Thousand Miles of Bright Moonlight

When I arrived, I was seeing the red flame.

The flames of the sky are ruined, and the barbarically burns in the eyes of the heart, and the end of the last.

The butterfly flying flame is splash, like a group of fire butterflies, fluttering, fluttering, and flying. Ling Jing and stand in this strange fire, sword light flashes, blood fur.

His moves are very strange. Like a dance, just just just, the softness, the sword is also filled with the golden flame, such as burning. Soldiers who have been swept away by the fire are all shackled with red sore spots, and then the butterfly erythema will climb all over the body. The flesh is ambiguous, and it is terrible. Although the Kung Fu is still retreat, it can barely deal with him. Ling Jing and recruits the life of the sword. I also put on the horse cliff, I only saw the plain under the short cliff, the fire was filled, and the figure was fro.

I know the sword in Ling Jing again. Mighty night. Every night, always, forced it. I am a saddle, flying to the front, a sword is open to a sword. Ling Jing again looks like me, stunned, then swing. We fight together, the sword collide, Mars splash.

Returning to the sword, back to this blame, entangled, no endless; swing, Tianya, do not know, meet; the sword, the word, the words, the dream, the most unexpected; Sword, why not help, why don't you regret, your heart is, can you? What is it? Today, do you change?

The clothes are flying, the autumn moon is flowing, how can I see the eve of the eve? Light, such as the butterfly with the wind, I don't know what to do; swordscent, screaming, Will not understand? Hui?

Forced the night, suddenly burst, my sword in my hand was quit. The Ling Jing and again, gradually climbed a butterfly liner, swaying the landscape, the demon.

I recognize, this is a butterfly, cultivating the demon butterfly with myself, and the stimulating skill is increased, but the demon butterfly is broken, it is my life.

"Still not give up." I said. The red hand is empty, naturally can't be fighting with the night, quiet and slow eyes, the

Eventually ...

Forced nights, the sword - sudden white light is picking up, forced night vibration, quiet and stunning and big eyes - Flying fans have already sleeved.

Once the flying fan is outlet, you can't regret it. Quiet, have you regret it?

The sky butterfly, the enchanting, but, the butterfly does not dance fire - it is ash, the powder is broken, but it is for the dream of the moment, the original is unbearable, and it is also at all.

In the heart, no longer los.

"I know that even if it is, it is not your opponent. Just I didn't expect that it would be so miserable." The blood of the static and raised the blood and stood up.

Take the life, just to kill me?

The static soldiers are basically clear. The whole plain, I and the static, in addition to the body, suddenly became an inner wilderness.

On the way back to Xiao Wei, all the way. I ride a horse in me, in addition to the wind roll, the horseshoe, there is no message.

The mother of the mother has already cleaned the Xiao Yishanzhuang at this time. I took over, but I didn't act as a lot of work, but the mother made the biggest role.

The army opened to Xiao Wei Mountain Villa, which is already a month to Zhongtian. The whole Xiao Yishanzhuang light is clear, bright as white, and the heavy night is reflected in the mountain.

I have never thought, I can come back. Never.

I am far away from the lady, standing on the high steps waiting for me. I saw us returning to peace, and the mother laughed softly. The wind, the long hair of the mother, the white velvet shawl lining the mother, noble, like a less, holding a sword, welcoming the victory.

Quiet and in the prisoner, I looked at Xiao Wei Mountain, laughing.

"You are almost lucky." He said something taunt. I went to the resident before I was taking the army. I took the Ling Jing again and grabbed his collar to drag, and the mother said: "Mother, I have something you must, so ..."

The mother looked at me and looked at it and nodded.

I am squatting, all the way to hit the mountain, rushing into Cuizhu to Gu Yue, plundering into the house.

I took a punch in his collar, and the sound was shaking in anger: "Ling Jing again, have you always thought that I am? Um?" He struggled, he was struggling, he was going to kick me. I pulled his feet, Shen Sheng: "What do you want to do? Well? Give me a dip? Serievan three zombies to take power? Borrowing Liu Wang's hand drying me? Put my mother hanging in the street? The knife hacked, slashed Liu Yi? "I got his neck and gradually felt that I would have to lose my god."

why. It seems that we have no reason.

I still listened to Liu Yiyi, I suddenly angered, I was a punch, we were crazy, and we were in the dark. I smashed his clothes and biting it on his lips. He also bite it back. He gradually became bloody, not clear. We like two mad animals, forgot the so-called rituals, forgot the so-called inexpensive. I am desperately, I know that I am angry, he is also angry. We roll together, our hair is entangled around, tangled together, and unclear.

"Why is this torture me? Why is this so forced to me?" I low-breathed, quiet and again, "said! Why!"

Quiet also can't say it. He is in Sher, he is very cold. He is entangled with me to take warmth and drink thirst.

When I came in, I cried again. I said, do you hurt? Is pain in pain? Is pain in pain? I tell you what is feeling, do you know?

Quiet again, I don't know, I don't know!

Just crazy, according to the beast's instinct. Do not curb ...

Quiet, don't you know. We, all wrong.

Quiet and again, Lei Huan, save us. We have no way. Know what is "rapeseed"? It is the people who have duir, think that the human meat, who can make people live, so they specialize in pregnant pregnant women going back to raise, wait until eight months, live alive, come out, take out baby stew, is "rapeseed" ... You have seen it, some will be crying ... or the testicular wine of the child cuts the child ... We did not do something wrong ...

Save us ...

The elder of Jia Ming is a very savvy old guy. I opened the door to see the mountain: "I am a trust. Have you trust me?"

I thought about it, I wanted to smile: "There is no other magic. It is dead, and it is good to die."

I nodded: "Very good, you can match. But this matter knows, the less better, it is best to have you, I will know, no one can save you."

Elderly nodded: "Thani Laming King. This right is the last hope ..."

"Quan Yao, March 11, Lanling Wang Yuan Jiaojun first leaders, great fierce, no one in the world, Wang Dawng, asked without a solution, killing, killing. Basing a person in narrow valley , Buried. When people are cruel. "

- "Big Guoshu · Lanling Wang Chuan"

The 11th floor is reliable, led Jia Zaimo from the authentic escape. I have brought Jia Zaimi for a while, I can't keep it. The sorry has lost this name, re-live, and then don't engage in something that is growing. Anyway, my name is also outside, I am not afraid of such a one. I have already arranged, Jia Zhen people were dismissed, and they were installed into a caravan to go to the world. After that, everything is going to live.

Going back to the mountain, I found that quiet and have already left. Recently, he has been very quiet, always painted quietly, quietly read books, quietly. I didn't limit his actions, I don't know where he can go. Kung Fu was abolished, he now, his hand is not boundless.

But he still gone.

So when I stand outside Fahua Temple, I suddenly wanted to cry.

The temple bell is hurt, and the Buddha is sad. The monks have neatly passing out, and it is ordinary.

Quiet, you are here, quiet? Happiness?

Entangled in the world, finally, get rid of it?

These many years of entanglement, the result is just that the bustling is exhausted.