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He shrunk quietly,
long time,
Until a dark shadow in black appeared outside the garden with a thick and respectful voice,
"Master, the man has come."
"Here we are..." Qin Xu gave a meal,
He stood up slowly and repeated his voice gently, with a trace of treacherous coldness.
Just now, the fragility flashed like a Epiphyllum.
Clearly wearing white and pure clothes, there is an abyss like a dark night,
It's cloudy and cold.
"When you come, you should treat the guests well." the man's calm voice was a little chilly, like a mass of cold ice in winter, which made people tremble.
"Yes."
The shadow bowed respectfully. It seemed that he was used to his words. He retired quietly,
soundless and stirless.
……
In this light and short dialogue, he looked at the ball outside the mirror with a confused face.
How do you feel the hospitality of fragments
A little scary.
Tuanzi scratched his head and switched the mirror into the peach tree.
Fu Sheng got the spiritual power outside and was meditating and refining.
She closed her eyes quietly, and her curly eyelashes trembled restlessly,
The delicate soft face is a little red,
Obviously, it was the dryness and heat brought by the power entering her body during refining.
Tuanzi looked at her and quickly rummaged through her small bag,
Soon, I found a crystal clear bead with a faint transparent light.
It's only as big as a fingernail,
Like a piece of cold ice, there is a touch of cold air around you,
It is not aggressive, but it can bring a very comfortable coolness to people.
The ball bounced the bead with a soft cloud like hand,
The bead passed through the mirror and floated neatly into the middle of Fu Sheng's eyebrows. I saw a warm light like a cool spring, gurgling to wash the heat in Fu Sheng's body.
Soon, the dense blush on the girl's little face disappeared,
Leave a touch of light moist pink, like a mature peach, with an intoxicating fragrance.
Yan Hong's lips, which had been pursed in a straight line, were also relaxed, which was obviously much more comfortable.
Seeing this, Tuanzi was secretly relieved,
It patted its chest and felt that it was expected to complete the king's entrustment!
Tuanzi waited for a while,
Seeing that Fu Sheng hasn't been refined so quickly,
He ordered the mirror to change the scene.
I can't help it. It's really curious. What does the fragment say about hospitality?
I always feel a little gloomy.
The mirror is spiritual and switches silently.
……
In a dark prison,
The strong smell of blood filled the air with a faint smell of putrefaction.
There was no outside light, and the whole cage was covered tightly,
There were only two white candles hanging by the penalty table,
Because it was airtight, the flame on the candle spread its body comfortably without shaking.
They radiate bright light, bringing some light to the dark and gloomy cage.
In the middle of the prison, there was a big cross. A man stood there with his hair and limbs spread out,
Carefully, two big nails were inserted into the wrist bone to connect the cross behind him.
The crimson blood trickled out like a stream, soaked in the black rusty nails, and made it inevitably infected with the temperature of the man's body.
He was wearing only a pair of obscene trousers, and his skin was covered with scars. Some had dark red scabs, and some were still turning over their skin, bleeding constantly, and no place was intact.
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He shrunk quietly,
long time,
Until a dark shadow in black appeared outside the garden with a thick and respectful voice,
"Master, the man has come."
"Here we are..." Qin Xu gave a meal,
He stood up slowly and repeated his voice gently, with a trace of treacherous coldness.
Just now, the fragility flashed like a Epiphyllum.
Clearly wearing white and pure clothes, there is an abyss like a dark night,
It's cloudy and cold.
"When you come, you should treat the guests well." the man's calm voice was a little chilly, like a mass of cold ice in winter, which made people tremble.
"Yes."
The shadow bowed respectfully. It seemed that he was used to his words. He retired quietly,
soundless and stirless.
……
In this light and short dialogue, he looked at the ball outside the mirror with a confused face.
How do you feel the hospitality of fragments
A little scary.
Tuanzi scratched his head and switched the mirror into the peach tree.
Fu Sheng got the spiritual power outside and was meditating and refining.
She closed her eyes quietly, and her curly eyelashes trembled restlessly,
The delicate soft face is a little red,
Obviously, it was the dryness and heat brought by the power entering her body during refining.
Tuanzi looked at her and quickly rummaged through her small bag,
Soon, I found a crystal clear bead with a faint transparent light.
It's only as big as a fingernail,
Like a piece of cold ice, there is a touch of cold air around you,
It is not aggressive, but it can bring a very comfortable coolness to people.
The ball bounced the bead with a soft cloud like hand,
The bead passed through the mirror and floated neatly into the middle of Fu Sheng's eyebrows. I saw a warm light like a cool spring, gurgling to wash the heat in Fu Sheng's body.
Soon, the dense blush on the girl's little face disappeared,
Leave a touch of light moist pink, like a mature peach, with an intoxicating fragrance.
Yan Hong's lips, which had been pursed in a straight line, were also relaxed, which was obviously much more comfortable.
Seeing this, Tuanzi was secretly relieved,
It patted its chest and felt that it was expected to complete the king's entrustment!
Tuanzi waited for a while,
Seeing that Fu Sheng hasn't been refined so quickly,
He ordered the mirror to change the scene.
I can't help it. It's really curious. What does the fragment say about hospitality?
I always feel a little gloomy.
The mirror is spiritual and switches silently.
……
In a dark prison,
The strong smell of blood filled the air with a faint smell of putrefaction.
There was no outside light, and the whole cage was covered tightly,
There were only two white candles hanging by the penalty table,
Because it was airtight, the flame on the candle spread its body comfortably without shaking.
They radiate bright light, bringing some light to the dark and gloomy cage.
In the middle of the prison, there was a big cross. A man stood there with his hair and limbs spread out,
Carefully, two big nails were inserted into the wrist bone to connect the cross behind him.
The crimson blood trickled out like a stream, soaked in the black rusty nails, and made it inevitably infected with the temperature of the man's body.
He was wearing only a pair of obscene trousers, and his skin was covered with scars. Some had dark red scabs, and some were still turning over their skin, bleeding constantly, and no place was intact.
He shrunk quietly,long time,Until a dark shadow in black appeared outside the garden with a thick and respectful voice,"Master, the man has come.""Here we are..." Qin Xu gave a meal,He stood up slowly and repeated his voice gently, with a trace of treacherous coldness.Just now, the fragility flashed like a Epiphyllum.Clearly wearing white and pure clothes, there is an abyss like a dark night,It's cloudy and cold."When you come, you should treat the guests well." the man's calm voice was a little chilly, like a mass of cold ice in winter, which made people tremble."Yes."The shadow bowed respectfully. It seemed that he was used to his words. He retired quietly,soundless and stirless.In this light and short dialogue, he looked at the ball outside the mirror with a confused face.How do you feel the hospitality of fragmentsA little scary.Tuanzi scratched his head and switched the mirror into the peach tree.Fu Sheng got the spiritual power outside and was meditating and refining.She closed her eyes quietly, and her curly eyelashes trembled restlessly,The delicate soft face is a little red,Obviously, it was the dryness and heat brought by the power entering her body during refining.Tuanzi looked at her and quickly rummaged through her small bag,Soon, I found a crystal clear bead with a faint transparent light.It's only as big as a fingernail,Like a piece of cold ice, there is a touch of cold air around you,It is not aggressive, but it can bring a very comfortable coolness to people.The ball bounced the bead with a soft cloud like hand,The bead passed through the mirror and floated neatly into the middle of Fu Sheng's eyebrows. I saw a warm light like a cool spring, gurgling to wash the heat in Fu Sheng's body.Soon, the dense blush on the girl's little face disappeared,Leave a touch of light moist pink, like a mature peach, with an intoxicating fragrance.Yan Hong's lips, which had been pursed in a straight line, were also relaxed, which was obviously much more comfortable.Seeing this, Tuanzi was secretly relieved,It patted its chest and felt that it was expected to complete the king's entrustment!Tuanzi waited for a while,Seeing that Fu Sheng hasn't been refined so quickly,He ordered the mirror to change the scene.I can't help it. It's really curious. What does the fragment say about hospitality?I always feel a little gloomy.The mirror is spiritual and switches silently.In a dark prison,The strong smell of blood filled the air with a faint smell of putrefaction.There was no outside light, and the whole cage was covered tightly,There were only two white candles hanging by the penalty table,Because it was airtight, the flame on the candle spread its body comfortably without shaking.They radiate bright light, bringing some light to the dark and gloomy cage.In the middle of the prison, there was a big cross. A man stood there with his hair and limbs spread out,Carefully, two big nails were inserted into the wrist bone to connect the cross behind him.The crimson blood trickled out like a stream, soaked in the black rusty nails, and made it inevitably infected with the temperature of the man's body.He was wearing only a pair of obscene trousers, and his skin was covered with scars. Some had dark red scabs, and some were still turning over their skin, bleeding constantly, and no place was intact.
