Ah, the Millennium demon! If Qing Yan wants to write something, he should be able to write these words at this time! The Millennium Demon is a rare animal. It’s rare to see these two monsters. They are still four thousand-year-old immortals. It’s really hard to meet them!
"Er, love micro …" Sunny first appeared this hesitant face and hesitated. Finally, she bit her teeth and closed her mouth to say, "So how old is love micro? Should not be shorter than them? "
Quiet to the extreme, you can clearly hear your breath, breathe deeply, and breathe quietly. You can hear every drop of rain fall to the ground and suddenly explode. Abe Qing shrinks, carefully opens his eyes, secretly looks at Love Micro, and then retracts his eyes when he smiles. Wow, it’s terrible. Love Micro, don’t laugh like this. Old people can’t stand such a fright!
The love tone of "Abe Sunny Sang" is slower than that of every word, which makes Abe Sunny feel like there are several ants crawling with goose bumps. "I am seventeen years old! Seventeen years old! Do you know? " Even with all the additions, she lived for dozens of years.
"I know!" Abe Qing’s broadband tears blare. Although he can’t say for sure that he is the most powerful, he must be in the front. The powerful teacher of Yin and Yang is threatened by a creature who looks like a girl but doesn’t know how long he has lived. And he still resists and can’t blare. It’s really sad to remind the elderly!
"Don’t stop me whatever I want to do, you know you can’t stop me!" I don’t hide my indifference. "Don’t worry if you don’t mess with me, I won’t do such a thing as destroying Beijing!"
Abe Qing slowly lowered his eyes and nodded. How could he not know? No matter how gentle it is, it can’t hide her thinness and coolness. It seems easy to get close, but it’s the hardest to get close to people. The girl’s heart can’t just walk in. Those two different demons are as dark as if they were born alone. Darkness is reserved for girls!
Even if you are cold at the beginning, you are vulnerable compared with a girl. The girl is cold from the outside, so how can people expect her to shine on themselves? So people are more attractive than the sun, especially understanding that dark people can’t help getting close to those two people. That’s it!
The amiable appearance is cold and hard, and the expression is so fresh when we get back together. That smile, that anger is a mask, that sadness, that silence is a habit, that there is no expectation, and that there is "fate" in the palm of your hand. Is it worthy of being a god?
"What is the life of loving a micro-god …" Alas, Abe Qing didn’t know how to ask this question. It was a bit difficult and stuffy until the end.
"God’s life is how fine and will care? It’s human, isn’t it? " Even if bleeding is not only human blood, but also trying to become human, why does he have to ask this question? Meaningless, isn’t it? And "Abe Qing lost your ridiculous pity theory that man is God, my king!"
But she is her own king, and no one can control her life. So what’s the difference between being a god and being a man? At the beginning, I held the broken night in my hand and didn’t want to let it go. When I smiled at the broken night, I cut my soul. At the beginning of her soul clamoring for blood killing, her life was doomed to be long. She slowly bred wanton madness and gradually derived thirst and blood trembling. She kept all these because she was happy, and then she had them, so she became more and more sexual but also very happy. Whether she was in heaven or in hell, can’t she live and make public with their company?
Cold and no temperature sound made Abe Qing feel deeply shocked, and her mind recovered. Mata felt that she had just been really evil influence, and she would feel pity for love. Yes, it is said that people are in love with God, and micro-pride will not compromise. She may be indifferent or lonely, but she will never be captured by fate. Such a powerful girl is not only her strength, but also her soul. She is straight and upright, and there is nothing that can bend her. How can such a girl feel pity and insult her emotions? "Sorry …" He didn’t know what else to say except sorry.
Love micro didn’t say anything about looking out of the window with half closed eyes, and the continuous rain kept connecting in series. A huge curtain was opened between heaven and earth, covering all the inexplicable thoughts …
Pink cherry blossoms are delicate and lovable, but bloody cherry blossoms are a bit more exotic and evil from the other side of the yellow river and become small. It is said that the appearance of the plague is less likable than the petals of cherry blossoms.
Without Shenhua Town, the cherry blossoms were still red-stained in Kyoto, and the monks were still vulnerable. Some Yin and Yang teachers were still doing the so-called purification. Although Kudo Ji was not good at exorcism, she was also sent to Huazhen by the emperor. After all, now there is a serious lack of interpersonal skills, and the diners are still chatting with each other. Naturally, they are happy to accompany the lovers. So it is impossible not to go. Since these three people have gone, it is conceivable that the games of athel Loren are not in line with the aesthetic appreciation of love.
….. Is it a ghost! ! In addition to the facial paralysis generation Abe Tai, as well as Kuran Kaname and Sebas, who have been changed by the Institute of Love Micro, even those who are serious about staying for a long time are watching and having fun. Love Micro has some black lines!
Bloody cherry blossoms are floating, blue bubbles are flying, and the red and blue phases are dreamy. How do you look good? If those blue bubbles are all condensed by the spirit of love, and there is a little plague in a spirit bubble, it is not a optimistic problem, but an angry and funny problem!
Just now, they saw that the score of love micro was to annihilate these athel Loren, but she didn’t seem to have a good interest in playing with love micro. One by one, the athel Loren was frozen up. Among those blue light balls, besides Fujiji and Abe Tai, Kuran Kaname and Sebas knew from the beginning that the others didn’t know that these sudden blue light balls were condensed by the spirit of love micro.
Looking at the problem of plague still being studied, I love Wei Fujin and Ji Mei, and I will smoke with the bubble of love, but I remember clearly that these light balls will explode. "Don’t play with love, if these plague gods explode, they will escape!" It would be bad to escape to the defenceless people.
"Blast?" Because of curiosity and love, I poked bubbles, moved Morimura and poem patterns, and were frightened by Fujiji’s words. I quickly took them back and poked my fingers on the bubble surface. I was a little scared to look at these little beautiful balls with blue halos, so something would explode?
"Blast?" Love micro, like Morimura and Shiwen, said with deep surprise that these two words are Morimura and Shiwen, but with fear, love micro is a face. "Are you kidding?" Are you sure your brain is normal? " Make people angry and despise the theory of love
Rattan Ji looked at her face and despised you for falling in love with micro-canthus. She sobbed for a hundred times at the bottom of her heart. "I’m not angry. I can’t lose my father and mother’s face. I’m not angry. I can’t lose my father and mother’s adult …………………………………………………………………………..
"Love micro is not you say it yourself? This psychic ball will explode and didn’t that one explode at a time? " She still remembers clearly that the ball was a big bang, although it was not powerful.
"You also said that it was once. At that time, it was the first time for me to do this kind of psychic ball. It was a half-experiment. Now do you think it will be half-done after so long? Are you looking down on my ability or insulting my IQ? "
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Just as this incident was being solved, the wind suddenly blew like a sob, blowing the skin with a sense of trembling, and there was a thick wet smell in this wind!
Looking up, everyone’s face changed greatly. The moon has disappeared from its original coldness, and even the silver light has disappeared. It is like crying blood for the demon moon. This is ominous!
The wind and cloud changed color and wailed everywhere. That’s the mountain. People are afraid of demons and the ghost family is starting to act.
Just as they were about to rush to the mountain, someone appeared in front of them and blocked their steps. Morimura and Shiwen looked at the girl who didn’t expect to appear at this time and called out "Xiaoxi? ！”
Motomiya Akane looked at them softly. "Are you all right?"
"Xiaoxi, we are fine!" Morimura and Shiwen were happy to walk forward when they saw the people who had been looking for a long time. They wanted to have a good look at each other. After a few steps, they stopped because they found those people with Xiaoxi and the tense atmosphere at this time. Morimura looked at those people and finally stopped at the front with masks. Powerful man "Xiaoxi, who is he?" I always feel that something is off track.
"Ghost clan patriarch Yakram!" The faint female ring is not Motomiya Akane but love micro.
The word "Love Micro" made Fujiji and others look very alert and more dignified. They understood the dispute between the ghost family and human beings. Morimura and Shiwen could not conceal their surprise. "Xiaoxi, how can you be with the ghost family?"
"She just betrayed God!" Fujiji also has a young sound, which transcends the age and is steady and calm.
"What? ！” Morimura and Shiwen can’t believe looking at Motomiya Akane these days. They know that in the future, human beings want to be chosen by the dragon god to give the dragon jade to save human beings. God betrayed the dragon god but didn’t want that god to be Xiaoxi. "Impossible, Xiaoxi, you are not a god. You just accidentally drifted into this world, right?"
Morimura and Shiwen look forward to watching Motomiya Akane and hope that Motomiya Akane will give them a definite answer. Motomiya Akane has a hard face and tears. "Sorry, I am the dragon god!"
Although I’m sorry, it’s easy for people who are used to seeing the world. It can be seen that Motomiya Akane is arrogant when she says that she is a god. That’s arrogance!
"Naive Poetry, you have to believe me. I believe that human beings should not reject ghosts because of their different appearances and abilities. I want human beings to accept ghosts and let them live in peace!"
Morimura and Shiwen looked eager to explain Motomiya Akane. It’s not that they don’t want to believe that there are some things they saw with their own eyes, those people who were destroyed by ghosts, those desperate eyes, those ruined walls, those lost souls … How can they forget these things and let them believe that this is peace? And … That night, the demon said that God told her to kill Love Whispering. How could they forget that?
At the beginning, the incident of pushing the dry well, they can be said to have been confused for a while, and they were also lenient (? ) I don’t care about it, but I’m kind (? ? ) help them find it, but facing such a kind (? ? ? ) When Xiaoxi tries to kill her, it’s "killing". It’s not just making a scene. The world is killed by demons, and even the soul will be nourished. How can Xiaoxi do that?