Here Lies The Wicked

Sunrise East.

Xia Guang Wan Hu.

The golden pilgrimage, like a thousand miles of golden pounds, renders the sky immense.

The heavens and the earth are like a roll of haunted paintings that are recovering from silence, and then... glow! Vibrant hair!

Fang Zheng practiced "Voldemort Print" all night.

The more Voldemort Print is practiced, the more spiritual and prosperous it is, driving away overnight fatigue without feeling tired even if you haven't slept for one night.

At this time, the dawn is brilliant and brilliant, reflecting the entire body of the square, rendering a pale golden glow.

As in mythology, a god came from the Divine Court, and Fangzheng's hand kept forming the Vajra imprint, cultivating his own three fires.

The outsider could not see what the difference was, but his body was burning like a sacred furnace. The sacred furnace reflected the whole body. A piece of blood in the body was like lava, and the past was boiling.

Flushing blood impurities all the time.

Increasingly pure and vibrant.

Blood gas spins rapidly and violently in the body, which is a sign of high blood gas. If you stand close, you can even hear it hidden, and it comes out of the square like a tide, it's a bloody, boiling elephant.

And when you practice your blood like thunder, you're in the realm of great multiplication.

This morning, in the face of the first Asahi rising the sun, Fang reached the divine union and experienced a vibrant life. One cultivation can actually withstand several painful cultivations yesterday night.

It didn't occur to Fang that practice early in the morning, and this effect.

Surprise.

Afterwards, he was about to head downstairs to the roadside breakfast spot for food.

Although practicing "Voldemort King Kong Seal" is not like practicing "King Kong Not Bad Alohan" to pit father, after practicing, the feeling of hunger exploded, but practicing all night, the taste of the hunger that Dimi did not enter, is also in no way uncomfortable.

Martial arts masters also starve to death.

The more the martial arts practitioner, the bigger the appetite.

It's not even seven in the morning.

The front door just opened and there was movement. The rooms of the two college girls next door were also immediately released.

First, knock! Like something heavy fell on the floor, followed by the painful voice of a girl.

Soon there will be slippers rubbing the sound of the floor, rubbing, rubbing, rubbing on this smooth floor, like the devil's steps... friction belt lightning, flying fast near the door.

“Brother Fang Zheng. ”

A quiet girl's voice, calling Fang Zheng from behind.

Fang turned around and looked behind him. His two college girl neighbors' burglar doors opened a small door stitch and came out of it to probe a girl, such as the adorable cat, Spirit of Water eyes looking pitifully at Fang Zheng.

This is a beautiful, quiet college girl, like the girl next door. Although she wakes up early in the morning, some people have to admit that she is naturally beautiful and has the same facial expressions.

“Are you going downstairs to buy early?” Female college student Chen Tongwen Jingdao.

“Want me to bring you breakfast?” Fang Zheng asked that he was just on his way. With all due respect, Fang didn't mind.

“Well, thank you, Brother Fang Zheng.” College girl Chen Tong is like a chicken pecker, the voice is sweet and joyful.

“Fang Zheng's little meat brother, he wants it too ~” The door stitched up another person's head.

The crisp soft sound raised Fang Zheng in the early morning and raised a goose bump.

In the face of evil spiritual drivers, none of them have ever felt the creepy, creepy chill.

But at this moment, he finally realized what a creepy, creepy, creepy goose bump was.

Women, indeed, are terrible.

This is the face of a famous melon, the skin is white, the facial color of college girl paper, sleeping like a hair explosion, unlike Chen Tongtong, can fight 90 percent.

“Speak well, don't make a scene. ”

Square corner muscle puff, this sister paper is the cheap "Mother and Queen” of Chen Tongtong, Lin Jiabao.

Chuchu looked at Fang Zheng with a weak face.

At this time, the two heads simultaneously probed the door seam, the original narrow door seam was more open, and the square angle saw the two college girls behind the door seam, only wrapped a long down jacket, revealing white flower thighs, white flower arms, shaking eyes, even hidden snow white torso inside the down jacket.

Mud coal!

Do you want to be on fire in the morning? Fang didn't expect these two college girls to be sauce-like people, they are naked sleeping sister paper!

These two evil-doer fairies are fleeing in horror!!

At this time, he also seemed to find himself walking away, behind him quickly sounded the girl's scream, and the thief was fleeing faster.

Walking 100 meters out of the neighborhood, there is a trail called Wenzhou Road, just at the intersection of several streets, the student party and the commuters who get up early to catch the bus will choose to pass this shortcut, thus opening a variety of breakfast shops.

buns, buns, ravioli, dumplings, handscrapers, fried noodles, beef ramen, Chinese breakfast, milk tea shop...

Eyes are chaotic, forming a unique early street culture.

When Fang was appearing on Wenzhou Road, he saw a 278-year-old man dressed clean, unlike a beggar or homeless man. Ignoring the surprise of the surrounding passers-by, he sat so casually on the side of the road, and his mental state seemed a little tranced.

Twenty or thirty minutes later, after breakfast, when he was passing again, the person still remained in motion and sat still on the side of the road.

“Boss, since when is the man sitting at the intersection there? I think he's been sitting still for half an hour.” Fang asked a bakery owner curiously.

“It's been at least four or five hours.” Instead of the boss answering, she was just finishing the bill and the boss and mother who were packing the table looked up and replied.

“When everyone opened the door around 3: 00 in the morning, the man came from the outside and sat on the side of the road all the time, not making a scene, not begging, like he was scared to lose his soul, not knowing if he was irritated or distraught. ”

“Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh” The boss stared at his wife.

Fang Zheng thanked him and bought three breakfasts at this breakfast shop.

When the man walked by, Fang was leaving a breakfast beside him, saying nothing, and walking away.

That's all he can do.

However, the sunset moon rises…

Around 10 p.m., when Fang Zheng finished a cafeteria outside and returned to his neighborhood, he found a man sitting on the security room steps at the front of the neighborhood, bright street lights, pulling his silence out for a long time at night.

It's actually the weirdo I met at breakfast this morning.

Not on Wenzhou Road at night, I actually went to the front door of the neighborhood to continue sitting alone.