This is what Little Sister (the Great God) calls a soft, fantastic way?!

Are you afraid Thelma's not teasing me?

Only a middle-aged woman who had just returned oil-headed powder has now become a dripping old woman.

Skin all over the body, wrinkled into dry old bark, as if it had been drained of all moisture.

White hair falls off for the most part, leaving only a few on the greasy, wrinkly scalp.

Feng Yu opened his mouth and couldn't see a tooth in it.

Every breath, it's so hard to make a whining noise.

In the cloudy eyes is pain, despair, a cry for relief.

Though monks die, they usually die of impenetrability, life expectancy to the limit, and eventual spiritual exhaustion and silence.

But even a seemingly old monk has never actually experienced a real old life or death like a mortal.

Meanwhile, Mu Yan just enjoyed Feng Yu for a lifetime in [Floating Dream].

No life is full of sleep, and no life is endless to die in endless despair.

Her blood, her life expectancy, was consumed a little bit in this long torment.

Feng Yu thought it was the scariest thing to be eaten by poisonous insects.

But I do not know that even the soul trapped in hell will never survive, and it is the despair that truly makes life worse than death.

So in the course of this song.

Feng Yu said all the bad things she had done in her life that she should not have said.

Muang's gaze turned to cold feathers, revealing a slight apprehension in his eyes.

Nonetheless, Feng Yu knows too little.

Turning around, all we know is that Cold Feather's mother will have something to do with Fusang City owner, even the new lady of the family leads the way from a thousand needles.

But how exactly do you lead a thousand pins, whether Cold Feather's mother cheated or not, none of it is known.

Fusang City, what kind of place is that?

Muang frowned disgustingly just thinking about it.

The original Lu Ming banquet, all teams, some arrogant, some insidious, some stereotypical.

But even the “Flies" that started out with Muang and they were quite annoying were not as disgusting as the Fusang team.

Those who despise women and treat them as objects and trample on their humiliating faces at will are nothing but a disguise.

At the time of the war, Mu Yan taught the Fu Sang people a hard lesson and even made them laugh at everyone afterwards.

But that doesn't change the status of Fusang City as one of the largest cities in the purple cloud.

How could her mother cheat when Cold Feather foam was so in love with a distinct personality?

Not to mention the willingness to go to places where men are inferior to women in Songcheng?

Mu Yan looked at Cold Feather and did not know how to comfort his Fourth Sister for a moment.

Cold feathers, although women, have always been the most spirited of the free doors.

No disrespect, no big deal, no sadness at all.

Many times, it is even forgotten that she is also a young girl.

And who would have thought that there was such a secret hidden from such an optimistic woman?

“Fourth Sister...” The rain looked at Cold Feather worried, “Fourth Sister, don't be sad, you still have us! ”

Cold feather foam smiled gently, suddenly step forward, Red Lotus took the sword and flashed, Feng Yu's head had been cut off.

She walked to the clouds and drooped her head slowly, muttering: "Brother, I want to leave for a while. ”