Pirate’s Infinite Wings

"He wants to squat down and let him pat it." Feng Xing looked at Yan Yan intently, and said in a cold voice, "Since he has this kind of 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 oldest man opened his brows and looked at the wind, he said, "You are an old man now, pay attention to your words and tone, in Qingyue Mountain, I Don't like those plots."

When I saw the old man's opening, the shape of the wind was respected in a hurry, "Yes, the wind is impetuous, forgetting the teacher's forgiveness."

For Feng Xing's running, swallows are not in his heart, but they are called the old people of the Expo by Feng Xing, which made Fang Lang inexplicably fond of them.

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

Seeing Fang Xin's voice, everyone's eyes were on Fang Lang, expecting his answer.

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

After all, suddenly everyone is silent,

One sentence is too long, it tells the emotions of the soldiers 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 stood up slowly 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 student."

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

When he suddenly flashed before his eyes, his feet suddenly became stable.

In the eyes, surrounded by white mist.

The white mist leads to a distance, I don't know how long it is, it is very winding, and it is very ethereal.

Intermittently, amidst this white mist, there are sometimes multicolored hazes such as purple haze and blue haze flickering inside.

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

With a sigh, the sad voice said quietly, "True and false, sometimes it is really clear, life is like a dream, after death, everything is like a dream and the dream disappears, on the road of love, close if you can Really get through that emotional hurdle, and it can be beneficial to yourself and those around you."

"On the road of love, close your heart and mind." Looking at the distant white mist 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 ending 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 photo because of Xinxin, and hurriedly bowed to the ceremony. "Young generation Yan Yan, thank you for your concern for the elderly." ..