Gossip King

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The high-cooled hand, grabbed the wild grass, the hate of Lin Gao, is annoyed, and the loss of the little witch, let him collapse, the blood is in front of the eyes, he fainted. [Cotton candy]

The whole person seems to float.

Suddenly, surrounding the grass, the grass, the waves, the aroma of the air, rich, refreshing, like a scorpion, but also directly.

This kind of fragrance, like a small moisture, simple, direct, even a bit rude, but it is not annoying.

This must be an illusion, he thinks.

The high-cooled movement arm, strange, there is no discomfort on the body, there is no muscular pain, there is no tathers that does not have drugs, and it is not difficult to withstand the exciting.

Arrils around, the snow-white reeds are fluttering, and some unknown birds are flashing or blue or powdered light, revolving around the high cold, screaming.

It seems to be in a foreign world, like a dream.

The cold is sitting, and I look at it everywhere. "Where is this? Illusion?"

He has some confused, but the worries of the little witch have made him unintentional to see where this is, he stood up, looking for the figure around, "What about the little witch?"

The bird seems to hear his voice, and after a few laps around him, he fell into a long line, waving the colorful wings to brush a place to fly, and the colorful starlight is a general light. Light is condensed into a bead, such as rain diǎn, is generally sprinkled, beautiful and abnormal.

The high-cooler station stunned in the original place, this comes with the lights, is it a new species? I have never seen it before.

The bird group saw he didn't keep up, but flew back and screamed. [Cotton candy is new, the website page is refreshing, less advertising, no pop-up window, I like this website, I must be praised]

The bird group actually carries the way? ! The cold is very shocked, I follow.

I went to about a thousand meters, the reed faded, and the field of view was suddenly open.

It is a silent lake. Half blue lake water plated with a layer of gold in the sun, like a dream, and the other half of the lake, he was taken by the lake, a Tanzhe Tianshi Shu Tianshi. The illumination, the blue lake water appears some black in the shadow of the tree, and a little thick.

The air once again floating the rich aroma, it is a tree that is emitted, the branches, cover the sky, and the inexplicable solemn, the tree seems to look at it, and it is a kind of gentleman. And received respect.

I looked at it in all cold, except for some beautiful birds and I didn't have anything behind, there was no other.

Suddenly, a fragrance is coming, with a surprise, the cold is looking up, there is a person to fly the past, after falling to the osmanthus tree, it will take a few steps, and a white yarn flutter is not a nine, such as fairy. It is okay.

When I was cold, the white yarn, when I saw the small witch, I saw her wearing a white yarn.

He is busy quickly to the osmanthus trees, and then the next wife is looking forward, the white yarn is a blue silk, the petite back / the scene has a small witch, and the cold is not excited, and the footsteps are more accelerated. some.

Surprisingly, no matter how tall, how is it more than 30 meters away, it seems that it is still in the original place. When he is wondering, I saw that the white woman suddenly exuded a powder, after There is a fluffy, such as umbrella.

"Little Witch!" The cold heart, ecstasy, shouted one.

This tail will not be wrong, the tail of the squirrel, this back, this is the little witch, this is a small witch!

"Little Witch!" Gao Cooked loudly, delightful, as long as people who have had lost, they will understand the mood of the cold.

The sound echoed in the cold ear, obviously very loud, but she seems to hear, just lower his head under the osmanthus tree.

"You, really decided to leave? Different world, but a hundred disasters, there is a very deterrent voice in the air, and the earth is high and cold, and it is a big look. The sound of the tree.

"Well." Although it is just simple, it is, hear it too much, this is the voice of a smallwitch.

"I don't have other choices, only to go to the world, even if I am dead, I have to get what I want." The little magic woman looked up and touched.

"You want something, it is not so good." The voice of the sky is helpless and desolate: "To another, you can't emotion, once emotional ..."

boom……

The vicissitudinal voice covered in a roar of a talented sphere, and only the feet were just a relaxation, as if fell into the abyss, all the scenes retired quickly, cool bones.

I once again in front of you.

thump……

Gao Cells only feel that there is a cold in the body. When you fall to the ground, just although it seems to fall from high altitude, there is no half-point pain, not only does not hurt, but the bones are not very tongue, and it is very comfortable.

The high-cooled hand, touched the grass and dirt, he moved his body.

It seems that it is just an illusion, and the cold is deeply sigh. The tears of the eye is still, it seems that she is coma.

It's too afraid that she disappeared, and even the illusion is her.

Hey, the ringtone of the mobile phone sounded, and in this unmanned night, he looked very loudly. He took the consciousness and took out from the trouser pocket. At first glance, it was a small call, just pick it, but did not Electric shutter.

Gao Cooled, I looked at the mobile phone, I moved my body, and I wronned the phone back to the pants pocket. Suddenly, he was a spirit, no, just he had to suffer to death, how to suddenly Can you move? !

It is a small witch, and it is definitely a small demon to save yourself! His heart jumped again and full of hope.

Little demon, small witch! He slammed back.

Under the moonlight, the long railroad track is blind, not dry, carefully, and there is a strong bloody gas in the air.

However, there is no small witch in the railroad track, and there is no hairdryer.

Surprised in the heart, what about the small witch? Why didn't you see? He didn't dare to believe his eyes, stood up, stepping into a blood, walking, squatting down, he reached out and rubbing his hands.

The cold hand, slightly shakes.

This is the blood of a small witch.

It was crushed twice by the train, and there is a living road?

She has no signs in their own life without signs, is there no sign?

"Little Witch, have you gone?" Gao Cells only felt that they were unfortunate, muttered: "Suddenly, suddenly gone? If you don't leave so quiet ..."

"I said the poet, you have not finished? I am still wet and wet!" A impatient voice with naughty but unusually tired, and there is no sign.