, so I said it all at once,” and I was weak.

“You don’t believe in yourself, you need a year.” I’m sorry.

How does it feel to be a rebel?

But I can’t stand being provoked by Fu, “Of course not, I think you’re going to lose.” I’m sorry.

His lips seem to have bent, and I blinked and disappeared.

“I’ll only give you a month,” Fu Shido.

“This…”

“Why not?”

I’m pretty strong, and I tell myself to be confident.

“A month alone,” I responded.

Because of this bet, I’m living at Fu Sheng’s roof.

Of course not under the same roof.

His dwelling is large, and there is a loft on the east side, and the clouds are cloudy, and that is the place where Fu dwelt.

And I, I live on the west side, and I’m in an ugly little house, and I’m off the east side of the Fortune, and I’m off the other side of the pool and the woods.

Thanks, man.

“It’s too far, too far.” I’m sorry.

“You can have the sword.” I’m sorry.

And I took a deep breath: “Is there any possibility that I would not have the sword?” I’m sorry.

“You can break two statues with the power of your soul, and he clearly doesn’t believe in it, but he doesn’t know how to do it.” I’m sorry.

“That’s because I’m born strong, and I can break out with a little energy. I’m sorry.

I was bowing down and picking a flower that was good for wine, and I didn’t hear Fu reply, and suddenly I felt something different. It took me a while to catch up with this strange feeling.

Shit.

Isn’t that what Goose North is like?

What’s wrong with me? Are you afraid you won’t die fast enough?

And I went up like a bandage, and said, “Alas, even my grandfather said how I had the skills of a boy like a posh girl. Don’t laugh at me, Lord God. This is what I look like. I’m sorry.

“It’s embarrassing to say it now.” I’m sorry.

Fu Sheng:

My flexible little brain turned around: “O Lord of heaven, teach me the sword.” I’ll spend too much time walking back and forth in the month without taking care of you. I’m sorry.

I’m actually doing a little more work now.

It should hold my sword.

I have to show Fu my talent to make him feel like someone else!

Fulgung-baum came out with a book and threw it at me: “Study yourself.” I’m sorry.

It’s life that I’ve been snorting at my mouth and I’ve got a smile. I smiled at Fu and said, “What if I fly high, but because I’m not skilled and then I fall?” Sir, I’m afraid. I’m sorry.

Fu Shen said, “It’s only possible to learn by falling.” I’m sorry.

I’m really angry.

Fu Seon used to be very angry with me, and now he’s getting worse.

He turned around and wanted to go.

No, he’d think I’d read this shit before I learned it. That’s a gift. A gifted, like Fu Shen, who used to just stand a sword and then fly.

I have to show him that I’m just like he was. I don’t need any study to succeed!

“O Lord of heaven,” and I stopped him.

He turned back somewhat impatiently, and I stood on the sword — the sword that cost me one or two silver.

“To take care of you, I have to learn to fly the sword. I’m sorry.

It also gives a very good reason.

That’s how I am.

Fly!

My refinement has proved to be very useful in the past month.

I can’t believe I’ve had enough power to fly. I can’t help but fly.

I’m happy from my heart.

I haven’t had a sword in 50 years, and it’s so good.

“My Lord, I think I’ve succeeded! I share my joy with Fu in the air.

“Hum…”

I think I heard something.

I looked at the source of the sound and it was my sword.

I haven’t been able to react yet, and my sword, which cost one or two silvers, is broken.

Get out of here!

I fell out of the air.

The wind slashed my face like a knife, and there was a wind in my head, and I felt like my soul was being blown out.

That hurts. I can’t help but think.

And this was the same time when I was dead, and my body went to its place uncontrollably, and the winds around me raging in my ears.

How obstinate. I didn’t think there would be a time when the big one would want to fly but couldn’t fly. Just because I have a sword in my chest, a sword called Silver.

In short, I was killed.

I fell from the sky, and no bone was intact. Fu fell and pulled my sword, and I was a dead horse doctor trying to lick some blood on his face, so that’s what happened.

Otherwise, I would have died.

I thought I’d forgotten all about it, and after 50 years, I tried not to think about it. But I overestimate myself. How can I forget that pain?

Like, the heart of my chest was ripped out, it fell into the mud, and someone stepped on it.

It’s not beating anymore.

So far, I’ve fallen out of the air and my body is shaking.

Ouch!

I don’t know. It hurts so much that I’m dead.

But waiting for me is no longer a hard, cold ground, and something caught me, and I felt warm and shrunk with a warm source.

“What are you shaking? The sound of Fu Shen is ringing in his ears.

Sounds close.

I opened my eyes, and it was Fu who caught me, and the warm source was Fu!

Unforeseen.

The man who killed me in my last life saved me while I was desperate to die.

I said, “My Lord, have you ever fallen from the sky?” “I don’t think I should ask questions like this, but I’m supposed to cry a little bit and say all my fears.

I just can’t help but ask.

Fu Sheng, do you know how painful it was when the geese fell?

I don’t know what Fu is thinking, but I feel he’s holding my arm tight, but the exit is only two words: “Never.” I’m sorry.

I laughed: “Ha ha, I fell, I fell, I fell, and I didn’t hurt anything.” “I fell out of a tree when I was five, and Grandpa came in time, or I might be disabled.” I’m sorry.

I don’t know if Fu Shen heard.

For We have not finished our speech, and the magic that existed only before in his eyebrow suddenly rose, and his eyes were blackened, and there was about a shadow on his forehead.

The way he looks, he can see things wrong with a slightly improved elder.

Not to mention the one who used to fix that whole thing.

I don’t really care.

I should have nothing to do with this.

But in my head, somehow, I remembered that year, and I asked Fu to plan for the future.

He said, ‘Easy Satan, and comfort those in heaven.’ I’m sorry.

Nor did he know what had happened in the past 50 years, which had made Fu Min-sun so enchanted, but he hated it so much that he wanted it.

I didn’t want to see him fall.

I held him by my hand.

“My Lord, it’s so high here, can you take me down there?” I’m sorry.

“I don’t want to fall again. I’m sorry.

I seriously doubt that Fu Shih has been a virgin for 50 years, because just as I held his hand gently, I felt clearly the magic that had just wandered around him, and it was quiet.

Come on. Someone’s been alive for over 70 years without touching a girl’s hand?

So sad.

I thought it was a good move, so it got worse and the other hand touched his face.

What can I say?

It’s just that Q’s fine, but it’s not the same, not even the face.

I touched two more times, some addictive, and I was trying to use my hand in the face of the danger.

I looked up, and found the eyes of Fu Sheng focused on my face, but for some reason the magic around him was quiet, but not completely condensed. That led to his thawing face, a few demons, in reverse.

Well, I think it’s beautiful.

Not bad.

And We laid down that evil hand in peace, and in our mind was a proper explanation of what I had just offended.

Who knows I didn’t say what I said? Fu Shen suddenly let go of my hand and I saw it near me, and then gently touched my face.

I looked up.

His hands are cold, and that touch spreads to my heart every nerve, as if a feather had swept through my heart.

My heart’s messed up.

“You’re like her,” the voice of Fu Shen fell into her ear.

As cold water pours down, I wake up.

Goose North, are you crazy? This is Fu Shen.

I warn myself.

It’s just that it’s not normal, it’s not normal. I wonder whether he has been affected by magic, and his speech is not as cold as it is in the morning, but he has been filled with a craziness. To be honest, there is some danger in his state, and I can’t do anything without knowing him. I don’t know if the string of reason in his head is broken, and I’m strange about all his moves.

I didn’t say anything. I didn’t think it was right.

But there’s a lot of talk in this state.

“But how could you possibly be her?” Fou smiled, “She died, hated me, and died.” I’m sorry.

What? He’s got a story like that with Yokoshi?

Die laughing.

That’s a good job.

“Even if she came back, she would never come to me,” he thought, “Unless she came to kill me…”

I saw Fu’s sank and re-emerged, and I had a little hope.

“Are you here to kill me? He looked at me and pointed at the sword between his waist, “Kill me, and use it.” I’m sorry.

It’s so grass, you lost your silver and stole my black geese.

Forget it.

Don’t insult my black geese.

Of course, I can only say that in my heart, and don’t say it now, and I dare not when he’s awake.

I take him as a child: “O Lord of Heaven, you seem a little tired, this is a bit of a laborious stand, should we go down and sit down? I’m sorry.

“Shh,” he compared his fingers to my lips.

I feel like he’s holding me even tighter, with his hands coming down from my lips, between my neck, where his cold finger points a little bit of my neck artery, and I got a chill.

“You look like her. I should have killed you. I’m sorry.

♪ I can’t ♪ Crazy.

Anyone with a normal mind can’t say that.

I’m staring at Fu Sheng and being alert.

And when I was in his pupils, I was angry, and I laughed: “But you were so much alike that I couldn’t do it.” I’m sorry.

He said, “I don’t know why you’re so determined to worship me, but it’s your wish, and I’ll give it to you.” Oh, it’s almost over. I’m sorry.

I don’t know what he’s talking about, but at the end he lit my eyebrow.

There’s no ceremony for the admission.

It’s just my spirit fell from the forehead to his fingertips.

That’s been bound by my curse.

I didn’t react. I was suddenly free.

– until Fowl took me to the ground, and he laid me down and fell on the ground.

Fu fainted, and his magic sprung up again, not much of it, but stuck inside him and started to riot.

I can see he’s in pain.

I’m free, and now I have to turn around and leave, as I thought, without a head. But I couldn’t get out one step.

I guess the most ridiculous joke in the world is me.

I put Fu in the cabin, put him on the bed and covered him up.

Now I have to go, I think.

But Fu Sheng’s magic has not stabilized and he may die. I hate Fu Man. I never thought he’d die.

So I found a stool sitting next to him and I watched him for two days and one night.

Finally — he took away his magic.

“I’m gone,” I saw him last, and said to myself goodbye.

The moment I stepped out of the cabin, it was getting late, and Fu Sheng was a bad god, and I spent two days with him, and I was in a bad way, so I didn’t even get out of his house.

I’m in the middle of a magic patch. It’s a powerful one who dares to break into this cloud alone.

“It’s good luck that this guy isn’t here,” and I didn’t know where to hear it for a while.

“You’re the girl who’s been petting no-go-go-go-go-go-go-go-go-go.”

I don’t know where he heard the gossip.

You’ve been fooled, fool.

He didn’t even get a sense of false gossip, and he smiled with his mouth full of fangs: “I’ve got nothing to do with it. I’m sorry.

Then I lost consciousness.

Upon waking up, it was a cold cave in which a few dead moonlights were drilled through the rocks.

I heard the sound of a drop of water, but the nose was full of gas, and it was not easy for my eyes to adapt to the darkness that I found the limbs and limbs around me.

“Screeching.”

Not far from here, a person starts to eat a lot.

“Ahem,” I faked a cough and suggested I woke up.

The man turned around and I saw that he was holding a half-eating head in his hand.

I’ve got a slight bulge. It is divided into two types of work, one for the other and the other for himself, which is promoted by constant killing and then plundering death and grievance. Most of the magic works have chosen this approach, which, although slowly, has a high success rate and pain on others.

It’s not good to sound like it.

In general, the chances of survival are very low, ranging from skin to heart and lungs, and even every pelvis is refined, and the process requires a sober patience for great pain.

People who are a little brainy pick people up.

This one is even more heavy, and he eats.

Eaters are living eaters, so the death and grievance that they get can be maximized, which was not possible before, because I forbid it.

“Oh, you’re awake,” he threw that half-eating head all over the place. I’m sorry.

And I will not wait for my answer, and he will shed his bloody teeth and laugh: “No, it doesn’t matter. I will eat you with him when he comes.” I’m sorry.

Fake gossip hurts people.

“This man, you seem to have misunderstood something,” I reminded him, “I’m just Yun Yon Soong’s student, who was punished for breaking up the statues of the two above, and I am nothing but an ant, and who would risk his life to save an ant?” I’m sorry.

He said, “Well, I’ll eat you for 12 hours before he comes.” I’m sorry.

He doesn’t look very good about food quality.

I said, “How long has it been?” I’m sorry.

“Ha ha, one hour left.” I’m sorry.

It’s true, I know Fu Sheng won’t come, but I’m just trying to estimate the time.

I’m starting to gather up, and I’m bleeding back.

He waited for a moment, and the ogre came to me with a shame.

I did recognize him when I woke up. He was one of the best of mine, and we used to drink together, and he said that my wine was the best in the world. I didn’t think he’d become like this now, and a good guy with food taste would start eating people.

“Big Blacktooth,” I said to stop him. I gave him that name.

He’s standing on his feet and looking at me.

Look at that.

“Fifty years. Can’t you recognize me now? “I stand up, I step forward, he step back and be careful.

“But it’s been a while since I’ve been awake, and you haven’t recognized me, and I’m disappointed,” I said, “Are you sure you can eat me?” Once upon a time, I hit you like Grandpa beat your grandson. I’m sorry.

“Or do you think you’re confident you can beat me now? I’m sorry.

He trembled and cried, “Is it Lord?” Is it really the Lord?”

I’m bowing.

“Lord, you have finally returned, and you have returned, and we shall be saved in the way.” He wipes his tears.

I have nothing to say: “You’ve lost a lot of weight. I’m sorry.

He complained.

“So I came back and I went undercover, and I opened my mouth.”

“How sweet of the Lord, how sweet of him to talk, and so fast in his mouth to come a tooth, I had a precaution, but I had no choice to hide from him in order to make him benevolent.”

His teeth stick in my little arm.

“You’re not as strong as you used to be when you changed your body,” he was happy to dance and couldn’t even say, “Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha ate you, ate you, and I can’t be king in this world.” I’m sorry.

It’s sad.

I’m not just trying to delay, I’m probably naive, but even though my brain tells me that this man is never going to miss old times, there’s always a chance in my heart that he who followed me will not kill me.

Good thing I’ve been through a lot of betrayal.

It’s acceptable at once.

My blood boils and squeals, and it runs over every skin, and there is blood in my pores, and a lot of blood.

I knew I’d have to kill him.

Time is still, all my senses are amplified, including speed, and he’s still happy, and I’ve reached him. I had fought him a number of times before, knowing that his weakness was in the back of the subrib, and when he returned, my hand broke through his bones.

That’s why it’s too bad.

A thousand wounded and 800 injured.

When I pulled my hand out of his body, my mind wasn’t clear, I had my own blood on my face, and it was so thick that I couldn’t open my eyes.

But he did not die, but he laughed: “God is indeed the strongest demon in centuries, and even if he was so far apart, he could kill me.” I’m sorry.

“I’m glad I left a hand,” he said, “That’s my double.” I’m sorry.

Ugh.

I’d rather die in Fu’s hands if I could.

Too bad I’m betting on all the hits I just made, and now I can’t move.

I can’t help it. Just eat.

Goodbye, I tried to come back and rejected my world.

Give me a better life in the next life.

I closed my eyes.

Hell, I’m ready to die. The air that was moving was stopped at a certain point. I heard the sound of space being ripped open, trying to open my eyes and being covered in blood, and finally I felt a strong arm around me.

I’m saved again.

The fragrance of wood comes along the nasal cavity, so familiar and so heavy.

I’m not happy at all, because I’ve just used my famous technique, “The Blood Jail.”

I think Fu Shen recognized me.

But I don’t get it. He recognized me, but he held me so carefully, like an expensive treasure.

There’s something cold in my neck.

What the fuck, man? You’re touching the artery in my neck again?

But it doesn’t feel like a fingertip.

Looks like… water.

Fu Sheng is hurt?

I wish I could just open my eyes.

The sound of the big black teeth was loud, and he was surprised by the security: “How did you get in, how could you get in?” How did you get in here after all these ambushes? I’m sorry.

Suddenly, he laughed like he found something new.

“You’re evil, you’re evil! He exaggerates and distorts his laughter: “Welcome to the world of the demons, and not to the gods. I’m sorry.

I seem to have heard the sound of flesh blowing up.

Big Blacktooth’s laughter stops.

But I’m really confused, and all this information comes from my head, and I’m in a coma.

The night was long and I dreamed of that day again.

It was an eight-year-old summer, hot sun, and Dad recently made some money, promised us meat for the last few days, so that Fu and I could go down the hill and buy some food.

It’s hot. Fu and Sheng are sweating.

I’m trying to walk faster than Fu.

He looked thin, but he didn’t lose me, and he breathed and walked at extremely regular pace. Whether I accelerate or slow down, he does not walk beside me.

“I helped you,” he took two big bones from my back basket and put them in his back basket.

“No, I’m trying to get it back.” “This thing, I can carry it! I’m sorry.

He took care of the basket. I couldn’t take it because Fu Min was taller than me.

“I know you can afford it,” Fu Shindo, “But Hoi, you’re a girl.” I’m sorry.

“What’s wrong with girls? I’m not gonna lose, “What boys can do, I can do!” I’m sorry.

He doesn’t know how to explain it. He’s got a half-wit and he’s just so clumsy.

“That’s different. I’m sorry.

“How different! “I can’t help it.

He can’t answer.

I followed him all the way because he didn’t give me back those big bones.

Finally, when I arrived at the door of my house, I sat at the door and cried out, “To the east and west, why don’t you give us a hand and you guys want to eat meat?” I’m sorry.

My six-year-old twin brother.

“Is there any South-South, asleep? It’s still quiet today, “My 3-year-old sister is in good spirits, and she’s in the yard every day.

I ran into the house scolding.

It’s all red.

It’s like the red in the house crawled into the body with its eyes, and it was turned into tens of thousands of needles, and it hit me in the flesh.

I was screaming out of the house with my eyes.

I thought I’d never seen my family’s body.

I don’t see that I’ve always had a strong little girl with a small body lying in the blood. I did not see the geese that always made me angry, and the geese leaned against the corner of the wall, one without the left arm, one without the right arm, and one without the eye.

My brain is blank.

It was Fu who came and pulled me, almost towed me unconscious, and hid behind the rice jar.

We both had hands shaking, and he comforted me with a small voice: “Don’t be afraid, Abe… don’t be afraid.” I’m sorry.

“Look! I’m sorry.

There was a sudden human voice and a constant flow of footsteps.

That’s where the sound came from! I’m sorry.

I guess it was my scream. I thought.

“My Lord, everyone around here has been killed, and the man in the rumor hasn’t appeared,” another voice said, “Maybe the rumor is wrong.” I’m sorry.

“I’d rather trust it than trust it,” the man called the grown-up replied, “If we find him, are we not to be seen by others?” I’m sorry.

I reacted slowly, and the people who killed my family were them.

I lost my mind.

I want to fight with them. I looked back at him, I cried, and I had Fu Sheng, and he was my family.

I can’t stand hate because I can’t reveal Fu Sheng’s position.

But that does not prevent them from finding us soon.

And Fu and I were on their knees, and I struggled so hard that I was too weak. I have watched every one of them with hate, and I will never spare them with a ghost, but they all wear black masks, and I fear the ghost will not find them.

That’s when I heard Fu Sheng.

“You are looking for me,” but he is not very loud, but he is strong, and with resolve and determination beyond life and death, “I can go with you now, but I have nothing to do with others, and if you hurt others, I am afraid your purpose will not be so simple. I’m sorry.

I don’t understand what he’s saying.

But I know it’s not a good thing, and Fu can’t follow them, so I’m going to run away with Fu and I’m going to bite the man who grabbed me.

He was so angry, he slashed me.

Swordwind has passed, and his palms have fallen first. I looked at the back of those who stood in front of me, and my nose was sore.

“Daddy. I’m sorry.

I shouted.

He still had the geese on his hands because it was my birthday and he asked me what I wanted most.

“The sword! It seems the rumor is true, “The man across the street has a good look, “The sword is real! I’m sorry.

Father and father didn’t talk to him, his sword was emptied, the sky was bright, and I couldn’t stand the light, and I felt like my father was holding me in his hand, and he was shaking, and when I opened his eyes, he was carrying me and Fu into the woods.

The three have nothing to say.

Until he ran away for a while, Dad dropped me and Fu Sheng.

He shoved the geese into my hand and touched my head.

I feel bad, hold his sleeve.

“Daddy,” I called him in despair.

He can’t look back at me.

He’s just calling for Fu Shen, “Don’t worry, this is happening to me. These people know only the sword, but they don’t know that it’s still alive. You’re a steady child, north of her… please take care of it. I’m sorry.

He has no sword in his hand, and he has not stopped for a moment.

And then many nights later, I could dream of how determined I was when Dad left.

So Fu and I went to Sun Qingshan and his parents died as a result of magic repairs. I thought my family was the same. In order to get stronger and stronger, we will one day clean up those demons.

But I accidentally saw the head of the tide, whose voice was exactly the same as that of the grown-ups of that day, and which I could never forget.

I was wondering if I could tell Fu Sheng about this.

But what’s the point of telling them? He is now given a great deal of hope and a great future, and it would be good if he could get together with each other. I don’t know if I’m going to live or die, why bother him. Besides, it’s my personal vendetta, not Fu Min.

I volunteered to do the magic, and I broke it with Fu.

Then two years later I broke into the earth in a magic work, and came to the door with my people. I didn’t mean to kill so many people.

But I saw a puppet there.

A puppet who made my father.

People’s breakdowns are often in between, and I’m crazy.

I didn’t want to hurt my father’s body, and I suffered 72 of his swords, so that I would have been able to kill the head of the tide with countless swords.

And We made him aware, then We cut him into pieces, hanging on a tree before their door.

I’m going to bury my father with the whole tide.

It burned for three days.

No survivors.

My dreams stopped.

When I woke up, I was lying in bed for a while, and I was heavy, and I thought about my mobile arm, and then I sat up.

I was handed a glass of water, I reached out, I was polite, and I looked up.

Shit.

How a wooden man.

It moved “creaking” and handed me another wet-hot pie.

“…you’re still flexible,” I’m flattered.

It bows, thanks.

“Where’s Fu Sheng?” I asked him, “I remember he saved me before I fainted.”

If you save me, it means you don’t want to kill me for a while. What good am I to him? I have to ask him.

Woodman pointed to the other side of the fingerbed. Oh, I haven’t noticed that Fu Sheng is sitting in a bamboo chair far from me. He’s not talking. If he hadn’t looked at me, I might have suspected he was dead.

It’s kind of interesting.

Big Blacktooth won’t lie to me. Fu Sheng has fallen.

He is still in white and has completely lost his sense of calm. He sits there like a dead tree in the dark of the night, filled with deadness, and in the forehead is a sign of his depravation and depravation. It is a mark of life and kinghood, and it is a match for the super strong magic around him.

I can only say it’s Fu Sheng.

And when all fairy-demons have the same gift, they are the best.

I don’t know if it’s morning or night. It’s really embarrassing to see you and me, and I laughed. I’m sorry.

He didn’t talk to me.

♪ I can’t ♪ Depravity has become deaf and dumb.

Why don’t you turn him into a vegetable, so I won’t be worried and afraid.

“Oh, thank you very much,” and I laughed, and then I got up from bed, and I got out of bed. I’m sorry.

No shoes?

No problem, I hit barefoot.

Fu Sheng still hasn’t moved, and he’s probably sleeping too, and maybe depravity is accompanied by some kind of eccentricity, such as like sleeping with his eyes open.

I’ve got to get out of here.

And I rushed to the door of the house at the fastest speed of my life, stretching out my hand and opening the door, and one foot was about to step out, and suddenly I was able to bounce back two steps.

And I sat down again and again, and again and again, I warned myself to be patient, and asked him, “What can I do?” I’m sorry.

A moment of silence, I can even hear him breathing.

The mood that had been in his eyes had opened, and he seemed to have a half-wit, and then he opened his mouth.

“Abei…”

I haven’t heard him call me that for a long time. When I’m done, he’ll call me by my full name, “The Goose North.”

“O Lord of Heaven, I’m sorry, but now it’s the Lord of God.” He has the mark of a living king, the head of all demons, and if it were 50 years ago, a demon in my district would still be one of his subordinates. I’m sorry.

I looked at him smiling.

It was as if he had been awakened, and his magic had risen like a fire, and he had taken it away.

“Isn’t it a little hard to be a demon? I can’t help but ask him if he looks like this: “When I hear that a demonic man becomes more bloodthirsty than a normal one, it takes a lot of killing to hold him down. I’m sorry.

“Not me again. I’m sorry.

Why can’t I keep my mouth shut?

But I just bore him.

I’ve had a little bit of restraint in what I’ve been trying to do and what I’ve been trying to do, but now I can’t hold my breath.

Fou looked up to me, and I felt a bit of broken sorrow in his eyes.

Finally, he made a sarcasm laugh.

“You’re so weak that you can’t find the point of killing you,” he said, “If I were you, I’d be far away from the sacramental world. Who else would you have beaten to death if I were you?” I’m sorry.

“You think you’re still the geese of the past? I’m sorry.

“The losers. I’m sorry.

Ha, Fu never let me down on the killing and stabbing.

I’m walking fast: “Go away, now. Please open the border. I’m sorry.

I’m going out again.

Fu Sheng called me back.

He said, “Get your shoes on. I’m sorry.

The woodman came “creaking” and handed me a pair of shoes.

I didn’t answer it, I was staring at the shoes in silence. It was ridiculous. I kept thinking, it was ridiculous.

We had a long time before Fu and I went down to the Green Mountain, and on the day of Fu’s birthday I had to catch a fish for him and eat it in the water, and he had come after me, but that fell made me cold all the time, and I was used to it, and sometimes I didn’t like to wear shoes, so he reminded me of the cold.

It’s so strange that my heart is so far away from my ears that I hear my heart breaking.

I looked back at him and found him looking at me, “You know the day I died 50 years ago, why did I go alone when I knew there was an ambush? I’m sorry.

I tried to raise a smile, but soon it fell.

They said, “You refused to fight me, so you were severely punished.” I’m sorry.

“Do you think it’s funny that you saw me that day? I’m sorry.

“I feel ridiculous myself. I’m sorry.

Suddenly there was a blur, and I did not shed tears.

“I came to save you that day. I’m sorry.

Fifty years ago, a naive girl, who had made the worst of her intentions to save the one she loved, could not have imagined that she had killed the young man she wanted to save.

Her stupid heart was trampled on that day.

She wants to stop loving this teenager.

I’m stupid. What good is it now?

Does Fu Min not know what I do? He was so fierce, he couldn’t kill me. I saw the sword so fast last time.

For fuck’s sake, he has no heart.

It’s like I’m now taking out a 50-year-old dildo, and he’s sitting there like a dead man.

From the beginning to the end, it’s just me alone.

I put my hands on my eyes and don’t think about it.

Fu Sheng, I don’t look back, “I just wish I’d never see you again.” I’m sorry.

Out of this palace, as if it were a night, there was no living creature for nearly a decade, and the sky was covered in a layer of dark clouds, without any light. I think this place is really depressing, and it’s getting faster, and it’s at the end of the day, and it’s the day.

I don’t know when there’s a sword in my waist.

It is my black geese, and our clan of swords has always come from men. It was a sword which I refined from within me when I was twelve years old. The same is true of Fu Shen, who refined his silver when he was 10.

Today it is returned to its rightful owners.

I don’t care why he returned it to me.

I’ve been walking around with this sword and I’ve heard too much about Fu Sheng.

“Stunned! Whether this is a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality, please look forward to further development! I’m sorry.

“The greatest evil in the world of the fairies in 100 years, the strongest of the gods, has become the number one enemy, but the undisturbed has killed almost all the mighty works of magic before, and now the power of magic is far less than that of the right path. Let us be sure that we can fight.” I’m sorry.

“No one knows where he is and no one knows why he corrupts, much less what he will do in the future.” But he’s too strong, and he’s certainly the greatest threat to our cuisine. I’m sorry.

I can hear my ears.

Until I come to life, people talk short of their parents, neighbours gossiping, and they can’t hear the name of Fu.

I’ve never felt so comfortable.

And as I walked out of the land of the night where the palace was, I found on a white bone a burden of silver in it, which made me look like a poor man for life.

Good luck is even.

Maybe I’ve done it before, all for this moment.

My good days are still behind.

I bought a house with a small yard with this money and opened a tavern on an old road. My yard is full of flowers and trees, and some of them will bury a few pots of wine.

I can’t hold the wine I made, but I’ve been in my tavern for months.

I finally had the life I wanted most.

Actually, I don’t like to do this at all.

It’s been a long year, and my sign at the tavern is ringing. One day We shall go to the foot of the mountains, and We shall pick up the flowers of wine, and the way shall meet a troupe, and they shall be the pagans, in uniform.

And when I was crouching for flowers, I heard one of them say, “It is time to worship the purple smoke fairies again.” I’m sorry.

Smoky?

She rarely mentioned her family before. I only knew she had a mother.

Someone’s worshiping her? Who?

I’m a little curious to get up from the bushes.

One of them is fat, especially familiar.

The fat guy saw me, and he showed me a scary look, pointing at me, “You, you, you, you…”

It took me half a day to think that this was the fat man I hit with a silver in front of Yun Yon Zhongshan, who seemed to be the son of a presbyterian from one of the doors.

I looked at him and he was scared of his fingers.

“Don’t be rude,” said the young man who was in front of me drank the fat man, and saw me staring at them in the face, asking politely, “This girl, what’s the matter with you?” I’m sorry.

I’d love to see what the smoked grave looks like.

A man who lives in a beautiful time can also be beautiful after death.

I said I was a fan of the purple fairy.

He showed a short shock: “I didn’t think that anyone could remember fairies, but they would be surprised if they knew.” I’m sorry.

He introduced himself briefly, saying that he was the head of Jianxi.

Oh, yeah, I remember that fat guy was the grandson of Master Chang-man. I’m not very fond of this door pie that I’ve never heard of before, but it’s a good man.

“You said your door was next door to the top of the mountain, so why is the tomb of the purple fairy buried here at the foot of the mountain?” I asked.

“The fairies say there are her favorite flowers, so they’re buried here. I’m sorry.

“Favorite flower?”

The master pointed to the flower that made the wine in my hand: “Obviously, it’s the girl who picked it up.” I’m sorry.

“It’s not good-looking.” I rocked them at random.

“The fairies say the flowers are delicious. I’m sorry.

The hand of the walrus is swayed in my heart, and I drink wine and smoke on countless occasions.

This difference continued until I saw her grave, an extremely common place, with weed. Even the fat one who is not in the sight of him, who worships the smoke in good faith.

She’s been talking about her mother all day, but she’s got a big family.

And when they had finished worshipping, We assumed: “Are you the children of the white smoke fairies?” I’m sorry.

“Not really,” the master replied, “The smoke fairies are the founder of our sect. I’m sorry.

“I don’t know if a girl has ever heard of a wave of demonic slaughter 50 years ago. I’m sorry.

I took the flower’s hand and it almost fell.

“We are all the survivors of the tide, who were not there at the time of the incident, so we survived.” I’m sorry.

It’s been a long time, I’ve had a hard time.

“The purple smoke fairies. Is she a hipster too? I’m sorry.

“It doesn’t really count,” the master recalled, “The fairies are the disciples of Qingshan, but her mother is the maid of the tide.” I’m sorry.

“The fire of the devil’s head, the fairies didn’t find her mother’s bones. I’m sorry.

I’m standing there, with lead on my feet, and my body is light.

There are too many images in my head.

“I’ve had no father since I was a child, and my mother raised me up, and she had nothing to do with being bullied, so I learned I was really happy when I was able to stay here, because only I was strong and those people wouldn’t bully my mother.” I’m sorry.

“North and North, this time I went back to tell my mother a lot about us, and this is what she made, so I brought you. I’m sorry.

“The moon is full tonight and I don’t know if my mother saw it. I’m sorry.

“When we can go out and practice, I’ll take you to see my mother. She heard you liked your last snack and said you’d have more to eat in person. I’m sorry.

What a clear memory.

The sound of the smoke goes on and on.

I used to envy her, too.

I stood there helplessly.

Until someone comes down with the sword, and panics: “The master, the no-gods have sat at our door with evil spirits, and he has given me time to find you with two pillars of incense, or he will slaughter the whole door, the master, and now what shall we do?” I’m sorry.

I don’t know why I went to their door with these swarm orphans.

How I hate people in the tide.

That’s the hate that’s engraved in every bone.

But… but I did kill the smoke… and the mother of Smoke, even though she had taken revenge on me later, I still felt a bit of panic. I think I did something bad.

A year has allowed me to be the king’s sword.

I was just like a headless fly on a black geese and behind them in a fast flight.

“Damn, this undiscovered monster has been missing for a year, and I can’t believe he’s been coming to our house, and he’s laughing at himself. I’m sorry.

And he was sweating on his forehead, and he lamented: “He heard that fairies were of old people, together with the one who did not rob. I’m sorry.

It’s more than that.

They loved each other.

I suddenly came back to see why Fu-sun came after him, since he was created by smoke.

We’ve been thinking about this all the way, and we’ve come to the Narrowgate. As soon as they arrived, they heard a horrifying cry from below.

Stop! “The leader has fallen in a hurry to stop it.

A year later, I saw Fu Sheng, who sat on something at will, and I fell down to the ground and saw it. It was a pile of white-bone chairs. Apart from that, he was standing behind him in peace, with hundreds of skulls, a strange piece of the sky, and the hands of all the men who were around me shaking.

I’ve never seen so many evil spirits.

The scream just came from a middle-aged man on the ground, and I should have seen him and thought for a long time that he was the young man’s entourage and put a blood hole in my hand a year.

He was a one-armed man, and at this point the other arm slowly fades into blood fog.

Torture.

That word pops out of my head. Fu’s been tormenting this man.

The flesh is a little mist of blood, and the pain is greater than a thousand knives.

The surroundings were pale, and when they came back to their masters, they were finally sobbing, and the whole faction of the door was covered with fear.

The Master took a step forward: “We did not offend you when you were a god, today…”

“Didn’t offend me?”

Fu Shen interrupted his speech and his voice was like snow in February, without feelings.

“What if I say he did something worse than pissing me off? I’m sorry.

And he lifted his eyes, and his eyes fell again upon that middle-aged man, and his feet began to bleed out, and he cried, and then a little, and a little.

The master closed his eyes and was left to die when he opened his eyes. He pulled his sword and went down to Fu.

No doubt it was moths.

Fu didn’t lift his head, but I saw the skull move next to him.

I don’t know why I ran out like I didn’t know why I came here.

I just can’t help but think of the way I fell off my sword that year and smoke jumped to save me.

Just.

It’s good to continue my life after a year, and if not, it’s worth it.

My black geese pierced the skull that was going to attack the Master of the Shaojim.

Quick one.

What a bone. Not a crack.

Fu looked at me slowly, and I was right in front of him, and our eyes were just like this, and he was staring at me with his wide eyes, and he was squirting.

The skull saw me raiding, and the hand that was going to attack the master quickly grabbed my neck, and I was about to retreat back and forth, but when it was a foot away from me, it suddenly turned into ashes, and the wind blew, and it was all gone.

At the same time, the handler with the sword was about to rush to Fu Sheng and was forced by force to kneel half to the ground, with blood spilled from his mouth.

Fuller rises straight up, turns around him, then comes to me.

Somehow, I feel his pace is a little messy.

He came to me and asked me, “What are you doing here?” I’m sorry.

“What’s with you?” I laughed.

“Get the fuck out of here,” he said, “I’ll kill you too.” I’m sorry.

I held the sword in my hand, and said two words: “I, no.” I’m sorry.

And then Fu Sheng smiled, and his fingers slipped over the people around him: “Goose North, don’t tell me that you have to protect these people too hard.” I’m sorry.

“Protect those who come to the door. I’m sorry.

I was silent: “I just want to be clear of my heart.” I’m sorry.

He smiled, but I couldn’t hear half the laugh.

“What a good heart!” And he reached out and grabbed my chin with his finger on it, and said, “Who are you ashamed of? She’s killing you. I’m sorry.

He forced me to look up, and we were so close that I could smell his breath.

Fu Min’s tail is a little enchanted red, and his eyes are filled with a venom and madness that is unlikely to appear on him.

I opened my mouth and bit him on the thumb of my chin.

His hands were loose and blood was down the tip of his thumb.

“Fu Shen, can I remind you? I watched him silently, “You killed me.” I’m sorry.

I’m just stating the facts.

But I saw Fu standing there for a while without moving, as if he was in the same way as the skulls behind him.

He will not speak, but I will be the only one who will say, “Why have you forgotten?”

I’m so reminded.

“You stabbed me here with your silver,” I put my finger to my heart, and said, “A sword in the Zone is not enough to take my life, but my immortality is made out of the blood of the sword, which you have in your hand, and which was born to the blood of the sword, and to Fu Shen, when you were the only one who could kill me.” I’m sorry.

“Don’t tell me, you don’t know? I’m sorry.

He looked up, had no blood on his face, had his white shirt flipped in the wind, and the blood from his thumb which continued to see on his thumbs had strangled his whole body in white.

“I remember,” he said, “You didn’t find it hard to kill yourself that year, but if you wanted to come here today and die, it would have been a lot easier. I’m sorry.

“You want to die again? I’m sorry.

I shrugged my shoulder: “Fu san, the dead never want to die again.” I’m sorry.

“Then get lost. I’m sorry.

I did not speak, but raised the black geese in their hands, and I still chose to confront Fu with his sword.

Fu is staring at me with his eyes red and he’s angry.

I’ll ask you one more time. He’s dumb, he’s loud, he’s loud, he’s loud. “Are you really going to take your life for all these people? I’m sorry.

I think he’s got a little more bullshit today.

He really did it when he killed me 50 years ago.

I took out shit with one hand: “Don’t say I’m not that great for anyone.” It’s just that I want to fight you now and then. I’m sorry.

He stood before me and laughed from his nostrils: “Bock the stone.” I’m sorry.

“The eggs will hatch the chicks, and your rock, 500 years later, is just a rock,” I said, “It’s a piece of junk, and I’ll ask again.”

Where’s your silver?

“You don’t need silver for this,” he said, “it sounds very bad.”

Right.

I’m no longer a former immortal.

The air between us was silent for less than half a second, and I moved, and I pulled my sword behind Fu. At that moment I felt that all my blood was boiling, and it was as if I had returned to the north of the Goose, which was not afraid to die, and left everything behind, nothing important, nothing important.

I can only see the people in front of me, then, out of the sword.

But I’m so different from him, the sword hasn’t touched his body, Fu is just lifting my hand, and I’m pushed 10 meters by invisible force.

That shouldn’t be.

I’m supposed to be the one who gets punched straight out of here.

I’m a little angry and I don’t think Fu Seon respects my opponent. He’s humiliating me, me and him.

I want to lift my feet and continue with the next attack, but I find myself unable to lift my feet.

♪ I can’t ♪ Fuck.

I’m trapped.

You can’t kill a normal person.

“Fu Sheng, ” I’m so mad at my eyes, “You fucking untie me! I’m sorry.

He doesn’t talk to me. He’s trying to shield me. I saw Fu go down to the ground and walk past the master in a coma, and he bends over and strangles the man in the neck.

I know that Fu Shih doesn’t even need the strength to break his neck.

“Fu Sheng, you know he’s a man of the tide.” I didn’t think for a moment why Fu Sheng killed these people, “You killed them, and smoke will never forgive you.” I’m sorry.

He finally looked at me.

He looked at me funny. I’m sorry.

His fingerbone seemed to be working hard, and the head of the coma was struggling in his hand. Fu Sheng went on to say, “Do you really think I like the smoke? I’m sorry.

I feel that Fu Shen is not normal right now.

The kind with the brain.

“Or else?” I ask.

He said two words: “Fine.” I’m sorry.

When his hands were loose, his struggling master slipped to the ground, and he coughed heavily around his neck.

“I’ve made up my mind,” he said, “It’s true that the people at the top of the tide should burn, all of them.” I’m sorry.

He lifted up his back and the skeletons followed his move, one by one, into the air. And me, I don’t know why Fu Shen brought me to the sky too.

People down there don’t know what Fu Sheng and I were talking about and didn’t hear what Fu Sheng just said. And they thought that the no-thrower was finally leaving, and that there was a laughter, but the next moment they could not laugh, because fire came out of the air silently.

There are desperate and repressed cries in the crowd.

The same was true of the year when I was on the wave of slaughter, and I stood above and looked down at the tragedy, when I was completely mad and I was crying with grief, and I laughed with excitement, with only one thought in my head.

Everyone on the tide is going to bury my father.

How many innocent people have I ever thought about?

I didn’t even see her, and she died in my fire.

I can’t stand to watch this tragedy happen again.

Maybe I can try to break Fu-sun’s curse and use the “blood sacrifice” I used to do.

As a name, I need to sacrifice my own blood to gain stronger power over time.

I bit off my tongue, of course it’s not enough, but it makes my hand move. And We held the black geese and thrust them into my belly.

I’m very skilled, and my abdomen can provide me with a lot of blood.

But the sword stopped. Not me, Fu Sheng, he didn’t know when to move to me and then he held my blade with his hand.

Blood flows down the black geese, but not mine.

I feel weirdly tight.

Fu Sheng is perfectly capable of stopping my sword, but he’s walking away and stopping the geese with his hands. He doesn’t even have a steady breath.

He saved me again and again.

Leave me alone again and again.

I look at him with some sarcasm, “You’re not feeling guilty about killing me 50 years ago.” I’m sorry.

I laughed and I continued, “Come on, I feel sick. I’m sorry.

And suddenly the sky shall fall, and clouds of black clouds shall be pressed upon top of their heads, as if they were to fall at any time. And We heard thunder, and with it were the weeping of those around, and the screams of the mist, and there was a spark in the strange silence between Us and Fu.

And he smiled, and the thunder went out, and the laughter went up, and the last thunder blew up in my ear, and he didn’t laugh.

The shadow between Fu’s sanctuaries has become red, and his dark eyes have become gruesome, as if he was about to suck people in.

And he bowed, and touched my face with that hand full of blood, and snouted at my neck.

I have never seen such intoxication and greed on Fu’s face.

“Was it disgusting? He murmurs, “What would you think if I did something more disgusting?” I’m sorry.

And his hand, which touched my face, seized me by the neck, and I had not yet heard it. He had already kissed me hard, and there was blood in my tongue, and then he became more excited, and he continued to deepen and suck, and was near a mad obsession.

I pushed him as hard as I could, and Fong kept it tight.

I want to bite his tongue, or his lips, and he can always hide from me, and then come up again at the next minute.

There’s nothing in my head.

It shouldn’t be.

It’s not supposed to be like this.

A sense of disempowerment that spreads through my limbs can hit me and kill me, but he should not do this to me.

I’m not struggling. I’m just looking at Fu’s face.

Perhaps it was my attitude that changed too fast, and he looked at me, and he was filled with love, and I was probably left with serenity and sarcasm, so that was the relative hope, and his desire slowly faded.

And Fu untied his hand on my neck, and took a few steps back, and my blood was on his lips, and if he were to do nothing, he carried his sleeve.

I saw all the flames down there disappear.

It’s probably the kiss that pleases Fu Sheng. He suddenly doesn’t want to kill anyone.

“Fu Sheng, ” I’m still sarcasming my face, “You know what I just thought? I’m sorry.

He doesn’t speak.

“Fifty years ago, I accidentally kissed you before I died. I’m sorry.

I walked two steps forward, almost standing close to him, and his dim shadows were rededicated once again, but he restrained, and I laughed.

“Fou Sheng, will you feel for me from that moment on? I’m sorry.

He looked up, and he looked up.

I know that’s what I’m talking about. I’m feeling a bit of revenge.

“I didn’t think Fu Sheng, I didn’t think I was the most ridiculous joke in the world, but you were.” You have feelings for me, but you hate me so much. I’m sorry.

“The taste of this contradiction must be difficult. I’m sorry.

I can’t help but laugh and I’m happy to think that Fu is upset.

It’s true that Fu’s face is so heavy, it’s so darker.

My eyes were on his wrinkled eyebrow, and suddenly I asked, “You don’t want me to die?” I’m sorry.

And the black geese that are beneath my feet are moving from behind, and there is nothing at my feet, and they go straight down.

Actually, I can get black geese to catch me at any time.

But Fu Sheng hugged me in a moment, closed his eyes and he couldn’t see the extreme.

And We held him around the neck and whispered in his ear: “What a terrible thought for man. You wanted to kill me before, but now you won’t let me die because of your greed. I’m sorry.

“Fu Shen, leave them alone, I’ll come with you. I’m sorry.

Fow cuddles between my waist, he tightens his hands, he unplugs his strength.

In the end he decided to tighten it, and he held me tight, and he said, “You’ve come to me, do not regret it.” I’m sorry.

Let me think about what I said about Fu Sheng.

And I said, “Ha ha! I was in my head about 50 years ago, and I’m afraid I can’t find anything more to regret. I’m sorry.

It’s been three days since I said that.

Smiling to death, the client expressed regret.

Fu Sheng took me back to this house where the birds didn’t shit, why the birds didn’t shit because there were no birds here. Don’t say birds, there’s not even a grass in ten miles. I don’t know how Fu Shen spent a year here. I’ve been here three days.

Save the child, Fu Shen!

I say I’m not a good body, I have to eat, and Fu disappeared for less than a minute, and there’s nothing to eat.

The stolen stuff is delicious.

Don’t steal it again.

I’m happy to eat. Woodman took my plate. I said, “What are you trying to do with me? I’m sorry.

Fu used his thumb to wipe the rice that I stuck to my mouth, and he seemed addicted to touching me and touching my lips, and his eyes were locked in my face, and I sensed that his breath was a little messy. I know he’s been depraved, but he doesn’t care.

“Yeah, you can’t go anywhere but me.” I’m sorry.

And since We came with him, the red of his forehead has not faded, which means that he is even more insane.

I started to unbutton, “Come on. I’m sorry.

I can actually sleep with Fu.

And I pretended to be very experienced: “Don’t worry, I’ve had so many beautiful men in the past, and today will make you comfortable.” After all, I came here to do it. I’m sorry.

Bullshit who wouldn’t.

I, 70 years old virgins, like to brag.

Fu Min’s eyebrow beats and seems to have a rib next to it. He held down my hand as it was unbuttoning, and his eyes were sarcastic: “I am not as hungry as you are, north of geese.” I’m sorry.

You pretended to be NM.

And I put my face over him, and while he was holding it, I reached out and scratched his throat. Fu Sheng was so rigid that he grabbed my hand and let it go like a shock. His eyes were closed and his breath softly, and then he looked at me with that ironic look.

“I have heard that the man of the devil is a man of love, but he can’t. I’m sorry.

Huh?

And this hat was buttoned, and I laughed, “Don’t forget, you’re a monster now. I can’t leave a man, but you can’t leave me. I can change a man, but it’s like I’m feeling something for you. I’m sorry.

And We pointed to him with the red eyebrow, “Isn’t my color not my color?” I’m sorry.

We were staring at each other.

He finally fell on the door.

I watched with mercy the shadow of his departure.

I see. Fu Sheng can’t.

I didn’t really understand Fu Sheng when he asked me to come here. I thought he wanted to sleep with me, but he stopped touching me because he couldn’t, and I rarely even saw him, and he usually came to me to feed me.

I started being a waste in this palace.

Fu Sheng sometimes shows up with blood and undispersed murder.

I saw him.

He took a look at me, and his murder was gone. But his tone was still so obnoxious: “Don’t look at me like this, I’m not going to kill the crowd at the top of the tide, but there’s just a lot of them… I’m sorry.

I don’t know why Fu Man hates these people so much when he says the word “damn.”

But the devils kill their hearts more than ordinary magic, and they are happy with the killing.

Fu Sheng is probably the same.

There is no day outside the palace except a cloud of black pressure. But today there’s something weird. There’s another round of red moons in the sky.

I haven’t seen Fu Shen all day. I haven’t eaten all day.

I can’t find him anywhere.

But I found his skulls, which stood straight like soldiers in a detours, more than I had seen before.

“Have you seen Fu Sheng? I’m sorry.

But not a skull to me.

They are the evil spirits, and they are honoured only by the presence of the Lord.

I always thought they were watching something, but maybe Fu Sheng ordered them not to attack me. And I went over one skull after another and went to the bottom.

There’s a border.

I touched it with my hand, the border blocked me, and I split it with a black geese.

I was just thinking, it doesn’t matter what Fu Shen did.

So I just said to the border, “Fu Sheng, come out early and don’t starve me.” I’ll go. I’m sorry.

I just wanted to go, but the border was open, and it was a door.

I pushed the door in and closed it. And I’m gonna have to react in time, and I’m going to get the black geese, but I’m going to move, and the man’s hand comes over my hand, and I’m going to put my fingers together.

I smell Fu Sheng.

He’s like a kid who can’t find a way. I’m sorry.

He’s suddenly excited.

“Hey, Fu Sheng,” I pushed him with another hand.

He held me tighter.

Don’t be afraid. I’ll kill them all. Don’t be afraid, Abe. I’m sorry.

What?

What are you talking about?

I tried to push him again, but I didn’t reach out, and suddenly he looked up and I looked in his eyes. The light appeared in his eyes, and I have never seen it in the eyes of Fudd’s eyes since I was raised up.

Fu is looking at me with such a delicate atmosphere, because Fu is looking at me with an almost profound look.

“I really, really miss you. I’m sorry.

He would have his head near me, and I thought it was a kiss, and I closed my eyes.

Not really.

Fu Sheng’s forehead was on my forehead, and his red shadow went into my head.

I saw Fu Sheng’s memory.

(Fu Man perspective)

I thought I was dead.

And my parents died with them, and my body was bruised, and my chest was pierced with a blood hole, and I fell into the lake. I thought I should be dead.

But I didn’t. When I woke up, I was picked up by a family in the Mountain.

My wounds have disappeared, and even the deadly blood hole is like an illusion.

I lived in this house. They are poor and have only a meal of meat in a few days, and for some reason they are happy every day.

It was a difficult time for me to lose my parents, my home is gone, I can’t stand to hang, painful memories will flow to me like a tide, I can’t sleep, some nightmares I can’t bear.

But one day I fell asleep.

Another day when my parents died, it was a desperate day for me.

I woke up in cold sweat and sat on my bed for half a day, and then I found myself wet.

What a shame.

I’m six years old.

Not to mention there’s someone else.

The girl who doesn’t like me.

She’ll laugh at me. I can’t help but think.

But instead of laughing at me, she had to fight to wash my sheets. She said we were family.

Family

I thought I would never have family again.

I started to get used to this family, the poor, weird old man, two kids with big twins, a kid who’s been arguing all day.

And she, the girl who didn’t like me.

She’s fine, warm and active, like a little sun.

I’m the oldest kid in the family, and I’ll take care of it and make everyone happy. It’s my birthday wish every year.

But I lost my second home.

I knew that the blood of the sword was in this house, and that my secret had already been seen by Uncle Goose, who knew that I was the only one in the world.

It’s like North Goose became the only blood of the sword.

Little sun, knocked down.

She was sick for a month.

I went to the port before dawn to pick up the cargo until late night. She had the money to cure her illness, and she was finally well, but my back had three lashes on my back forever because of a mistake in moving the goods. I didn’t tell her that even if she saw it one day, I would just say it was an accident.

We’ve decided to go to the cuisine and we’ve got blood on our backs.

Her roommate was a weird girl, I couldn’t see him. But she was happy when Hobe was with this girl named Yokoshi, and that was enough.

I just don’t know why she likes to come around and say strange things and call me “Fou Sheng” and I frown whenever she calls me brother because she’s a friend of Abei, and if she calls me a brother, she’s my sister.

No, I’ve never used Abigail as my sister.

Not a sister. What is it?

I don’t know. There’s only two words in my head.

Family

What kind of family?

I don’t know.

But she’s a friend of Abe’s and I shouldn’t be impatient with her. She’s nice to him and I’m nice to her.

When I was 10 years old and 12 years old, I refined the swords of the sun and the sword, and I named my sword silver, and she named it black geese, which have raised us so much that I have seen our long-term future and our future.

But Hobe left.

She said, “When the Spirit is exhausted and raised slowly, she’s going to do it.”

I haven’t felt that out of control for a long time, and my voice is shaking and I say, “You’re crazy? Do you know what it’s going to be? I’m sorry.

She laughed: “I know. I’m sorry.

The pain of a thousand strokes, the pain of screeching the bones, the pain of life and death is only a thread, and she downplays — I know.

I know her too well.

She had to go because of one reason she didn’t want to tell me.

As if I had known her, she would not have let go of me and the smoke, even if she had done so. She had always been in love.

If one day she is made into magic, and someone is using me as a threat, she will not be able to stand by and hear of the evil spirit, or else the possibility of failure will be too high, and if she does not cut us apart, I will cut it off.

And We pretended to have a terrible pain in her work.

We said, “If you decide this day to destroy yourself in the wrong way, from now on we shall not know except one another, and when we meet in war, I will not show mercy to you.” I’m sorry.

I want to tell her.

— You don’t have to give me any mercy when you meet me in the war.

She laughed again: “Okay. I’m sorry.

And at that moment we turned, and my heart was full of ashes, and some things were pouring forth along them.

My heart is empty.

My last family, too.

But she’s still alive. I want her alive. I’m going to be taller and stronger enough to sit in this cuisine world, so that I can protect her in the future.

Rain fell on me cold.

I think I have to keep her alive.

(Fu Man perspective)

Knowing that Abei was immortal two years later, she became famous for killing the whole tide, and I always heard her name spoken.

As I recall when I was a child, it seemed to me that my parents had mentioned that the blood of the sword had been fertilized and that the heart was still alive. There seems to be a saying after them, but I can’t remember for too long.

And We snuck out the wine of Abei buried under the Mount of Qing, and the last two balms, after which I remained awake all night.

The moon was round, and I looked at it, and suddenly I smiled.

I haven’t laughed in a long time.

But I was so happy that the heart was still alive.

I can’t smile when a wind blows. It’s cold, especially on my face, like ice.

The little girl in my heart, who did not know how hard it was to be like this.

Under the moon, I drank secretly.

And cry secretly.

She’s famous for her reputation as a notorious demon, and I keep following her news, and someone will mention me, saying that you’re not a friend to Goose North? Is there a way to kill her?

I’ll always have a obnoxious attitude: “I want to kill her more than anyone. I’m sorry.

Yes, everyone knows I hate magic, and I’ve been dying in my sword for years.

But that’s Goose North.

I can’t possibly hate her.

I heard there was no movement after the first time she was in the tide, and I knew it was coming back, and maybe it was in the tide that killed Uncle Goose’s family.

I can guess why Hoi didn’t tell me.

Now that she’s got her revenge, she probably doesn’t want to be a demon anymore, so there’s no movement at all to keep a watch on her reputation.

I know what Hoi wants to do.

She had a wish since she was a child to open a tavern in an alley, not far from her house, where her garden was sown with wine-making flowers, and, preferably, some old trees under which her wine would be buried and her father would drink.

It was only later that the family changed and she never mentioned it again.

Because the opening of a tavern does not kill all those who killed her family.

But I always remember that when she said it, she had stars in her eyes.

She’s going to leave everything now, so I’ll go.

I’ve got an idea in my heart.

I’ll leave everything and go find her.

She’s no longer a devil’s geese, I’m no longer a cactus, we’re the most ordinary family in the world.

I’ve been taking stock of the luggage I’m taking with me, and one day I’ve met Eijiang, who is my senior and who is the best at making entanglements, and who can’t even walk out of his entourage with countless magic repairs.

He used to give me more attention, so he asked me to help, and I should.

And I delivered him a thing, a stone, and he said he would bring it to Yun Yonzong’s master.

I’m halfway through the sword, and I’ve been rushed down.

She said that a number of gates were working together to defeat Abei.

I asked them, “They don’t know where the nest is north of the geese, how to fight.”

The smoke has been crying.

She said she came to save you because he thought you were being punished.

I’ve been shaking my mouth, and I’ve had a hard time spitting out four words.

But I’m too clear in my heart. How is that impossible? Isn’t he just like you?

I followed the smoke all the way.

I just need to get Abei to look away. She knows I’m okay and she’ll understand that this is all a conspiracy.

As soon as I went, I saw someone attacking Abei, who was about to stab his sword in the back, and I knew that it would not have much effect on Abei, who was already alive, but it was a sword, and it would hurt when he stabbed himself.

I couldn’t even think, my hands had reacted.

My silver stings to that man.

But this man was very good, and he had drawn a distance before my sword had arrived, reaching his hand out of my sword.

He looked at me, apparently for a while.

Probably didn’t think the student who stayed at Green Mountain would be on the north side of the Goose.

He’s strong, and after I’ve fought him ten times, that’s what I’ve come up with, and I can’t keep him alive, or else it’ll be a very difficult presence for Abhi.

We set him up to make a mistake, but somehow his sword came to my left ear, but it did not wave it; it was only a light rubbing of my side, leaving a small mouth.

He didn’t jump my trap, but he’s still wrong.

I seized the opportunity to put silver in his chest.

For a moment, I felt the stone I sent, and then I saw the face of Abei.

Her mouth was bleeding, but she was laughing.

The next minute she fell out of the air and went straight down.

And suddenly in my mind came a word that I heard from my father as a child, and that I forgot.

“The sword cannot be repaired, but the sword can kill it. I’m sorry.

Well, well, I’ve left her a trail since I was 18.

I went after him in a bad way.

(Fu Man perspective)

The two swords of the Sun and the Sun have been dubbed two ways of rejuvenation, not only because of the natural advantage of the blood, but also because they hide a powerful power.

I didn’t know until I was 18.

I really died once, on the day that Morse destroyed my house.

But I survived.

Because of my father, the heir to the sword. He spread his sword into my body before he died, and my flesh and blood survived again.

Today, I have scattered the weapons that have been with me for many years, not to mention the sword, but even if it is my life, I will save Abe.

But she’s dead.

And We saved her, and the future was full of joy, and she was in the middle of the cycle, and she walked in vain.

I have received more attention than they have.

“Blessed, well-bred and light, and entrusted with the future of the sanctuaries. I’m sorry.

Wait a few words to follow me around.

Whenever I hear it, I want to laugh, and no one can see that every inch of my skin is black, and ink-like blood reaches my heart unremittingly. That is to feed the evil thoughts of my heart.

Let me see how many people are involved in this project.

Riverside, the smoke, the sky, the clouds… too much, and no one escapes.

Right.

And the magic.

They were also part of it, because Abe was prepared to leave the way of magic, but they feared that if he went to a certain power he would harm their interests, so together, the Uniting Guides had killed him.

It’s so funny to have one man killed, and it’s a two-way street.

It turns out only me and Hoi were in the drums.

We were abandoned by everyone.

It’s okay.

I don’t care.

If so, let me abandon everyone.

I’m going to kill her first, and Abe would love to see her, and I’m going to send her down, and he can’t die in vain.

But before I did, the smoke was dead.

I can’t wait to hear the rumor that Hobe is back to life, and I think that, since the power of the sword is that of the dead, can it be that of the sword?

But I know not.

If Hoi is alive, I’ll be the first to kill him.

And I have decided that the next target is the river, my respected brother, who is now the glamour of the spring. But I know that he has rotted from his roots, and that ordinary illusions cannot affect me at all. The stone is made of pure spirited female life-skilling, and creates illusions by provoking the most soft part of the human heart.

Kill him, of course.

And when We entered the land of the river, We did not see a man, and when we came to the front of the gate, We saw on the tree of the gate, a piece of body. Someone killed him again.

I should’ve left the scene. If someone saw me, I’d be involved.

But my legs seem to be set here.

That’s how the head of the tide died, the same way.

I whispered, “Is that you?” I’m sorry.

No response.

Only the wind blows the body, and the blood of the blizzard goes down.

I waited so hard, I didn’t dare go, I was afraid Hoi was really here. I left. She didn’t come to me.

Until the sword comes, it is the Lord of Yun Yonzong, the bearded master.

He’ll be my target in the future, but I feel like I’m stuck in something. I want to kill something, like people.

I killed him now? He doesn’t know what I hide under my skin, and I can get out of it.

I’m so excited to get out of my bones.

I’m thinking…

Kill something.

But the Wang To wind came down, and it was just a sigh, “You…”

He doesn’t know what to say. He hasn’t been able to say a word for days, but he’s been sighing.

In the end, he threw a sword at me, a black sword in the night, and I caught him and his hands shivered. I knew it was a black geese, the black geese of Abei.

I also fainted because of the force that killed him on that day, and it was three days since I woke up, and I had a deep grudge in my heart, pretending to hide my hatred and not to care.

Wang To Feng will give me this sword, and I’m sure he knows what I care about Abe.

I asked, “Criteria?”

He was still groaning with his beard: “Aging knows you were designed in the last fight, and so was old.” I’m sorry.

“Aging doesn’t look at them like this, so they’re not going to stay here in the cuisine. For too long, the mountains were left to crush the clouds, and the old were afraid that they would be in a state of chaos. I’m sorry.

“So old men would ask you to be master of this cloud.” I’m sorry.

I frown.

Wang To Feng also saw the body of a giant tree before me, and he would not have thought it was me. But even so, he would have asked me to go to Yunzhong.

But now that I have no wings, I really need one party to be my umbrella.

Then, when We have wiped out the way in the right way, We will walk the other way, then We will kill them all in the right way.

Before that, I had only one question: “Why me?” I’m sorry.

He said, “Did I not continue to believe that old men, who believed in the certainty of victory, found my faith more offensive than evil more recently?” Shin-jun, you’ll find out later. I’m sorry.

Shinzheng?

I’m laughing inside.

I was no longer a good man, and on the day I woke up from the nightmare of killing Abei, I lost my sword, and I reworked the forbidden law to avenge it.

Of course, I won’t tell Wang To Feng.

I need the umbrella.

And fifty years have passed between the fingertips, and all the forces of the way have been smote with me. And I can feel that I am nearer to the desolation, and on the day of my depravedness I will be in this mess of the fairy.

I’ve been thinking about Abei for 50 years. Think about it, think about something.

He’s my family.

But I never treated her like a sister.

What’s that?

One day, a man was married and made a red dress. I watched it in the sky for a long time, and the devil went to the bar. I don’t know what’s in my head.

I suddenly felt like I would go crazy if one day I was to see Abe marry as a bystander like my family. Thinking about it, my mind is filled with murder.

She’s mine.

I want to be family with her.

But I’m going to think that if Hoi knew what I was thinking, it would be disgusting. The man who grew up with her has always wanted her. But Hoi died and she never knew how much I loved her.

Good thing she never knew.

In these 50 years, I can’t help but wonder if the smoke and the river have died in Abei’s hands.

It’s the only way I can add a little bit of sweetness to this bitter day.

My greatest pleasure in the day is to ask people like Abe.

Is that you?

Those people looked at me with their faces.

Also at the door of Yun Yonzong that day, when I was passing through the gate, the young girl with the plume was able to fight back and forth with an experienced monk, who was quick and tough.

It’s like Abei.

And I went to her and said, “Is that you?” I’m sorry.

She looks at me like she’s the enemy.

(Fu Man perspective)

It’s Goose North. When the black geese in the waist swayed because she used the “blood prison”, I found out that Wang Tofeng’s so-called granddaughter was Abei, and she came back.

My breath is about to hold.

There’s so much emotional interwoven in the brain that it’s tightening. By the time I came back, I had arrived at her place.

She was bleeding, even her eyes were bleeding, and she stood up. She’s facing death.

Goose North is a man who will never be weak.

I tighten all my emotions out of nowhere.

I held Hoi and cried silently.

OKAY… OKAY this time, I GOT HER.

I watched Abigail for five days and five nights, and she finally woke up.

I’ve made up my mind in the last five days, but when I saw her so alive by my side, I couldn’t help but shouted “Abei.” I thought I was dreaming.

“O Lord of Heaven… oh, excuse me, but now it’s Lord of God. I’m sorry.

“You’re not leaving me here to catch up. I’m sorry.

She fell in my ear with a little sarcasm.

My dreams are broken into reality. She hates my Abei.

I felt like I laughed.

“You’re so weak that you can’t find the point of killing you.” I said, “Every word is stuck to my heart.”

“If I were you, I’d be dead and alive, and I’d be gone. I’m sorry.

“You think you’re still the geese of the past? I’m sorry.

“The losers. I’m sorry.

He’s gone. She actually cried at me when she left.

It’s the first time I’ve seen Abei cry since that year.

And this year I kept thinking of the tears that she had fallen, as if they had fallen on my heart, and there remained a sign of fire forever. I was tormented by her tears, but it was good that she had gone far away from the pagans, and I could let myself go mad.

Sometimes I can’t help but find her.

I want to tell her everything.

But every time I think about it, the tears go into my head and torture me.

No, I can’t let Hoi know.

I have experienced the feeling that everyone is standing against me, and they deceive me, betray me, and use me. As if I were the only one left in the world, it was too heavy to see the end of the loneliness in every part of the body. I hate them, really tired.

If you want to make him feel the same way.

Let’s just make her hate me.

Sooner or later, I’ll kill all the people who killed her. She doesn’t need to know.

I’ll send Hoi to a world where no one can hurt her anymore.

Fu Shen’s memory stopped and I woke up.

Because Fu passed out.

I touched his frowned eyebrow, and in order not to argue with him, I tried so hard to control the tremors of his fingers.

How much pain does it take to make a person frown even unconscious?

I’ll back him up.

He’s been carrying me since I was a kid. It’s the first time I’ve carried him for years.

He whispered unwittingly in my ear: “Abei…”

I can’t stop my tears and I fall.

And I walked him through the skulls, and every evil spirit fell on his knees one by one, and the bones sounded “ga-la-la-la-la-la.” I looked at them in tears and I made a “shh” move with one hand.

Apparently, they don’t know how to be polite. Still, I’m “ga-ga-ga.”

I sunk Fu to the top and walked faster.

It’s still dark and cloudy outside.

The ground was white sand, and I stepped on it, and I left footprints deeper than usual.

The footprints of Midian.

Fu Shen shouldn’t belong here, I think.

Nor should he be a demon, nor should he be suffering, nor should he despair, nor should he break down, nor should he push me far away and endure it alone.

Sooner or later, I’ll take Fu. He deserves all the best in the world.

I carried him back into my house, but I didn’t know where there was a bed in this palace.

And I sat beside him on a stool, and when he was in the middle of the night, suddenly his soul was in disarray, and We held his hand, and We suppressed it with a few of Our powers, thought it to be a rock, but it was not for me that, as soon as I entered his body, he fell down.

I suddenly hit his mind.

As if he were electrocuted and as if he felt so numb, he was so gentlely wrapped up in me like water.

I don’t know how long it will take for each other to return.

It’s no wonder both fairies and Mordecai are interested in double-repair.

I kind of knew it.

Feel the power inside me. It’s tired, but it’s comfortable. I can’t get my eyes up.

Nightless, good sleep.

And when he woke up, he found himself lying on my comforting pebbles, covered with thin covers, but he was awake. He’s sitting by his bedside, and he looks so clear.

We’re not talking.

I saw a moment of confusion and blame in his eyes, but, in order not to let me discover the signs, I calmed down. He does not know that I have seen his memory and that my mouth is sarcastic and skilled: “It is true that I am experienced.” I’m sorry.

I lifted the covers and jumped at him.

And…

Reach out and untie his shirt.

Fu stood up, but I moved faster, I held his hand around his neck, and his legs were in his waist.

“Let go,” he starts red from the tip of his ear.

I’m not, like, slinging his foot, and I untie his belt. I’ve said before that I’m strong, and the soft, soft fingers are so light and his upper half of his clothes are torn straight by me.

I let go of my hand and fell on the bed. And he stood before Us with love in his eyes, but he held his fist tight and endured hard.

“The Goose North!” I’m sorry.

Hmm.

All I hear in your memory is “Abei.”

And I jumped out of the bed and walked behind him a few steps, and saw that the three lashes left light marks between Fu’s luminous spine.

What is this? * I’m just saying that I feel like I’ve left a million pieces of rock in my heart *

He said, ‘It is inevitable that there will be a time when someone will be injured.’ I’m sorry.

“You’ve been made into a fairy body, how can this whip mark not heal, and there are traces of it?” I forced him to ask him, “Fu Sheng, this is the wound you left before you trimmed it, right? I’m sorry.

He did not deny: yes, I was wounded before I came to your house. I’m sorry.

“You’re still lying to me? My father examined you when he picked you up. You didn’t have a wound. I’m sorry.

He wrinkled his head and pretended to be impatient: “What are you saying? I’m sorry.

I barely made an ugly laugh: “That year you shipped the goods to the port to cure me, and you threw them to the ground because you didn’t eat all day, and you got three lashes and three lashes with flesh. You never told me, even thought I’d find out one day by accident. I’m sorry.

“Just like now. I’m sorry.

My voice suddenly choked: “Fu Shen, I know.” I’m sorry.

Fu turned around and looked at me.

He said, “So what?” I don’t know how many years ago.

I reached out and held him around his waist.

He’s all tight and he’s not rigid.

And I whispered, “I mean, I know everything that happened before. I’m sorry.

He said to himself, “All things?” I’m sorry.

“Yeah, so, Fu Sheng, don’t take this anymore. I’ll stay with you. I’m sorry.

Silence has been long.

“You see my memory?” I’m sorry.

♪ I can’t ♪ How does that sound like he’s a sad victim?

“I was forced,” I swear, “You have to show me. I’m sorry.

He looked at me with his head on his face, and he took it seriously: “How can it be?” I’m sorry.

What’s wrong with him?

I’m in a hurry.

“You! I’m hungry to find you, and you’re holding yourself in the middle of a limbo and holding me tight. I look stupid, “I point to my red eye, “Look, it’s all your memory! I’m sorry.

“Sorry. I’m sorry.

“Don’t be sorry! Fu Sheng, you have nothing to be sorry for me. I’m sorry.

He took away his eyes and said, “So you know…”

“Hmm? I’m sorry.

It took him a long time to get down and say, “You know I’ve always liked you.” I’m sorry.

“Oh, is there? “I was so fluent in the land, Fu Sheng looked so round, my lips were open and tight, and I couldn’t talk.

I was laughing.

It was only when I played him, that he called me like a child: “Abei.” I’m sorry.

I buried my head in his chest and I still smiled, and my mouth didn’t close.

“I thought you’d mind. @Ambassah: #Fu’s name is #Fu’s name.

“Do you mind what? I’m sorry.

“I like you. I’m sorry.

I pretended I didn’t hear you. I’m sorry.

“I like you,” he repeats.

“What? I’m sorry.

He’s no longer in charge of “Abei.” I’m sorry.

I wanted to hear him say a few more times, and I looked up, and I held his hand between his waist up, and I hit him in the face, and I held him up to me.

The shadow of his eyes fell upon only one of me.

“I’m so happy, Fu Sheng. I was so happy when I knew you liked me too. I’m sorry.

I saw his eyes glitter with light, and his throat was invisible, floating for a moment, and then returned to its place.

I’ve been in my heart for years, and I finally told him today.

And I thought he hated me, and I wanted to hide it for the rest of my life.

The first thought I had was not curiosity, I knew it.

Since when?

When I lost my family, I couldn’t even walk. I thought I was dying, but every time I opened my eyes, I could see his shoulder step by step behind me, I thought, anyway, I had to live.

When I was a little boy, everything would be in front of me, and it would be hard not to move.

That move is a year-long commitment.

Is it true that I love you 50 years ago?

I don’t know what’s going on.

I can’t even hate him.

Well, well, it’s not my choice.

“Fu Man, I’ve been thinking about you for a long time. I’m sorry.

I asked him, “So can I kiss you?” I’m sorry.

I fell asleep for a long time, and I woke up in Fu Sheng’s arms the next day.

He did not know how long he had woken up, but he was staring at me, and our eyes touched one another, and I bit my teeth: “You are so unkind, Fum. I’m sorry.

The hand of Fu Sheng held tight on my waist: “Abei, you say…”

I covered my ears: “I don’t care, you are.” I’m sorry.

And his lips went up, unstoppable: “Well, it’s all me. I’m sorry.

I said, “So honest? I’m sorry.

Fou smiled: “I want to have another time because of Abe. I’m sorry.

No, you don’t.

I reached out to cover his mouth, and I didn’t listen to him. But Fu looked at me with his smiley eyes, and he even touched my ear, whether it was my ear or his finger, and it was hot.

And I drowned.

These days after we’ve been together, it’s like we’re gonna have to make up for all the time we’ve been separated.

We don’t talk about the past, we don’t talk about the depressed, we just have fun.

He took me to a lot of places, we fought in the snow mountains, we fought with no magic, we fought with our hands; we went to the sea, we went to the dark cloud, and there was rain, and Fu flew for me with a sword, and I saw the sun. I heard that the world’s largest stars can be seen on the cliffs, and we went there to look at them like we were kids.

“For 50 years I’ve been wondering where I’d go with you if you were still alive. I’m sorry.

I’m counting the stars in front of me.

For 50 years, Fu Shen was alone.

He wanted revenge on the two tracks of the true devil, which he had designed to kill, none of whom was credible.

This feeling of depression and madness, and the strength of one man against the whole sanctuaries, I’m sure he won’t tell me, like the three whip marks left on him that year, even if I ask him.

He wants me to go to the day I want to live.

Instead of being raised in this pile.

But Fu Shen doesn’t know I want to live without him.

“Hey, Fu Sheng,” I was lying in the grass, and I called out to him, “Let’s go back to the tavern, I’ve made a lot of yellow wine, and I haven’t been able to sell it yet. I’m sorry.

All right, Fowler.

“I mean, we’ll go back now and my tavern will open again tomorrow night. I’m sorry.

And he murmured for a moment: “I will take you first, and I will come to you after this month. I’m sorry.

It’s not coming in.

I get it, too. He wants to send the doors this month.

“Fou Sheng, don’t take revenge,” I said, “You see, I’m not alive. I’m sorry.

Fu looked at me in silence, and he looked at me with a few deep stubbles, and he sat up and said, “But Hoi, I haven’t forgotten how you died for 50 years. I’m sorry.

I tried to convince him.

I know there are ways to go.

Fu Sheng, this is not the way he should go.

Fu Sheng just said, “Abei, you don’t care, but I can’t help but think that when you died 50 years ago, everyone was clapping, and I thought, “These good people should die.” I’m sorry.

I was just about to say something, but suddenly I fell asleep like I did.

In front of him, he was surprised.

Not Fu Shen.

Who was that… with me sleeping?

I heard an old man’s voice.

It’s Wang To Feng.

He’s having a conversation with Fu.

And Fu asked, “What are the conditions?”

Wang To Road: “Damage of the Quixin, old and old will awaken the geese north.” I’m sorry.

Wow, that’s exciting. Is this the Wang Tomo who used to say to me “The Magic Road”?

Just listen to Fu hum, “I didn’t have to say it was my intention. I’m sorry.

Wang To wind heard and smiled: “Fu Sheng, don’t think that if the geese had stayed north, you would have wavered. If they had not cast a curse today, perhaps you would have gone north with the geese to the invisibility world, not to ask about the Quaqun. I’m sorry.

What?

Is Fu Sheng so unsure?

Tears, I must say my charms are great.

Wang To Feng went on to say, “But Old Man also knows that for 50 years you have really wanted to destroy this fairy world. Now that the geese are asleep, don’t you think it’s for this moment? When the geese wake up, you can push them to old age. I’m sorry.

It’s planned, it’s planned.

I used to think the old man was boring. I didn’t know he was so smart and smart.

Fou’s a little groaning, but he thinks it works. He hated the whole fairy world.

But he didn’t want to be Wang Toshi, but he asked, “I meant to be, but the two sides had to be honest. Wang Toyu, 50 years ago, did you kill the more powerful and the better?” I’m sorry.

It seems like he’s excited to mention it. “The old man cut his flesh and blood, until the last drop of blood drains, he’s awake in pain, but how is it possible that the old man has been begging for his life? I’m sorry.

“As for her, old man tried to kill her, but she died too early. What, you didn’t kill her? I’m sorry.

Look at this question.

But he was also confused: “I hate them because of Abe, Wang Tone, and for what?” I’m sorry.

Ask the key.

I want to know too.

Wang To Fung smiled again, and his dry voice was full of old and indestructible.

He said to himself, “For what?” He said to himself, “Fu Sheng, indeed old age hates you, and the phantom was made for you in order to create a hallucinogen, which is forbidden and unserviceable, but in order to kill the north of the geese, it is in favour of all those who are involved in it, and the so-called guidance is to keep one eye closed. I’m sorry.

“Fu Sheng, you know, making a hallucinogen takes the lives of ten pure-spirited women. I’m sorry.

“Of course I do. I’m sorry.

“And among them was a nun whose parents died from childhood, and her only family secretly sent her birth to the world in order to avoid the pursuit of her enemies, and then she entered the mountain and entered the house for less than three years, and lost her life as a result of this absurd thing. I’m sorry.

“Fu Sheng, how can you not hate old man? How can old man not hate? I’m sorry.

“How can an old granddaughter who was famous and whose parents wanted her to live a long life? I’m sorry.

Wang Towind did not know how long these things had been hidden in his heart, and when he said it, every word was filled with terrible hatred.

He’s talking, but he sounds sad.

“The old man wants to end this disgusting world of cuisine with his own hands, and the old man wants to decomposed, Fu Sheng, who, like you, has the power to destroy the well-known decent, and suddenly laughs, “You say that old man is ridiculous, because he saved thousands of lives in a flood 70 years ago, and God has given him a great gift. Ah, old man is a man who has accomplished all his life and can’t decipher evil. I’m sorry.

“It’s okay, it’s better to see you after the old days of killing you.” I’m sorry.

“The old ones brought the clouds to you as cover, and they were waiting for you every day after that. It’s only been 50 years, and you haven’t broken the threshold. Then he saw her when he did not know that she was the geese’ north. I’m sorry.

“O old man, like a woman north of the geese, if you see them, you will remember how you designed them to kill the geese north.” So the old man sent her to you, and now it looks like you should thank the old man. I’m sorry.

“Fu Sheng, ruining the Shinigami, no one will ever harm the Goose North.” I’m sorry.

I finally got it.

He’s been counting on me ever since I saw Wang To wind on the day I was alive. I was sure that the sleeping curse had been left behind by Wang. Indeed, he was smart and crafty, and then took heed.

But why am I not asleep now?

Because I was just acting.

The sleeping curse has long been removed.

Yeah, me and him, they’re acting.

I suddenly showed Wang To Fung an opening.

He stood still, and I went on to sit up again, even stretching out for too long.

“I finally get it,” I say, “A woman’s instinct is always so reliable.” I’m sorry.

I’ve had a conversation with Fu Sheng since I read her memories.

“What’s so weird about it?” I was rubbing my head, but I couldn’t say where I came from, “There’s always something wrong. I’m sorry.

Fou extends his hand to rub it for me, and he never forgets what he can’t think of. He just looks at me quietly, without disturbing.

Good time.

“Yes! * I’m so bright * I’m sorry.

“What, if it were me, my heart, my heart, my heart, my heart, my heart, my heart, my heart, my heart, my heart, my heart, my heart, my heart, my heart, my heart, my heart, my heart, my heart, my soul, my heart, my heart, my heart, my heart, my heart, my heart, my heart, my heart, my heart, my heart, my heart, my heart, my heart, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul, my soul If a man does this, it proves that he has no faith and that he has evil thoughts in his heart. I’m sorry.

“But Wang To Feng helped me to come to you for your sake. Fu Sheng, do you think it’s possible? I’m sorry.

The mood in Fu’s eyes is shaking.

And his hands fell in my forehead, and his spirit scoured every part of my body with his fingertips, and I sensed his panic.

Fortunately, only the sleeping curse of Wang To wind left in me was found, and it was hidden and undetectable, and could not have been felt until the spell had been put.

After that moment, Fu held me tight.

“Abei,” he’s rarely weak, “I’m afraid you’re in trouble. I’m sorry.

And I rubbed his head with my hand: “Is it not good?” I’m sorry.

In order to get the truth out of Wang To wind, I also have the power of a sleeping spell, which I can feel immediately and pretend to be.

But the reason for this is not to think that Wang To Feng came from such an end.

“So when did you two find out? Wang To Fung had a bottle of wine, but he was not drunk on his face.

“It doesn’t matter, does it?” I don’t care, “That’s what I found out anyway. I’m sorry.

“Yes,” he laughed, and said, “It’s not easy to kill an old man with the power of the King and the loser, when Efu dwelt on this day, so that he would have been an old man 50 years ago. Come on. I’m sorry.

When Fu was ready to move, he would have killed him when he discovered that Wang To Feng had a sleeping spell on me.

I stopped Fu Shen.

Wang To Feng could have used more harmful spells, but he chose only the sleeping spell.

And I said, “Things of Wang, I will say one thing. I’m sorry.

“Will you stop the moral kidnapping of Fu Sheng because he can devastate and you can’t. Will Fu Sheng have to bear the hatred of destroying you?” I’m sorry.

“To avenge himself, to avenge himself, and to be helped, it would be humiliating to think of it. I’m sorry.

“I don’t care what you do, we’ll leave you alone. I’m sorry.

The phrase is not used by Wang to sit back on the bench.

I pulled Fu and turned around and pulled half a day.

“But you said three words.” I’m sorry.

“What? “I didn’t react. Look back.

When Wang To winded up on a rock stool, when he came to me, my first reaction was that he wanted to kill me in order to force me to sanctify the brutal and bloody side, and then I thought, “No, it’s not like Wang To wind is so different from today’s Fung’s power that he’s sitting next to me.

For a moment, I had a line in my head about Wang Tone.

“A great achievement has been given by the heavens. Ah, the old man’s life is full.” I’m sorry.

A man of excellence.

And We have seen too many ancient books when We were working on them, and We have made them known. And those who are successful are of great benefit to them.

But Fu Sheng moved faster than I did, and when I reacted, his hand had crossed Wang To Feng’s heart.

Wang To wind down laughing.

I can’t imagine who he saw through me.

“The Goose North, ” Wang To coughed, “You’re wrong. I’m sorry.

“If only this could be avenged, whosoever will do it for old men, who will never fear shame.” I’m sorry.

“But you’re still… naive and soft. I’m sorry.

“There was a girl… who was my granddaughter, and she was always like this, and she ended up dead and dead. I’m sorry.

“Alas, I can’t see it with my own eyes.” He was dying, whispering, “It’s time to see her revenge.”

Wang To wind up breathing and dying.

Fu’s body began to change at that moment, and his eyebrow’s shadow became black and spread slowly down along his eyebrow, extending from the eyebrow to the cheeks at the moment, then spreading along the long neck, covering the way, but I saw it stretching to the back of Fu’s hand, with about this ink-like dark mark running around. Fu Sheng’s eyes have become red, as if a beast smelled blood and the whole people were so excited.

“Abei…” He looked at me with the last saneness.

I held his hand, and I was confused.

Wang To Fong is a man of good deeds, and if he kills a man of good deeds, he will be greatly promoted.

Not only power, but also magic, and the death of a man who has done well will give rise to magic.

Demons become bloodthirsty, irritated, angry, feed on human suffering and live on death.

Fu Sheng, will become such a demon.

I kept saying, “It’s okay, Fu Shen, it’s okay. But I can’t find a solution.

Fu Min smiled at me.

“Abei, don’t be afraid. I’m sorry.

“I thought before, what would I do if one day I couldn’t control my own evil thoughts? I’m sorry.

“In this case, I thought about it from the beginning. So, all right.

My heart is heavy, my fears are on the rise, my future is ripe for words and my tears are coming out. At the same time, Fu Shen’s body ignited an industrial fire, which crossed my hand and felt a little burning.

For the Fire is only for those whose hearts are in evil.

I can feel the pain he’s trying to cover up, because he’s talking with one word and one word: “I don’t care how this is done, how many people die. I’m sorry.

“But Hoi, if I become that, I’m sure I can’t stop hurting you. I’m sorry.

“I don’t want anyone to look at you anymore, and if I do, I’ll probably lock you up, just by my side. I’m sorry.

“But I want to respect North. I’m sorry.

“I’ll give Abei a world where nobody can hurt you, including me. I’m sorry.

“The seed of this fire has been buried for a long time, and I thought, one day if I couldn’t control myself, it would burn me to death, and I didn’t think it would happen so soon. I’m sorry.

“When I die, Hobe will absorb my power and become more powerful than ever. I’m sorry.

“Then forget me.”

I looked up, I couldn’t believe it.

When did he start?

I can’t think out. The only thing that comes to mind is that he was prepared to die from the very beginning, and Fu Sheng left me the curse of oblivion long ago.

I suddenly laughed.

Tears followed, and I smiled and cried, and almost couldn’t speak.

He raised his hand slowly, rubbing my face, looking at me like that, in order not to show me the pain he was in, and even laughing at his mouth.

“Sorry, Abei.”

“I shouldn’t have come near you, I should have left you. I’m sorry.

“But I couldn’t bear it. I was too happy to be with you. I’m sorry.

His feet are already stretched out, I’m stuck in my arms, I’m holding him steady, and the fire on Cofuan’s body is burning, and I feel like he’s starting to get less conscious.

“I love you,” he whispered.

Fu’s eyes are lost and he can’t see.

Actually, I don’t want him to find out.

I pick up the black geese in my waist, my sword.

He kept it from me, even to me, but I kept it from Fu Sheng, and I was ready for his death.

This sword, by the way.

If you want to refine it, you have to pay.

The sword of the sun gives people the gift and strength that they were born to, and is far beyond man. Even the life of the dead is only a sword.

The sword can’t be fixed. It’s about to die before it’s fixed. They are also restrained by the sword.

And the sword is like a sword, and has a power against the heavens.

The sword of the sun is raised, but it is changed.

A new life.

Only the price of the sword is not only the sword, but also the life of the sword-bearer.

It’s a lot of chicken ribs, but I feel like I’m lucky to have the ability.

That is how I can sink, a world that has lost both parents to bad luck, a world that has been in exile for years, a world that for 50 years has stood alone and has three lashes that will never be eliminated… In the next life, there is a good life.

“I love you too,” I whispered and wondered if he heard.

I finally let go of my hand, and the black geese melt into countless light spots and sink into Fu.

Then my world fell into darkness.

A moment of white light has passed, and I think I can’t die more, and this place should rest in peace. But there was a noise around me, and it took me half a day to realize that I was reborn.

It’s so familiar and precious that I don’t even remember who it is, but I’m sad that the whole heart is in deep pain.

My father and father, he died the day that he turned his sword into light and attached it to my soul.

He changed my life.

I’m squeezing, whispering.

“A daughter, seven pounds and three pounds, this little red-sniffed-sniffed-sniffed-sniff-sniff-sniff-sniff-sniff-snack-sniff-snack-sniff-snack-snack-snack-sniff-sniff-snack-snack-snack-snacks-snacks.” I wanted to open my eyes, but I couldn’t.

A man took me up and jumped.

“I don’t care whose daughter, or whose hair, is as dark as your mommy,” he rubbed me with a short beard, and I got so tired that I put my hand on his face.

“Ha ha ha ha,” he was happier, “and strong, and will not be easily bullied.” I’m sorry.

I feel that my memory is slowly dissipating.

Before I completely forgot, I heard the man who just hit me with a beard saying, “North, North Goose.” Up north, she’ll keep going up and be a big kid. I’m sorry.

My name is Goose North, the famous entrepreneur Gooses and the eldest daughter of Chiang Mai. I also have two annoying twin-brothers and a noisy little girl who, while they piss me off from time to time, I love them.

Today is the time for me to go to Big A. This year I took the A-Big exam, and my dad set me up for three days and three nights.

I made some of them. I like to make them. My parents are very supportive of my hobby. I’ve got my own brand.

“Sister, I’ve heard there’s a lot of good-looking guys, and you have to work hard, and the geese of the twin brother punched me.

I took a clear look at it: “Small my heart, your handsome brother-in-law will be here soon.” I’m sorry.

Another double-packed geese, Westie, interjected: “Sister, you seem to have understood wrongly. I’m sorry.

My brothers are so smart. I’m one punch each.

Little Sister Goose South-South, “Do you think you’ll get a little love at first sight from a nice, handsome school weed, and then a handsome, powerful schoolboy chases after his wife’s crematorium, and a derelict master of the sea waits for you to be redeemed, and the little dog who has the power of a thief sticks to you every day…”

I blocked her mouth with bread.

She’s been reading fiction all day, and I’m worried.

Until I sat on the stool for the opening of the school, I was thinking about these families.

There’s a girl talking next to me and I’m listening to nothing.

“Did you hear? The Chairman of the Student Council, who will speak later. I’m sorry.

“What have you heard?”

“A man is so handsome, and he’s always at the top, and he’s got so much money in his family. I’m sorry.

“Whoa, man-show.” I’m sorry.

“Yes, then do you think I have any hope, that a man like this usually needs an ordinary woman. I’m sorry.

“Sister, let’s get the book out tonight. I want to see this story. I’m sorry.

“Don’t say books. Just give you the whole reality version of Mary Sue. I’m sorry.

“I look forward to it. I’m sorry.

The opening ceremony was boring, but it was fun to talk to the two girls, but I couldn’t stand up to the leaders on the stand, and they were going to fall asleep, as if the moderator had said, “There’s a representative of the student council down there…” and suddenly I thought of what I had just heard about this guy, and I wanted to look up.

So our eyes fell together in silence.

The alienation in his eyes gradually faded, and slowly emerged a little bit of confusion, which for many days was irrefutablely replaced. I saw the folder in his hand fell on the floor, and the script was scattered, but he went over the script, jumped down the steps, headed straight towards me, and he was in a state of panic.

As he had been before, he did not care about anyone, nor did he care about the surroundings, and he always turned towards me.

Strange. It was the first time I saw him.

Why is the word “same” in my head?

I’m looking at him in my eyes, and I think I’m going to look ridiculous, like a puppet who can’t think, and can’t think of anything but look at him.

He came to me, and I could see it. His lips were shaking.

And he looked at me, and he said, “You are…”

The word “who” has not been said yet, and he says, “Abei.” I’m sorry.

We both are.

Memory slips through my head like a film, and I remember it all at once.

I’m Goose North.

He’s Fu Shen.

We love each other.

I jumped on him, held his hand around his neck, and he held me tight. I can’t believe it. It’s my Fu Min.

“I said, “I whispered in his ear, “How could it not have been for you? I’m sorry.

(Inside the smoke)

“The daughter of the humble servant. I’m sorry.

The name has been branded on her since she was born.

Just like the cowardice, the cowardice and the lowness attached to her.

Something from the bones.

She’s got a good look.

When she was nine years old, her mother kicked her out of the house and said that she was lazy and unkind and for what?

When she left, she slit her head three times, and instead of looking at her, her eyes were red and she refused to cry in front of her.

Why are you leaving?

Because the boss’s first son, the 20-year-old pig, has been looking at her in the eyes lately.

She didn’t even know what that was, but she looked at her face in silence and decided to let her go in two days.

She asked where she was going.

Grandma said it’s all right to be able to protect herself.

So she walked out of the house for the first time with her savings, and it was not until a few years later that she knew that the eldest son had been sexually abusive and corrupt, and that the girls who had died in his room were not under 100.

Fortunately, she not only managed to escape, but also to enter the first gate of the year, where she stayed.

But her face is still in trouble.

She was always taken care of by her welcome brother Ezeki, who became one of the women.

It’s not as bad as being called by my sisters from morning to night, being isolated from the same period of time, and being tripped in the same way, and picking water up on the mountains twice as much, but it’s not so bad.

As the daughter of a subordinate, she has never cared for such grievances, and she can naturally bear them.

So when she stood in front of her and said something, she just listened.

The lead sister said, “Stand out and push her.”

Not enough.

Even to push her, the palm fell on her, probably suffering internal injuries for days.

Her hand was a fist, and she was suddenly relaxed.

In the event of resistance, she must be waiting for further reprisals.

Close your eyes.

So she didn’t see how north of the geese jumped out of the trees next to her, but she felt a bit of wind passing over her cheeks, and the leader’s sister shouted ” Ouch” when she opened her eyes.

How amazing.

The girl in front of her was also wearing the robe of the mountain, which was half shorter than the sister-in-law, but the girl stood there without any retreat or concession, holding a branch of the tree that appeared to have been broken, carrying a leaf in her mouth, and then stinging it like a knife into her land.

“Hush,” she pulls out her ears, “It’s loud.” I’m sorry.

In the middle of the day, the rest of the sunset came in haste and impartiality fell on the shoulders of the girl, even a little thin, but she carried the late evening before the evening.

This scene, it’s been written forever.

Once she was born, she became acquainted with Goose North.

The strangest geese in all the population are born with little power, but full of power. She has no father, no mother, who enters the house from a time when she has been in need, and is able to pay her dues and be bold.

From the first, it became clear that Goose North was the opposite of himself.

She’s never been able to keep her voice down, and she’s stuck in her heart. She always thinks it’ll pass.

But Goose North said: “It is not resistance that will lead to revenge, but smoke will not resist.” I’m sorry.

She hated her own face and believed that all the evils that had occurred so far had resulted from it.

But Goose North told her, “You look good, don’t walk low.” In fact, if you look up, you’ll see you’re a lot better than those who bully you. They’re jealous because they’re good. I’m sorry.

That’s weird.

The longer she stayed, the weaker the cowards that were carved into her bones from childhood began to disintegrate.

It’s like, there’s a light, and it’s all gone.

She didn’t realize what kind of light it was, and she fell from the sword on that day, and her first reaction was to jump down and save people, and she realized that the light was her.

So important.

But the light only shines in the dark.

Then, every time I think of this period, I feel sad. If the Goose North is light, then she is a shadow, and the dark thoughts grow in the shadows, and they become irreversible.

She began to feel unfair at this time. Friendship did not have an absolute equivalent, and she felt unfair.

She’s only north of the geese and north of the geese.

The Goose North and Fu Min-sun have grown up together and have unimaginable experiences. Goose North knows what Fu likes and hates, and so does Fu Sheng, who are the world’s best acquainted with each other.

Even at the age of a lover, who was older than her peers, when she discovered that Goose North and Fu were in love with each other, she was suddenly afraid. What if they were together?

They’ll have secrets, they’ll have topics they can’t talk about, they’ll have more time for them.

What about her?

She will be left behind as a non-important role in their story, which is collectively referred to as a bystander.

On several occasions she woke up from a nightmare in which she returned to being alone.

She lied to the geese before they realized it, saying she liked Fu Sheng.

The face of the Goose North, who had not been able to look back for a long time, remained astonished, but was dimmed in her eyes, and she knew that it was at that moment that the Goose North realized that his feelings had changed. But the funny thing is, that’s what she knows about Goose North, Good Goose North.

Then the geese’ north side only smiled at the end, saying, “Smoke, bless you.” I’m sorry.

She was further away from Fu-sun and Goose North.

With her own lies, she’s always obsessed with Fu Sheng, so they can spend less time together.

The day the Goose North decided to go into evil, it broke with Fu Shen, who knew that she knew, but she didn’t tell anyone, that she was not involved in the Goose North, and that she was not involved in the Goose North.

She’s even happy.

In that case, she was the only one north of the Goose, and their friendship finally had the absolute equivalent.

In the end, it’s going to be irreversible.

Upon the death of the Goose North, the Fung Fu smoke would have remembered that if he had not done so himself, would he have given up his demonization because he was sanctified, or would Fu Sheng be able to leave a snuggle of soberness when the Goose North collapsed and left, leaving the lives of innocent people in the current.

Not if it is.

Some things are like fate.

She never thought she’d hate Goose North. She had thought she would hate anyone, but it did not include Goose North.

It’s ironic.

One day she tried to kill Goose North.

It is even more ironic that the Goose North trusted her when she talked about the fact that the sun sword was a natural Kryptonian sword, which she did not care about, but now she seems to be the only person in the world who knows how to kill Goose North.

She began to fabricate a plan, which had been pursued for many years, and had become part of her plan.

It’s an easy plan, because there’s too many people who want to die.

But she’s also the only one who can fool Goose North and Fu Sheng North.

She wrote to tell the geese north, that Fu was in danger.

He also informed Fu Shen that the geese were surrounded by various gates.

It’s so simple.

The moment Fu took the sword and stabbed it in the heart of the Goose North, it was only those four words in her head — that’s simple.

Until the day after the death of Goose North, she only dared to think of those words.

It’s so simple.

She was unable to sleep for several nights, lying on her bed, and she was dying of breath.

One day she walked on the road and met some of the passers-by women who were excited to discuss it, and the word fell into her ear so gently.

“It’s so simple to kill the giant geese. I’m sorry.

She fell on the ground, and the incomprehensible pain came straight to her, and she was covered in her chest, as if the heart was covered with a sword, without pain.

Strange.

It’s a quiet thought.

She seems like she can’t live.

She went back to her room with a small cupboard next to her bed, filled with letters from her and Goose’s north over the years, beginning with the sincerity of her heart, and then coming back here.

She opened it all up.

“Smoky, how are you? It’s a waste of time, and sometimes I think of your food. It’s nice to have a chance to eat. Well, don’t say you cook. It’s hard for us to meet. But it’s not a big deal. I’ve had a good time. You? Do you miss my wine? Don’t say no! I’m sorry.

“A smoke, when magic is hard to fix, I’m going to throw up, and I’m going to get my brains fixed, hoping I won’t be like them again. I’m sorry.

“You remember that waterfall we went to when I was at the workshop, and I was there two days ago, and I was iced, and I made a board of wood, and I slipped down the ice, which was so exciting. I suggest you go play sometime, remember, use a stronger wood, and don’t ask me why I know. I’m sorry.

“Ha ha, you’re with Fu. Congratulations, and I don’t know if I can come when you’re married. Don’t worry, even if I can’t, I’ll sneak in. I’m sorry.

“It hasn’t been so good lately, but it’s good to have you, otherwise I don’t know who to talk to. I’m sorry.

“Yuck, things are going well, happy birthday. I’m sorry.

After breaking the last letter, she looked into the bare hands and laughed.

What is she doing?

North and North are still waiting for her.

They’re going to eat her cooking together, drink her beverages, they’re going to watch the sword together, they’re going to see the stars, they’re going to slide down the iced waterfall, maybe the planks aren’t so strong, they’re going to fall on a dog and eat shit, but it’s okay, because both of them are going to be in a mess, and they’re going to laugh at each other.

She had no hesitation in choosing to die, because there was no North Goose in the living world.

Before she died, the last image in her mind was that year when she didn’t know what to do with her resistance, the girl was standing in front of her all night with the twilight, so easily she taught her how to live in the world.

From now on, the sun is bright.

I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.