Way of Choices

In five years, Luoluo received only a few letters.

Missing nowhere to place, she can only know about her own concern. Fortunately, she once lived in the palace for a long time, and once officially studied under the Mao Qiuyu gate. News about Chen Changsheng.

Especially when Chen Changsheng left Xueling and reappeared, Eucalyptus often wrote to him.

She knows what happened in these days.

She knew what he had done in Songshan Military Mansion, she knew he had passed Hanqiu City, she knew that he had gone to Wenshui, and killed the Baishi Taoist in front of the Taoist Temple.

There is a pear tree in front of the God Gate of the Wenshui Taoist Temple. The deep winter season suddenly ushered in a spring breeze, so the tree was full of pear blossoms.

The breeze Xulai, countless small white flowers fell from the branches and sprinkled on his shoulders, as clean as new snow.

This picture was written on the stationery by Eucalyptus.

Luoluo thought he liked it, so he drew it very seriously and still liked it.

Madam Mu did not know that the picture had actually appeared in the Wenshui Dao Temple, and naturally she did not know why she liked this painting so much.

After a few thoughts, she felt that her daughter was moved by Chun Si because of the upcoming election ceremony.

The Baidi City in the deep winter is still warm, and even if the pear trees on the observation deck suddenly bloom, they will not look too unexpected.

So the spring breeze came to the bank of the Red River, and the branches were covered with white flowers, so the devil picked up the level from the front of the imperial city, came under the pear tree, and never left.

These are just for a picture.

As Luo Luo said, this picture is really beautiful, whether it is full of pear trees or the devil himself.

Madam Mu's thoughts are really meticulous, and the means are extraordinary.

Unfortunately, she still has no way to turn the devil into a person in the painting.

Because there was already someone in the painting, it was someone who could not be replaced.

"You can draw another new painting, no matter what kind of scenery you like."

The devil looked at Luo Luo and smiled.

I have to say that until this time his manners were perfect and there was nothing to be accused of.

No matter what kind of scenery you like to see, I can be a part of the scenery.

This is a very touching love story.

It's a pity that I still can't be moved.

She said: "Sorry, I like to see you without the scenery."

The devil raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "But must he be?"

Luo Luo said: "I like the spring breeze, like Xinxue, sir, he is Xinxue, but also spring breeze, and you are not."

The devil's ink eyebrows are getting higher and higher, and the cold is growing, asking: "Why?"

Luo Luo said: "Xinxue Chunfeng is the cleanest, Mr. is such a person."

There was silence on the observation deck.

The meaning of this sentence is clear.

The devil laughed at himself and shook his head.

There was no smile in his eyes, and the chill was deeper.

The so-called scenery is originally to see the viewer's mind.

The person in the picture is naturally the person in love.

If he continued to struggle, he would be embarrassed.

He is the master of the magic field snowfield, the most noble **** clan in the world, how can he endure such humiliation?

"It turns out that Xuanyuan Po said that the truth is that Chen Changsheng actually has a private relationship with you."

With a slightly raised lips, he said with a hint of cynicism: "You are his student, he can even start, can such a person be clean?"

"You are wrong again. I do like sir, but sir has always regarded me as a student, what's wrong with him?"

The observation deck was still quiet, and only the sound of falling could be heard.

She said this to the devil, but also to the big monsters around, and even to the whole continent.

When she said this, she clenched her fists tightly, her voice trembling slightly, but she didn't have any embarrassment on her face.

Demon King looked at her expressionlessly and said, "I actually like my husband, do you know how to write the word shame?"

Luo Luo stared at his eyes and said, "You killed your father and all your brothers, are you qualified to teach me how to write the word shame?"

The devil was still expressionless, but he was already angry.

He found that the little girl in front of him had a strange and real charm.

Every word she said was incredibly sincere, and people had to believe it—even if they were attacking each other.

It is precisely because of this sincerity that he is really angry.

No one can see the true emotions of the devil at this time, except the fall.

She was serious and asked curiously: "Do you want to kill me?"

The devil was stunned and found a special place for this little girl.

She seems to be able to clearly perceive the emotions of those around her, even if the other party hides no matter how perfect.

Of course, her curiosity is also true, and she wonders if the other party really dares to kill herself here.

Listening to the falling question, the demon around the viewing platform and the guards watched vigilantly.

The head of the Xiangzu patriarch also seemed to have become countless times heavy and fell on the devil.

This is the White Emperor City, and even the devil can't do anything to her excessively.

And now the devil has some interest in her again.

"You are not wrong, this landscape painting was indeed designed by your mother."

The devil looked at her and said, "It can be seen that she doesn't want to make you too sad, so I hope you can marry a man you like."

Luo Luo asked: "I can see that you don't like me."

The devil said: "Yes, I am willing to cooperate because of respect for you."

Luoluo said: "I like such frank dialogue."

The devil said: "I also don't like things that are empty and empty, so I hope you understand that you must marry me, this can't be changed."

Luo's voice became a little softer and asked, "Is it just for alliance?"

The devil's voice was calm and indifferent: "Chen Changsheng robbed the woman I fancy. I will take you back to the old town of Xue, which is considered a little revenge."

Luoluo sighed helplessly and said, "If you have the ability, you can go to Nanxizhai to take the master away. Saying such a thing and doing such a thing really doesn't match your identity."

"Then say something we should say."

The demon walked to the side of the fence, looked at the streets and alleys in the Baidi City, and the mountains across the Red River. Fly everywhere, at least two hours later, the Congzhou Military Mansion will begin to gather, and then the Languan will drop to the Pillar Stone. Before this night, the Songshan Military Mansion will go down to Hanya to issue a transfer order, within three days at the latest, The human race will gather a million troops, and before the array of more than ten men, the war will begin."

If ordinary people say such a paragraph, there won't be too many feelings, just like a Mr. Shi who can only talk about things.

But the passage came from his mouth, and he felt completely different.

Because he is a devil, he ruled the vast snowfield continent, and he has countless powerful demon warriors who pledge allegiance to death.

Luoluo knew that what he said would most likely become a real picture, and his small face became pale.

"But this war will not start because the human race dare not go to war."

The devil said: "The story between Shangxing Zhou and Chen Changsheng has not been understood. The most important thing is that they have no experience, so they have no courage."

The so-called experience naturally refers to the experience of the human race facing the demons and demon races at the same time.

From the time before Emperor Taizong, to thousands of years ago, to more distant history, the human race has no such experience.

The devil said: "Just marry me and there will be no war. At least millions of souls in this continent will live because of you."

Luo Luo watched his back silent for a long time and asked softly, "Are you threatening me?"

"No, I'm talking about scenery."

Demon King looked at Yuanshan and said, "People like you, Chen Changsheng, and the only qualified place to see the scenery is Jiangshan. If you only want to watch the scenery with him, then this picturesque Jiangshan will be war-torn. Burned to ashes, this is too selfish."

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