I am of old age, but the fairies never dared to ask me for marriage.
Because it’s not red, it’s evil.
Scum-scum-scum-scum, lock-in-the-box.
One.
My name is Luen. I’m an old man who closed the door.
A month ago, a month ago, the old man issued a reception post in the Senderland because of the red line business.
Many fairies come by name, and I am one of them.
On the day of the selection, the moon brushed a bunch of fairies on the pretext of “we and you” and left five fairies among us.
It’s a good reason.
When I was in the dark, the old moon waved his sleeves, and five red lines bound to vasectomy fell before us.
“You all know that the old moon is made of red threads, but there are complex feelings in the world, and some red threads are varnished. So the red thread is the first thing I shall test you. I’m sorry.
I look at the red line in front of me and I can barely find it.
For a moment, I suspected that the moon was reducing its workload.
The red wire is entangled, but I think it went very well.
But I looked at the red line, “Why is there a dark red line here?” I’m sorry.
Red wires. Any color?
“If it were you, who would you hold it on?” I’m sorry.
As his voice fell, I saw a message from 10 men and 10 women.
And with a feeling, I pointed to one of them: “They are locked to death.” I’m sorry.
It’s like I’ve found a treasure. I’m sorry.
That’s it. I’m a month-old student and even the other fairies didn’t even untie the red line.
Two.
A month with my master, I’ve become more skilled in the red line business.
And every time he finds it hard to do it, he always asks me.
I’m sorry.
And after I considered, I pointed to the two people on the tree of marriage: “They are fit.” One likes to fish, one likes to surf, and it suits! I’m sorry.
So Master put down his red line and gave me a dark red line.
“Good student, go get them. I’m sorry.
I lost my face: “Why is it dark red, Master? I’m sorry.
The little old man touched his stomach, so he was mysterious: “You’ll know later. I’m sorry.
I’m not asking. Just get the red wire.
After that, I’ll help Master with the red line every day.
But my line is dark red.
As I get more red wires, I find them darker and closer to the dark.
I panicked and ran to my master with a red line and cried with his thigh.
“Teacher, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow! I’m sorry.
Master pulled me up, and when he was trying to explain it to me, one of them came in.
“Moon, please get me a red line with Yun-Yung-kyu!” I’m sorry.
It’s like he knew my master would say no, and after he started crying and hanging around to distract us, he threw away the red wire in my hand…
Let’s not forget, “How is it so dark?” I’m sorry.
But even if it turns red, it’s red!
He quickly connected the end of the red line to his in-laws tree and wanted to tie up her cloud-like fairy.
That’s when my master said:
“You take this line. I’m sorry.
Then he said to the Supreme One, “If you take the red line, you can only take it to yourself, and if you want to take it, we will.” I’m sorry.
As soon as you think about it, you give me the other side of the red line with respect.
We came to the tree of marriage in the sight of both.
As soon as I moved, the information on the tree of marriage quickly turned up, a fairy’s message came out, and I looked right at it, and I immediately pulled the red wire and locked it in.
“Sixen, the red thread is in hand, so wait for the good will. I’m sorry.
He thinks I’m holding Sheng-hee.
I saw him go away with a heavy heart, and I looked at him with pity: “Do you have any good refuge, Master?” I could die. I’m sorry.
Then what did I do with the master’s eyebrow? I’m sorry.
“Night fork in the East Sea…”
3
The little old man changed a little bit, and then he hit me on the shoulder with great respect: “You’ve got a lot of guts, good boy! I’m sorry.
Not really!
“But with courage, there’s a bit of anger. “The master has no mercy on me.
I’m even worse, and I’m shaking my master’s arm: “I can’t hold my back if I can’t make it to the top of the cinnamon, which is the worst of the cinnamon. I’m sorry.
The master touched his mustache: “But according to your operation, you didn’t leave yourself behind at all. I’m sorry.
“There’s no way out of this! I’m sorry.
The scum I’m holding, they can line up from the South Gate to the East Sea!
“Scrutinizing the fair-faced, scrumptious, scrambling men’s capital. There are not a few of the fairies who have been deceived by him! Pity those deceiving fairies get dumped and feel bad for themselves! I’m sorry.
It’s a classic “I washed your brain out”!
Master noded his head, and he heard so many things about the fairies.
It’s good to see a fairy who loves one, who used to lie to the fairies, and this is the cold-faced beauty of the fairies.
If you’re in love, you’ve got an idea.
I said, “The East Sea Night Fork Fairy is a man of ferocious character and a good trainer. I see this marriage is a match, a match, a match, a match!” I’m sorry.
As soon as Master listened to me, he asked me in secret: “A good man, she killed seven sons-in-law in succession. You call this a good man? I’m sorry.
4
And I focused on the point, and I explained it very carefully: “The night fork fairies are the right one to choose. I’m sorry.
“Her red line was broken several times, and the average person couldn’t bear it, hoping that only the fairies would survive in her hands. They’ll love each other for the rest of their lives, and it’s a relief. Don’t worry, Master, they must be locked! I’m sorry.
The master coughed and finally bowed to my mind: “He killed seven people a month, but he could do it.” I’m sorry.
I nodded my head and pointed at the red thread over there, saying, “I gave them red threads, and I added thick, and I struck a dead end.” I’m sorry.
They’re the only ones who can make me feel like this!
My master smiled and slapped me on my shoulder: “It seems that my disciples have been able to be alone.” I’m sorry.
His fingers overflowed and waved on the tree of marriage. Then the tree of marriage moved, spilling a red cactus from its base and drifting slowly into the palm of my hand.
It wandered around my hand for two laps, and it fell out of my hand while I reached out.
I feel the power of a mystery, and I feel so comfortable, and I can’t ask the question: “Teacher, this is…”
Master hey hey laughs, “Good rider, don’t you wonder why the red line changes color?” That’s why. I’m sorry.
I’ve been working on the magic of my body, and in my mind there’s a lot of information about men and women in the world that I can deploy at will and even get out of the marriage tree to get them red.
“Do you feel this cactus? From the beginning, you can identify the black line that appears in the red line, which is the best position. After all, you’re too talented to hold a slag! And the more you hold a hold, the more dark the red line. I’m sorry.
“The darker the red line, the stronger the power of your marriage, and the power that you were given by the tree of your marriage, it is true that you are recognized.” I’m sorry.
Master finally answered my questions.
The master continues to encourage me: “Good rider, now that the tree of marriage has given you this fairy power, it is in the hope that you will continue your efforts, so that the slag will suffer from love and never part.” I’m sorry.
♪ I can’t ♪
Master, we’re so old, we don’t have much to say
But I didn’t think my red wire was for this purpose?
I’ve turned my palms, I’ve looked at the black red thread, and I’ve been smiling and I’ve changed.
You kids, wait for me! Hey, hey, hey!
But then I thought, “I’m falling apart.”
I held my master’s arm and went back to the subject: “So, Master, can you tell me where to go? I’m sorry.
I’m really in a hurry!
5
Master gave me a good place to go.
Human.
There’s no way to use magic in the world in order, and Master says I can’t do it when I’m in good hands, when I’m doing my job.
“Good rider, we have someone on top. The teacher is proud.
“Teacher, we’re just saying, can you just give me a gold medal? “I’m trying to be tall, but I’m not.
And he looked upon Us with some difficulty: “No, you are but a fairy, and you cannot ask for this.” I’m sorry.
I believe it.
So I packed up all night and ran away.
Master said he wanted me to finish the red line before I left.
Master says it’s “You walk gently, not a red line.”
Oh, I wouldn’t think Master was lazy.
I heard all the way across the line when I was running the red line.
Scaring my neck so hard that I wouldn’t be found.
After all, my good master wanted me to finish the red line and make a difference.
And my position is clear enough to see everything in the Moon House.
I’m squeezing the cracks with my hands and my eyes.
“Where’s the pot?” Get out of there!”
Master hears noises, wears a beard and smiles: “Why are you so angry?” I’m sorry.
Yoo-hoo, that’s a question.
“You’ve taught me a good student when you’re in charge of marriage.” @Ambassah: #Jan25 #Jan25
“Oh? What do you say?
“What did I say when I came up? I’d like to ask for a marriage with her, and she told me to wait. I waited. What was it? I’m sorry.
“Do you know how scary it is to see a night fork holding a trident on your bed and laughing at how you wake up? Moon, you tell me, Yun-Yung and East Sea Night Fork, these two are a fairy! I’m sorry.
Six.
“Have you ever heard a word from a fairy?” “I’m sorry.
“What’s the word?” I’m sorry.
“A good horse with a saddle. “A handsome and handsome man like the Fairy of the Roast and the Fork Fairy of the Night…”
I almost couldn’t bear to laugh. Master’s mouth is so much better than mine.
It’s my master!
“Moon old! “You’re such a big fan of your students! I’m going to ask the Emperor to decide for me! I’m sorry.
The Queen of the Sanctuary saw that the master would not let go and left to face the Emperor.
I shrunk my neck, and I snuck out, “Teacher…”
The little old man is not moving, “Don’t worry, good rider, let him go and sue our boss, will it help?” I’m sorry.
I’m just a little surprised that the old master said the backside was the Emperor?
No wonder, Master is so fearless.
I’ve got a man in charge. I’ve got to be tough.
“And besides, do you know who the Emperor did not marry for all these years? I’m sorry.
7
I blinked, no wonder. There’s a story I can’t tell?
“Good boy, is the red line finished? The teacher asked again.
When I nod my head, I want to ask something more…
“Don’t ask good riders, it’s up to you.” I’m sorry.
Oh, Master, is there a possibility that I can make my own way out of your honor?
I was kicked down, I was ashamed.
Before I fell, I heard another sharp sound.
“Search, where the hell are you going? I’m sorry.
I think it’s a night fork.
I didn’t know after that, but I thought I’d be a good night fork fairy.
8
And then I came to the world.
But a little awkward.
I’m a fairy, too. How can I put my head in the dirt?
Oh, there’s still some dust in this dirt.
“Father, come on! God has eyes! Heaven has fallen my wife! “I hear the sound of stupidity in my ears.
After the sparrow jumped, the man came and scratched me out.
Moreover, when he photographed me in the face and saw me frown, he said, “Father, she is alive!” I’m sorry.
I can’t believe you’ve bullied me like this.
I can’t even move.
Oh, I touched my head. I just got kicked by my master.
“I’m not just alive, I can turn my head from behind! I’m sorry.
I turned my head back and turned from behind.
The little fool in front of him turned his eyes and fainted.
And We took the ash of my body, and went away.
9
When I first arrived, I thought things were funny.
My hundreds of years of life are different on this day.
I see how humans live, and I learn from them.
It’s just, when I saw the stinking tofu, I was in trouble.
Where am I going to get the money?
And then I heard the voice of a lady:
“Miss, are you here to find relatives? I’m sorry.
My mother leaned over and pulled me to say the parents were short.
We pushed her hand away: “I don’t ask for relatives, I only want to make money.” I’m sorry.
I’m sure you’ll make a fortune! I’m sorry.
I’m a little skeptical. I’m sorry.
“Yes, come with me! I’m sorry.
The lady pulled me and ran into a flowerhouse.
She wants to sell me out.
Well, I’ve been in the world for so long, but I don’t know anything!
“Look at this body, look at this face. That’s the number! “The lady and the lady at the flowerhouse, negotiating my price, reached out a finger.
“One hundred taels, you’ll make a fortune! I’m sorry.
This is gonna hit me in the head?
“That’s it? No, I have other skills. I need more money. I’m sorry.
Once I hear it, I’ll have to pay more. I’m sorry.
Then I looked at her and pulled her behind me, and I said to my mother, “I don’t know her, I don’t know if I’m going to sell her or not, so why don’t we do a short job?” I’m sorry.
Mom’s pupils are shocked. I can’t believe I said that.
10
I stayed. I worked in the florist.
Mom wanted to call me a waiter, but she couldn’t wait to get me dressed, and every man who wanted to come near me was under my god–
They’ll all get beaten up for nothing.
“Oh, my God, this place is full of scum! It’s all my performance! I’m sorry.
I’ve got a red line, I’ve got a smile in my eyes, I’m waiting for the stinking man, I’ll be punished!
The man was hit in the face by a girl in the flowerhouse before he came near me: “I was the only one who loved me, but instead of seeing a new face, I forgot! Bastard! I’m sorry.
I’ve taken several red threads, and the consequences are, of course, terrible.
There was a lot of breaking up in the flowerhouse, and the others were screaming and hiding, and my mother was screaming, “Oh, what are you?” You’re the only one I’ve been in town all day. I’m sorry.
I laughed innocently, and when I was about to set up a “good home” for the scum, my eyes were on the only one in the crowd.
Why is it weird?
Because he’s not a scum!
He was looking at me when I looked at him.
The man was born with a good look, and his head was covered in green clothes, and he looked like the moon and the sky, and he was cold and cold.
He waved at his mother with a tin of gold and ran away with the money.
I don’t know what he said to Mom, but he put a gin of gold in her hand.
Mom took me by the gold and smiled.
“Brother, take the people, I don’t want it! I’m sorry.
I looked back, and I was very surprised: “Mom, did I not do enough?” I’m sorry.
All right, shit!
And my mother pushed me out of the house, and she did not forget to say, “I knew that it was not a good thing to send me to the house for free.” I’m sorry.
“You…” Scolded the gods, and I brought an old man to torture you!
“Come with me.” I’m sorry.
“Come with you. What about my performance?”
He wondered, “What’s the score?” I’m sorry.
I smiled and explained, “It’s a pheasant. Will you take me with you?
Master used to say that being a fairy must be a bit pursued, not fooled by a little fly.
Yeah, unless it’s packed!
“You want anything, just do me a favor. I’m sorry.
Good people these days.
Let’s go! I’m sorry.
Eleven.
I’m going to help you.
On the way, I heard him say he wanted my help.
His name is Baek, and he is the only child in the family, whose life has been lost over the years, leaving him and his mother alone.
Unfortunately, the mother has been in bed for a long time, perhaps not much time.
He said that his mother was most anxious for him to establish a family.
“I will not delay the girl, but I just want her to give me three months to pretend to be my beloved and to reassure my mother. After that, I’ll thank the girls. I’m sorry.
“What do you see in me? “I don’t think I have anything to say.
“Looks like a girl standing there, someone else has to be beaten. I’m sorry.
“Oh…” Thank you. It’s the first time I’ve heard that.
“Because of the specialness of our home, I am alone with my mother, and my great wealth is feared. “So I want to ask the girl to help me get rid of two people.” I’m sorry.
Accomplice?
That’s another price.
I reached out a couple of fingers rubbing.
You see what I mean, the white one smiles a little: “Girl, don’t worry, it’s a lot more to promise. I’m sorry.
And in order to reassure me, the platinum gave me a single inch of gold: “This is only part of it. I’m sorry.
Enough atmosphere!
I looked at the gold, and I turned my head and went to the stinking tofu, “Give me a bowl of tofu!” I’m sorry.
A gin of gold is falling and the store is stupid.
He laughed behind me and then took the gold back to me and put ten coppers on the table: “The store, two. I’m sorry.
White Shiraito gave me both.
I’m getting to think he’s a good man.
12
White Shiraito took me to buy some clothes, some jewelry, and looked at me as fresh and light.
“It’s very nice.” I’m sorry.
I’m happy.
I remember everything I told you, including the details of how we met.
After that, I went home with Shiraito.
His mother was tanning in the yard, standing next to two women, one year old and one year old.
White Shiraito told me this was his aunt Ho and cousin Meng.
It’s obvious that Monga is happy to see White Shiraito back, but I’m not happy to see him with me.
“Who is she?”
I saw her, my eyes were shining!
We’re just saying, there’s too many men and too many women.
Look at her. It’s like a tiger sees meat.
The moment I saw Meng’s pleasure, I thought of who she was going to have a baby with.
“This is my cousin, right? “For professional reasons, I almost couldn’t help it.
It was good to hold me in white, and slapping my hand and my back softly, saying, “She’s a cork, my beloved.” I’m sorry.
Mother Baek looked at me several times, then noded at the comforting place and waved at me: “A good girl, come closer, let me take a closer look.” I’m sorry.
13
I’m going towards my mother.
She looked at me, and she was happy: “We didn’t bully you, did we? I’m sorry.
I shook my head and said, “I’m fine with white twilight.” I’m sorry.
Meng is sarcastic: “How can a gentle man like my aunt, my cousin, bully her?” It’s better if she doesn’t bully cousins. I’m sorry.
Mother Baek looked at her and a bracelet fell off her hands.
I wanted to put it on, but I found my hands full of jewelry.
So she put the bracelet in my hand when she found it in her heart: “A salute.” I’m sorry.
“Dear Aunt, you’re thinking about her. Look at her empty hands. I’m sorry.
He’s ready. Let the next man get his stuff in.
Meng’s mouth was shut and she looked at her face and she was sad.
Ho Chi Chi is quiet, calms her daughter, and seems to have another way.
I put their little moves under my eyes.
White Shiraito told me that they were here with their company, that they wouldn’t leave here, that they wouldn’t even want to be fat, and that they’d have nothing to lose.
Unfortunately, fearing that the mother would find out the truth, the mother and the daughter would be left alone.
That’s it, find me.
14
I just want to say, this is the right guy.
Meng Hao has an idea about white twilight, but they’re not real, and naturally they don’t have a good outcome. And I’ve already found a match for her, and as long as the time is right, Monga will be like a defiant Mustang.
And the timing I’m talking about is just as fast.
For the past six months, as I have come, Meng’s joy has become evidently anxious and, even when her mother has come up with ideas, Meng’s pleasure cannot be completely quiet.
So I was still in the White House that night, and Meng-hao came in a very cool dress.
But…
Hey, it’s me.
Looks like she’s dressed like a vase. I didn’t hold it.
I didn’t know I was here, and Meng was so busy with my clothes, “Why are you here, my cousin?” I’m sorry.
“In there.” I was staring at her again.
“What are you looking at? I’m sorry.
And I said, “Yeah, there’s nothing to see in a horse. I’m sorry.
“It’s so hard! I was screaming at Monga.
The noise at the door had already led to an explosion.
White frowned, even more angry at Meng’s little tricks, he threw a cloth at Meng’s pleasure: Meng Hao, get dressed and go back to your house! I’m sorry.
Cousin! “Mong was upset and angry at me.
And I stood up to it without a trace, telling her something was not comparable.
Monk ran away.
And then he looked at me and said, “How’s your plan going? I’m sorry.
I know the time has come, and now the lead man of Chau Mene Hao is back.
“Don’t worry, I’ll help you get rid of her. I’m sorry.
15
And, as I expected, Monga met her fate after being scolded by white fury.
She fell in love with that man quickly.
It’s a pity Meng-hye is looking good.
Meng had wanted the son of a gentle, humble rich man, but the man was the soft-food man who tried so hard to catch a daughter.
But what Meng eats and drinks is white.
Sometimes they go out and they look at each other, and they think they’re right.
One shot at a time.
Monga soon proposed to move out of the White House.
Her mother, Ho Chi, is so stupid that she thinks it’s for nothing!
After all, they all know that the white family lives short.
But Meng didn’t listen, gave her the cake she painted, and redrawed her mother.
That’s good. The mother and daughter decided to run!
In their eyes, it is a good place to return.
The mother and daughter went to the house of the soft-food man to say goodbye to her mother.
Since then, this has been sort of solved.
16
I was surprised and happy, and gave me a lot of gold.
I put the gold away and spent my time with my mother.
I’m sick as a mountain.
In a month’s time, her mother had become like a dying flower and had lost her life.
She can’t get out of bed.
I spoke to her in front of the bed.
And she took my hand, and she was like, “I can’t see you getting married. I’m sorry.
And I snuck into her some magic, and she said, ‘Your aunt is talking foolishly, and you will surely see that day.’ I’m sorry.
I’m a fairy, no matter how much life she lives, with a little magic to make her feel better, at least not sick.
But I have done so in violation of the three-tier rule.
I was consumed, or the pain of my mother was mine.
It’s hard to be a human being and suffer from old and old diseases.
I’m swollen and sweaty on my forehead.
Then when I woke up, I was held in my arms.
I didn’t think I’d wake up at this time, just a little bit, and my ears were all red.
He looked at me like he was worried, “How did you suddenly fall ill?” I’m sorry.
I smiled: “You don’t understand, girls get sick for days. I’m sorry.
And then I saw the red face: “Wait for me.” I’m sorry.
Soon, he brought me a bowl of hot red sugar ginger tea, so he blew the heat and fed me.
I look like this, and I feel a little different.
17
Then a few days later, I got more pain.
I know, it’s the mother of the white man.
On the day of the death of her mother, the clouds were clouded and rained again.
I have suffered for her, and that is it.
I think of the white and I don’t want to be weak and go to him.
The white man stands in the back porch, long and tall, but countless sorrows and silences.
I went up and found my throat dry, but I couldn’t say anything.
I don’t know how to comfort him.
But he saw me, and he turned around, and he was sad in his cold eyes.
As if he were looking for the only warmth around him, he gently held me in his arms, while the back-way was tightened and his voice was muted: “I have no home.” I’m sorry.
It’s so strange that when I say this, I feel like my heart is scratched, some pain, some pain.
After I buried his mother with White Shiraito, he discharged all his servants.
And then he gave me a box.
“Thank you so much for helping me. “It’s been a long time since I’ve had a chance to get a job.
I learned how to embrace me, and held him: “The future will be better.” I’m sorry.
And the white lips were slightly pale, shaking their heads, saying: No. I’m sorry.
18
White Zip is sick too.
He said that he would leave the world, as everyone in the White House had done, suffering from illness.
But I didn’t want to.
And We said to Shiraito: I will be with you too. I’m sorry.
“Thank you, Quint. I’m sorry.
And for the next few months, I’ve been swimming with the White Rocks and enjoying all the good things in this world.
But there is an emotion that does not belong to me, but it grows out of control.
I don’t want to die for nothing.
Even worse, I moved the idea of living for a while.
But when I came up with that idea, the voice of the master came back:
“There are causes and consequences in life and death. I’m sorry.
I’m sober. Yeah, I’m the one who can’t get involved.
But I’m thinking, I’m a fairy. I can’t do anything.
19
I had a nice last time with White House.
The day he left, I took him to the flower sea.
The white twilight has been stung by the sun, “Remember what you said to me? The future will be better. Come on, laugh. I’m sorry.
The sun is good, but I can’t laugh.
“I still like you laughing. It’s nice. I’m sorry.
I’m holding my mouth, and I’m crying, and I’m tearing up a smile that’s worse than crying.
“The White Globe…”
But the white man used his last filament to wipe away my tears for me: “Some of the people who meet have been in heaven’s sight, and you have been with me for a few short months, even more for me.” I’m sorry.
‘And grow, and do not cry.’
My tears are so heavy that there are some words that I can’t see in my mouth and I can’t see.
I felt his hand falling and I panicked.
I’m trying to catch, “Don’t go…”
20
Baek Yi or gone.
I took care of it. I opened the box.
I’ve been given all my property.
I laughed and laughed, “When the fairy is no good, it will take a long time to forget you.” I’m sorry.
After that, I wandered across the world and opened an inn.
At first, there were not a few who came to ask for marriage, but soon the business went down.
I am a true brother, but I will not give them a perfect companion, as they wish.
After all, no one can be wrong!
I will only follow the principle of slag matching.
I’ve seen a lot of people, and the more scum I’ve matched, the more information I’ve got.
I even look at mortals, and I can see the slag on top of each other.
The higher the value, the more scum.
I will naturally match the high-values with a good match.
It’s quite powerful, and it’s only going to torture each other for the rest of their lives.
On that day, I had just taken a red line to a Queen of the Sea, and suddenly I felt a cactus rushing into my field.
It seems that many people have been involved and that many of the scourges have been resolved.
I bought a bunch of sugar cane, and I just paid for it, and I was preparing to taste it.
I turned around and hit a man!
Look up. Why does this face look familiar?
Like a night fork?
“Remember me? * He’s staring at me. *
I tried to remember, but I realized that this face and someone in my memory was coming together!
“Running…
You’re so married now?
Who can tell me why I met him at a time like this when I’ve been on earth for decades?
♪ Bang! * My name is * * * My name is * * My name is * * * * * I’m * * * I’m * * I’m * * I’m * * I’m * * * * I’m * * * * I’m * * * I’m * * I’m * * * * * * * I’m * * * I’m * * * * * * * * * I’m * * * * * * * * * I’m * * * * * * I’m * * * * * * I’m * * * * * * * * * * * * I’m * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
I laughed, “Hey, it’s been a long time. I’ve got something to do. Let’s get back to it.”
The voice just fell, I ran away.
After all these years, I’ve worked my way out.
After all, it’s always hateful.
21
But I didn’t think I’d make it.
I’m walking by the river.
I’m no exception to fairies!
I ran, but I ran to another fairy.
She had several scars on her face and had a trident in her hand, which shined in the light of the sun.
What a coincidence, the Night Fork Fairy of the East Sea…
We’re just saying, can’t the couple stop looking for me?
Run hard!
I waved, turned around and tried to run.
“Is that the red line you’re holding me and the patrol? I’m sorry.
When she spoke, I almost had soft legs.
No, you’re wrong!
I’m not finished yet. The Night Fork Fairy put me under my arm.
“Thank you!”
♪ I can’t ♪
The mouth of my defence was suddenly frozen and a little doubt was raised over his head.
Why are you thanking me?
“Well, thanks to you for taking me on a tour, he was too tough to beat up. I beat him up hundreds of times, not like the old ones. I’m sorry.
“Oh. I’m sorry.
Oh, the fairy’s pessimism is always irrelevant.
22
And then I was under the armpit of the Night Fork Fairy, and she told me about the honor of the tavern.
“On the first day I met him, he scolded me, and I was not sulking, and he caught him with a fist.” I’m sorry.
“This is the first time a man has not died under my fist. The more he hit me, the more excited I was, the more I had to beat him down. That time, I fought him for three days and three nights, and I finally put him on the floor and asked him how he was. I’m sorry.
After that, I heard about it when I was in touch with my master.
I heard it was the queen who was beaten and swollen and cried, “Mother Night Fork, punch me again if you can!” I’m sorry.
And then one punch and one punch, and no pause.
Evening forkburns are the eccentricity of the East Sea, and once they have been repaired, the value of violence will inevitably double. And then, the more you get attacked, the more you can fight.
Like crazy.
When the Night Fork Fairy tasted the fairies, he no longer dared to go out and fuck around and cheat on the fairies.
‘Cause, you’re gonna get a worse beating.
However, this does not prevent the night fork fairies from fighting with him every day to develop feelings.
I’ve heard about the fairies and watched him come after me.
As the Night Fork Fairy and he spin around, I naturally see the look of the Queen who would hate to kill me.
I decided to run away.
If you don’t leave, I’ll die.
23
Nor do I know where to go, except that it is a refuge between those whom my master told me.
Look at the lanterns hanging at the door, they make me feel familiar.
White Shiraito likes this.
My heart is a little empty when I think of the white.
Take it back, I knocked.
Master told me that he would never forgive me when he found me because he was being bullied.
If I can’t handle it, come here.
But…
No response.
I saw the fairy on the patrol coming crazy. I bit my teeth and pushed the door in.
“How disturbed and offended. I’m sorry.
Even if I didn’t close the door, I wouldn’t dare come in.
The raisin in the courtyard is so sweet, so beautiful.
I went up and touched it, and it was like, “Don’t touch me, little girl! I’m sorry.
In these days the grass will speak!
And I was too busy to take back my hand to realize that this was a pixie weed.
“I’m offended. I’m sorry.
This place is the home of the fairies, and it’s the only place that can make a good cruise.
I’m thinking, and I’m listening to the fairies out there shouting, “Let’s not go to the land of the emperor, let’s go to war! I’m sorry.
I’ve got a tweezer in my heart.
24
I have never met the emperor, but I have heard from other fairies that the emperor is in heaven’s position, and that he has no power and no power, and that the emperor sees the emperor, and that he shall be called the emperor.
Oh, shit. I wouldn’t be mad at you, would I?
Only for a moment of my mind, the voice of the fairies is gone.
Then he fell in my ear, and his voice fell down: “Stand down, stand down.” I’m sorry.
I don’t see who owns it, but I always think it’s familiar.
Like the man I remember.
I tried to find something here, but nothing.
“The Emperor, Xiaoxiang, thanks the Emperor for his help and for his intrusion, and ask him to forgive.” I’m sorry.
After that, I left.
I have a question. I want to ask Master.
It’s just that I just arrived at the Southern Gate, and I saw someone waiting for me at the Southern Gate.
And why did I say he was waiting for me?
Because I found out that he was dressed exactly like white.
I didn’t consciously walk, and he sensed me coming.
When he turned around, I saw his face and his face and he couldn’t speak in silence…
“Blank”? It took me a long time to get my voice back.
“Long time no see. I’m sorry.
Long time no see?
Is he really white?
But I’ve seen a lot of things, and I’ve known him as “the king.”
The Emperor, is it white?
I suddenly had an empty head.
I’m still smiling at you.
“What do you want to ask me? I’m sorry.
“It seems like that’s the truth…” I nod.
I went to his fairy attic with the whites.
Turns out, the Emperor’s seal was renewed. And all that is white is his past.
He shall suffer the suffering of his family, and in this is the suffering.
“But I didn’t think I’d meet you.” I’m sorry.
I’m the only variable in the White House.
I looked at him a little bit.
Thinking so, I say what I think without my mind: “I didn’t mean it! Why don’t I get you a red line and make amends?”
“Who dares take the line of marriage that you hold? “The whites are laughing.
But I can’t help but think about it.
I’ve cleared my voice, and I’ve tried to ask, “Divine, can’t you say that? My master and I are going to beg you for a red line? I’m sorry.
I’d like to know if there’s a little difference between white and white.
The white smile is even more gentle when it is said: “Let me see it and hold us.” I’m sorry.
I was just about to say something.
Of course, it’s not the kind of meeting. It’s the message from Cynique.
As if he knew I’d meet the emperor, after a string of laughter, he said, “The emperor, I’ll give you my best. I’m sorry.
♪ I’m sorry ♪
“You’ve always felt the red line since you’re an old man.” I’m sorry.
He raised his hand like he asked me to verify it myself.
I can’t believe there’s a red line between us.
The red line is fragile, but it’s real!
I’m surprised.
After I was surprised, I heard the master laugh and scream, “I’m a good couple!” I’m sorry.
What the hell?
I’m a little confused, but I’m holding my hand for nothing: Some people meet are gifts, and you speak for me. I’m sorry.
I can’t. I’m getting dizzy.
Then I heard from my mouth, “Will you help me with the mess that will follow me?” I’m sorry.
“That’s natural. You’re in charge. I’m sorry.
“So, are you a loser? I mean, the one in the world.
“I’ll always be white and white. “Call number: YXX10mbaN5NsRxeNZv8hQ9
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
