No crying, only the color of blood red, from the orbit of a drop of sliding down. It blooms on xuanyuanche's black lapel and mixes with that black.
Slowly reach out, Ryukyu point by point to reach the tip of xuanyuanche's nose.
No warm breath, No.
The storm in my eyes quickly gathered, the beautiful cheeks began to twist, and the crazy breath began to grow rapidly.
Holding the autumn mark of xuanyuanche tightly, I saw the expression of Ryukyu inadvertently in my grief, but I was slightly shocked.
Crazy, that's crazy, how could
"Ah..." Let's not pay more attention to the autumn trace. Suddenly, Ryukyu looks terrible and twisted. His black hair is flying everywhere, just like the howl of a lone wolf breaking through layers of clouds and shooting all over the world.
"Poof..." The birds are startled.
Wild animals roam about.
Crazy, crazy, this
A knife cut, look has been the whole crazy Ryukyu, a soft body fell down.
Ouyang Yu Fei's face was speechless, and he hugged the fallen moon.
Mountain wind curtain roll.
The setting sun on my head is like fire, stretching to the whole sky.
So red, so with a ferocious atmosphere.
The breeze blows, with the cold that this season shouldn't have.
Time flies by. In a flash, it's a day and a night.
The blue sky and white clouds are still as soft as ever.
Trees rustle in the breeze, grass leaves are still green, mountain flowers are still brilliant.
Heaven and earth are still in operation.
It's just that some are different.
A small wooden house on the boundary of the mausoleum is located at the foot of the mountain. It is used for hunting and rest by unknown hunters.
There are three or two pieces of grass flying on the thatch house.
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