The Deity of War

Genius stays in the second, ?b ┘ City f.

The red dress squad had originally made the worst plan. She has been doing this for two or three years. She has seen a lot of people in the world. As long as the means are not too cruel, they can sneak past. However, when she closed the door and turned around, she was paralyzed.

The young man with a knife face turned and sat directly on the ground, closed his eyes and meditated, and there was a cloud around him...

Uh?

The red skirt is also cultivated for a short period of time. Although it is only a force, it can be seen that the young man is practicing at the moment and has directly entered the state of finalization.

She walked over in amazement and asked softly. "Grandfather, don't you drink anything?"

"Hey!"

"what!"

The red skirt squad was shocked by a small shadow suddenly popping up, immediately screamed, and then found out that this is a black little mouse, and it looks a little stupid and cute, just staying in the head The circle on the table looks very cute.

......

"Hey! Brothers are really anxious!"

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Huo Baima heard the screams from the next door, and he was happy.

I thought that Qi Yun is an old-fashioned old man. I didn’t expect it to be a temper!

And the four florists around him, looked at each other, showing a sympathetic look - the knife face is really abnormal, that partner, I am afraid that there are sins tonight.

......

It is impossible for Qi Ying to do anything unspeakable with Hua Kui. He made up his mind that he must practice tonight, and he can't delay in minutes. It is a point that the two martial arts can improve as soon as possible.

However, the red dress squad is curious about this weird knife face. It looks pretty, pretty, not too old, and has a cute pet. I am afraid it is a teenager with a story!

Is it a certain young family who is desolate, and is equipped with a military?

Such examples are not uncommon.

She teased Liu Geer for a while, then she took out a jade.. "Where is the son?"

"..."

Qi Ying remained silent.

The red skirt sighed. "The son is definitely a stranger. I don't think you are like the five big three big guys. You can't care about your son. You must be lonely when you are a soldier. You don't even Have some fun, listen to me blowing the song, can you always?"

"..."

The other party’s silent reaction was expected by her. She almost whispered herself, as if she said to the mysterious knife and face, and said to herself. “I learned a song recently, it was from the king. The word is more famous. It is said to be a very young son. I don’t know if you heard of it?"

"Oh, yes, you are in the army, I am afraid I will come out once a month, I am afraid I don't know... I will blow the song to you first, okay?"

After that, the red skirt squad did not pay attention to the reaction of the knife and the face, and put the jade into the mouth, the finger refers to the light press, whispering and blowing.

"really."

Qi Ying sighed in his heart.

What song can you pass from Wang Du to Yumenguan?

The song "When is the moonlight", under the more mesmerizing jade, do not have a charm, drift into the ears of Qiying, do not have a taste.

It’s just over twenty days from the Moon Festival. I think about everything in Wangdu. It seems to have happened in my life. Where he started, he wanted to go through the peak of admiration step by step. However, it was unexpectedly full of glory, red and half-day, and then more unexpectedly fell from the clouds, forced to come to the desert...

Unconsciously, when thoughts shift, cultivation stops.

The red skirt squad seems to be immersed in the tune, until the song falls, put down the jade, only to see the young man next to the knife and face.

"This song, after I learned it, I have to blow it every day and write its words again. Its songs are nice, but the words are more beautiful."

The red dress squad said to the knife and face, but it was on the rise. She also sang the "Maylight of the Moon" and then bowed her head with some shame. "Is this word good? Maybe, you know, I will laugh at me." ...... I didn’t pick up the passengers every day. If there are no important guests, I don’t have to go out of the house for seven days. Recently, I pick up the passengers every day, just to get enough of Lingling, so I can buy a house in Wangdu. ... When I arrived at Wangdu, I must go to see the son who wrote "When is the moon?"

The more the red skirt is, the more fascinating it is. The two smudges of red hair on the cheeks seem to have enough spar. In the king, I saw the courage of the courage.. "I know that we are two worlds." People, but I just want to sing it to him. The person who made this word is sure to be in Qionglou Yuyu. The height is not cold. The heart should not be very happy. If he listens to the words I sing, he can smile. How good is that?"

"Ah."

"Why are you laughing?"

Her floating thoughts were interrupted by a knife and a chuckle, and suddenly she said with annoyance that the export was lost, and the flower was eclipsed. "Sergeant, sorry, I said the wrong thing, you don't want ......"

"The words you sing, very good."

The other party finally spoke up.

The red skirt slaps the chest and gaze at the half of the face with no knife and knives. "The army...you think it's good."

"Unfortunately I am not the one you want to see."

"Well..." When I mentioned that person, the heart of the red dress couldn't calm down. "One day, one day I will go to the king's capital and sing the words to him. Really, even if I don't need him to smile. Good to say... As long as he hears my words, the expression on his face will change a little bit..."

Qi Ying felt that some of her eyes started to get wet.

He never dreamed of a word that he had unintentionally copied, and after singing to Yumenguan, he brought such a big change to the life of a woman outside Wanli.

In Wangdu, all the strangers he knows and don't know are almost in the discussion of what Qiying has become a waste wood. Some people sympathize, some people disdain, but in Yumenguan, they are still a stranger. The dream of constant pursuit.

This feeling is very wonderful... He struggled, he struggled, until now he only saw a glimmer of light, even if he returned to the king, everyone would still think that he was a waste of nothing, even if he faced the unknown future. It is all supported by a heart. Unconsciously, many people have heard of themselves and even worshipped themselves as idols.

At this moment, the red skirt squad can also see the unsettled people in front of him, and the melancholy temperament that makes him feel faint, as if she has seen the face of the imaginary son of the imaginary.

When she saw the wet corner of the other's eyes, she seemed to have a string that was moved, and her look changed. She finally took a deep breath and stood up. The hand was pumping at the waist and the skirt was untied. The red dress floats down...

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