"Lotus robbery" by: Qingfang 潋滟 Original, if there is a mistake, there is no pen article. The love is always exchanged

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Lotus robbery

潋滟, has a charm of the city, the moon fantasy is not a demon. If you don't know if you don't know how to die, even if he is not dead, it is not as good as the soul of the soul, at least they have people Dear, you will be ghost. But what about him? I haven't had one person in the Three Realms. On the world, there is only a non-human deficit to be more refined ... people, afraid of him, screaming: demon, monster! Demon, afraid of him, respect the low call: Xian, aura killing! Fairy, afraid of him? Not too! They are nasal: there are fairy tables, the red dismissal is the demon ... The three ruthless him is also ruthless ...

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Flying Full Moon, this is a beautiful scenery, the accommodation is also a peerless beauty. But at this time, the flying flowers were scattered, and the bloody, the demon confusing. A wolf borrowed, the flesh and blood blurred monsters were collisted into a pile, and it was a fear, disgusting. If the people saw this scene, he said that the three souls have to lose seven. Can be a beautiful, just hook the bloodthirsty smile, pick up an ankle from the corpse, for this ancient magic piano - Fuxi, he kills the demon countless, dyed a beautiful body. Since then, the word, the color of the 生 闻 之 .........

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Ice and snow boy enters the dust West Zihu, the eye is not difficult to solve, a shadow, love, a hate, a breeze, a sword, the sword, the wine, the rural lake, how many grievances, the new one, a few, a few layers Mountain bell prestige, returning to the hollow - Tianxian

He remembers that the first knowledge is the shore of the West Lake lake in the water - often said that the West Lake is better than the West, the light makeup is always good, and the beauty of the West Lake will be famous. He is also coming ... Wheate the wind The wind sways, the demon is confused. A piece of cloth is no more than a peerless face, seven points of charming three points, and the eyes of the people look down on the dark, thin, but flicker is full of cold and ghost. The beautiful scenery of West Lake is alive. It is not as good as his Qingfang, and he is soaked. The cold and bloodthirsty smile is also beautiful. Indeed, all things in front of him faded, and the West Lake is not a mediocrity of the world. Sure enough, the beautiful scenery of the world has laughed, but wants to leave, but see a green shadow such as a floating world.踯躅, he is condensed - the dust is not dyed, such as the lake, the eyebrows in the world, there is no luxury in the world, and the handsome will be elegant, such as the moon of the next month in nine days, it is like a fairy. When he is, he is moving, such as mad - flying, ignoring tourists. He did something, never told the ship in the face, floating on the child's eyes, the stunned eyes, only his eyes indifferent, clear eyes, such as the water, the water, the show, there is no hairdry. He laughs, put down the magic piano, and the slender ten fingers are gently dial, and the sound of the Fuxi string is a string of Qingquan's sound -

The cliff is 12 peaks, and the cold smoke is heavy. The Yao Ji Palace is a fairy. The golden furnace bead account, the fragrance is deviated. A self-satisfaction of Chu Wang, there is no time in the world. So far, Yun Yu is in a river, and the moon is rumored.

A song "Linjiang Xian" is like a cry, he laughs at him. His cold eye shot, let his heart freeze almost instantly. "The murder is too heavy, the violent is more than grief." Fletect, he said. I heard his voice leisurely, and the words exported were stabbed his heart. The first time someone said that his piano is so embarrassed. He reached out to keep him, but he flew in him, and he only flew in the wind. I am shocked, he looked at the more and more non-tracked figure. He is really a fairy - 怔怔, he looks, the loser petals remain in the palm of the palm, only the fragrance of the people don't go ... -------- ------------------- One pool white lotus, the dust is not fat, Gao Jie arrogant. He's sandwich cloth is uncomfortable, but it has been a lotus in the House in Furong. It is like a silk, and the eyebrows are picturesque. Qinghe, Bai Lian's incarnation, Wantong fairy is only a flower in the middle of the fairy, but it is proud, the beauty is beautiful, and the gods are also adding to him. No desire, he only loves the lotus, in the bustling Tiangong, he only likes this Xiang Yuanyi Qing Yan Qinghua White lotus. Not intended to dispute in the outside world, it is a fairy, it is a demon, who is, he is indifferent. He slowly wrote: "You will go, the good lotus will be dyed by your murder." "Qinghe, you only have lotus in your eyes, is it more beautiful than me?" He hurts. Angry people have a peerless face, a pair of charming scorpions, is the three bounds intolerance. He is crazy, at this moment, the Furong Palace within Tiangong. He even the Tiangong is only a heart that does not enter his heart ... "Your beauty, the three worlds are famous." He replied cold frost. "For you, is there anything, is it?" He laughed, smiled and fell, and the water was ruthless. Even if he is full of enthusiasm, he can't help but smile. Seeing him silently, he said: "Qinghe, I will come again. In March, I don't kill one, I will not kill one, I will wait for me in the palace." Even if the people in front of you, the people, it is tired, he also never give up. When he left, he walked without knowing, and ghost. Why bother - the back of the departure, the clear scorpion is a sorrow, but after the helplessness, I buried in the lotus, carefully carefully carefully ... -------------- -------------- 青 森 柏, 藤, a piano, one person black long hair, there is a few messy wild, scattered on the blushing wisteria, he is black The scorpion wanted to see the villain soul, and there was a sorrow and unlimited ... He Fuqin, gentle, raised Shangli Huadian Diangu Expedition Hong Kong, ruthless? Touch, string break - some red drops splash in person, quickly disappear the magician even his blood, he laugh, the heart is so, the magician string is clear? why? Why would he be so insistent? I don't understand ... I don't solve myself why you don't intend to Qinghe ... so he is in the pool of the pool, which will open a green-listed flower after several months. He laughs, smiles like a flower, seductive, look forward to making Qinghe to enjoy a pool lotus. Suddenly, the wind change, the blushing wisteria petals fluttering in the wind. If you die here, it is also aesthetic. The fascinating smile seems to be spooked, he stared at the things that gathered slowly - big and small demon. These demon are ugly, ugly.

However, they are ugly, but they should not come to him. Come here to find the dead road, if he is willing, as long as one moment, they will be asze, and they will be dusty. But he, promise Qinghe, not killing some in March - heart is slightly treated, how do they know ...? Will you have you? He shook his head, and Qingfei would not be like this. Even if Qinghe is unintentional to him, he will not walk with his affection, he does not believe it, and it is more reluctant to believe. For the first time in the life, he did not choose killing, index finger in the strings, forming an inconsistent nephew. The demon, it is too weak, here, he can spend three months, accompanied by the restlessness, the heart is vivid, swallowing the outside world is free. Have you become a coward? Hey, do you think you are really a fairy? You will be sleepy for these three boundaries. It's really not self-strength, expectation! Such, wait ... has not been broken ... he just asked again: Qinghe, is you ...? ..................

The March limit should be changed, but for him, it is like the millennium, but he can see him again ... 袖, go straight into the cloud, leading to the road to Furong Palace, he has already remembered the heart, hate the parsley straight fur Palace -, he stopped, just when he stepped into the Tianmen, let him shocked - Tianbi god, thousands of water in the Nanyian door, they were waiting for him, waiting for him Luo Net ... "Why? Why will you know ...?" He said that his eyes scream, this scene made him fear, not fear of the heavens, but fear that the terrible truth of the wretch behind them. Four, it is the eyes of ice, the sky is bombarding - "Hey, do you think that you can tolerate you coming?" The vigorous voice is full of ridicule, he knows that the owner of the sound is the main kingdom of three , Nobleness. "I don't make sense! Your incompetence is clear than anyone!" He refuted, how to raise the great gods, the gods, which might find his whereabout! "Wake a rude!" Tian Di drunk, and then use only him to hear the throat, it seems like a mocking in the ear: the name of Qingyu is a good child - the words, the sound is laughing,恣恣. His heart is broken - fruit is you ... why ... why ... How can he sell him, how to hurt him ... Tell him to harm the body without a skin, tightening the pain ... He stays? Silent, he has forgotten that he is now surrounded by the enemy's group - even not paying attention, the Tianbei God suddenly spurs the tools in his hand, puncture, thorns - blood, the blood, the pain ... ... However, his heart is more painful ... the ground, he madly laugh, laughing, smiling, the sorrow, the gods, the eyes of unreasonable eyes, staring at the madness, indifferent, dish, disgusting - How can they understand that he is painful at this time, a beloved tattoo is a hurt of the cone? I have to die almost ... but ... he can't ... can't die here, he wants him to see him! Ask him why ... The gods are fighting, he is anti-attacking hands to call the magic piano, let go with an angry pain, venting the magic piano together, a ride as a thousand he wants to see, how can the fairy heart use? To this! Cut, kill, and strike the South Tianmen! Thousand gods will be injured, his clothes have been blotted early, there is a blood of the fairy, there is his blood ... under the blood, his face is distorted, his eyes are absolutely like iron, you betray me. I will never let you go!

Three hours of killing, let him feel the heart, the murder is probably the biggest sin, for this, he may lose his life, maybe a manual power, may ... may ... countless possibilities ... Even if the five thunder becomes, the soul is full, He didn't want to think, just dragging the body of the body, stepped over the body, step by step approaching the Furong Palace. Finally, the green figure appeared in his vision, still buried in the lotus pool, as if not knowing the bloody rain of Nan Tianmen. Think about the people in front of him, like yesterday, I can spit out the phrase in the sky, everything is destroyed. Why did Qingxiu Gao Jie will have such a sinister heart, with a stacked resent, roaring: "Qinghe! Why!" He heard, look back, stunned, the lotus is scattered - he right The cold and cold black, is familiar, is also unfamiliar ... He remembers that the beautiful eyes of the diudi always looks at him, now, he has a bright red standing in front of him, in his eyes, hate ... heart Trembling ... "You ... Why ... I was hurt ..." "Why?" He threw the magic piano, pulled out the smile of bleak and self-deprecating, don't be cheated by his appearance, it's awake, 潋滟 ... " He pointed his own chest, a word: "My blood is flowing for you, the blood on the clothes is dyed for you, and the fairy that is dead in my hand is dead because you die! You are no longer good, You are as humble than me, but it is more shameful than me! "The thin and thin shoulder tremble, he didn't understand ... The calm scorpion finally panicked because he did a bad thing! Betray him! Harm him! ridiculous! He is really eye, how can he be deceived by his appearance - "Don't install it, Qinghe, everything is giving you!" He pounced the smile of green and cold, "Just use you to compensate "Qinghe's heart is cool - for him ... The hurricane blood is raining ... Suspected him ... Selling him ... He didn't believe him ... do not believe ...

He closed his eyes, no longer resist, let him tear open his clothes, revealing the ice cream, let him have a snow skin. Yeaded me, Qinghe? Do you want to take the soul of Gao Jie in this ecstasy? Just before your favorite lotus, you will be in the holy Furong Palace, thoroughly defraw you ... He kissed his cold lips and rudely rudely. He enjoys the scenery, there is no prelude, he has entered him, finally, they melt into one - he saw his tears, this tear pain made him can't indifferent, he It will have a feeling of heartbreaking ... He kissed tears in his mouth, 口 喃: "I don't want, I don't want to ... hurt? Do you hate me? So dirty, I have tarnished you, you will Not a pure lotus, hate me? "" I don't hate you, it is the compensation for you ... "He said, but the tone is still cold, or then it is ruthless. Can't lazy, "A good compensation, I can't get your love, I don't even have the qualifications you hate. Qinghe, use your body compensation? You are shameless! So you will compensate me!" Qinghe speechless , Just silently leave tears.潋滟 潋滟潋滟, crazy plunder once again. The blood of Qinghe's blood is mixed together, and it is reddling the lotus pool. White lotus has ignited the red flame - violates the painful combination of true affection ...

Since then, with Qingli left the Furong Palace, he asked him to build a small fragrance. He is guarding the soul of Qingfei, in the seven-foot cloth, more and more thin, bone, let him not bear to touch, 如 斯 想 想 吧, hate him to ruin his innocence this. He asked: "Hate me, Qinghe?" However, there were countless times, he only had to answer: "Don't hate." He still argued him any emotions, he never saw him smiled ... Only on the same day in hibiscus The palace occupied the tears of the tears that were unforgettable ... I passed in March, and the lotus seeds were presented in the pool. He is pleased with Qinghe, finally, he saw the tenderness like a tenderness in his eyes, and there was a smile, let people be drunk. He hit, he didn't want to let go, he was afraid that he would lose him. Every time he stands in the wind, it is shakes, it seems to go with the wind. Now he laughs, smiles, but fantasy, he always feels that he will lose green, why don't you understand his heart ... He slept slowly he went to sleep ...

Where is that……? It seems to be a Furong Palace, so familiar ... Li Li he stands on the pool, staying with red and bright, like a lotus, how can the lotus become like this ... Also, a proud handsome domineering man standing in him Best, he said: "Qinghe, my child, you finally come back, this respect, I miss you." "Is His Majesty Monitor me ..." He gladly faced a man with a benevolent man. "Child, don't say that, I love you, I am afraid that you are hurt." Timi Dao Liangran. "Your Majesty is caught, but did not stop him from leaving me? Your Majesty, you use Qinghe ..." His voice shivered. Tian Di stopped Qingfei, "Child, you are my favorite child, as long as you help me kill, I will seal you to Shangxian." "This is the purpose of your Majesty?" If I refuse? " When you are full of haze, "If you don't come, I will hit you with you and his private emptiness, you will experience the pain of life and death, the tenth round." "Well, I refuse." Said that "What?" The emperor did not believe, "You fall in love with him, Qinghe?" "No, I only love the lotus, only love lotion ..." 缥缈 缥缈 魂. "Don't regret it !?" Tian Di angry. "Don't regret it." "Well, come! Drag this shameless person to Nantianmen to accept trial, caught in the number of rounds!" The three dominances, the benevolent Tian Emperor is cold, not from the person Only death ...

"Qinghe!" He suddenly woke up, but he found that he had already won't see the trace, and the dream made him feel good. He was in the body, and he lost half of the law. He also joined the world. He just wants to tell him: You don't love me, don't be tight, I still love you, love you, no longer hurt you, as long as you are with me.

The Nantianmen is dead. When he saw the first knowledge, the child around Qinghe was waiting for him. "Qinghe! He!" He shaken the child crazy and shouted, and the fear became deeper. The child is tearing, and the swallowed said: "Bened by the Emperor, Ten Hearts." Time, he is like a five thunder, a dizziness, the dream is true ... Why ... he is wrong with Qinghe ... "Hall fairy To be here waiting for you, he said that you will come, I will give this to you, then let you leave. "Said, the child handed him a red lotus and a letter. He hurriedly trembled the letterhead, blurred looked at the words of the above Juan Xiu: Your feelings on me, Qingrumbao. Everything is wrong in Qinghe, Qinghe's escape, harming the fairy friends, and harm you, so I don't hate you, 潋. Qinghe Ai Lian, only Ai Lian, Ai Lian, Hey, do you know? The red lotus is a lotus that is reddish by your blood. I love the lotus, the beautiful lotus lotus ... His life is not in this end, I will not be the fairy, and I will continue the front of the world. Xijun treasures ... After reading, he has already blurred with tears. He held the red lotus, he was very annoyed, why understand his words now. If he doesn't love him, how can he hide him without hate him? If he doesn't love him, how can he leave Furong Palace with him. If he doesn't love him, how can it be Ning Ten turn back without harming him. Honglian, like a beautiful lotus, he called him, he said that he loves the lotus like Ai Ai ... Why do you understand it ... I'm going back to hanging, everything is awkward ...

After a long time, I have a three-kid like forgotten in the three borders, and some people say that he is injured in the heavens. Some people say that he is in love. Some people say that he is hidden in the mountains. The public says

Only in Xiaofangchang, the pool White Lotus knows the truth - the lotus of the lotus is finally opened, the dust is not fat, Gao Jieqiao. If the Tonghe Ten Retrieval, he will be abandoned for thousands of years and look for him ten times. The sky is constant, the situation is difficult -

Drunken enchanting, wake-up, the rhyme is like the old, the flowers do not know who knows people, the flowers are coming -

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Spring, the brilliance is picturesque, the stream is the song. The mountains, catty flips, the child is blood - it is better to return, it is better to return to the spring every year, but where can he return, where is he returned? Morning, empty, white lotus ...

Flowers bloom, spring to autumn, a few years old? The constant is - a piano, one person ...

It's snowy, what year is it? He looked at the lotus pool that has been covered by snow, and the snowy night is always sad. Time grinding his murderous violence, grinding the proud world's madness, but could not be able to abrasive his thoughts on green. It took a time to meet the next month, and it hates. What's more, wake up? Rolling red dust, vast people. A few times, he caught hard to find him, but he was in the case of only a moment, and he turned from the fingertips. Every time he had a pain, every time he was sad. He wants to lose his a few times to get an ancient companionship? How can God get here, let him taste the pain of death. Every time he is fascinated by him. Every time he has to suppress a deep affection of the four seas, he only forgot him ... The turn of the turn does not have the past memories, and his strange to him is afraid. Once again, I almost let him crazy, almost let him collapse ... In fact, he is not strong ... In fact, he has already swallowed by poison, he is always lonely ... The evening scene, the memory of the time, suddenly a mess. Hey, he spurt his blood and coughed. A bit of hot, Yinhong, melted the ice and snow, like blooming red lotus. Why ... he will qi blood? Why ... He will headache? Is it going to death? Does he die?? I am afraid that if he dies, it will be a forever death. He is just a lonely soul of the moon, if it is dead, the shape is dust. However, if he died, what about his Qinghe? If he died, who will take care of his Qinghe? If he is dead ... he died ... Just hope that someone will be kind to him. Don't let him be happy ... That is his Qingfei ... finally, he is unable to fell in the piano case, Ren Feng Xue drifted to two, he really weak ... Whether the snow will Is he annihilated? He smiled ... The pale lips hang a smile of the charm is bleak, maybe it will be relieved from pain ... but he doesn't want to forget the Qinghe, and you don't want to forget him. He has become a like water. It is a bitter laugh. ... Fair and always have a happiness. If he is, he has been as gray ... Just in the moment of his losing consciousness, it appears a white figure like a snow. He is a windy moth, and the waist is a beautiful eye. He is like a picture, the skin is like jade, especially the pair of cold eyes, the dark night, and the cold light. He owe the people who hugged in the piano case, and he did not waste him in his arms. Slim thin figure is unpatched in the mad storm, holding the people who are booming, flying. Feihong fell to the way, he flashed into the beautiful small house in the faint valley, gently put him in bed and wipe it with warm water. After wary from the blood, he was surprised to find a faint man with a beautiful face. Although he did not go out, he also knew that this person has rare beauty in the world. He remembers that the master said, since ancient red face, a life path is destined to be bumpy, it is a hundred turns. Hit smirk, this is the warning of the master, warn him - Nalan, don't expect, otherwise it is necessary to hurt. Can the fate of the madness change because of a sentence? He is tired and closed, and his handsome five full-time smile in front of him -

White snow is like a flowers, people are sunny, clear and pleasant voice: "Herlings, my name," Who said to understand the beauty of you? Wonder, do you know my thoughts? Can you miss me? After or early, I have already thrown the swear of the swear of the Qingshan, but I am in the memory of only one side. The mountain is one-round, the water is one-crew, and he is arrested in the shore of Yanguan, and the night is a thousand. The wind is more, the snow is more, and the dream of the hometown is not a dream. Dedicated, "Long Acacia" is long and tears, and he smells this piano. He suddenly shocked. The charm people wake up when waking up against the wall. Listening to this piano seems to be telling something, he is also a person who is suffering. "When will I wake up?" He asked, too much, did not know. The eyes of Blu-ray gazing him for a long time, the answer: "Just." White man is fascinating, he asks: "Is you saved me?" He remembers his appearance, so redness is not easy, The beautiful things he admitted are not much. Zeng, the beautiful encounter of the West Zi Lake, let him sink a life, become the pain of eternal life ... "Not, I just hold you here, is there no big matter?" It seems that he is not like the previous Weak. He clamped her eyebrows, can so thin, can he run in the snow? Although the beauty of appearance is stable, he is a teenager. "The year is less than a mountain, why?" He didn't answer. "I have lived in the cold ice valley since birth, and the master is hidden here. Poor is you, when is one less than one person started in the cold valley?" He has never found that there is still someone living in the cold ice. There is still a quiet place. "Year less !?" Although the years will not leave traces in him, he is not mistaken to be mistaken. He hurriedly got up and found that he became fat, and he was excited to catch his opposite: "Mirror? Let the mirror!" "Here." He is calm. I took it, he looked like a sixteenth, seven ... desperate smile climbed the face of the magic charm, he did not have a big problem, he would really die, he has begun to grow, his strength begins With a maintenance body, he doesn't know how long this looks. "I have to go." He said. "Walk? Where are you?" "In short, leave here, otherwise you will have trouble." He didn't like people involved. "I am not afraid, you stay." He didn't want him to go, he made him heartache, except for him, this is the second person who attracted him. I don't know why, he always feels that this person is painful, he is rescued, and he is looking forward to someone can save him. "Not afraid?" He laughed, "You don't know anything, human." He fed out of the small building, and his tail took behind, one gray. He was surprised that this human beings can keep him, or their own skills fall to the ordinary people? He didn't build a small building in Qingfang, he stopped. "Are you really not afraid?" He asked around the elements. "What are you afraid?" The cold smile is not afraid. "If I am three boundary?" He looked at him darkly. He remembers, will never forget, the horror in human eyes. When they know the moment of the truth, the disgusting pushes him ... Three people are so, all things are the case, exclude the absenteeism, and never have his retreat.

"Not afraid." "Before he is unexpected, the answer is determined. He laughed, he smiled and laughed. "If you don't have a powerful man, you will say it after you have seen it." When you are, he is a fierce, "come out, the four-party demon, come to find a demon. You look for the millennium. The enemy is here. "He looked to 翾 翾, a word of the word:" I am awkward! Three boundaries! "With his call, thousands of demon slammed from the ground, one but up. Those demon hateful to him is like his hate for the trieth. He knows that there is not much power. However, what is the relationship? He died, no one cares or celebrates the country? He is self-ridiculous, and Qinghe will forget him ... Think of this, there will be a stabbed strike ... The rumor, his lotus pool is destroyed! His lotus pool! The lotus pool that Qinghe has not seen it has been ruined by them ... he runs wild, and the sorrow is called. Those lotus is bleeding, squatting in the palm of the hand. His Qingfei is bleeding ... they killed his Qingfei ... he wants to kill them! His eyes are only crazy, and the piano tears them. Vulnesed on the body, torn off the meat. The charm face has become horrific, and this scene is more awesome. His body and mind have been mad and hate, the lotus pool is destroyed to the original sword in his crazy edge. He smiled, a blood red, smiles with creepy.

Hey, he can feel the pain that he is unbearable. He finally knew why he would have a feeling of heartache ... he would save him ... He can't stand him, how can it be like a beast! He is heartbroken A ... How can he be so dirty? How can people be so dirty ... The snowy figure rushes into chaos, holding a cold jade sword. He is cold, shaking the cold sword, and then says: "The cold jade sword, the Qinglong cold jade is made, the monster must not be close to the half-foot, otherwise the god is not so fast!" The demon is always greedy ... They returned, he slowly went to 潋滟 - he was sitting like a lotus pool, licking his blood, like a beautiful beast without a mind.翾 翾 心 他 入 怀 怀, 着 着 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 好 没有 没有 没有 着 着 没有 着 好 着 着 着 着 着It's a shocking. However, he did not let go, but it was more tight. This pain didn't have anything. It was so insignificant than the pain. "Hey, I am very lonely, are you coming to with me?" "Hey, I am very sad." He really hurts! He saw that he was in the case of the piano, and he was inexplicably brought back. He looked away, inexplicably came here. He is so familiar with him. He finally knows that he is like another self, the same cold, the same loneliness, the same infatuation, but he carries too much pain ...

"Hey, you will be sad." "Hey, I haven't told you my name yet, I am Nalan, I am also a person, come with me?" ............ Hold him silently Said, he holds a beautiful cheek, "even if you have nothing, you still have me, 潋 ..." "Na, Naran ... Nararitan ..." like a tooth agent The sound is muffy, he is struggling, struggling between nature and rationality ... 翾 翾 柔 柔 安 他 他, "Yes, I am 翾翾, call me." "..." tears from the eyes The dripping dripping on the cheek is on the white clothes. He actually cried ... a pair of eyes finally recovered ingredients, he tightly hugged, hoarse: "You are stupid ... ... I may kill. You ... "" But after all, right is it? "He smiled mildly, he just want to save him. "You don't look." He buried his head in his chest, he never shed tears before people. "Okay, I don't look." The soul of thousands of years is not so fragile, and he will also flow out crystal tears. Two people are snuggling, supporting, when they are the most lonely, there is no time, there are each other. For a long time, he asked: "Why, why save me ... I am not a person ... I am very dangerous, my kills, I ..." Sweer pointing, tightly, his Philippine lips, "Don't say, 潋. You It is a very kind person. "His heart shot," How can I ... "" Your kindness I know, you have been saving, you are calling me. Hey, if you have been so painful, you will abandon the past, I live together in the cold ice. Be the best friend brother, don't be lonely with each other. "He watched him sincerely. Friends ... hypothxography, "Well." The winter night is very warm, he finally has a retreat, and finally someone is accompanied, no longer a person who is alone ...

Since then, the ice can have two lonely souls, and more than a friend who is a life, no matter how crying, laughter, all together ... Ice, heart ...

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