I Am Supreme

It is like a fairy in the sky, calmly falling, the clothes are fluttering, and the unspeakable dust is unconventional.

But on his face, he wore a golden mask of gold.

It makes people look extremely cold and cold, and they feel awkward.

He flew in and fell on the cliff.

His eyes flashed and he looked at the gray-shirted man locked by the chain. His eyes showed a soft smile: "Gu brother, for a long time, the style is as old as the past, and the younger brother is relieved."

The gray man said faintly: "If you take off these chains, I will let you know that my style is better than ever."

The white man laughed happily, the white clothes were like snow, and the sound was clean and elegant: "Gu brother forgives, this stupid thing, please forgive the younger brother."

The gray-coated man also laughed: "You are a complete bastard! Say, come to me, what's the matter? Or is it just to visit your prisoner?"

White people said: "It is still that thing. Brother should understand why I am looking for you now."

Gray clothing humanity: "I don't know, please also express."

White people said: "The day's locks were big, but the Tianxuan Cliff was locked in a thousand miles; it took me decades to collect, and this completely banned the nine little guys' abilities, so I ended up with a net, you told me From then on, you can sit back and relax. But at present, the situation may not be so optimistic."

The gray-shirted man's eyelids were lifted and faintly said: "Isn't it optimistic? You have promised that day, and I will be free after that time. Do you have it?"

"Gu brother, you understand me." The white man said sincerely: "Your means can be described as thorough, how can I dare to let you rush away? You should understand my choice."

The gray man smiled: "Yes, you dare not let me go."

There was a trace of mercy in his eyes: "As for the nine little guys, I have already told you that everything is God's will."

"How can I believe what God wants?" The white man stood on the edge of the cliff, his clothes fluttering, the screaming, the clouds re-gathered, but he was completely blown away.

"Gu brother, when you said that nine people belong to the Yuan, the earth is overturned, the world is in the world, and they are alone!" The white man said in a word: "I asked you in the past, is there only one left in the nine People? You said, no."

He turned his head and looked at the gray man: "Now, tell me again, yes, or not?!"

The gray man smiled and said: "This is a secret, not to be revealed."

The white man’s gaze reveals a gentle smile: "Gu brother, you are forcing me!"

The gray-clothed man lowered his gaze and said faintly: "Everything is destined, it is also my horror!"

The white man was silent and said: "Gu brother, you only need to tell me the truth, which one of the nine is still alive?"

The gray-clothed man brows and his eyes condense, but he still smiles: "I can only tell you, you can't find it, nothing more."

The white man shouted, and the clouds and clouds within a thousand miles were all vacated. The clouds in the range of the singer were shouted by him, and they all swelled up to hundreds of feet and the whole field of vision. For one clear.

Just looking around the mountains is lush, but it is a beautiful picture.

"gorgeous."

The gray man looked at the mountains that suddenly appeared, muttering: "This is the red dust..."

His eyes turned a half circle and looked at the white man on the edge of the cliff. He whispered: "This is the red dust..."

The white man shouted, vented his chest in the stagnation, and restored the original cloud light and light, faint smile: "Yes, I am suffering from the red dust, you are also suffering from red dust. However, different minds, mood different."

The gray man smiled faintly: "Yes. People are not gone, tea is cold."

The white man sneered: "So, the name of your brother is really good; Gu tea is cool, just look at it with cold eyes, belong to your tea, slowly cool down. There is no more tea."

The gray-clothed man shook his head and whispered: "The tea is cold and the tea is still cool. The tea is still the fragrance. The fragrance is not scattered, but it is in the hearts of the people."

He looked up and looked at the white man: "I am with you, the tea is cold; but with others, the tea is still boiling. The tea is still lingering, and the water is not lost."

The white man laughed happily: "Gu brother, you and my brother for many years, I have to cross each other; I really don't want to toss you, I just need, you tell me this sentence."

The gray man faintly said: "The tea is cold. If I say something, do you still believe it?"

A white man.

The gray man said: "I tell you, the nine are all dead, do you believe? I tell you that someone is still alive, do you believe?"

White man said: "I can buy your message."

The gray-clothed man sighed softly and said: "Heaven is dead, who do you buy?"

"But Gu tea is still alive!" Bai Ren said: "Then tell me, is there anyone still alive?"

The gray man nodded faintly: "I told you earlier that everything is God's will!"

The white man laughed aloud: "The younger brother never believed what God is!" With a big laugh, suddenly the body rose into the sky and turned into a white cloud.

The sound is like a thunder and thunder, and it is uploaded in nine days.

"Nine deaths are inevitably Yutang people, then I only need to kill the Jade Tang people, I am not the world peace! Even if the mountains and rivers are like paintings, why are you hurt, I am full of devastation, my heart is smooth, hahaha..."

The laughter is getting farther away.

The gray-clothed man closed his eyes and muttered: "Emerald red wine is still fragrant, and life tea is not cool..."

His sorrowful body slowly floated up, carrying five chains, but it was light and nothing to drift into the cave, and there was no sound of a half-point chain collision. Only the bleak sorrows slowly spread.

"...There are nine people who are alone in the world, and the clouds and the earth are in the sky."

......

When Yun Yang walked out of the gate, he saw a one-armed middle-aged man in his thirties on the street, put a little girl wearing a cloth dress and two horns on his shoulder, although there was only one One arm, but still firmly hugs his daughter.

Xiao Shantou happily twisted his waist on his father's shoulders, his voice was tender and tender, and he sprinkled a burst of silver bells.

The face of the man is full of unrecognizable favors, and everyone believes that as long as the man has it, he will give it to his daughter without reservation.

In his heart, his daughter is a unique treasure, his most precious little princess!

"Hey, look at that there, there is a candied fruit on the other side..." The little girl squirmed and squirmed.

"Well, let's take a look at this..." The man smiled gratifiedly and walked away with his little daughter.

Yun Yang held his hand and his eyes seemed to be looking far into the distance.

In fact, all the attention of the corner of the eye has been concentrated on the little girl.

Deep in his eyes, the flow overflowed with a kind of envy from the heart.

"Hey... look at that there, there is a candied fruit on there..."

Yun Yang’s heart echoed for a long time, and there was a bitter smile on his lips.

Don't say that it's a candied fruit. I can't even have a chance to even scream in my life! Never had it!

The square ink on the side of the body is not sensitive, and now the son of the son has a sense of loneliness.

Yun Yang, who has been stationed for a long time, suddenly strode forward.

In front of the hawker who sells candied haws, Yun Yang throws a piece of broken silver and takes a bunch of candied fruit.

The hawker was calling for money, but Yun Yang had gone far.

Yun Yang put the candied haws on his lips and took a bite with care. The sweet and sour taste seemed to suddenly fall into the bottom of his heart and muttered: "It's delicious..."

He walked leisurely along the way, chewing the taste of candied haws in his mouth, no one else.

In the depths of the eyes that no one saw, a deep pain seemed to be shaking, facing the sun, and the corner of his eyes seemed to swell up with a fog that could not be seen clearly.

at last.

When there was the last candied fruit gourd, Yun Yang wiped the sign of the candied haws clean, with the last one, and carefully collected the sleeves; muttered: "Just... this is what you bought for me... ”

He greeted the sun, the sun smiled and whispered: "I live very well."

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