How do you start with a story like, “This is my decade of death”?

How do you start with a story like, “This is my decade of death”? – What?

This is my tenth anniversary, and the eccentrics of the Vault always ask me how I died.

I’m really embarrassed to say that I’ve been “murdered.”

Yes, on the night of the cave, my husband-in-law stabbed me in the heart and gave me a break.

Qi Yu’s sword was too decisive for me to suffer.

I knew that he was ambitious and would not be willing to live the lives of ordinary people.

I hear he’s had a fairy binoculars since he was a child, and who thinks it’s to kill his wife?

That night he unmasked my cover and I watched him look ugly in his big red robe.

Zifu looked at me for a while, and suddenly he put a sword in my heart.

There’s lightning out there, a storm.

I looked down at that sword, and it was a little blurry.

Then I realized Qi Yubun was one of the fairies.

He’ll miss his training.

I don’t know.

I can’t live without his sword.

Today I am the most envious of jealous women in the whole sacred mountain.

Whosoever seeth I shall address with humility a soft fairy.

We are not envious when we sleep with the sword-bearer.

I’ve been here ten years, and the mountain watcher Zhang Zhang is helping me celebrate.

The news came out, and the hearts of the people of the Holy Mount were floating, hoping to please me.

I’m very stubborn, after all, I’m not as close to anyone as I am to the fairies.

“The fairies, I have given them three of the jade marrow, only that I may meet the Sword Lord under the peach tree. I’m sorry.

“The Fairy Fairy, look at me. Can you change the sword master’s shirt? I’m sorry.

“Don’t you think it’s too beautiful to be like my millennia of pharmacists? I’m sorry.

Listening to all the noises on the balcony, coming from all over to climb a gift for my festivities.

I’ve seen it with a little bit of a smile.

“We see the piety of all, and remember it in our eyes. Indeed, the swordsman remembers you in his heart, so I will ask the swordsman to come out and walk, so that the swordsman will be seen. I’m sorry.

That’s what I’m saying. Everybody cheers up.

Once the sword master had been sealed more than a hundred years ago, he rarely appeared.

He’s got a temperament. He doesn’t even have half a student.

As for the three…

Surely the ultimate cause of the sword is the heart of thousands of young girls because of his face, which has turned upside down.

“The hammer, out of the sword, will be punished for ten years in the cold hole. I’m sorry.

A cold voice came from behind me.

The men on the balcony bowed and cried to see the swordsman.

My smile hangs on my face, and my body swayes into a black sword.

I hate that name!

Who could think of a sword of his own?

Oh, and I, good or not, is the sword’s spirit.

I’ve spent most of my time in the sword’s den.

He said, “I have made the body of mortals a sword, and I fear I will not be able to resist the wrath of the hammer.”

It’s strange to say that the sword masters have forged a sword spirit of their own.

When the sword is made, it is said that the sword is made of iron and steel throughout the East Sea, and that it is made of the Punlai Islands.

Who would have thought that a sword made out of such a battle would be an iron sword?

White and cheap for me.

I’m not afraid of being my master.

Every word is about to punish me.

“Don’t forget those things! They’re all treasures!”

I didn’t look down on my little family, but I was able to get my things back to the sword.

He’s been sitting on a pedestal and looking at me.

I’ve been looking at him like that for a while.

He had a silver hair, a tan dress, a very cold and beautiful color.

Like a lotus in the mountains.

I tried to get him some tea and water in exchange for a chill.

Indeed, I cleaned up some of his groceries while he was locked up.

Such as sitting mattresses, used old pens, undressed robes.

As the only wise man in the whole sword, I deserve to be the master.

I took out a bunch of brand-new hammers to rub his leg and show him the right smile.

I finally got my hands on my head, and I was lazy.

He drank a cup of tea and took me to Lian Ji and kicked me.

And I reacted very quickly, and dragged him down with his sleeve.

He went to the surface of the water, and he knocked on me with a lotus.

I held his arms in his arms.

And lo! he shall recline there, and he shall say: Look at thee! The genres of the Back Mountain are more advanced than you, and good times are not used to practice, to put these tacky things to the ground. I’m sorry.

And he lays his hand upon it, and my private treasure falls before him.

Man’s soul is made to be a sword, and practice is useless.

The stronger I am.

With a hammer, I can borrow him.

Finally, the sword is in the man.

I’ve lived with him since that moment.

“Bitch! You’re trying to seduce my brother again! I’m sorry.

That sound, I’m so familiar.

The famous pharmacological repair of the sacred mountain – Kisakura.

She’s got an icy face. She’s a little angry.

She’s still a big sister.

That night, Qi Yu killed me with a hammer.

Give him this sword, it’s Kisaragi.

The hammer is a sword that can cut off cause and effect.

Kisakura, though beautiful, is not the greatest.

I look like her to eight, but I’ve got two more.

Look at her angry, I smile.

I held my last neck and kissed him gently on his cheek.

And I laughed at the Quisuri, when I looked upon my eyes, “Thank the fairies for urging Zifu to kill me that day, or there would not be a good day for me and the Sword Lord to live with.” I’m sorry.

Bitch! Bitch! But it was my brother’s kindness that kept him alive. I’m sorry.

Qi Sakura was so brazen, she was so mean, she was so mean. Let her admirer see it, Moe didn’t drop his chin.

I’ve been working on a water mirror, keeping it here, and I’ll be enjoying it with others.

The news from the outside world is that Kisaki and the two men are somewhat unhuman.

But on the night of my death, I saw Qi-sak-sik-sak-suk-suk-suk-suk-suk-suk-suk-suk-suk-suk-suk.

Ziyu put his sword into my heart, and the blood of the sword was soared, that he destroyed everything around him.

There was a storm, a storm, and Qi Yu was bleeding in the water.

If Kisaki hadn’t arrived in time, Qi Yu would have died under a hammer.

And that was the moment when I saw the moon coming from above.

He is not dusted, and all is so insolent, and none is but him.

The sword’s a little rejuvenating my soul and making me change.

And We saw from the water’s fuzzy surface that We were almost possessed.

The spirit of man cannot bear the hammer, or the ghost becomes a demon.

Finally standing in front of me, pale, looking very weak, I guess he was seriously injured.

He’s got his hands on the machine and he’s got a mouth full of blood in it.

I heard Qi Sakura screaming in despair.

Why? Why not her, not me! I’m sorry.

“Do I not see your heart? I’m sorry.

Brother, I beg you, do not make a covenant with her. I’m sorry.

The first time I saw her, I was so proud of her, she cried out of her stomach and the flowers.

And Zi Yu fell in her arms and she saved her life with Sendin.

I can’t help but think that one word of love is so wonderful.

Then I found out why Kisaki hated me so much that night and was so sorry for the sword.

He told me that 200 years ago he had finally returned from the realm of magic, and that he was still wounded.

And now, in order to make a deal with me, it’s almost half-decorated to cleanse the sword.

I thought it was wrong, even if the hammer didn’t give birth to the sword, it was a sword that was finally made by hand.

Why do you have to work so hard on your sword?

Stop talking and tell me a secret under my bribe.

It turns out the hammer is not a final sword.

I think of the past, but I think it’s too much to look at Qi Sakura.

Kisakura has to teach me how to kill.

Then he put her down with his hands, and said, “What are you doing here, Quisaki? I’m sorry.

Qi Sakura looks at the end of the day and shuts down the fire with a few murmurs: “It is natural to deliver you medicine.” I’m sorry.

“And Zi Yu, my brother, has come back to practice, and I hope that Zi Yu will not be embarrassed by Qi Yu, who is represented in Qi Yu’s medicine hole at the Swords of the Holy Mountain. I’m sorry.

The Swordsmen’s Assembly was the centenary of the sacrament of the world, and was finally the sword’s master 200 years ago, when it was held on the Mount of Heaven.

I just didn’t think it would be Zi Yu who represented Qi Yuan this time.

And I have not listened less to him for ten years, and none of the pharmacist holes is a fairy bone.

He was the heir of the medicine king, who cast his seal into the world in order to restore his heart. He wanted him to live and die.

And I, I’m his ally’s sharpener stone…

And when he looked at Quisaki and looked at me again, he said, “He is not worthy of me, but if he does not die himself, go!” I’m sorry.

“Thank you, sir! Qi Sakura is grateful to me for saying, “Oh, you’re nothing but a swordsman. I advise you not to think of anything else.” I’m sorry.

Sword spirit has no sex, no body, nothing but objects in the eyes of others.

But what others think doesn’t matter.

I kissed the horn of the kiss, and smiled, and asked the soft one, “Do I look at you as a sword spirit?” I’m sorry.

I was drenched in the water, and my eyes were blistered, and my face roses.

He finally grabbed my wrist and kept me out of trouble. He didn’t talk.

I came up and breathed in his ear: “Why are you so excited if you only think of me as a sword spirit? I’m sorry.

In the eyes of the world, the sword of the Lord is a sword, and the magic of the land will be a wonder.

All those little girls admired him and could say anything in private.

But when you see the end, you just look down and cry out for the last word: “I saw the swordsman.”

I’m different. He’s just an ordinary man in my eyes ever since I knew that I wanted to be.

The night he became the Sword Spirit, he finally made a deal with me, and at some point I found him a little bit of a god.

This man went crazy to hug me and kiss me.

Surely I am only a mortal without knowledge of him, and who will drive the sword to madness?

Kisakura looks like me. Maybe we’re just other people’s doubles?

Love, love, love, love, love, love.

Life must be happy, no matter who he is.

All I know is that I am the one who really owns him.

And We set down a little fire, and set down this sword above the earth.

And he looked at me in silence, and the fire in his eyes was a parable.

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His eyes are always dark and cold, and he is now full of love, all of it.

“And finally, look at you. I paint his throat, and I smile, “But I just like the way you fall into the world.” I’m sorry.

Ten years of bonding, and when his heart was in turmoil, I was always in touch with his God.

Now, he’s all over me.

It finally sealed the Lotus pond with magic, and didn’t show the view.

He’s always got a strong grip, and he’s never gonna fuck with me again the last time he almost got hit by a little ogre at night.

If Kisaki knew, he’d kill me on the spot.

But I really want to tell her it’s nothing.

Because 10 years ago, the night we made the contract, I took the last Yuanyang.

The month of January has passed, and the mighty Assembly of Swords has opened a curtain in the Holy Mount of the Dome, with the participation of all the people.

At the end of the day, he was given the task of evaluating young talent at the General Assembly.

If he can be sure, he has to walk his tail.

The little wretch raced out with me, and I picked the little ginseng to follow.

It was so cute when it hit red shirts with two braids.

And finally we both saw, saying, “It has been potion for thousands of years, and beware of being cooked.” I’m sorry.

And We said: “Whosoever eats it, I will cut it off.” I’m sorry.

Listen to this, little ginseng. Straighten his chest and get up.

Who would have thought it would be in the end?

Listen on the balcony, people come, students greet the eight guests.

I went out to talk to people and sat around eating grapes.

I almost fell asleep when the ginseng came to my hair.

“Whose little wretch is this? I’m sorry.

I’ve heard an annoying noise, and it’s so loud that I recognize her as the little Princess of Phoenix.

The little man looked at me with tears, and looked at me and cried, “The fairies.” I’m sorry.

It’s the most painful little creature in the whole holy mountain.

It’s not like you’re gonna cry when you get some ginseng.

And I stood up and went and laughed at him: “Whose bald phoenix is this? I have come forth with a stone.” I’m sorry.

What a dog with no long-eyed eyes.

I didn’t know anyone was so ashamed of her.

She was trying to do it, but she was stopped.

“Song Lok, you and I are already 10 years old and I will be engaged to each other. I’m sorry.

There was a man behind her.

I look at it in detail, and I almost didn’t recognize Zi Yu, the man who stabbed me 10 years ago, in his robe.

Just… haunting him?

Is he blind?

He does?

I watched him shake his head: “You two are a perfect couple.” I’m sorry.

“You’re not a human being.” I’m sorry.

And I said, “The rooster and the bald phoenix are one and the same. I wish you two a hundred years of happiness.” I’m sorry.

Qi Yu, who was so stylish, was surprised to see me be so indifferent to him, as if I should have remembered him.

“Who do you think you are, and dare to smite me so?” I’m sorry.

I’ve come up with the spirit, and I’m on my head, “Small ginseng, tell her who I am! I’m sorry.

Little ginseng was a bit shy and shouted, “She’s a loving, flowering, tender and beautiful, and the world’s unblemished soft fairies!” I’m sorry.

I applaud, “Okay! Next time you and Sword Master will reward the moon. I’m sorry.

Little ginseng cheers immediately.

I can’t believe that I’m more angry than I was before. I’m sorry.

“She’s a swordsman. Why not? I’m sorry.

A cold voice came and quieted around.

I turned my head and I saw it coming through the crowd, and everyone looked up and called — and met the swordsman.

And hold my hand in the end, and say not: “It is you who is worthy of scolding her. I’m sorry.

In the middle of the month, he looked pale.

Zifu was busy saying, “Swordsman, you misunderstood, she was soft…”

A bang…

A loud slap in the face.

“What do you call me?” I’m sorry.

He’s been screaming like that ten years ago.

His eyes are complex, and he is filled with anger in the face of my face, and he also seems to have a blemish.

Some men, just so cheap.

When you have it, you don’t treasure it, and when you lose it you feel you belong to yourself.

There’s no such thing!

This slap of mine is a disgrace to the drug king’s hole and the Phoenix Hills, and Qi Yu is standing in the ground, and the phoenix is fighting for justice.

Then he turned away from all this, and helped me to rub my hand, and lamented me: “What are you doing with his face, and your hands are white and dirty? What’s the use of ginseng? It’s not magic. I’m sorry.

Little ginseng is shamed.

I wonder if it’s spitting.

It’s a good one, it’s a good one.

This episode came to an end, and I felt far too hot for Zi Yu to burn me.

Indeed, after several quid pro quo, he came to me with a sword to challenge me.

Looks like the slap I hit collapsed inside the medicine hole.

He’s looking for a good chance to humiliate me.

Naturally, I can’t refuse, I can’t intervene, and why should I refuse? Since that slap wasn’t enough, I’ll play with him.

And We were dressed in plain sight.

When I shake the golden steps of my head, the bracelets on my hands, and the ornaments on my sleeves, Qi Yu became impatient.

He said, “It is not fairies who are afraid, and I hear that you can borrow the sword master to make it right. I’m sorry.

If I lose and he humiliates me, it’s humiliating.

If I win, he’ll say he’s invincible.

Ten years gone, he’s a bitch!

I cast my sword and laughed, “When Qi Yu dies, tell me I’m sorry.” I’m sorry.

Zifu believed in himself: “You are vulnerable without the Lord of Swords.” I’m sorry.

“Oh, yeah?”

My voice is down, Zi Yu has been stepped on my feet.

I admired the way he spitted blood, stomped a little and crushed his fairy bones an inch.

And before he fainted, I laughed in his ear: Zifu, I was too lazy to deal with you, but you had to go up and die, and without a fairy bone, you would be a mortal. And I’m the man who envies the soft fairies. I’m sorry.

I heard Kisaragira shout out in fear: “Somru, dare you!” I’m sorry.

What am I afraid of?

I turned my head and smiled a little bit at her and hit her in the heart.

I didn’t think Qi Yu would blow me off with a powerful light.

I didn’t fall on the ground, I was raised. In his arms, he fell asleep in the eyes of his hatred for iron and steel: “Oh, the king of medicine saved Qi Yu’s life and laid down this blood, but Qi Yu’s bones must be broken. I’m sorry.

It’s just that it’s too hard to fix it for me.

A few days after I woke up, I learned that Qi Yu had broken his crumbs, but the medicine king did his best to save his life.

I learned about this, a little regret, but nothing else.

My little man listened and whispered that he had spitted on Zifu.

I heard its hint, and it was an opportunity to remember the moon with the swordsman.

I also heard from her what happened after I passed out.

The medicine king put pressure on the people to hand me over and execute me.

In the end, he said, “If Zifu wants to kill my sword, can she wait to die? It’s not as good as a man. I’m sorry.

He had a hammer in his hand, crushing everyone, and said, “When he touched Songrou’s hair, I flattened the king’s hole. I’m sorry.

And it outraged the people and asked him whether he was going to be an enemy of the world.

It’s like he’s crazy and he’s laughing. I only hate 200 years late! I’m sorry.

He said that, he wouldn’t dare say it, but he couldn’t do it.

It is only by mediating the elders of the sacred mountain that the situation will calm down.

I’m so excited.

“The day when the sword lord was born, he was in his garments and a black sword, he could not take any further. I’m sorry.

“If one day a man does this for me, I will give him everything. I’m sorry.

It was displeased that I did not respond, and said, “Why do you not speak, fairies? This flower is no better than the swordsman. I’m sorry.

I’m holding a mountain flower, smelling.

The fragrance of the fragrance came to me for a moment.

For ten years, I finally smelled flowers again.

Kenshin, no sense of smell, taste.

All my life is nothing but a piece.

I raised my hand and looked at the cyan vessels, the white skin.

Ah, this long-defeated flesh, I’d like to find it and do something that’s not humane.

For the last 10 years, I’ve had enough of God-to-God.

It’s a matter of spirituality.

Kisakura came in and said, “Senior, you stole the girl’s mud, and the sky pool recreated the body.” He was punished by a teacher and tortured in an iceberg. If it wasn’t for you, he wouldn’t have done anything stupid for you! I’m sorry.

I’m in a lot of trouble.

I don’t care what doubles don’t.

Can’t this life be fake?

Since Kisaki said so, I have to act.

It would seem I’m too unsatisfied with the swordsman.

I strangled myself and the tear-breathing bitch said, “You’re full of shit! Don’t try to distract me from the swordsmen! I’m sorry.

Qi Sakura threw out a glass of water and said, “Look carefully and let your heart die.” I’m sorry.

I can’t do this anymore. Kisaki is forcing me to leave.

I’m giving little people a look right now.

It’ll mean, uh, thud, sip the water mirror.

I dragged him away, and ran, and wept: “The swordsman! I have come to you! You have suffered for me!” I’m sorry.

All the time, the whole sword is my cry.

The genie preached all over me, and the soft fairies entered the world with the spirit, and they built it.

The soft fairies have deep roots in their love for the sword and will be punished with it.

Of course, I let them pass, and I am not now the ultimate swordsman, and I am in a very poor position.

I’ve been with you for 10 years.

Dows are better than swordsmen!

I was determined to go to the glaciers, and as soon as I reached the border, I went to freeze.

The glaciers are the place of punishment on the Holy Mount, and I first came.

I’m a little chilly, but I know I can’t back off at this moment.

There is nothing to go back, nothing more.

A qualified Licking Dog with no fear.

When I bit my teeth, I cried, “Sword Master!” I’m coming with you!”

I saw the moment of my last breath.

His limbs were crucified on the glacier, without the strength to protect him and his skin was blue.

And he saw me, and said, “What are you doing here? Get out of here! I’m sorry.

I said with sorrow and sorrow: “The swordsman has made my soul miserable to save me from this punishment. I’m sorry.

And when I saw my face, I laughed, “You’re still crying, and you seem to be doing well.” Leave, it’s not good for you. I’m sorry.

He was dressed in white, but his eyes were dark as usual.

Those eyes, they’re all me.

I can’t cry, but I’m sorry.

The young man, the Zorgian, cried more than I, saying: “How can the clouds and the fairies endure when the swordsman has been punished here for the day of the seventy-seven forty-nine? Fairy, find a way to save him. I’m sorry.

It’s crying so deeply, but it’s like I’m crying.

I rubbed my tears, touched the glacier, and I felt cold.

How? Do you really want me to nail him to a glacier?

“Sword Master, wait for me to save you!”

I turned around and left.

Out of the glacier, I drank two cups of hot tea to slow down.

The little ginseng has been crying and crying to save the sword.

I went to the Mountain Watch to find the guillotine, and it was forced by me to tell me a way.

I’m going to call on 3,000 of my men to kill Jing-Ling.

The clouds and the old man sit here every day, without interruption.

I’ll put a chair in my chair and a cup of tea.

I was high on a melon with grace, and by one order, “Cry! I’m sorry.

In the middle of the day, the 3,000 Odds cried.

I pointed them: Cry out, cry out of rhythm, cry out of beauty! I’m sorry.

Just after a melon, clouds and fairies appeared.

He swayed the dust and scolded him, saying, “How can he block the world when he has made a terrible mistake and has not punished him?” I’m sorry.

And I laughed, “Fine God, you have to do it.” I’m sorry.

And the clouds and the heaven said: He is for thee, and thou canst laugh! I told him not to do it alone, but now he’s half-decorated, and his fairy bones are broken, and it’s hard to find a way! I’m sorry.

“Why does the swordsman want to be punished for me? I ask you the opposite.

I choked on the clouds and the fairies and took a closer look at me and asked: “Are you sure you don’t know?” I’m sorry.

I laughed and said, “Cry! I’m sorry.

The little wretch made him cry.

The clouds and the fairies will blow their beards and stare at them: “Get the hell out of here! I’m sorry.

He opened the glacial seal and released it.

Finally, we’ve done a great job, and he’s going to reward the little freaks.

I knew it would be bad as soon as it got out.

Eleven.

I promised too many little freaks in the daytime, and they’re making a scene.

They were given a few days’ rest, and they were summoned to the pavilion.

“Alas, I dare not. I’m sorry.

“You go, you don’t love the swordsman. I’m sorry.

“I’m not going. You’ve painted the swordsman in private. I’m sorry.

One push, one fight.

In private, a dog has guts.

It’s real. It’s all over.

I feel like they’re not sulking, and they’re angry: “Look who’s got the best gift, let her go!” I’m sorry.

“Golden, come up! I’m sorry.

“Golden, speak out what you want most from the swordsman. I’m staring at it.

“I’m afraid.” I’m sorry.

I took a look at the brochure, and it stopped.

I looked her up and down, and I said, “What are you?” I’m sorry.

She had a red face: “Spring Miyagi, the map of spring.” I’m sorry.

I’m stupid.

It’s only 300 years ago that there was a fairy man with a pixie pen.

This map is out there, it’s well known.

And the sun and the night of the sun are filled with light.

And We turned my head and looked towards it, and he sat uprightly on the lard table, looking at Us.

On the other side, the other weird look at me.

I have put out the harsh words to achieve all their aspirations.

“How dare you! “I’ll show you! I’m sorry.

All of a sudden, my eyes were on me.

“Don’t be shy in front of these little wretch, or no one will ever be kind to you.” I’m sorry.

I had four big words in my head.

“I was supposed to pay you back this time. I’m sorry.

And then all of a sudden, he just got up and looked at the little weirdo.

I can feel the light coming out of their eyes.

Kim Yu-Lao was even more active and immediately took over the booklet and ended it.

Smiling and laughing.

He smiled, the sun and the moon were dark and the little wretch took a breath.

I finally bit a grape and came to feed me.

I’m madly trying to hide, and I don’t want to lose face in front of them.

He pressed my shoulder and he came around.

That’s it. We ate a grape.

“Ah, aah, aah, aah, aah! Look at that. I’m sorry.

“Go, go, go, go, go. I’m sorry.

“Can you spit, spit, spit. I’m sorry.

It’s all red and its hair is on fire.

The little wretch freaks panic and spit on it.

Or did the hysteria hit it fast and choked it off?

And the platitudes of the gold and the twilight and the twilight of the sun rise.

In a moment, the huge paper was in everyone’s view.

I can’t believe it’s me!

And most of all, this painting is moving…

I’ve heard about this nonsense all over the five mountains, and I’m about to say something and I’m going to marry.

When I heard the news, I was listening to the balcony watching the little freaks sing.

And with sugar cane on his face, he grieved: “Do not accept to marry him.” I’m sorry.

I wonder, “The sword master is a good man in the world. I’m sorry.

What else do you want to say?

I strangled him in the ear and I said, “No wonder I don’t deserve him.” I’m sorry.

He’s shaking his head.

I filmed his big head and laughed, “You get ready too. I’m sorry.

I haven’t seen him for two months in a row since the glacier finally came out.

And whether the clouds or the fairies were of those who were in distress, they brought him to the Qingent, to heal him.

At night I sat alone on the balcony and watched the clouds roll in the moon.

Moonlight solo, starlight.

And when a thousand bright lights passed over the hill, the whole balcony was lit.

Those lights are in the air, and each of them has a beautiful map.

The beauty of the light is in all colours, in all forms and in all forms, and in all forms.

She is either a sword-bearer, or a mirror eyebrow, or a lively one.

Thousands of lights, as if they painted the woman ‘ s daily lives.

The flute rings, and finally it blows, and the moon comes.

He’s dressed up today, in white, as if he were a fairy.

At the end of the song, he stood before me and extended his hand.

Then he looked at me, and said, ‘Marry to me, Song.’ I’m sorry.

For the first time in 10 years, he called me by my name.

I just walked over, my hands around his neck and kissed his lips.

After a ridiculous night, I finally fell asleep.

I put on a robe and drank a pot of wine.

Those lights are still hanging in the air. They’re beautiful.

I saw Kisakura standing not far away, and she sheds tears and despair.

Qiuri looked at me and said, “How many days and nights did he draw each of them?” Song Soon, you have her name and her face. Now I don’t know if I should envy you or pity you. I’m sorry.

I gave her a glass of wine, and I laughed, “Remember to drink my wine.” I’m sorry.

And Quisaki was suddenly angry, saying: “Sun Joo, will I ask you whether you love your brother or do you love what he has brought you?” I’m sorry.

I said with all my shame, “Nature is all love.” I’m sorry.

On the day I finally got married, there were people watching.

The crane leads the way, the flowers continue, the cactus.

And the whole Mount of the Divine is filled with joy and joy.

Everyone thought that such an amazing talent was destined to live with a sword.

Whosoever wishes to turn around and marry a mortal who enters the way of the Spirit,

I’ve heard a lot about me, and in the end, I’m climbing.

It’s just that the gossips of the past are still in my ear, and then I get angry, and I never heard them again.

Finally, this man said nothing to me.

My 3,000 little wretches have helped me prepare my gift.

I kept them in the back of the hill, and they weren’t allowed to come to the wedding, and they cried their guts out.

Guests and guests in the main room are waiting for new arrivals.

Naturally, it’s time to meet me.

I just told him to wait. I’m gonna surprise him.

The people of Phoenix are outraged: “Who gave her so much to wait for so many of us?” I’m sorry.

I walked in with a phoenix, and I laughed, “The bald phoenix still stinks. I’m sorry.

The family of Phoenix is angry: “You speak to my husband like this.” I’m sorry.

I raised my hand and threw him on the floor.

He tried to resist, but found himself in a state of shock.

The rest of the population also found themselves unable to use their power to riot.

“What’s going on? I’m sorry.

“Someone has laid down the law and is confined here! I’m sorry.

“I can’t crack it. Is this a trap? I’m sorry.

There was a great noise in the hall, but We were not able to take care of them, and their hearts were drawn to the end.

It’s a wonderful day, I didn’t think he looked so good in red.

He looked at me, and it was so deep that I couldn’t forget.

I went over there and took out a hammer to open his heart.

I’m gonna spit a sip of blood, and I’m not gonna step back.

He said, “Somero, are you awake? I’m sorry.

I laughed, “Well, it’s been a while. This isn’t just about to get back in power. Finally, you see, whenever I think about you, I’m sorry.

And he said, “There is no wonder that you were born to cut off my arm because of the pain in your heart. I’m sorry.

I took the sword, and I appreciated his weakness, and I laughed: “A long time ago, I forgot, but when I saw you, I remembered. Yeah, it hurt so much. I’m sorry.

Qi Sakura came up and said, “Why did you use the hammer?” How could you put yourself in a trap without anyone knowing? It’s ancient law. It’s long gone. I’m sorry.

I laughed, “The hammer was my sword. Why can’t I use it?” My beast is the gatekeeper of the Mount of the Divine, and it lays down its course with no surprise. As far as it’s concerned… it’s because I’ve been dead for 200 years, and no one knows. I’m sorry.

Kisakura wanted to hold her to the end, and I kicked her in the face, and I did it.

I went to see the bald old phoenix and cut off his arm with a sword.

He cried out with fear: “It is you! You are raised up! I’m sorry.

“Who is she? How dare you! I’m sorry.

“Get us out of here! Otherwise nobody can save you. I’m sorry.

Some of them are still yelling, and others who recognize me are silent.

Even the bald old phoenix, to whom I had cut off an arm, looked at me with bitterness, and said nothing more.

And We lazily cried out, “Tell them who I am.” I’m sorry.

“Man is in love, flowers are in bloom, and the power of power is great, and the heaven, the Lord of the Spirit, is sent down. I’m sorry.

I’m happy to nod my head and take a picture of his big tiger’s head. I’m sorry.

The clouds and the old man scratched their heads and stood up with a sad face, saying, “We owe you, how do you end up?” I’m sorry.

It’s hard for me.

I was in a bit of trouble, and I stabbed him with a sword, and I asked him, “This is our wedding day, after all. What should I do?” I’m sorry.

“The people who were trapped and killed her were killed. * And then I threw up a sip of blood, and it looked like it was crashing *

That’s what he said. The bald phoenix is the first to run.

I cut a sword with my hand and he broke his legs.

I was like, “As old as you are, you were the one who joined the mob to kill me. I’m sorry.

The bald, old phoenix was reluctant to shout, “It’s not as if you’ve fallen in love and given us a human heart to take advantage of it.” I’m sorry.

I am a wood-builder, born of wisdom, by the power of the heavens and the earth.

And many of the grotesque of the 100,000 mountains, We have cast light upon them, and called them Our Lord.

The plume is unheard, born empty.

When you have a heart, when you have a heart, you’ll lose it.

Now think about it, it’s God telling me not to have love, nothing.

The sword is next to the Mount of Spirits. I was born with wisdom, and I was already known.

He was calm and came to the Mount of Spirit to practice his sword, and then he slept on my leaves.

And I was naughty, and I liked to swing the branches and throw him away.

When I was a human being, he always grabbed me to read and write.

I was not impatient to learn those things, but he lamented: “Aw, you are the Lord of the Spirit, and lead by example to the grotesque of the 100,000 mountains. If you don’t know how to make decisions in future. Building wood is the tree of the gods, and taking your body’s medicine will lead to life. You have never come out of the Mount of Spirits, and you do not know what is wrong in people’s hearts. I’m sorry.

I understand, but I read with him and wandered around.

It’s just that the more I grow up, the weirder I end up with.

And We remembered the night when We sat with him in the sea of the clouds and saw the moon.

I asked him, “What are you talking about? I’m sorry.

He couldn’t answer, but he grabbed me and bit my lips.

It’s a feeling that’s never been felt before, and it’s entangled in lips, and it’s scary.

I leaned in his arms and held his hand in my arms.

And I said with joy, “Ah, listen, I have heart.” I’m sorry.

And finally taught me love and gave me heart.

And this heart, finally, was cut by him.

When I made him a sword of steel with my own.

A hammer can break all laws and cut everything.

Ridiculously, I’ve cut my heart and sealed the door to magic with my sword.

He did nothing but make a name for himself, and my soul fell apart.

And I remember the past, and I say, “Now that you have said, “If you are going to kill me, then do it.” Mount Phoenix, the Lotus Cave, and the Fusun Cave. I will die in torment for those who fight, and I want their children to be my slaves! I’m sorry.

Qi Sakura was the first to cry: “Song Lok, you are going to make a big name for your brother!” Why not? I’m sorry.

“It really upsets me. I said, “When your brother kills someone, I’ll let him be with you day and day. Now cry and you’ll have to thank me. I’m sorry.

Finally, he kneeled before me on one knee and kissed my hand, saying, “I am no longer the lord of the sword.” And We were driven by the Spirit, and We were slaved to the right hand, so do not be afraid. I’m sorry.

His heart was bleeding and his lips were not even warm.

And for two hundred years of Our souls, the Mount of the Spirit was self-proclaimed, and the 100,000 mountains around it fell asleep.

The construction of wood is so high that it is dark that it cannot communicate the power of the heavens and the earth.

I stood in the clouds, looking at everything that was asleep, and my heart was full of blame.

If it wasn’t for me, I wouldn’t have brought them in.

And when it became clear to me, it comforted me: “The Mount of Spirit is sealed after you have fallen asleep.” And many of the ogres who depend on you have been brought to the swords, and I have watched them, and they have not been bullied. They just lost your energy, they lost their memory, and they’ve been a little silly for two centuries. I’m sorry.

And I step into the Mount of Spirits, and in the middle of it the spirit of the heavens and the earth was brought.

All things recover, they compete, and a thousand birds come to worship.

The strange ones who fell asleep came from all sides to worship me.

Three thousand little freaks, understand for a moment, remember the past.

They started crying again, almost flooding the Mount of the Spirit.

Little ginseng cried with my leg: “God, you’re awake! When you were asleep, we almost died. The sword master passed through the Seal and brought us to the sword’s palace. I’m sorry.

And finally, he was able to enter and leave the Mount because he had a hammer, which was made out of my own branch and a key to the Mountain.

We said: “Thou shalt do all in two hundred years to repair your soul, and every time you go out, you come back hurt.” He was wounded by an east sea monster in order to pick up a light. He sends you into the mortal body, watching you live with Zifu, and every time he comes back he sits dead until dawn. I’m sorry.

“The Mount of the Spirit is in vain, and we can no longer spend as we used to. I ignored the words of the hyena, and I tried hard to say, “Then let’s get to work, or the enemy will do it, and we’ll have to do it. I’m sorry.

Those people killed me to kill me, and how many genres killed me.

If I listen and make them work, will I survive?

I returned to the 10th Day of the Mount of Spirit, and finally killed the last.

Eighteen of those who surrounded me in that year were among the reputed healers.

And finally, he appeared before me in blood, and his weak saying: “I am not ashamed of it.” I’m sorry.

From now on, he is no longer the swordsman, but my slave.

I dreamt the day of my heart’s being cut, it was a robbery, and it was mine.

For a thousand years now, the door to magic is always a dead and dead.

Finally, the South China Sea figure out that the door to the magic field will be in the Mountain of Spirits, and he will be with me in the early stages of his defence.

That’s when I gave those men access to the Mount.

I don’t know when they were born with a different heart, trying to claim the Mount of Spirit.

It may be to see the unending treasure of genius, or to know that the spirit of the Mountain never runs out.

Or maybe they know I’m made of wood, and I can communicate with God.

And he said, “It is not for you to tell them to communicate with God. I’m sorry.

Then I did not understand the greed of man, but only wanted to go with them, and to resist the present.

Eating the wood will last forever, and the old men who live close to the age are crazy.

Led by a bald, old phoenix, a group of dying men tried to kill me.

And I told them that, in the end, We had a way to move the door of the realm out of the Mountain of Spirits.

It’s only then that the repairers will cooperate with me, and they’ll be trapped, and they won’t be able to cross the gates of the realm.

And he said: Then move to the depths of the east sea, and then I shall go with you. I’m sorry.

I’ll send the Zen to the East Sea Quarter.

And We whispered: “The heart of wood can seal the door for ever, and a thousand years can be broken.” I’m sorry.

And finally, the face was very harsh, and he asked me never to tell anyone.

It was the first time that I saw fear on my last face, and he was very upset, hugged and kissed.

And he said, “I am weak, and I fear I will not be able to protect you one day.” I’m sorry.

I did not think that I would say, “No one can hurt me as long as I am in Mount Spirit.” I’m sorry.

The gate of the magic was indeed in Mount Spirit, and We sealed it in its own form, and moved it into the depths of the East Sea.

It has already been laid down, and it has locked the heavens and the earth around it.

The magic went through the door and we killed each other.

That night, the sky and the earth were lost, and the sea was red.

The door to the magic is getting smaller and the magic is getting weaker.

I left the Mountain too long, a bit weak.

When those people trapped me, I could hardly resist.

The bald, old phoenix looked at me with greed: “The fruit of wood-building, eats as much as the heavens and earth.” That’s why you’re out of your mind. Today, you die. I’m sorry.

I was so delirious when they inhaled me.

All I remember was holding me and opening my heart with a hammer.

It hurts so much I almost want to die on the spot.

He was still shaking, and he kissed me on the cheek, and cold tears fell on my face.

I have lost my sense of pain and only heard the sound of his wailing.

“Aro, go to sleep, everything will be fine. I’m sorry.

I woke up and finally became the master of the sword.

He can kill those who were trapped and killed only half-wielding, and can be seen to be very deep.

Now he has the ability to protect me, and I don’t like him anymore.

I don’t like him. I see him as much as the grass on the side of the road.

I wouldn’t have slept with him for 10 years if it wasn’t for the restoration.

The little ginseng came in crying, and he couldn’t say anything.

I got a headache from it, and I grabbed it and made it stop crying.

“The sword is mostly dead.” I’m sorry.

“No, the sword master is dead. I’m sorry.

And he fell asleep in Our own body, surrounded by the trees, and surrounded him.

When I passed, 3,000 of them stood beside him, crying in silence.

They’ve taken care of them for over 200 years, and they’re very emotional with him.

He probably knows he’s dying. He’s dressed very well today.

And lay there in my beloved garments, silently.

And I looked at him and said, “What are you crying about? I’m sorry.

“He’s gathered for you, he’s been badly wounded all these years, and later, he’s hurt the fairy bones by stealing the mud.” The serious injuries caused by the killing of the bandits were aggravated. In Lingshan these days, blood is spitting every day. I’m going to cut him off and he won’t. When I found him this morning, I found him lying here without breath. I’m sorry.

He’s making the weird guys feel even more sad, crying.

“God of the Spirit, save him.” I’m sorry.

“The sword master is very poor, and he has not slept for two hundred years. I’m sorry.

“Yes, yes, he drew a lantern every day, and looked at the Mount of Spirits at night and night, and looked to Him for you to wake up.” I’m sorry.

I think they’re noisy, and they say, “Okay, I’ll try. I’m sorry.

And We have gathered with it the last soul, and the heavens and the earth flow with their souls.

At that moment, he woke up.

I finally got half my heart cut with a hammer.

I’m now connected to his veins and I can’t escape for a while.

And I said, “At last, you pretend to be dead.” I’m sorry.

And hold me fast and fast: ‘Aw, I will give you half of my heart, but love me again.’ I can’t live without your love. I’m sorry.

And he said that, and the tears fell on my neck.

We said, “Why don’t you just die?” I’m sorry.

And he said, “I fear that after my death, you will give your heart to the life of one another and forget me from now on.” I’m sorry.

The heart beats on my chest, and the strange emotion of a moment is raging in my limbs.

I can’t take it. I passed out.

And it was said, “This is how we think of the guillotine, lest she wake up in a rage. I’m sorry.

The little man came up with a plan, and said, “Oh, don’t be ridiculous. We are indeed the swordsmen who die, so we cry. I’m sorry.

With a half heart, I knew how he had spent two hundred years.

The Japanese army gave up to run the trap for me.

The Door of the Door of the Spectrum is free and running.

The clouds and the fairies joined together the others, and were born against the door.

And when the gate is opened in the heavens, there shall be no one left behind.

He eventually killed a monster and came back to me, and he saw those people trapping me.

He almost went crazy on the spot and killed many people and saved me.

At that time, I was distilled and my limbs turned into wood.

“What do we do, what do we do, the spirit is dead.” I’m sorry.

“She will not die.” I’m sorry.

He’s determined to cut my heart. It’s been over a couple of minutes.

I don’t know what he’s thinking, but it hurts so bad.

I was in a coma, woken up by a heart attack and broke his arm.

And with my heart, the door of the magic is sealed forever.

He brought my body back to the Mount of Spirits, and I took root in a moment.

It was only then when my soul was scattered, and the Mount of the Spirit was self-proclaimed, and everything was asleep.

And finally he returns to the Holy Mountain of the Vault of Heaven, and lays down a counter-arranged method to carry the spirit of the Holy Mountain with its veins.

If there is no way to send a pyramid, everything that sleeps will die sooner or later.

He was accused of this act by the Holy Mountain.

“The Spirit sacrificed himself to save her life, and we should have done something for her.” I’m sorry.

Those spirits, keep me alive.

I’m going to read the secret book and fix nine dead swords.

But for a few hundred years, he was a great swordsman who could be decapitated.

On the Day of Sword, he entered the Mount of Spirit.

And finally hold my own body, madly hurting myself.

He broke the hand that cut my heart over and over and over and over and over again.

He opened his veins and watered me with blood.

Then he cried out in pain: “Aw, I beg you, do not forget me when you wake up. I’m sorry.

I was curious to know what it would be like to build wood without heart.

And We told him, naïvely, that he would not die, but that he would forget all that he had. It’s okay. If you fall in love with another person, you’ll be reborn. I’m sorry.

And it was not for me that the heart was born because of it, but I did not think: “It is so good that if it is not for anyone, it will be reborn, and none of the world will be burdened by love. I’m sorry.

I was so angry with you.

Finally, he traveled all over the sea to find the lamp, burning it with his heart on a daily basis.

My soul was too weak, and he sent me into the body of a mortal.

And I grew up in the world for more than a decade, and he stood by me every day.

Until I became one of my friends, and he didn’t expect it, and I was a sword in my heart.

He had no choice but to make me the instrument of the hammer and the spirit of my soul.

And the Holy Spirit, whom We raised by birth, would have been assimilated to the heavens and the earth without them.

It’s a good thing the hammer was made by me.

He’s so happy that I’m on the day of Finals.

When he woke up, he ran to the Mount of Spirits, shouting around my body.

It took him a while to calm down, and then watered me with blood.

And he said, “Aw, Aow, do not forget me, and do not forget me. Otherwise…”

Otherwise what he didn’t say.

But I sensed his mood, as if he was going to be possessed.

Every time he turns his back on me, he goes to the Mount of Psychics and scolds me.

“Aro, I’m afraid you’ll wake up to blame Memong. I’m sorry.

“But I can’t hold you in my arms like that. I’m sorry.

“Aw, Aow, take advantage of my spirit, and I look forward to your early awakening.” I’m sorry.

Turns out that We drew from him his spirit and his spirit, by double work, and he knew.

This time he didn’t bleed me before he left, and my leaves got him.

I’m so happy I almost forgot to feed my body.

He said to himself, “You have not lied to me, you have eaten my blood, and you will recognize me.” I’m sorry.

No wonder I woke up and didn’t forget the end; he was the one who raised me with blood every day.

When I woke up, he knew.

And the clouds and the Qur’an urged him not to marry me, and he said, “Son Zhu has been poured out of your blood, and has given birth to a few demons, and has changed greatly.” She has to get revenge. I’m sorry.

And he said: Master! stop me and not her. On that day I was her butcher. She was born a Holy Spirit, and if she had the cause and consequence of human life, she would have fallen into the realm of demons. I’m sorry.

He went back to his bedroom and carefully organized the red robes he was wearing.

And at that time, I was conspiring with Zilong.

He took his sword and killed everyone who was trapped and killed me.

Qi Sakura cried and asked him: “Sama, you really want to be a monster for her. I’m sorry.

“If it had not been for two hundred years, I would have given her life, and I would have killed them to death.” They should thank Aroo for his 200 years. I’m sorry.

I watched him get more and more bruises and blood.

And We cried out to him, “Enough is enough.” I’m sorry.

Twenty-one.

And when I was seven years old, the master said, “I was born for Sworddo.”

I have no other hobby than to practice swords.

When I was 15 years old, my sister and sister got more and more.

Especially Qi Sakura, who came to see me almost daily.

I’m tired of hiding in the Mount of Spirits.

The Mount of Spirits, with a giant tree, sheltering the strange ones.

I’m tired and I rest in a tree, and it throws me out on purpose to scare me.

I made it look like I was panicking, causing it to tremble, as if I were happy.

I read to him sometimes, and it came late, and it beat me with a stick.

It’s been that way for ten years.

One time I went down to practice and came back two months later.

I went into the Mount of Spirits and made fun of it, but it didn’t reach out to me.

And then I got scared and thought it was being pulled.

It’s been half a day since the head came out of the tree.

“At last, I’ve fixed myself. How does that look? I’m sorry.

Quisaku saw her later and asked me why I didn’t look at her so much because she looked like Arou.

But I’ve been thinking about them for half a day, and I don’t know what they look like.

Maybe that’s when I got excited about Aru.

She was hiding behind the leaves, she had hair and looked me in the eye.

She was so tender, she saw my heart beating.

I couldn’t talk at all. She came out of the tree.

Look at this. I’ll take off my robe and wrap her up.

She’s a human being, 16, 7-year-old girl, and she’s just not human.

She named herself Song Soon, saying that it was the name of her favorite wordbook hostess.

A Zoan’s nature is so lively, he’s always playing around with the genie of the Mountain.

It’s her territory.

When she had a person, she did not often stay at the Mount of Spirit.

I’ve been here ten times, and I haven’t met her in seven or eight times, and only the beast holds her own.

I was in a bad mood.

And We said, “The Lord of the Spirit has taken the ginseng and the serpent to the earth, and has said, “Look at what mortals say about love.” Don’t come back these days. She won’t come back soon. I’m sorry.

I said, “What can I see? She’s made of wood, she’s born without heart and she doesn’t talk about love.” I’m sorry.

He said, “If we had learned love, we would have come forward.” Maybe she’s in the middle of the day, and she’s met someone she’s meant to be. I’m sorry.

I did not know what I was thinking at the time and immediately went to the square to bring her back and force her to stay at the Mount of Spirit.

And I taught her in a state of confusion: “Awu, you are the Lord of the Spirit, and lead by example to the strange people of the 100,000 mountains. If you don’t know how to make decisions in future. Building wood is the tree of the gods, and taking your body’s medicine will lead to life. You have never come out of the Mount of Spirits, and you do not know what is wrong in people’s hearts. I’m sorry.

She disputed that she had been at the Mount of Spirits and that she had seen.

We threatened her: “Then I shall not come to you, and go to the earth and play.” I’m sorry.

She’s really close to me all day.

I taught her to read and read, and I taught her to talk about love.

The day she gave me heart, I couldn’t sleep all night.

I couldn’t have left her if the Master hadn’t summoned me.

Quisaki said that I had followed demons for a while, and was impatient for no one.

All my love has been given to Songrou, and I am no longer able to cope with others.

But she was so small, she only met me.

I’m afraid that those filthy desires would upset her and only kiss her lips and pull her hand.

He used to say that it’s possible to build wood and forget me.

When she falls in love, she will grow a heart.

When she said that, she was naive.

I realized I didn’t always get her love.

I can’t fix it. I almost get possessed.

I’d like to ask the master to marry me and Zoro.

And those days We watched over her, and were afraid of losing her.

Until a thousand years ago, I cut her heart.

On that day, the sky thundered, giving birth to endless thunderstorms.

I’ve never seen anything like this before.

“As long as the wood is built, the Holy Spirit shall be taken.” You have to make a choice. Let her save the world. Maybe she has hope! I’m sorry.

At that time, she was so full of energy, she couldn’t stand the thunder.

I cut her heart and sealed the door to the magic field.

The thunder clouds are scattered and the hammer locks Aro’s soul.

I spent 200 years of my life gathering for her.

She’s all spirited, and she’s the sword of a hammer.

He’s changed a lot, playing with the ogre, but he’s still the same.

She used her instincts to draw on my spirit and to help her enter.

I stole the mash and the water from the sky to restore her. She went to the glacier to see me.

She stood there and cried half-truthfully.

I only looked at her and I knew she was awake.

She remembered me and forgot to love me.

I was crucified on a glacier, my limbs numbed and my heart cut like a knife.

I can’t stand her looking at me like that, curious and strange.

I even know what she’s thinking, and she must be wondering why she was as good as I was.

Now I am nothing but a remnant of images in her mind, without a twilight of strength.

When I entered the Mount of Spirits, she turned a blind eye to me.

I faked my death to force her to use her body to save me.

He slept for six months before waking up.

She woke up and looked at me quietly for a while.

She held my hand in her arms and whispered, “Oh, my heart is growing again.” I’m sorry.

And at that moment We held her in my arms so hard that she would not see my red eyes.

– Over.

I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.