Hua Xu Yin: City of Desperate Love

The voice of the murs said that he did not hear any emotions: "This big blood, how do you get?"

It's a little bit of hard, I moved, and I moved it.

He sat down with me, his fingers took the blood stains on the piano, put it on the nose, and it was difficult to see the extreme: "Is you, or a brother?"

I shook my head and seriously said: "It's a chicken blood." Seeing him did not respond, add: "Start this ceremony needs to sacrifice the day, so we killed a chicken."

His eyebrow wrinkled: "Don't make trouble, tell the truth. Or do you want me to send you two together?"

I am struggling: "It's really chicken ..."

He stared at me: "What is the blood of your family, is the blood of the blood?"

I seriously: "Because, this is a unusual chicken ..." If he didn't finish it, he took his wrist, his sleeves were packed, and the arm was tightly underworld. The gauze was exposed under the sky. I looked up to see him: "In fact, this is the so-called part of the weight loss method, putting this gauze tightly thinking about the thin place, by stimulating acupuncture points ..." He interrupted me: "You will try it again."

I bowed: "Because I seem to be a bit worried, I want to say that you don't have to worry, this is nothing, my blood is much, and the wound doesn't hurt, I don't want to go, I will get it very good."

He careped in the forehead and saw it halfway, sighed: "You are really, you have a headache."

The body has been movable, I adjusted a sitting posture, whispering: "Where is it easy to take a headache, it seems that I have never been angry."

He laughed and smiled; "I did never have a breath, just occasionally anger, let my angry people basically didn't get good end, do you want to provoke me angry?"

I carefully looked at him, reach out two hands on both sides of his forehead, he said: "What?"

"Don't be angry, you will be angry, come, come, I will press it, it hurts?"

"..."

I don't know where I will go, but no matter what choice she does, it is not what we can. Thinking of she came to me, there was no colorlessness in the eyes, and the heart was sinking. At this time, a small gray gray pigeon puff it into the wooden window, collided into my hand.

This is the commander of Master Master. I stunned. I don't think so soon, I have a business.

Expand it. I can't help but righteously Yang Xin paper: "You said that you can find a famous doctor who can save the gams in the world. Sure enough, this time I found my Master."

He is packing the blood of the blood-spotted maple piano, and he is heard: "Oh? Hua Tuo has this function, can you live and die?"

I am saying: "Life and death people can't say, just change the life."

Think about it and add it, "other people can save, can only save people who lose their lives in reality because of choosing Huayi fantasy. Premise is that there is a person who is connected to her blood is willing to Life replacement. "

If he is thinking: "So, your Master is coming to let you change the life of the Gamora with the girl of the brother girl?"

I will send my letter and shake my head: "Master him accidentally knowing that Jam is still in the world, just let me go to the room, saying that Zheng Wang found him to follow, really embarrassed. "

After finishing the pen, I have to find a note: "I have to pay back to a letter. I will go to Xiao Huang and Jun Wei tomorrow. Where is the time. How to save it, save it, however, why is it stronger? Introduce, the person who saves the rescue will not be grateful to him. "

It is found that there is a small bount to find the short bountry, and when you wipe your brother's body, you will hold your hand. I am surprised to tighten: "Are you awake?"

She closed my eyes, didn't let me let me, half a ring, said: "If the lady can save the sister, please ask for a saving."

I looked at her: "What is your stupid? Unless you go to change her life with your life, you will not save her. If you really want to give up your life, it is better to give this life. I am coming to you to weave a fantasy, let you and Rong live in the illusion. "

She finally opened his eyes, the scorpion was dark, but there was no one to win. About this is the so-called mourning. It is more like a dead, and it seems to be a dead person.

For a long time, she looked at me like finally reacted, and she looked at me in her eyes: "What is it used?"

I remembered that her person has always been true, I would rather understand that it is a lot of white pain, and I don't want to be confused. This story is that the most wakeful thing is her.

And I have nothing to say.

She turned back and looked at the house. The voice did not work: "I am twenty-six years old this year, I feel that this is very good, very long, there is nothing to stay in love." Donned, "said," there is a wish, After I die, please let me be buried with my husband. "

July, blush, hibiscus.

Go back to Zheng Guo.

The sample is planned to be built on the Sifang City, East of Sifang. I think that the brother is not willing to see Rongzi, once the secret can not be disturbed by any giving birth, will clear the square, only to leave the sun to drink tea under the sun.

The Jams of the Jam were carried out at the sacrifice. In the past few months, it is a little bit of the body, but the face is a bit pale, it can be seen that the Rone does still spend the mind.

At the end of the , the last arrived, the yarn was unveiled, saw and the waist, a faceless face without expression. I handed her tea with blood gum to her: "I can still repent now." She drank it. I saw the empty tea cup, or I want to convince her: "I am not sure this."

The two Yaoqin who gave a few cases were refer to her: "I have to play the Huayao of the two people at the same time, a voice can't be wrong, I have to drive the beads to pull your spirit ..." she played If you break me: "If you fail, will you cause any anti-gods?" I shook his head: "That is not, you can't live in yourself, your sister will not live." She glanced in the eyes Jin Xiao, the eyes are faint: "This is nothing, the singer, start."

Standing on the soil platform, the three streets of the Sifang City East West Northern Biugi, the sunset mask

The sound of the sound of the piano, the wind, the wind, lying on the stone tribe, slowly closes his eyes, the purple yarn on the long skirt is floating, like a magnificent tree, the longer, gradually Cong her. Goodbye, on the 13th month.

I closed my eyes, I was desirable to urinate the pearl, I broke the sound, and an ancient sword was killed in front of him. The string is as low as the wind is standing. I am smashing, lifting the eyes, looking forward to the front stone festival, seeing the purple clothes, the straight back, the catkins are full, slow down, like cutting the goose. I took a few steps in the past. The man is leaned to uncover the gauze on the face of the big brother, and the slender trembled, and the sound is low and calm: "Is she asleep?"

I have given a gift, re-cover the purple yarn, and pull the front and pull the sleeves down. It is better to cover her cold hand: "The two ladies can only live, and they want to save the moon. I found a Mrs. Yueyue who was still in the world, and the Mrs. Violet was not dead. Month Month was not alive. Two ladies have to protect which one, you can think about it. "

I waited for him to answer, but I didn't wait until any answer. After the words, the light gauges were moving, and the brothers have gradually wake up. When she thought she would be coma, the eyes of the apricot were slowly opened. . Half, the thick black scorpion suddenly rose all the best Huacai, she looked at the end of the Ziyi man in front of him, and she felt into his arms. The sound of the little girl with a little girl: "We can finally be together." He I stunned, raised her hand, holding her, she buried himself into his arms: "We can finally be together, Rong." His face is instantly.

I pulled her away from my arms at all, he looked at her quietly: "Who are I?"

Her eyes gradually became a little red, and the eyes also took out a layer of water, and the eyes did not turn off his face. Half, reached out his neck, buried into his shoulders, and he said: "They all said you die. , I don't believe, if you die, what should I do? "

The hand is stiffly on both sides of the body, a long time, and the hoarse road: "Moon Niang ..."

I am a little: "Don't care, she is crazy. Too much to bother in the middle of the way, I am afraid that it is therefore ... If I still want to save the month, I'm still in this way, but it is still I have to worry about it, then send me a piece of seven strings. "

He did not take care of me, half-awaited, pale color floated a bitter smile: "Even if it is crazy, finally, finally I got her."

I looked at him: "If she is awake, the first thing is afraid that it is the scene of the scene."

Willow, like a soft and endless snow in the sacrifice, he hugged her in the arms and walked to the stone steps: "Then let her never wake up." Her yarn fell on the ground, wind roll Come over, like a broken butterfly.

It stands for a while on the Turkai, I am a little confusing, I don't know how to do it, it seems to be good now, everyone is renewing.

It's a lot of people who want to live, she lives. If you want to be together with your brother, they are together. The brother wants to be tolerance, in her consciousness, it is indeed yet. Just like a fantasy, beautiful and false, each has its own.

Going down the sun, seeing the Murray is a leisurely cooked his Kung Fu tea, I am angry: "Why don't you stop it?"

He looked at me solely: "It is me call him, why should I stop him?"

I am wide and wide.

He will deliver the boiled tea: "Everyone should have a chance to choose, you are right, but."

I don't know if it is right, I only know how many people lost this vain, I have to understand the beauty of love, I have to catch this beautiful, I don't have to miss it, actually.

What is the most precious person? Not love, is the courage to live. But these people I have encountered, no one knows.

In a few days, we left the Quarta City, heard that the Jinquia was buried, and the Yushen Ji Japan in this month, the brother will marry the same. I don't know anything particularly for this news. In the morning of Ninth, I heard that the big marriage was missing, and I didn't find the whole four cities. I asked me: "Where should you do?"

At the time, I was writing letter to Jun Wei, determined that he was in the final position, and strive to find him smoothly and Xiao Huang, heard Mousse, and heard the answer: "It may be suddenly awake, to complete her last wish. "

"After I die, please let me be buried with my husband." I remember that she said this, this is her last wish.

Memory silence and half, came over, helping me grinding.

When night, the wind and glamorous mursea were rare to appear in our room. The night wind blows the window, I am surprised to ask him while I am surprised to ask him. "Where did you go?"

He took a purple yarn from the sleeves, laughed, and wrote: "I picked it in the mausoleum of Rong."

I died, I gave him a pouring hand, for a long time: "Handicle, is it in the tomb of Rong?"

He took a teapot from my hand, I poured a cup to myself: "More specifically, it is in the rumor of the Rong."

I screamed, half-awaited: "No wonder they can't find her."

He smiled: "No one dares to go to the magic mine of the scenic, they will never find her." Donned, and poured a sentence, "except me."

I agree to point: "Yes, except for you." Pointing at his sleeve, "But you seem to be hurt."

He does not change color will turn back: "There is no thing."

I pulled his hand and took the sleeve to give him medicine, found that he was stiff, and looked up, he was a bit: "Is I sometimes, too much?"

He holds your forehead, the lips have laugh: "No, this is just right."