future game space

"If God can give me another chance to choose, I will say three words to that purple thing, fuck you!" Zhang Yang looked up at the missing moon in the sky.

"Fuck you, uncle." The purple-haired woman sitting in Zhang Yang's arms counted on her fingers, then held Zhang Yang's head with both hands, looked at Zhang Yang and said seriously: "It's five words!"

Zhang Yang's eyebrows were squeezed into a Sichuan shape, and his face looked like a dehydrated bitter gourd: "Sister, can you stay away from me? I beg you, if you do this again, my life will be shortened."

The purple-haired woman pouted, then shook her head vigorously, hugged Zhang Yang's head, and said happily: "I don't, I don't want to leave you, I want to be with you forever."

Zhang Yang's head was pressed into the ravine of the twin peaks. He was struggling, his hands flopping around like a drowning man. After flopping for a long time, his hands suddenly became weak, and he fainted from the boredom.

Zhang Yang woke up, he was shaken awake by the purple-haired woman, and he was unconscious for a cup of tea...

Looking at the pool of blood on the purple-haired woman's chest, Zhang Yang burst into tears. He has never been a passive person. Once he is passive in this regard, especially when he encounters such a tough woman, he will never be able to revive the man.

No one can revive the majestic glory of the purple-haired woman. No one can have the slightest desire for the purple-haired woman's innocent big eyes. It can only be the most innocent love. But now, Zhang Yang can't even do the most pure love.

Yes, he wants to cry, he is crying.

"Crybaby, have you cried enough?" the purple-haired woman asked.

Zhang Yang shook his head desperately and said feebly: "Can you please stop sitting on me? I will be crushed to death by you."

The purple-haired woman shook her head.

Nightshade Solanum hugged her legs and curled up under the tree, watching quietly the confrontation between Zhang Yang and the purple-haired woman. The unsuspicious confrontation made her giggle. Watching Zhang Yang being bullied by the purple-haired woman, Nightshade was very happy.

While she was happy, she also thought of her brother Long Yang.

Finally, under Zhang Yang's violent coercion, the purple-haired woman was tied to Solanum nigrum. She struggled desperately but could not break free. She pouted, and her big eyes were already filled with mist, looking at Zhang Yang pitifully.

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Zhang Yang turned his head away, trying his best to prevent himself from looking at the purple-haired woman, and said sadly: "The evil thoughts of five big men can actually turn into a woman! I'm so damn cheap! If I had known better, I wouldn't have gone to the brothel!

"

As he spoke, Zhang Yang stretched out his powerful right hand and slapped himself on the face without even making a sound. He couldn't bear to do it to himself.

"What's your name?" Zhang Yang pointed at the purple-haired woman, deliberately pretending to be fierce.

"I don't know..." the purple-haired woman said coquettishly.

Zhang Yang's bones were numb all over his body. He looked at the big tree on the side and bumped into it.

"He...he fainted again." The purple-haired woman said worriedly.

Nightshade's eyes also widened. At this time, she really didn't know what to say. She could only open her mouth and said, "Maybe he is sleepy."

"Nonsense!" the purple-haired woman said angrily, "Obviously he cared too much about others and was afraid that all his thoughts were about them, so he bumped into the tree. I just saw the fallen leaves!"

Nightshade laughed: "Well, I believe it!"

The purple-haired woman said happily: "Just believe it. Although that guy is bad and used to bully others, they just can't bear to leave him. What's even more annoying is that he often throws them into dark places and lets them go.

Think about him, huh!"

Listening to the purple-haired woman complaining, Nightshade felt a little sad. She also wanted to find someone to complain to, but who could she find now?

It was already midnight, and Zhang Yang finally woke up. Then he ran to the river like crazy and jumped directly into the river. Then he looked back at the purple-haired woman and Nightshade with confidence and said: "You, from today on you

It’s called Evil Sword Immortal!”

"What an unpleasant name." The purple-haired woman shook her head.

Zhang Yang thought about it and said, "Then let's call you Xiaojian."

"No!" the purple-haired woman pouted: "You can call me Xiaoxie, it sounds nicer than Xiaojian. Also, when are you going to let me go? My arms are sore, why don't you rub them for me?"

"

Zhang Yang found that he had fallen into a disaster. Flying in mid-air, he was very depressed and his heart ached. He suddenly discovered that there are not so many liars in modern times, at least... When he was eighteen years old, he once

After calculating his fortune once, the slovenly old man easily calculated it for him when he was playing chess with someone. He will have a disaster in his life! A peach blossom disaster!

People are always very literate when they are most pessimistic. Zhang Yang is like this now. He is sitting on the eaves of the house literately, feeling sorry for himself: "Is it... that it is also a sin to be handsome?"

"Are you back?" A voice suddenly sounded behind him. Zhang Yang turned his head to look warily and saw that it was Zixuan. Then he felt relieved and said, "Well, I'm back."

"Don't you think it's very late now?" Zixuan asked.

Zhang Yang folded his arms in front of his chest. He now had a phobia. He was frightened, frightened by 'Xiao Xie'. Thinking that Xiao Xie and Nightshade were thrown into the space by him, Zhang Yang felt a little relieved.

Said: "It's a little late, is it possible that you still want me to come back early to sleep with you?"

Zixuan laughed, and then said: "Actually, you are not as romantic as you appear on the surface."

Zhang Yang agreed in his heart, damn it! After meeting Xiao Xie, he realized that he was as innocent as a piece of blank paper!

"Do you want to try it?" Zhang Yang grinned, touched his nose and said, "Let's go back to Tangjiapu."

Zixuan nodded.

Suddenly! A monstrous demonic energy appeared in the night sky. Zhang Yang was stunned, and Zixuan was also stunned.

Before Zhang Yang could react, a figure had already pounced on him. Xiao Xie pinched Zhang Yang's nose bulgingly. Looking at Zhang Yang who was riding underneath him, Xiao Xie said angrily: "You're killing me again."

You were left in a dark place, do you know how much they miss you? How can you bear it?"

Zhang Yang's eyes widened and his mouth opened wide. His feet hurt. He was shooting himself in the foot, right? How could the purple-haired woman's strength increase so horribly? In less than a day, the purple-haired woman was able to

His space was broken! The devilish energy was the devilish energy that leaked out when his space was broken. Zhang Yang was trembling all over, sweat beads had appeared on his forehead, and he simply closed his eyes.

His cheeks were itchy, and he didn't know when Xiao Xie had put his head on Zhang Yang's chest, his forehead against Zhang Yang's chin, and whispered: "Don't leave me alone anymore, let me stay with you, okay?"

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"Okay..." Zhang Yang's voice was filled with tears, "Can you stay away from me first and keep a distance of one meter?"