Pirate's Infinite Wings

"He wants to squat down and let him slap it." Feng Xing looked at Yan Yan intently, with a cold voice. "Since he has such confidence, I believe that in Ding Beihou's eyes, a community will not let him in In the eyes."

"The shape of the wind, this is what you should say." Before the eldest person who opened his eyebrows looked at the wind, he said, "You are now an old man, pay attention to your words and tone, in Qingyue Mountain, I Don't like those conspiracies."

When I saw the old man’s opening, the shape of the wind was hurriedly respected, “Yes, the wind is impetuous, and I forgot the teacher’s forgiveness.”

For the wind-shaped running, the swallows are not in mind, but they are called the old people of the Expo by the shape of the wind, which makes Fang Lang somehow inexplicably good.

At this moment, Zhang Xin looked at Fang Lang and said, "Yan Tongling, you really want to love."

Seeing Fang Xin's voice, everyone's eyes were looking at Fang Lang, looking forward to his answer.

Looking at Bangxin, Fang Lang nodded earnestly and said: "As a leader, Yan will never let his man fight with me sadly. In twenty-five years, you may not be there for a long time, because You are all practitioners and have a long lifespan, but for our fighters, for those of us who have fought for blood and life on the battlefield for 25 years, this is too long."

After all, suddenly everyone is silent,

One sentence is too long, telling the mood of the soldier represented by Yan Yan,

"Although I am not a soldier, it is not a soldier under your command, but I think you are a qualified and responsible leader." The old man slowly stood up and said: "Since you insist on feeling, then I will send You." This is life and death, everything depends on your own creation."

Nodding to the old man, Fang Lang said, "There is a senior."

Xinxin looked at the old man and said, "I am sorry for everything." Yan Yan stepped on Changhong and left the invitation palace with pity.

When he suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, his feet suddenly became stable.

In the eyes, there is white mist around.

The white mist causes the distance. I don't know how long it is. It is very winding and ethereal.

Intermittently, in this white mist, sometimes colorful smoke appears, such as purple smoke and blue smoke flickering inside.

"This is the way of love." I looked at Fang Lang with sadness."This white fog is a psychedelic world. In this world, everything you experience is illusory, but so is it."

After sighing, the sad voice said quietly, "True and false, sometimes it is really clear. Life is like a dream. After death, everything disappears like a dream. On the road of love, close if you can To really get through this emotional barrier, it may be beneficial to yourself and the people around you."

"On the road of love, close the heart and mind." Looking at the distant white fog and the long road, Fang Lang said to himself: "Is this a kind of love? It looks like a dream, but it is still uncertain. "

, Said sadly, "This road has no end. The end is only in your heart. Here, I want to talk to you about the structure of the road and some key points. You must listen carefully."

"Yeah" Yan Yan looked sad, knowing that he was responsible for his photos because of Xinxin, and hurriedly bowed to the ceremony. "Young generation Yan Yan, thank you for your concern for the elderly." ..