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I followed the silence of many years and ran over the southern wall with blood on my head and blood, which was never discouraged. I looked up to him and I said, “How can you move?”
And he hardened his sword, and his voice was silent.
Until a young girl in yellow appeared, like a spring flower to the winter.
He turned his eyes and smiled for her, embroidered her handkerchiefs with care, and ranted at her.
And on the day when We were married as silently, he was cast into evil for her.
Then he killed 3,000 men from the Mahjong.
The last sword passed through my heart, and it became clear to me that it was not unattractive that the first sword in the true world.
One.
“Bead, run. “The second brother spits out his blood and pushes me forward in the last breath.”
I didn’t stand up, and I went forward, and my head was stinging, and my foot was stuck in a heavy dow dress, and I fell on a rock next to me, and I was in pain and cooled down from my forehead.
When I tried again, the two most noisy brothers of the past were lying on the floor, with blood all over their faces. He used to love it when I called him Big Brother, but he couldn’t hear it.
And I climbed two steps forward, and opened my mouth, and my lips were broken, and I cried, “Change.” ”He’s got blood all over his face and his eyes haven’t closed yet, but he can’t handle my brother.
Many people died in the Mount of the Mahal. On a day of great joy, the Mahals were slaughtered, and their blood was covered in pear flowers, reder than my wedding dress.
I rubbed my face and realized I was full of blood. I didn’t know who it belonged to.
It was too quiet for him to even scream. I kneel down and close my eyes.
I guess I couldn’t escape. No one escapes from a silent sword, even though I am his unmarried wife. Not to mention that I’ve been stagnating because of my sister.
It was supposed to be a wedding place for new people, but now it’s full of corpses, with big eyes open.
The sword came from a distance, as the silent sword passed, killing so many people without a drop of blood. The ink was thin, wearing a new red dress, ooze boots in blood, eyebrows, and a good hand with a sword, and came towards me in one step.
The miracle of the millennia of the restoration of the truth is called the Sword. Our unmarried husband-in-law was so silent that he was possessed on the day of his marriage.
He was possessed for a man who was not mine. It’s my sister-in-law. She heard about my marriage to Shizuku. She ran to the realm of demons and left me to find her. I don’t know what happened to her, but he’s possessed. I was worried he wouldn’t come back when he got married, and he came back on the day of the big wedding with his sword. Now I wish he hadn’t come.
I’ve heard the name of silence since I was a young child in Carp County, saying that he was a rare genius for centuries, and I admired it, and then I became a student of the Mahjongs, and I followed him at first sight, after many years, and I heard that I was always able to seek a good result, and I was able to do it with my heart and hard work. And We thought that as silence entered the heart with a sword, and comforted ourselves, and that his sword was so swift and so strong, it was harder to move than others.
But no.
He’ll laugh at her, he’ll embroidered her, and he’ll stop being an impeccable sword fairy for her.
And for the evil of the evening, he took out 3,000 men on the day of our marriage.
Zhongshan is in chaos, and the sea of the Spirit is gushing.
And We turned my head, and looked at it as silence, and his eyebrow remained firm, and he was not as mad as the rest of the magic, except that the eyebrows had given birth to a fine pattern. Looks just like going back.
My name is his name, his voice is mute, and the wounds on his forehead are bleeding down. I’m sorry.
He didn’t stop, neither his name nor me. As the silent sword flows with cold light, the wind blows down pear flowers and rolls in the blood of mountains.
I stood up and was calm at first, and perhaps my feelings were stagnating after the disaster. I said, “Sorry to have liked you so long. I’m sorry to have begged you so long, but if you don’t want to marry me, why do you have to hire your master?” You said you wanted to marry me. I’m sorry.
I’ve opened my mouth, I’ve been late, I’ve barely reached my waist, and I remember the masters who would set up many tasks for my seniors but secretly watered me, the masters who would snuck sugar for me, and the second brothers who would take me to the back of the hill, and even me and the young rabbits who grew up with him, died under his sword.
I’ve never seen so much blood.
I was squealing, pointing at the innumerable bones of this mountain, and I was angry, saying, “What is this mountain so ashamed of you and what has it done to you and to the lateer?” From the top to the bottom, inside and out, you cut it clean. I’m sorry.
As soon as I had said it, I answered my question in a very simple way, using it as a silent sword, which I once loved, to pierce me in pairs, without hesitation, from the position of the left chest, but for some reason, his hands were tilted, but my heart was different from the place of life, so that the one was right.
My subconscious held the body of the silent sword, and the blood came out of it, and I saw a slight tremor of the tender eye, as if the butterfly had finally broken out of the cocoon, and he stretched out his hand to catch me, and I threw a big sip of sweetness and blood on his jaw.
The words of thanks were silent, desperate, as a child who had just opened his eyes to the cruel world, opened his lips and closed his mouth several times, but his throat was clogged and nothing was said.
I couldn’t bear it, but I was smiling at him like I was saying, “Thank you, I shouldn’t have liked you.” I’m sorry.
I shouldn’t have liked you. I did wrong.
And We held fast as a silent sword, and drew it from my heart, as though an old, bitter dream had been pierced, and blood sprung out. And the silence brought me into my arms, and I was in pain and cold, and the heat and the life quickly dispersed from me, and he was also cold in his arms and still shivering violently.
He covered my heart, but blood came out of his fingertips, thicker than the colour of his wedding dress. How can he cover it? My heart is broken. And I finally heard what he had been banging on his lips without making a sound, as he had just spoken.
The sound was so squealing and sore that the silence said:
“Photoball. I’m sorry.
My name.
Two.
The light passes through the clouds, and glitters of gold on the cloud. The peaks beneath the clouds reveal bright green in the fog of white and gold.
I looked at my hands, white and thin, and I didn’t have blood on my hands. Nor are the intended clothes a dirty and dirty dress, a tan-coloured dress with a golden bell around its waist that symbolizes the hand of the master.
I touched my heart, and it beats flat, without any sign of the sword. It took me a long time to make sure that I was reborn and that I was back to the time of the evening when I was going to help the pious.
The black and blue stone under my feet, the texture, and the special material, are said to have been cut in half. Only this part of the cloudtop is used as a means of fighting, and it is true that it is so strong that it has been destroyed for such a long time by the spirit of martial arts.
“Ah-ju, your sword. “The next student handing over a sword, not my own sword, but an ordinary sword.
I turned my back, and I had gathered many of my disciples, so many of them came to see the battle, but my master was not able to come, but the noble masters of the Emperor, the True and the Lord of Nangen, came to watch and sat in front and drank tea slowly.
“The girl herself has learned a few swords and can’t even practice and gather a lot of energy, but she’s going to be taller than her sister, Hao-ju, who is already in Kimdan. Well, that’s a shame. I’m sorry.
“Senior Hao-ju is so gifted that she only hopes that she will be able to take some effort and that she will not suffer too much. I’m sorry.
I have raised my head and stood on the clouds with a young girl in yellow clothes, almonds and cheeks, small in size, carrying in my hand a heavy sword, which is almost as tall as half her.
And she stood above the high tower, and a twilight twilight twilight in her eyebrow was so bright, and the twilight was blown up like fog. I’m not wearing a Tien-Ying Tung suit to support the country.
It’s late.
She had a smile on her lips and looked at me under the table, like a pair of winning tickets, screaming, “How are you getting ready? As soon as you get up, we can start the fight. I’m sorry.
And then you can start, and suddenly I’ve got a sweet drop in my throat.
It’s the beginning of the evening, but the end of my glory. It’s the time of Peaches, but not the time of the three-year harvest of the Pegasus, and it’s not until you finish the difficulties before you win the next progeny.
As soon as you got here, you picked me up — the master’s protégé, the 15-year-old, Junior Carpside.
Such a wave of stunts has left most of the students in the hands of their masters, and has come to the top of the cloud to see what happens.
The sword of his hand was handed to me again, and I thought to myself in the old days that she would not lose too much, and that she would change her own sword into an iron sword, and then she picked him out of 10 to the top of the cloud, and he lost so badly.
The crowds were horrified and horrified.
The truth-making world sometimes has the talent to cross the line, to fight, not to be hit by me, and until late in the evening, only one thanks.
And I regret it countless times, and my soul has been strained and my soul has broken, and my life has stopped at Kimdan until I was 15 years old in the true world, and from this moment of night, my work has not gone far enough, even in the magical realm of my heart. If I do not do so, if I do not change my sword, I will win.
Then Carpton wouldn’t have been taken away by her, and the Hill might not have ended up like this.
Today, the heavens pity me and bring me back to this moment. You just came in late.
The sun has been looked upon, and the eye of his eye has drawn up some impatience, and he calls to us: “Bead, then go up and hasten.” I’m sorry.
I pushed the sword out of my pupils and shook my head, “Bring me the Jade Dragon sword.” I’m sorry.
The Jade Dragon sword is the sword of my mother, the sword of all the young lords in Carp County, and the voice of the dragon when the sword is out.
The crowd was raging, and even the familiar sister came up and grabbed my sleeves, and was in a state of shock. Don’t be too serious. I’m sorry.
I took the jade dragon sword, gently moaning, and I could hear it squeakingly across the swords, and I took a breath, and I opened her hand to my sleeve, and I fell down, saying, “Sir, I just wanted to win. I’m sorry.
There are a hundred-year-old peach blossoms on the balcony, which are blown down by the wind and flowing over the balcony.
At night, you carry your sword and smile with your eyes around it, and say, “Ah-ju, I’m your wife, and you’ll remember very well.” I’ve heard of you for a long time, and even the whole world knows there’s a bead in the true world. I’m sorry.
When I drew the sword of the Jade Dragon, and it was as bright as the ceiling of the Jade Dragon, and the voice of the dragon was sounded from the rise of the clouds, I looked upon her, “I can’t call my sister if I have not been able to help the mountain.” I’m sorry.
She was muted, her lips smiled up.
The copper bell rings three times, as if it were suffocating, as a symbol of the beginning of the fight.
I felt the power of my body, as smooth as the water of the Sky River, and without any sense of subsequent congestion and depletion, and this year I, young and young, with the hope of the future of Carpton, was hailed as the best student of a hundred years.
I’m still the proud one. This time, I’ll win.
I have the power of my right hand, the sword of the Jade Dragon, out of the sky, and my left hand, with its hand, with its left hand, a huge white frost, and the blister of the sword becomes a long cry of the Jade Dragon to swallow it in the direction of the evening.
“The sword of Hao-ju has reached the stage of the chemical. I’m sorry.
Nor did you laugh at her face at the evening, with her heavy sword in her eyebrow, which was extremely light in her hand, and a sword that was cut in the neck of the Jade Dragon, which remained unbroken and retreated to the edge of the rise of the cloud, which seemed to be a little edifice. The last sword fell seven inches away from the Jade Dragon, which was broken by a sound of a sword, and which was designed to wipe out the blood.
“Your sword is not like a dragon, but like a snake, in seven inches, it is gone.” I’m sorry.
And when the voice was not gone, she threw her sword at me, and the sword fell down, and I used the sword of the Jade Dragon to block it, and the sound of the golden stone slammed, and suddenly the voice of the dragon fell.
I stood in my way and saw in her indistinguishable offensive a crack, and the jade dragon’s sword shattered and fell into the sky, and a sword pierced.
At night you looked up and looked at me.
And then the dragon’s machine that was working in me was stuck for a moment, and it was like I was frozen by frost, and it was this moment, when a heavy sword suddenly burst, and it hit me on the back, and the spine gave a sour crack, and blood went up through my nose, and it went black in front of me.
What a familiar feeling, like the scene of the last life, is repeated.
I don’t think so.
I’m Kim Tan, I’ve got the Jade Dragon sword, I don’t have an enemy.
I can barely afford to come back, but I still have the Jade Dragon sword, and I can’t lose. I drank with red eyes, and the sword swung out with blood, and a beautiful Jade dragon, and swooped down, and fell upon it with a heavy sword, without a sound, as if it had entered the abyss.
The weight of the sword did not stop it, and fell on my back, and I was beaten down on the ground, with a splatter of blood coming out of my face, with a dirty face on the ground, and my whole body was crying out for pain, and the Jade Dragon sword was struck out and fell not far away.
A pair of fine shoes stopped in front of me, and the goose-coloured skirt jumped. At night, you took the sword, and turned with a smile over the Jade, the Lord of the War, and was truly human. I’m sorry.
Countless sights have fallen upon me, that I have seen in the life I have seen in the past, without regard for geometry, regret, as if I had no right to be on earth.
My hands shrunk, and every move was very painful. I stretched out my hand, crawled hard, spilled blood and sweated my eyeballs. And on me is a purified splendour of the sky, and We are immersed in blood and sweat. I’ve got the jade dragon sword. I’ve got the sword. I’ve got the sword. I’ve got it.
“I can’t lose.” I gotta win. I’m sorry.
I remember the fire that never went out of carp, and I remember their groaning for me, and I remember the saying, “You shouldn’t practice your sword.”
Why can’t I practice swords? Why can’t I win?
The sword of the late Sword was once again waved, and the sword of the Jade Dragon was shining, this time without the dragon of the saber, without ice condensed, like the wind of September in Carp.
Jade Dragon Sword Book II, Carp Wind.
I’ve never practiced in my life, I just stopped walking in volume one. The sword was gentle and fragranced wherever it passed, and it was said that it had come from the unbreakable black ragstone, and had come in silently into tiny and indescribable cracks.
And at night, he turned back, and she was wearing a heavy sword like an insulated shield, and the heavy sword dingled as a sound, and she closed her eyes as if she were listening, and opened my eyes for a moment, and I couldn’t react. The heavy sword came to my chest, smugly.
I was like a broken kite, hit on the ground by a storm, and a sword fell from the clouds.
I’ve seen too many eyes in the past.
Is it the tenth move or the tenth move to get out?
The flowers of the Peaches are floating like Sendai Yuh-yeong, twirling by the yellow skirt of the evening. You turn around at night under the golden light, behind you is the cloud of the sun. She looked down on me and fell down on the ground, with a twilight mole in her eyebrow and a handway: “Thank you for teaching me.” I’m sorry.
Some people say something to break the silence, and say, “Seon Ju, lost.” I’m sorry.
He was the first to react, and his eyes were warm at night, and he was always satisfied with his mean face. He’s always only got the talent of a student, and now he’s almost excited.
I looked up at the night, and I couldn’t tell whether it was blood or sweat. I don’t know how many vertebrae broken, but it’s enough for me to stand straight. I open my lips, but I can’t make a sound. Every time I open my mouth, there’s blood flowing out, and it’s flowing down my chin.
I want to ask why.
Why can’t I beat you.
I’m not relaxed, I’m nervous from the first moment I set foot on the balcony, and my back is sweating and even playing too often, and I’ve never used a carp wind before. I can see every move, every step I make.
Why did I try so hard? I can’t.
I breathed quickly, and my blood sprung at the tip of my nose.
There was no one to hear my voice.
There was a man who leaned down at me, and had cocoon on the hands of his sword practiced for many years, and he pulled out the silk on my face, reaching out his hand and rubbing it on my face. So I fell in tears. The luminous light passed through the cracks of a hundred-year-old peach tree, and fell in his eyelids, and on his shoulder there were a few radiant peaches.
I tried several times to make a sound and I said, “Why?” I’m sorry.
“You should not take the sword. I’m sorry.
3
Would you choose to do it again if everything could be repeated, but after doing your best, and after a bloody head, still end up the same?
With the sword of the Jade Dragon, I walk in the depths of Qumen’s inquiries, without seeing the water on the edges, but on foot as solid as the ice, and the gill spreads out from my feet, with countless me in the cold water floor.
It’s dark and white, and it’s the only glass in the secret that ends in nowhere.
And We walked slowly to the centre of the secret, where there was no reflection of the water, but nothing but paleness.
I put the Jade Dragon sword aside and kneeled on this glass of water.
I reached out my hand and touched the glass with my fingertips.
What can I see for you?
Memories are burning like fire at the bottom of the mirror, the pale fog is scattered, different faces appear at the bottom of the mirror, different scenes swirling through the mirror, like flowers in the leaves, and the things that I regret most in my heart. And suddenly snow fell in the middle of the question and fell upon my shoulder.
At night, you picked me off the stage with your eyebrows.
Master lamented to me that my heart is broken and my talent is ruined.
I killed Big Brother myself and asked me to watch over him before he died.
And thank you for the silence to seek the night in the realm of magic, and to die in the shadows.
Carp County was wiped out by fire, and the bodies of the hill were sown.
I opened my mouth blindly, pale, barely breathing.
Whether God has mercy on me or is cruel, let me start over and see my incompetence again.
Touch the glass again. Who do you see?
The water lens scene began to change again, and ended up on Carpside, where the sea was golden, like broken scales.
I’m still young in the mirror, and I don’t have any gold bells on my waist to hold the mausoleum, and I’m wearing a bouquet that is unique to the young carpenter.
A woman with her head like a cloud, her eyelids softly, and to a little me, she says, “Dae Ju, you’re going to do it again. I’m sorry.
And then suddenly I looked up, like I looked in between time and frustration.
I’ve spoken in the mirror, and the sound is so tender: “A young carp man, who bears the expectations of all the people in the continent, must not let up, but must rise to the future of the carp. And let everything be ahead of Carp, and if there be trouble in Carp, let’s stand in our way and put our heads on the ground.”
And suddenly, when I was young in the mirror, I was like a memory card, and I was consciously connected: “If my strength is not caught, do everything in my power, even though the sword is not afraid, but the sea of fire is not afraid of death.” I’m sorry.
When a woman bends her eyes and smiles, and I shiver my fingers at her face in the mirror, and says, “Mother.” I’m sorry.
“Will I win?”
She’s laughing.
“Can I still hold a sword? I’m sorry.
She doesn’t answer.
The snow and snow grew, and the sword of the Jade Dragon made a clear sound, and the mirror was recovered by a layer of frost, and her face melted like a mist. The cynic is back to a pale face, as if nothing had happened.
And We fell down on our knees and fell on three heads, cold on their foreheads, and fell for a long time into the snow of their garments, and set firm upon their swords.
I’ll win. I want to win. I have to win. I’m Junior Carp County.
And though the sword is not afraid, and the sea is not afraid. Despite death.
This time, I will never lose again.
4
Out of the question, some of my actions were torn to his wounds, some pain in the hindsight, and I accidentally brought out a piece of jade butterflies when I picked it up in the Narin Ring.
The little white one, who doesn’t know which picker class left behind, has no real ability to attack, but the tracking works well. And I breathed, and the jade butterflies, which were stopped in my hand, moved, and flew forward.
And I followed them slowly, because the wounds were getting worse.
The secret lies deep inside the Mount of the Pegasus, where fewer people are able to come in, and the more the jade butterflies fly out, the more people they meet on the road.
I used to walk around with Maung, even though I was late, because I had a lot of talent and most of my students called me Sister.
Now I look at myself differently than in the past, and when I see my disciples in heaven, my voice stops, and my eyes fall upon me, with sorrow and pity.
I’ve seen so much of this in the last few years, and I’m open to it now.
When the whispers started to sound, I heard the words “unnamed” “false gold Dan” and “all built up with potion.” And I was in self-doubt because of those words in my former life, thinking that maybe I was really too tall for myself.
“Is your wound all right?” I’m sorry.
It has been more than half a month since I was removed from the stage, during which time I fell down in my room to take care of my illness, so I was in a state of great health, and my master’s care was quick to recover.
I turned my eyes and laughed, “It’s better than that, so I left today.” Refining cannot fall. I’m sorry.
When she saw me like this, she laid down her heart: “It’s Miss Hao-ju.” I’m sorry.
When I was tired, I flew forward, and I pointed my finger, and she kept moving, and she snuggled, and she hesitated. She bit her teeth, “The new night Earl was over there. I’m sorry.
I was like, “What’s your name?” I’m sorry.
Her eyes were wide open and her face was a little red, and she was flattered to say, “I am Jade, under the three elders of the third. I’m sorry.
I nodded my head and whispered, “Thank you for your kindness. I’m sorry.
The jade butterflies came back and circled over my shoulder, pushing me forward. My sister would like to run back to her companions, and as I walked forward I heard her arguing with her companions: I said, “How can she have such a mistake, and you suspect that her wife’s wife’s wife is really grassy, and that the new one doesn’t know what to do with the ecstasy soup, but that she will be forced to take revenge on her. Not Hao-ju! I’m sorry.
And the jade butterflies flew forward, and We followed them gently, and the flowers of the Pegasus rose many, so that they were so softly blown down, and the earth was filled with the flowers of the Peaches.
And then I knew why the sister wouldn’t let me go.
No one in Zongnei knows that I love the fact that I’m here to help Zong Mansuke understand the silence of the sword.
The clouds rose, and the fog rose, and thanks were silent as a sword practiced in the evening, and he was covered in his blouse and his hair was raised high, and his eyes fell between his wrists, and he was very careful in helping her to adjust her positions.
Evening, you have changed to the twilight of your pupils, and you look at him with your head on your face, and your eyebrow is luminous, so that the shyness of your eyes does not disturb you as much as the silence. It’s a good match to look so far.
And at night, you threw away your heavy sword and said, “Are you a stone, as silent?” My foot looks like it’s twisted! I’m sorry.
His back was like his silent sword, as if he wanted to fall down and look at her wounds, while a jade butterfly suddenly fell on his long fingertips, like a girl’s secret heart. The jade butterflies shivered softly with their shivering feathers, distilled their spirits and turned into an ordinary paperflies, lying silently next to his tanned sleeves.
And thanks to the silence of the eyes, from the tiny fog of the fog I look at. At that time, thanks were silent, the eyebrows were not as heavy as they were later, and there was youth.
I too, this jade butterflies, after him. There are many of them, one of them piled up in the Ring of Nath, and one of them could only track down the sign of silence but could not reach half of his heart. It was me who was so stubborn that it was a waste. And I covered my heart as if there was cold pain and bitter hatred.
In fact, I love the fact that it’s been so long that I’ve tried the way to get a coach to take a sword. It’s just that it didn’t take much as silence to take a look at my sword and my hand, and you shouldn’t practice it.
Now it seems he didn’t teach swords, but it’s a pity I’m not late.
I’m suffocating that the jade butterflies can only be used once, and they’ve been used once now, and they’re nothing less than paper. I turn around and I’m leaving, and you’re yelling at me at night. “Ah-ju, I’m just trying to teach you sword law. I’m sorry.
I listened patiently, but I saw the butterflies put close to my sleeve as silent, and leaned down and made a white-rounded rabbit, which I found when I came down the mountain, and put in a silly way as to be silent. He was always close to me, but not bad for the rabbit, and I used to look for the rabbit.
Then, when he returned, the dumb rabbit turned away, not as obstinately as a man, and rolled his ears to his heel, stinging his ankles, and was stabbed in the face.
It seems that I should have eaten it earlier than I had to suffer that kind of sin.
I went around the mist, and he lifted up his dark eyes at me, but I did not speak much, but I did not look at him, and I leaned down and held the rabbit, and I whispered, “The swordsman came to raise the mountain to understand the sword. My rabbit has been bothering you long enough to give it back to me from now on.” I’m sorry.
And when she had not spoken, she answered him at night: “It was the rabbit of her sister. I had just watched the rabbit roll, but I said, “I don’t know what it tastes like, but I was struck ten times by a sword of thanksless silence.” I’m sorry.
Then he added a part of the evening saying, “Are you still mad at me, sister? I did not mean to hurt you so hard on that day. I thought you were supposed to be great. I’m sorry.
I looked at her again, and your eyebrows were very sincere at night, and the almonds were always as perched as water.
I looked at those eyes, and they were so naive and so sweet, but I was so narrow in the life before me that she had to be angry because she had given birth to many things.
And the jade dragon sword on my waist was moving in a slight earthquake, as if the sword spirit was not happy.
And suddenly I laughed: “How can I be angry with you? It would have been the best thing to add to the strength of the Mahjong. I’m looking forward to you showing up. You can come to me if you have something you don’t like. I’m sorry.
I did not look at it as if it were silent, and I walked out with a round rabbit.
I can’t believe it myself, and I can’t believe I’m saying this now.
There are some who have spoken to me in the first place, and it is only fair that I have been wise and noble since I was a child, and that my peers have been hard to find, that my heart is higher, and that I fall the worst when I fall out of the clouds, and that it is only when I lose my head.
The mackerel, with the peach blossoms on its way to the ground, then crawling down the stream, a brook of sunlight.
When I came back, I went to this bamboo forest, and stood still in front of it. I let go of my eyes, I smiled. I wanted to run this way every time I suffered in this life.
The two schoolboys, who were watching the door, were chatting and talking about how I was picked to go to the cloud at night.
“I thought Miss Hao-ju was so talented, but they said her talent was in the potion, but it might not be much different than ours. I’m sorry.
“The new in-house teacher is a good-looking student and a lot more than Miss Hao-ju. The last time I bumped into us, it seemed like I was talking to the man in the bamboo house, and I had to come back in time, or else the consequences would be too bad.”
His voice suddenly stopped, and he watched with great alarm the hands on his shoulder, and the two disciples looked up and saw me looking down at them.
His face was red, and his mouth was open: “We didn’t mean that, but we just lost it. I’m sorry.
I stopped him and asked, “Did you come here late?” I’m sorry.
The only way to speak is to be a little frightened by my eyes and to shake his head: “Only for a moment, only once, I promise.” I’m sorry.
I spat a long breath and sweated my back, so she started coming to the bamboo house so early and I found it now.
I came to the bamboo house a lot less often because of a series of events in my former life, and I did not expect her to cause a disaster later.
I knocked on the door of the bamboo house with no one to answer, and the window was sealed to death, and I didn’t go in there and I knew it had to be dark. I couldn’t see any light.
And We cried out, “Big Brother, I am the bead.” I’m sorry.
I waited patiently for a moment, and there was no reply, and the bamboo forest came out with sand and sand, and I continued: “I come to see you, brother.” I’m sorry.
Unexpectedly quiet. I sat down against the door, like I was talking to someone from the door, and since my rebirth, there had been very few such relaxing times.
“My brother, I just woke up from a nightmare and found out that I was no longer a genius. You heard what they just said. I was defeated, I was picked down on the balcony in 10 moves, and my master raised me for six months to get out of bed. What a mess, what a shame. I’m sorry.
“They say, ‘I am not as well-known as the young woman’s gift, and perhaps I am a bragging.’ But why would I lose to a man who hasn’t come to the fair? Is it really so unfair? I don’t know the answer right now, but I’ll continue to work hard to win. My mother told me that people are gonna win. I’m sorry.
And I stood up, and my face was on the gates of the quality, and my hands were firm, and I said: “Big brother, I will rise up. On that day my spine was broken, but now I can back straight. If I can prove to you that someone who falls can climb back to the clouds, can you come out and see me? I’m sorry.
It was like something had been knocked down on the door and it was shaking so hard that a few of the resting birds in the forest were blown up.
“Don’t come back.” “It’s like it’s been too long since I’ve spoken to anyone.
I’m happy to turn my eyes when I’ve been out here so many times in my last life, and I’ve said so many good and bad things that I can’t even get a single response. I said, “Okay. I’ll see you next time. The back chicken’s fat again. I’ll bake for you next time. I’m sorry.
And I hesitated, and commanded: “Big Brother, if a stranger comes and says many lies through the door, that is the kind of thing that makes people want. Do not believe in her, nor deal with her. I’m sorry.
There’s no more noise in it, there’s a silence. If the door wasn’t shaking, I thought I was hearing the sound.
And I told my disciples at the door: “If that young lady comes in late, you’ll have to come and tell me, like the last time she approached the Big Brother, never again. I’m sorry.
I know where to nod.
I looked at him with my eye open: “You must tell me right away.” I’m sorry.
I’m just looking at my eyes with shame and unnaturalness, and I want to apologize to you, “Moon-ju.”
I shook my head in silence; after all, it was not just them, but I was not strong enough. It’s normal to suspect.
I rose up and walked out and looked back at that lonely bamboo house, and the sun rarely spilled down through dense leaves. It’s been years since Big Brother stepped out of this bamboo house, and I’ve counted it in my heart.
Big brother, Carp County, Pegasus, the Fairy Union, a stubble of the former world upon the knots of my heart, I will untie it.
5
There is a North and South Hall in Kaumung, where he is responsible for punishment and where he disappeared many years ago, where he has been replaced by a human being, who is primarily responsible for the award of prizes and the taking of test assignments.
I stood in the Hall of the North, looking up at my head and looking at the changing tasks, and the difficulty from white to purple grew from one step to the next, and I saw at the tip of my eyes that a white, simple town of Chiba, which appeared in plain form, looked familiar, and was trying to reach out and touch it, but there was a voice coming from behind.
“The master closes the door, our heavenly daughter Zhu Zhui, and is on a white low-class mission. I’m sorry.
My hands were in the open, and the white light was in the open, and it was hard to find. I took my hand back and looked back, and I was being held by a bunch of followers.
He had ink hair, and his eyes were lighter than his eyes, but the five officers were sharp, the only child of a true man, and had been working under his father’s door, but they had always fallen short of his purpose, but they tried hard, but they could never fit into his father’s eyes.
And Yin’s canoe looked at me with his arms in his arms, and his lips flaunted: “Look how proud you were in the past, I thought you were so powerful, and there were rumours that a young girl who had just entered the house could beat your head to death, and it was a waste of resources.” I’m sorry.
His little follower was horrifying, and he said, “It’s true that I can’t help but say that these two days we’ve had enough fun.” Shame on you. I’m sorry.
I look down, I miss out on this group of people who want to get out of here, but when I pass through Yin’s boat, I’m stuck in my wrist with a cold touch. He squealed at me: “This is the rush to escape?” I’m sorry.
It’s true that I can’t stand this humiliation because of my original spleen, but my disciples are forbidden to fight in private, which leads to a baht that is more arrogant and arrogant.
All the students around are attracted to the sound and turn around to see us.
And We looked down at his hand, white and white, and carried down the way: “By the way of the door, ask me to call upon her. I’m sorry.
Yin-kuk, who was born to be ordinary, raised the pious, but called me sister-in-law in accordance with the rules of the mighty. I saw him grow stronger on me and harder on his jaw: “You!” I’m sorry.
My hand shivered softly, but he held his door upside down, and he ate and let go with his arm and shouted.
I wiped my wrists clean and clean with a pail: “Yin-kuk, if you have nothing to do, you have to fix it, so that you don’t have to practice like a child for years. I’m sorry.
The students laughed twice, the canoe raised their heads so hard, their eyes were dark, they smiled: “You won’t be proud for long. I’m sorry.
I looked into his eyes for a few seconds, and took it slowly, and said, “I will wait for that day.” I’m sorry.
She walked out of the house with two men, one and the other, the real man of the North Hall, and the evening of his clothes, which he wore, which was timid, and she embroidered her own bright yellow flower, like morning light in the fog of the sky.
The Jade is a gift, and the late Urgo is under him as he was in his last life. The people of Jade, who were impatient, looked at the riots in the hall and said, “Do your own business, North Hall is not the place for you to argue.” I’m sorry.
And he looked at this son of Yin-kuk, and he was impatient: “Let’s go and fix it, and some of the base-building medicines are ready in the month, and if this foundation fails again, get out of there and help the people.” You’re embarrassing me. I’m sorry.
The little sis who built the foundation at the beginning of the door laughed next to him and his eyes bent.
When Yin Qi’s forehead was full, he punched his fists in his sleeve, his eyes looked at the night, and he fell on me, and groaned with his little follower and walked out, and there was nothing in the North Hall.
Those who were in this house, after what they had just said, saw clearly that they were doing their own business, and their eyes were bound to move between me and your lateness.
I smiled and noded at her, and my heart was filled with calm ice. “Do you know what she likes? He taught me how to swords last time, and I thought of what to give him back. I’m sorry.
As soon as the name came out, it was as though it had been sour on my heart, as though it were sour, as it was painful. We said, “He has nothing special to like.” You send something new, perhaps he will like it, and there are silver flowers in the rear, and he loves it. I’m sorry.
Every time I come back from Carp, I bring a lot of unique little things to the silence. And then I came back with a light for the moon, and the little one put together two heads and left a double light in it. And I thought, “Thank you very much, it’s kind of like me.”
But not really. And when the moths pounced on the fire, the little moths thought for a moment that it was burning fire that embraced it.
“Will a rock like this laugh?” I’m sorry.
I’m muted: “Yes. I’m sorry.
If I had to correct the error, then silence would probably be the first big mistake.
Six.
I woke up early every day, and then climbed to the top of the Pegasus Peak, leaning down and saw a little face on the surface. It’s a little blurry. It’s my face when I’m 15, and it’s a little naive. I bend my eyes, I’m so delicate, I get a little bit of pride in my face.
And I kneel down, and ten fingers of fibers, moving like a butterflies, and the hand of the Gen-O, with blue light, pours into the spring, and there comes a breath. Carp is the first continent overseas, and I’m a man of my methadone, and I’m naturally different from the rest of the world, and the spring of my secret work has been very useful for refining.
And the spring flowed down along the first crest, around the mountains of the Mahjongth, and became a place of beauty.
And when the bell was ringing, I stood on the first peak and looked down, and the sky was wide, and the house was wide, and many of the disciples had risen up, and the stars were lit up bright and busy, and I found myself happy. I’ve been taking breaths and walking to the martial arts field.
I can’t help but look at the many students in the martial arts field, and I’ve changed my mind, and I’ve noded in a natural place, but I’ve lost sight of them.
In the past, I was taken to the cloud by the lateness of the night, and I was kept in a deep sense of humiliation for months. I was then persuaded by my brothers and masters, but in order to preserve my fragile dignity, I was more proud than ever before, and it was only reasonable for him to have a good bond among the teachers.
I’ve devoted myself from my childhood to my own self, and I’ve spent the rest of my work on the silence of the acknowledgements of the Swords, and I will not find it hard to reach them.
A hairy, hairy head came out suddenly, and she looked at me with a little sweat on her face, shamed: “Sister, I don’t understand, can you teach me? I’m sorry.
I’m sorry, but I didn’t realize that’s what I said two days ago when I came out of the secret of my heart. I’m sorry.
“I can’t believe she remembers me. I’m sorry.
I pointed to her hand-shake, and moved her hand down half an inch, saying, “Your hand does not fit.” Just a little more. I’m sorry.
She looked at me in the eye and whispered, “How gentle she is.” I’m sorry.
I’ll go get the keys to the Windy Sky Office. There are martial arts fields for many of my disciples to train, and of course there are smaller secret rooms for one person to practice martial arts, and there are few skyscrapers, and I have built them with my own contributions. The student in charge of the key laughed, saying, “You were in a coma the other day and you were in a hurry to break the key. You two were in the same shape. I’m sorry.
And I sharpened my teeth, and this was a little too much to bear. And when it was in use, all the powers gathered together were the luminous stones.
I was careful to look into my face, and I said, “No problem, you can just go back to the time spent and send it to my sister.” I’m sorry.
I finally borrowed my second brother’s skyscraper to practice, and I’m glad he’s out with Master for two days.
It’s narrow, but it’s rapidly changing after the infusion, and the scene is above the sea waves, dark clouds, and the waves turn.
The wave’s head was slashed to the body, slit like a blade, but left no trace. And I worked the first volume of the Jade Dragon Sword from the beginning, and I swam in my veins, which I never felt again in my last lifetime.
But the more the waves hastened, and there was no more peace in my heart than at this moment, and in the cold, I was blessed with the heart.
The second carp wind that came out of an accident on the rise was thrown out again.
And how is it that under this and a slow wind of swords, the waves shall recede, and the eyes shall be clear and bright.
I’ve been taking a long breath and I’ve been practicing over and over again. The waves flipped over and I waved my sword against the wind and rain. I am well aware that talent is not enough in this world and that it will require a thousand times more.
When I was young, I was confident that I would be the king of the Carp continent.
It’s been two days since I’ve been out again, and my eyes are barely open and my back is sore.
But he saw a crowd waiting anxiously in front of the Chamber of Secrets, and the first one looked at me, and his eyebrow sulked with anger: “Where is Ju-Yo? I’m sorry.
I squeezed my swollen arms and raised my eyes blindly.
The pupil was dragged out of his sight, Zel, and said, “Listen to Ear-ju’s sister and she said, “What flowers do you like? I’m sorry.
Some people accused me of saying, “There is a sacred forest in the back of the mountain, and she will not be led there.” I’m sorry.
“My Sister Dow has been set up here these days. I’m sorry.
I am tired of rubbing my eyelids, and I find it absurd to look at the face of a man who is already angry, and I laugh: “What does it matter to me that I am just bringing up silver? I’m sorry.
“If it doesn’t matter, why are you angry? “I don’t know which one of the students is indifferent to the crowd.
And We held down the sword of the Jade Dragon, which was gently ringing in the waist, and smiled: “Then I will accompany you to the back of the hill.” I’m sorry.
And as he was about to go forth, he suddenly broke into a shadow, and Yin carried the hand of a true man, but his face could not hide it. He said: “Father, I have built the foundation, and I have made the foundation.” I’m sorry.
Ten years of training, and one day he’ll be able to build a foundation. I’m surprised to see him.
The Jade Man is in a hurry to find him, and he can’t care about him. He looks at him. He sweeps out his sleeves and takes the lead.
And when I went out with my sword, I turned back to Yin’s boat, standing alone, with my head down, and my hands in my sleeve strangling, and raised with my eyes suddenly, and heavy.
I turned my head.
This is the size of the rear mountains, and silver beads are rich in them, and only the deepest ones are connected to the forbidden forest, and they are bred out by no one. And We bowed down and folded a silver bead, and it was as a new snow. There’s something in the fragrance of flowers, and I look up like I feel it.
And a silver bouquet of snow was blown by the wind, and he came out of the thick ink of the mist, with a sword in his hand, a young woman on his shoulder, clean and in the colour of the silver bouquet. And as the eyes of a blind eye are low, they are coming towards us in a smooth way. I can smell the scent of silver beads, light, disgusting, magical.
It’s like the scenes of the beginning of silence.
I’m pale and my hands are shaking to touch the sword between my waist.
I thought I forgot the pain of my heart, but now I can’t feel the pain of my heart, I bite my teeth and silver beads touch my face. There was a sound on my head: “Beads.” I’m sorry.
And We raised our heads in a conscious manner, and a silent face appeared in the curtains of my eyes, and looked at me with narrow tails, and did not produce it.
I whispered with a tremor that I had not even noticed: “Thank you for being silent.” I’m sorry.
He answered.
I look back, heartache slowly retreats, reason goes back. And as if the silence had been unloaded, and the shoulder had been delivered to the protege, so that I could see that it was a late evening. It was nothing but a twilight and fainting, and a few silver beads had been hidden in her sleeves, falling down her hands.
“Why are you here? I’m sorry.
“There’s something going on in the forest, and I’ll take a look at it, and she’s just passing out by the border.” I’m sorry.
And We put down their suspense, and thus came their magic.
The evening I was in my arms opened my eyes, and his face was pale, and he touched his cuffs: “Hey, where are my flowers?” She looked at her eyes, and she saw her thanks as silent, and she turned her eyes, “Thank the sword.” I’m sorry.
We were exhausted and wept by the practice of our swords day after day, and We whispered: “Is it I who lured you into the forest?” I’m sorry.
It was only at night that you saw me and opened your eyes and said, “How can you be my sister?” I came myself. I’m sorry.
I looked at her with certainty, and I thought she should play with it, but no, her eyes were clear.
But I was stopped by the true man of Jade: “Ah-ju, after all, it was because of you that you went into the forbidden forest. If not for the sword, the consequences would have been terrible, and you apologized to him.” I’m sorry.
Most of my sleep went away, and he looked at the old face of Yu’s man in cold and cold, and he looked at me in such a way. I thought it was because I used to help the Mahjong who refused to worship under his door that I knew that he and my master had been fighting for the rest of my life, and then my master left him alone and gave him some pride, and I and my master were angry.
Jade is a real man, and he loves me and my brother. On the other hand, my brother and I are going to do bad things, and I’m going to pick up the real ones.
I smiled, and I just rose a little bit apart: “Yeah. I didn’t think you’d step in here, and I didn’t think you’d see or know how you’d get into this line, and I didn’t think you’d be able to pick flowers deep in the forest because of the silver bead I mentioned. I’m sorry.
And at night, he dazzled his lips, flustered his hands, and his little face was a little pale, and my heart was suffocated, one by one, and all those who followed him escaped from my sight.
I turned around and followed the other way. I was so sleepy.
And I thought, if I were to be nearer to anyone who smiled like you did at night, and said something sweet, I would be able to please among the people. No, I’m not. Surely, the rumours of the Zongmen will rise up again tomorrow, and it will be hard for the Queen to make peace, and bring the night to the Forbidden Forest.
Silver beads are born along the trails, and the peaches, where they may not be, still fall.
The world has been sealed for a long time, and seven key eye formations are scattered among the different sects, one of which falls on the Pegasus. This happened in my last life, when my master was removed from the position of the master because he was hurt so badly.
I think I missed something.
The wind brings a faint spirit, and there are footsteps behind me, and I turn my head, and I see you follow me in silence. No, no, no, no.
“What are you doing with me? I’m sorry.
“I also went back to my place of residence.” I’m sorry.
I just remembered that I had to make a month for the nearest water tower, and that I lived next to the silence.
And I took a step back, and took my eyebrow with aversion: “Your magic is so heavy. I’m sorry.
I wouldn’t have come in if I had known that it was connected to the forest. The word “magic” is so disgusting.
“Sorry.” * The eyes seem to be exhausted, and this has probably cost him much. *
In this wind, we saw the silence, and this year he was still with his high hair, his eyes were long, and his youth was still in his youth, and he was wearing a white garment from a very young age, a silent sword that no one knew.
It has always been so between me and him that if I hadn’t entangled him, he would have said much more if I hadn’t just turned around and talked to him, he would have followed me in silence.
I kept my heart shut and smiled, “Thank you so much, you always apologize to me.” I’m sorry.
“You’re angry?” I’m sorry.
He has had little or no words, and his exits have been simple statements, and he has rarely heard such unsettled questions.
And We put forth our hands in their sleeves, and We drew away the white flowers on his shoulder, and said: No. I’m sorry.
“I’m just sorry to hear too much. Too tired. I’m sorry.
I don’t want to hear it anymore.
7
I went back to sit down, and after two little Sundays, it was white. I was barely able to fix it in the last part of my life, and there were more spirits at the bottom of the sky pouring into a dead body, and it was like a mockery. But now that my gift is still in my field, I have to try harder to get through the next stage of my life, and I will be entitled to take control of Carp, and no longer need to rely on the elders as a minor without power.
I took a nap, and I went out, and there was a drum ringing on the stage, and I thought there would be some of my disciples at it. “The newest Shire sister will try again in the skyscraper. I’m sorry.
I’m going to the pharmacies and I’m going to the weather.
I want to see your sword again. My self-esteem in the past was too weak to be able to close the door for a long time, and later, at night, your progress grew faster and I couldn’t even see the sword. At the beginning, take a closer look at her sword.
After all, I’m going to beat her.
There are many, mostly famous, disciples on the cloud, and even a few others who have little idea how to get in, with a big cloud of clouds, especially among a group of students who have helped the mausoleums, whose colours are the most colorful of peaches. I took back my sights, and there was a noise around me, and I was down a little.
“She’s here.” I’m sorry.
“As you heard yesterday night, you were taken from the Forbidden Forest by the swordsman, and said that she was brought there to be the most poisonous woman. I’m sorry.
I don’t care, and I don’t think I can hear the rumors, but I know that a man whose eyes are on the stage at night and his first-ever brother, known for his strength, is also a big black-back knife, and yet he seems a bit clumsy in front of him. The sword collided quickly with the sword, and the visible evening took over.
I’ve had my eyebrows, but that power is not so hard on me.
At night, your sword was heavy, and its whole body was covered in a dark line. She’s already built and can use the magic machine before it turns dark on her. And I kept looking at him at night, and a little twilight in my eyebrow was beautiful. I looked at Earl and she took a look at this side of the stage.
The horse brother was panting and laughing at his head: “I lost my sister’s real name.” I’m sorry.
The evening was humbled and shamed to laugh.
As a result of this war, the nightingale’s war has been revealed to the Mahjongg, and no one has ever doubted that she was lucky enough to win me. It was as if I had been picked off the stage that day, and I had to get up and walk out, and there was a shadow in front of me, and there was no place for him to meet it. He used to be aggressive, he looked back, and I looked in his eyes, and I was looking at him, and I was smiling at him, and I was happy.
He has never shown such satisfaction with Yin’s ship.
We had just seen Yan’s boat. It seemed as if he was about to tell the truth about Jade. His father was impatient to swing his hand, and he was driven down before he had finished speaking.
I was just about to miss it from Yin’s boat, but suddenly, a little flower fell on its shoulder and it was a new, snowy color of silver beads, which I saw yesterday as a silent shoulder.
He went back to the mountains.
His cynicism has yet to be said.
I smiled, “Congratulations. I’m sorry.
I can’t believe what I just heard. I repeat: “Congratulations on building a foundation. I’m sorry.
And I say this in truth, and all the people of his father, even though he is true, think that Yin’a boat is built on a potion. I am afraid that I am the only one who knows that he is working really hard, and I have seen him working alone in silence many times. It’s just that it’s not the right thing to do. It’s the wrong thing to do.
His face was so strange that he couldn’t get out of his face, he couldn’t get out of it, he said, “How can a genius like you look at the foundations? I’m sorry.
I took a slap on his shoulder and groaned: “You are right. I’m sorry.
Yin Qianzhou suffocated as if he wanted to say the same thing as usual, and somehow turned his head.
I pulled my hand back, and my fingertips came back with some flowers on his shoulder.
The hundred-year-old Peaches Tree is an euphoria, and the petals fall slowly. I was prepared to leave the balcony alone, as if I could look at it and think of my spine, bleeding and crying under it.
The innumerable flowers and the light traveled, and something fell on my head, and fell down, and covered my eyes softly with the beige petals, and I reached out with my hand, a white beak that touched like a jade, and smelled like snow from Mount Kunlun.
I raised my head unconsciously, leaning on a young man by the bar on the stage, with beautiful and symmetrical fingers covering my eyes, and my lips showing less blood, and his clothes were white and white.
“Sir, I’ve lost my eyes. Can I have them back? I’m sorry.
His other hand, with its bare hand, is up, and he waits for the white eye to come, with his fingertips coming out of the light white in the sun, in the straight direction of me. “You’re a Quinlan’s disciple?” I’m sorry.
He stretches his finger forwards, moves away from my fingertips, squeezes it away from me, pulls it out of my hand, re-belts it back, and it’s about to be seen as a beautiful pair of eyes that closes, but it’s bound to be thicker. “You don’t know me? I’m sorry.
I took a good look at him and shook his head.
And he rose up, and his hair fell down on the side, and his face was pale, but he was full of joy, and his lips smitten, and his voice rose: “Remember that. Quinlund, voice-over. I’m sorry.
The master said that I was rich in heaven, but there was a Qur’an, and a young man turned white, and the voice of the son of Ba’al was also a sign of this generation. But when he was sent before him, he was sent forth, and We were filled with people, and we were not able to see him.
It’s him.
And I caught the flowers before me, laughing, “Having the Mahjong, the bead.” Nice to meet you. I’m sorry.
8
The Jade Dragon Sword is divided into three volumes, which are complementary to the Jade Dragon Heart Act, both of which I am known as the unsuspecting heart and machine of the young man of Carp County, and which I hear has been created by a woman a thousand years ago.
My mother was a genius in Carp County, but it was just a second volume of the Jade Dragon Armor.
I took a jade book out of the Naring Ring, turned the page through, but not a single word. I cut a scar with a blade in my hand, strangling my fist, and the drop of blood slipped from my hand to the jade book, soaking through a page of jade books.
Until I was pale, nothing changed, nothing appeared on the Jade Book.
Although I entered the door of the Dragon Sword, volume II of Carp Wind, this volume of the Jade Story is still reluctant to present it to me, and I can no longer continue to practice without it. I was a well-deserved young lord of Carp County, and my mother’s purest blood.
But this jade book won’t show me a word.
But the night your blood can drop her blood on it.
Why?
And it was a little confused that I was unable to kneel on my knees, and that the wound of the palm of my hand was bleeding out of my hand, as if it were one of those who were bent on it, and went into it silently, and one day took its roots and cut through it. All of a sudden, there’s a vanilla prostration out there.
I looked back, raised my head, threw my breath, put the jade book back into the Narin Ring, and pushed the door outside.
The residence is far from the main peak, but it is close to Swordscan, where few of the students live. There’s a lot of noise in my uninhabited compound. I did live next door to the previous life, but soon after, I didn’t see it.
I climbed down the low wall with the voice of the golden man.
“You put this jade man down to the wall, be careful! I’m sorry.
“It’s all cleaned up inside and outside. I’m sorry.
The white man is knocking with something, and he’s putting his brothers in the yard.
He looked back at me, blindfolded by white bells, and turned his lips, and said, “Are you here, too, Little Phui? I’m sorry.
It was only with my eyes that I saw that he was holding a large, black iron pot with the handle of a shovel. I saw the ghost and heard the sound of the Holy Mosque.
I have watched the white men of Kunlun so busy, and this house is no longer the place I can afford to be.
And some of the men in white covered their faces with sweat, and ran to their greetings, saying, “I will stay and serve you, my brothers are set up.” I’m sorry.
The greeting smiles and shakes his head, while his pupils appear to be in a difficult position, yet he has a very nice fist and can be seen to respect him.
I hesitated, “You’re staying here? I’m sorry.
“I’m looking for medicine.” I’m sorry.
“Care”?
I looked at him in the shadows, and I saw a very weak wind. The greeting coughed, and some blood came on his lips, and he swabbed, and he said, “Yeah. I’m dying. I’m sorry.
I don’t know if it’s true or not, but I remember that he didn’t die of injuries.
I knew him for the first time, so I couldn’t ask much. Who knew that his finger was knocking on the pot and smiling, “Will you eat or not?” I make good food. I’m sorry.
And when We were young, We set up a valley, lest its acrimony might hinder it and shake its head.
The result was a big bowl, sitting on the steps in front of the yard with the greeting, eating rice with fungus mushrooms and roasting a mountain pheasant. There are more stars on the night of the Mahals than there are pearls in the sea, and there is light in the white and white.
I ate two bowls of rice, and the voice of the greeting dropped the bowl with a little bit of it, and I blew the wind with the horn: “You don’t seem to like the beads in your door. I’m sorry.
“I don’t care if they like me.” I’m sorry.
“They like to see a genius fall, and they better be in a state of discomfort. They’re happy to have another fire, and they’re going to burn you in with the sister, and they’re going to clap their hands. I’m sorry.
And I ate the last grain of rice, and laid down the bowl in peace: “But people are not so bad, I believe we are all good people.” I’ll try to make people like me. I’m sorry.
It doesn’t really work, but what if we don’t? It was only after doing everything possible to know if there was a chance, so it was okay to bleed for that chance.
Something moved in my ring, and I said good-bye to the greeting, and turned my head out of the yard door and headed for the back hill.
And We tied it with a thread of the hair of the Ark and a bouquet on his shoulder, and I knew it as soon as he approached the silver radiant of the forest. And I passed through the still path, and went by a few twists, and then came to the sea of the silver beads, where I saw a shadow entering the sacred forest.
The ban on forests is not protected, because the formation here was set up by the ancestors of the mountain that flew up a thousand years ago, and there are several more, located in different parts of the Nine Areas, to suppress the enchantment beneath the mountains. For centuries, there has been no movement, and it’s not the same for our fellow students. It’s just been passed on from generation to generation.
I was in the midst of a terrible blow in my former life, but I listened to the sound of the closing points. My master saw that the black hair of almost a decade had gone white, and it was a great waste of heart.
I squeezed a hidden trick and pinned my heart on a bird.
As the bird grunted and lumbered with the shadows, it became deeper and deeper, and the fog of the night became more and more intense. As it became closer, I became more and more able to see what it looked like, and suddenly he looked back, and the five officers were familiar, and it became clear that the canoe was Yin.
He went straight into the depths, and he was unaware of a night bird behind him, and the grass was growing on his feet, and the fog became thick.
And there are those who wait for him in the depths of the forest, in black robes, in cloaks, and in the mist, blinding the females, and the sound of the exits is dumb: “You have built the foundations, and I am not wronged in my suffering. Did you bring your reward?”
And although I was outside the forest, I was acutely sensitive to the magic from my childhood, and surely those who were under it were the devils. And when We saw the black mark which had passed from the bottom of the Ark, doubting that he had indeed confided in the devils.
From their sleeves, Yin took a fine white jade kettle, which was like an instrument with light and light on its surface, which had been received by the black man, and with the humdled sound of joy, pouring into the pot some red liquid, a altar appeared in the fog, and he made a few prints, and the liquid fell from the pot on the altar, but nothing changed.
The black man quenched with doubt.
The pale hands of Yinzhou drew out the tweed from their sleeves, and the right hand stabbed the black man with a sword, and groaned, saying, “Fake ferret.” You’re such a fool to look at you. I’m going to steal my father’s jade bottle. If I took you, it would be more commendable than the defeat of Sail, and my father certainly looked at me. I’m sorry.
Such is the strength of his hand, and he is the one who is too good to have left behind to make much of it, but only with one set of demons.
The sword was blocked by the Black Man, and the Shaitans were ordered to fly out, but when they were near the Black Man, they fell on the ground and did not work against him.
It’s not just Yinhu, it’s not just me.
And he choked upon the neck of the canoe with thin hands, and his white face rose red, and his eyes were full of tears. I swear to you, Yinzhou, you’re such a fool.
It’s not like it’s in the blink of an eye, and the master is not in the house. There’s only one person I can think of. And We sent forth from the Ring of Nadine a white jade butterflies, moving towards the forbidden forest.
Wildbirds also serve my eyes and look at things in the depths.
The ark was thrown down on the ground, and breathed quickly. The black man asked him, “Do you hate it?” You can’t work as hard as your father, even your father. I’ll give you one more chance to bring me the fragrance. I’m sorry.
The face of Yin’s boat with blood is a little demented, and its tongue is clear, and it is a bad laugh, “Dreaming.” I am the master of the Mahal, so I will not repair the dogs for you. What a joke. I’m sorry.
He suddenly twitched his face and suffered the pain of his soul.
The black man turned around and looked at the bird, and I was in a bad dark path. The next bird was crossed by a flying stone, and the bird fell on the ground, and I lost sight of it, and all I heard was the sound of Yin’s canoe, and he said, “You! It is you!”
The fog on the way is getting thicker, almost poisonous, and the obstinate enchantment wraps me around, and I can barely breathe. I was born with a clean artery, and I couldn’t bear a dirty obscurity, like a muddy muddy, and my movements and my thoughts were solid.
I went to the depths, but I only saw Yin’s canoe lying on the floor, stained with blood, as if it were dead, and my eyes were wide open, looking at a place.
And We looked down, and turned back on the face of a black fog, and it was from the mist of Sen, that the flesh came, and I reacted, and the sword came out and stabbed him, and he fled. My feelings of discomfort are rising again, and there’s always something wrong. But there was a fog as thick as ink around it, and We were in an infinite darkness.
Numerous voices rise, like a tempting demon.
I can’t see, I close my eyes. The sound seduces me, and I close my hearing. God extends out, I use magic, he hides. I lay my sword, he hides, he never attacks, he just hides. And We pressed down the strangeness of my heart, and the greater the magic, where my repulsion from childhood peaked, and I opened my eyes at one moment.
The sword of the Jade Dragon shines like a frost that breaks through the chest of the black man.
The fog suddenly scattered and I heard something breaking.
The sword of the Jade Dragon passed not through the odious magic of the body, but through the breast of the young girl, whose face was rapidly pale, and the yellow flowers in the clothes of the young schoolboys were soaking in blood, and the blood of the evening was sore, “Sir.” I’m sorry.
My heart and my heart are cold. The Jade Dragon sword went through the chest at night.
There is no magic in the forest now forbidden, and even the altar is gone, and all the magic that I feel is empty. There is only one canoe lying on the ground, white and white, clearly dead.
I was in a state of terror, and when I set foot in the land, I was caught by the magic when I shot the bird, and took the opportunity to leave, except at the end of the night when I came to it under control. And I took the night as a work of magic, and that is why I was never struck back. So We made the sound of it seem to be that she cried out to my sister. But I can’t hear, I can’t see.
I shivered my hands off the sword, and I never thought that one day I would lay it down myself. I never thought that one day my sword would pierce the chest of my own disciples.
The night fell on the ground, and I fainted, and I barely breathed, and my hands were shaking, and I protected her heart with the power of my soul, and the power of ablujah came out, and blood sewd through my fingers.
In the midst of the chaos, a white paper butterfly fell on my fingertips, but it was protected by the spirit, without any blood, and I was in a hurry to settle down.
Some people crouched around me, smelled like snow in the mountains, long hands stretched out to my shivering hand and took care of my late-night chest injury.
I turned my head, and I saw the silent side face. He’s here. My throat was almost blocked, and I wanted to say, I didn’t have it, but the mute was in it.
The light of the moon that was leaking at this moment made me see clearly the reflection of his eyes, splattered with half his face’s blood, a panic, and fell on the side of a canoe, and my sword was stuck in the chest of the evening, in which case I said I had not, and who would believe.
And she drew a white pap from her sleeve, and quelled the blood of my forehead in silence, and smoothed it: “I know.” I’m sorry.
There was a microshock on the ground, and a light was passed into the restricted forest, which was never so clear and in which nighttime patrols discovered anomalies. A circle has surrounded us, and the truth that comes from the news has refused to believe what it has seen, shuddering down and touching the nose of the canoe.
And I was drawn to my weakness, and I felt the sword on my side, and I felt the emptiness — it was in the chest of the evening.
I stood up and pointed my sword at me, and the chief of the guard showed up, and the man was suddenly on his head, and his face was red, as if he were a wild beast, and a very violent wind came from me. The silence was quick, so I held my head down immediately, but my side of my hair was still wiped out and scattered. It’s true that Jade is angry. I’m sorry.
At the same time, he drew the silent sword, and put it gently on his side, severing between him and us, like a silent warning.
The man of Jade stopped at once, and said, “What do you think?” I’m sorry.
And as if the silence had not been heard, and looked down at me, and as long as the crows had long lashes, and said, “Will you sleep first?” Or do you want to go?”
That’s not his style. So, it’s a pity, too late, and I would be happy if it were the last. All I have left in my heart is absurd, and I step back, and I see a white line in the lips, and I look towards the true. “I stabbed you at night, but Yin can’t. If you want to kill me, you’ll have to be questioned. I’m sorry.
I stood up and wanted to film the ash on my body. How could I shoot the blood on my dress?
I was unconsciously touching my waist, and the Jade Dragon sword was gone, and my hands were dry and slimy.
And when the guard was going to take me, We put on the lewd ankles of the Mahjongh, which they had used against the sinners, and then they were sealed, walking like a knife. And a lamp came upon him in the night, and I was opened up for me in the chamber of the south.
The master of Nangen is a half-old Miss Seo, sitting on the top of his head and looking at me in cold eyes.
The real Jade is sitting next to her, crushing a pain. When the Peaks of the Mahjong have come out, it is rare for them to appear so well, but my master is not there, and he and my second brother have left for a month.
I fell down on my knees and entered the hall in silence by the men who had been called by the alarm, and I felt that what was under that silence was disgust and anger, which was meant to my husband. It is clear to all that the in-door pilfering is nothing more than a breach of the rules of the house and a breach of the rules of the house and of the spirit of the teacher’s love.
I was lying in front of a body, a canoe, white in color, a dead silence, and a circle of purple in my neck, strangled alive.
In the evening, he was sent to the drug-capture master of the third summit for treatment because of his injuries, and some of his students came up with a sword, and the sword of the Jade Dragon, which flows in radiant light, remained silent at the moment, and the blood on the top was solid, as if it were an inexhaustible sin. “The sword of the late master’s sister’s chest has been taken off, and the young carp master bears the sword. She was too wounded and unconscious. I’m sorry.
I have already stated once before that I saw Yingzhou different and followed him into the forbidden forest. When he was caught by magic, and his life was in danger, he came out to save him, but he did not know when he was in a state of terror, and he recognized the night as magic, and he stabbed her in the chest.
But the Lord of Nangen said that there was no magic on the scene and no one else, and that I was making it clear that the evidence was directed against me.
The only witness is still asleep at night, and I am only a man of my word today.
The Lord of Nangen asked: “Door close the third man, Juju?” I’m sorry.
I said, “Yes. I’m sorry.
“The sword in the chest is yours.” I’m sorry.
I said, “Yes. I’m sorry.
She asks again, “You hate that you’ve been picked up in the evenings by Yin Quan, and you’ve been dissatisfied with Yin Quan’s repeated provocations against you. I’m sorry.
I said, “Yes. I’m sorry.
I’m also a little surprised, I have a bit of a wet eyebrow, and it’s been so easy to hate these two words for so many years. I hate her for her talent, for her silence, for taking my carp. The years of depression in my heart have suddenly faded, as if I had figured out something and raised my head.
The Lord of Nangen closed his eyes, as if he were apprehensive, as if he were a repulsive, obscenity: “The bead, the same door, the broken bones, then the broken bones, and then the final execution, leaving it to the master to decide.” #Precise: YXA1DM9yA3C0D1wX6liZaZm
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
