The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

In the emerald coast, the Lord left, and the habitual smile, he looked at the Red Moon Wangcheng surrounded by the Emerald Inner sea, there is not much expression on his face, he murmily reads yourself from the Red Moon Wangcheng s story,

"The String Moon, a powerful person arrived, and he entered into a countdown."

"The full moon, the power of strong people arrived, participated in this terrible arbitrary game."

"The lower string month, there is no need to save, everywhere is the shadow of falling, no enemy, no friends."

"Finally, there is no month of the month ..."

He stood up and took a few steps next to the Emerald Neihai. The soul is floating, and the blue soul fire reflected in his black scorpion outside of the paper, flashed.

He asked softly and asked that people who were not here.

"What have you experienced something, Ares?"

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The drama ended in the thunderous applause.

Although it is a holographic projection, there is no actor to go to the desk, but many people still stand up, and applaud, express their gratitude and movement. They thank you to bring such a legendary drama to the replay after thousands of years, and thank you for the glory of the glory before you can perform such a wonderful work. Don't say that the last era did not be developed now. Film and television technology, those actors can make the audience like it.

Aresi is also a member of the applause, but his applause is more feelings than the simple audience next to it. This drama also occupies a considerable position in his long lives. Whenever the melody of "praise the star", he can always think of each of his carnival with neurosis.

The current neuropathy should restore the relevant memories, and Alice will even think that if neuropathy memories can stay in the moment, so there is no after ...

He was sanctified by the saints to take out the flow of people, and the Carnival is still completely over. On the stage of the square, you will choose the winner of today's liberal drama. The float has been entered one by one. There is also a hologram of holographic fireworks. They have not finished all booths. The time before the fireworks performance is just useful.

"So do you do another ice cream? Or dreal?" Aresio took the stored balloon back, and he flew away, holding the neuropathy wrist, and wrapped the wires on his wrist.

Ru Zius: "..."

"Why don't you be tied to your own wrist?"

Arecio is very straightforward.

"You don't leave, isn't you the same?"

Then he can make a hand to play!

However, neuropathy is not very fast. In contrast, he looked at Unresoco, but it was laugh.

"Okay, I don't leave."

He didn't take the opportunity to take a dog, Alice, and let Alizeo are very vigilant. He still looked at the neuropathy. I always feel that the other party is brewing. However, look at it, he forgot his alert yourself. In the light of the light, the saints are controversial, whether it is a semi-long hair of platinum or sky, these light tones are in a splendid background, so it is incredible.

- Perhaps this evaluation is full of Personal Subjective in Ares.

The floats began, and the flow of people was surging. The flowers were named after a major historical incident, and the Aresioco did not recognize anything. As a result, a caravan passed, his eyes became brighter.

"I know this! This heresy is our original investigation."

"You still remember this bard, he is the first to sing about your rumor?"

The last most excited carnival flowers are slow and sprayed with holographic fire. The crowd sent something exclaimed, there were some courageous and even reach out, touched those golden gorgeous flames, and Aresi also did one of them. He is even greater, and directly batches in the flame, and the people who are thrown out of the flowers and candies out of the flowers. The eyes will understand white, "give some sugar".

Dressed float volunteers: "..."

He had to gave an a big sugar in Ares, and Alice gave neuropathy. He always remembers that the other party likes to be sweet.

I looked at the Cats, I was in the cold, I was a cat, and Lu Zius had been tolerated, but she did not let himself laugh because it is like a cat.

Alesi is suspected to look at the neuropathy where the face is not expressive. He always thinks that neuropathy is thinking about what weird.

"Today is not like a carnival?" Lu Zius opened the topic, brought a little smile, "Although you put my pigeon, I also sent a terrible dead news, but I am more still Remember, you will come back in the second year, we meet again on the Carnival. "

"I settled a very much like your little man at the booth, I haven't come to pick up, you will come, I will hold people in my own hands."

"That is ..." Areso did not want the neurology, "That is I fight with West Olympics. Unfortunately, I don't have much greater growth than the last time I was torn off." Hidden, so as not to be killed by West Olympics. "

"Is it serious?"

"It's okay?" Ares is not a bad thing, "the vitality of the blood family is very tenacious, find a place to lying for half a year, and come out to run jump."

The saint is slightly frowned, and the choice of Alice does not agree.

"You should hide, hidden in a hundred years."

"Do you like to be bluffed?" Asked Alize.

"... don't."

"That's not a knot? So I have to wake up." He said here, he smashed his eyes slightly, it looked like a good thing, "So, even if you are embraced, you don't have to worry. I will be with you Sleep together, wake up together. You will be the only successful continuation of my strength, the only descendants of Jane's life, even if you are tired of you ... "

Aresi steeily found that his wording seems to be a little over-lingering, he immediately lives, but neuropathy is not inappropriate.

"If I am tired of one day?"

Alice glance with him and does not want to answer.

"What is it?" Lu Zius didn't want to let him, "Let me go?"

"What dreams do you do? From the day of becoming my descendants, your life is no longer attributed to yourself." He paused, and that sentence is a little ashamed to teeth, you can look at the neuropathy in front of it, the other side has bright and The bleak, and his contrast to his darkness, it is like a bird that will be flying away from him.

He then took a deep breath.

"From birth to death, you will belong to me."

At this time, it is undoubtedly a strong possession. Aresio has no more nostalgia to the power. It has no reason for wealth. Because everything in the world has long been far away from him, he didn't want, there is no common man's desire, so even after defeating West Olympics. He also doesn't think there is a great achievement.

Because there is no meaning, whether it is in the peak of power, it is meaningless to him.

As at him, the death of West Olympics is just let him be more free, and no one will intervene his dating and dating. At that time, the wolf king from the world, the Lich has been curtaining with the Northern Curtain, and his people and things have left, only neuropathy.

However, the neuropathy is finally turned with him, and the Aresi does not know if it is his own problem. He didn't want to save, but he also asked, but neurological diseases did not will be said.

Nothing to say, I will only use the complicated and unpredictable eyes, and finally eat a few sugar.

... is like this now.

Alesi is shocked, just recalls that he has produced a psychological shadow for the neuropathy to eat sugar, as if neurosis will be the same as him. He then slammed his face and grab the neuropathy sugar.

"..." The saint sighs, "You have to let me eat some sugar."

"No! Don't eat!"

"Don't eat, I am afraid I can't help but."

Because, because he just said? Still restored what memory? Alesi is very tight, the memory nodes at this time are in a somewhat danger, and the positive card is on the eve of their face.

"I originally wanted to give you a gift." The saint said gently, "but now ..."

"Ares, can you come with me?"

Arecio does not know what neuropathy wants to tell him, his thoughts are abnormally chaotic, and it is a long time to jump to the moment later. Maybe he should not say the previous words, maybe the neuropathy does not like to have too much strength, and then there is no matter what neuropathy has remembered some things, including Ares, understanding In the middle, it can cause two people who break.

The road of Areso will enter the corner along the path of neuropathy. He saw something in his mouth, it should be sugar, so it is not in anger, and Unresuo does not know.

He still decided to save it as much as possible.

"Wait, the words just haven't deprived your will, I didn't think ..." He turned back, try to make himself sincere, sincere, but his words have not finished, neurosis will press this Unattended shadow, kissed him.

This kiss is too sudden, and the eyes of the deep rose of Ares, the struggle of the consciousness. Somatostat, push into his mouth with the tongue of the lips, his tip of the tongue seems to have come into contact with some fine and prosperous patterns, but only the tip of the tongue, he can't conclude what is that, just think the other's lip Hot, and this hardware is cold.

This cold-hot touch made him a lot of water light. He didn't even easily move his tongue. It is only afraid that it is not a candy to swallow into his stomach.

His unable to resist the convenience of the other party, when the tongue touched him on the upper jaw, Ares can also make a slight patience, but when the other party began to let him go, his light is finally floating, Wet eyelash.

He also identifies it, now in the tip of his and neuropathy -

It is a silver cross.

This discovery made him completely unfair, when he is finally released, it is already a posture stuffed with the wall, and even breathing is not dare to Zhangkou, it is afraid that the silver cross in his mouth will fall out.

[I originally want to give you a gift.

He finally understood this sentence, as this understanding, he finally realized one thing -

The saint squats, with him flat, and the color of the sky is floating, floating a little shallow smile. This smirk Aresio has ever seen that in the cathedral of their decisive battles, the saint is like this to smile, then spur it out of the foresee.

His mouth is silver cross, almost dull, look at the saints that approached him again. The light kiss is falling in him, this kiss is not a pure temperature, with the saint's tongue, sweeping his eyelashes, and finally bringing a little neuropathic color.

"I have always thought of kiss your , I just exposed me, I was inherited."

The saint said softly.

"You don't let me eat sugar first."

The pupil of Ares is strenuous, and the memory of the rush is finally floating among his mind. About how he is fighting with the saints, how to be kissed in the coffin, and the tip of the tongue is nothing, just when there is no one. Promoting his mouth, not silver cross, but a blood crystal.

[I don't want you to hate me, so even if you die, I have to tell you, I have a root cause with you.

[Three years later, there will be a big fire in the world.

[Everything will die in the fire, and I will take the "Fang Bo" to the new era of gold.

When the Sao said predicts, the feelings are warm.

"God ..." Ares hooded, so as not to fall out of silver, but this does not hinder him with red, slightly vague!

"are you crazy!!!"