Late Night Bookstore

Vol 3 Chapter 1040: Fu Jun VS Drought (4)

Everything happened was just a must, but it was in this must, as if some established things were subverted.

The girl has absolute confidence in her defense. She does not think that someone in this bookstore can pose a threat to herself in the absence of that man.

Therefore, she made a special arrangement from the beginning to the foreshadowing. It was not too elaborate, but it was enough. The owner of this bookstore still left here. Even if she won the hook, she did not know her in advance. Arrangement is only an accident.

A guy who was forced to become a puppet by himself sacrifices and sacrifices. After all, he is of little value.

She needs to complete herself. This time, she has no illusions. After completing herself, she will leave, and she will continue to stay where she should be, and there, no matter how late the bookstore owner is. Angrily, I dare not go there to find her trouble.

It can be said,

Things originally developed according to her expectations,

This is a simple game, at least for her, it is.

Perhaps the bookstore is quite large in the eyes of others and other forces. It can even be described by the word "terror", but in the eyes of her level of existence, it is really no different from Novice Village.

As long as the boss is away, there are no hidden dangers.

Unfortunately,

accident,

After all, it happened.

The broken barrier marked the collapse of her defense system. She seemed to see the fleeting smile on the old face.

This is a joke,

This is a play,

With a sense of satisfaction as a pig and a tiger.

It seems that the previous step by step is just a kind of bedding, and the significance of this bedding is only in the moment of joy he obtained at this moment.

There are indeed a lot of people with bad taste;

But at this level, people at this level who can break their defenses can still have this kind of bad taste. This is the first time I have seen it.

In a trance,

She has a feeling,

Now this old saying in front of my eyes,

It’s not the same person who made cookies for himself when he first came in.

The rune paper came down,

There are also two black curled hairs on the rune paper,

There is even a little white temperature floating,

Everything, everything is explaining, this is a taste of rune paper.

At first,

The old monkey stole Liang Changzhu from Attorney An and took the real rune paper. When Attorney An left, he stuck the rune paper to his face in a drunken face, and fell into a deep intoxication.

This shows that

Some habits,

It's really difficult to change, and death can't be changed.

And this truth will appear constantly in the mouth of mother, scolding at your shortcomings:

"You're so bad, I don't think you can fix it in your next life!"

indeed,

Just as I used to sit on the throne of the bones and blow the wind of the sea to wince,

With Zhou Ze who likes to sit on the window sofa in the bookstore and watch the newspapers and bask in the sun;

Get used to this kind of thing,

Often more than you might expect,

It’s terrifying and deeply rooted;

even,

It may not only affect your life, but life after life!

Even if it is out of their own dignity and dislike of this "original taste", the girl can't let this rune stick on her body.

She raised her hand and grabbed the old wrist.

Press homeopathically, force,

She can't kill,

But people can be scrapped.

She could twist the cliché into a twist, fold it there, but still keep him steady and not cut off.

however,

at this time,

The old hand suddenly became extremely heavy, as if the back of the hand held a mountain, and when the hands of the two sides touched, the weight of the hand was completely turned over.

"Humph……"

The girl groaned,

Forced to bend over.

At this staggering moment,

The rune paper in Lao Tao finally fell on her shoulder.

Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang,

Cosmic flood,

In the rolling years, there always seems to be a constant law, the older the stronger.

Being a monster depends on the year;

Being a zombie depends on the year;

It depends on the year of being a person;

Work depends on seniority;

This seems to have become a general theorem, but there will be exceptions for the Yangtze River to push forward.

One year ago by the well in hell,

When the first generation faced the winning hook, they once lamented:

I am born, but I am old.

Jun hates me for being late, I hate Jun for being early.

Even at that time, I was willing to sit down. Although there were still not many words, most of the time the first generation still vented their desire to talk, but still expressed an attitude that the other party can sit on their own. .

No matter how high the drought is, it won't be too high;

The last generation, but even the first generation commented that they were clever.

Ten thousand steps back and said that without any skill, he really was not qualified to lose his family, and he could not lose even if he wanted to lose.

Rune paper falls,

A deep roar came from a mountain thousands of miles away. Fortunately, it was raining thunderstorms at the time, but it did not cause much doubt to the locals.

And on the bookstore side,

I only heard a "click",

The girl's left arm was directly removed.

It is like a piece of wood, cut by the cutting machine, smooth and smooth.

The old man stepped back a few steps, his body swayed a little, and stared at the girl in addition to his eyes. His body had begun to sway, and he swayed left and right.

who am I?

Where am I?

Where am I going?

The girl is like a beastmaster who is enraged by the majesty,

The sound also becomes distorted,

"who are you!"

Ordinary people cannot hurt themselves.

After listening to this question, my eyes started blinking constantly, as if I was thinking about it, like when I was about to wake up, I was a little confused.

"Ah!"

The girl took a step forward, her arms were gone, she didn't care, she cared who the **** was, hiding behind the person's skin and pretending to be a ghost!

"Chichi!"

All surroundings,

It seems to have started to go backwards,

As if time had a countercurrent at this time,

The scenery began to change,

The bookstore has changed back to what it was before the renovation. Unreal and real became chaotic at this time. The most important thing is actually the old way in front of you. The changes in the surroundings are only affected by this aftermath.

As soon as the drought came out, the ground was thousands of miles;

People always think that it is drought for thousands of miles, resulting in unrecoverable grains, so many places still retain the custom of playing drought once the drought occurs, to be a scarecrow or a more advanced person who weaves with bamboo and wood to make a bigger one, everyone go up together Hit it or simply burn it, in order to hope that the drought will pass sooner, just like the firecrackers in the New Year.

In fact, the true ability of the dry stalk is that she can go through it. This point, she has a deep understanding of winning.

At that time, the Yellow Emperor and Chiyou battled, and the Emperor Jidi later joined them. Her ability can often enable her army to penetrate the layout and planning of Jiuli in advance.

Even the battle that set Fu Chi to kill Chi You completely established the victory, could not be separated from her contribution.

this moment,

On the old road, there is a sea of turf.

Lao Tao still stood there, but in front of him, another him appeared;

This he is getting younger,

From 70 to 60,

From sixty to thirty

From thirty to ten,

From being ten years old to being a baby,

From swaddling to fertilization L,

then,

Start to become gray.

Drought is a very vengeful person. What she is doing now is to find the guy who just hurt herself and grab it out.

Among the only remaining people in this world, no one can let them be hurt willingly except for winning the hook.

The gray piece began to dissipate slowly,

Gradually revealing the back of a man,

The man is wearing a white robe,

long hair,

at this time,

He turned slowly,

Seems sleepy and tired,

Yawned.

found it!

A black mist rose from the girl's body and directly invaded the past.

This is the real fight between the gods and the confrontation with a model that exceeds the level of understanding of normal people.

Facing the black that quickly dipped around, the white robe man's eyes were calm,

As if at this time,

He didn't care who he was facing,

even,

You can also see a trace of his eyes... eager to try.

He said in a deep voice:

"Taishan!"

"boom!"

The silent roar, like a terrifying shock wave, with the book center as the center, quickly ripped out.

Even the wind didn't lift a trace,

But tonight,

The entire South Street,

Collective power outage.

After the confrontation,

Lao Dao sat on the ground,

The eyes, ears, noses and noses are full of blood,

The whole person looks miserable.

The drunken hair was messy and she seemed extremely crazy. Her angry thoughts began to sweep her mind, because she hadn't been able to take advantage of the slightest advantage in the just hands!

Woman, the consequences of anger are serious;

Princess, the consequences of anger are serious;

Under the combination of the two,

For a while, the drunk simply forgot his own restrictions, and struck again. The old way to sit on the ground and apparently lost all his resistance was to slap it.

The previous figure of the white-robed man who had appeared has disappeared,

This time,

See who can come out to protect you!

however,

at this time,

The gray inside of the old man,

A face with a mask appeared,

In the eyes under the mask,

Have a very strong struggle and resistance,

It seems that his appearance is a kind of helplessness and coercion,

But in the face of this palm,

He felt threatened by himself,