[There is a kind of person who is too firm and loyal and does not know how to adapt, that is, he is dull.
Xun Chengying raised his sword and flew more than ten feet away. Shen Youlian leaned on the haystack and cut a bunch of snow in the air, and the sky was filled with snow.
The sword was originally a famous sword in the world, but it was actually broken into two pieces by a chopstick.
Shen Youlian didn't steal any secret book, but it was hard to argue with anyone. She could discern other people's tricks with just one glance. She glanced dangerously at Ouyang Chen and everyone present. "First, use the topic to your advantage, find an opportunity to frame someone for your fault, put others to death on your behalf, and run away like a golden cicada. This kind of thunderous method, such a grasp of the situation, is really... Cliché." When the topic changed, Shen Youlian sighed with a look that was clearly indifferent. I don't know who the real person is, but if he was present, he would probably be resentful.
[There is a kind of person who is the only one who dominates the world, and everything in the world is irreversible.]
Chen Xian is lively and lively yet delicate and gentle. If he picks up a dark blue dress with frost pattern in Shen Youlian, he will still do things like roosters and dogs, and even frame him.
"This is the magnanimity of a woman." Young Master Ling Qiqi did not feel embarrassed after being exposed. At that time, he was already the master of Xugu and did not have to ask for help from everywhere. As things turned out, he could express his contempt for his former confidante.
Look, Shen Youlian is not a person who dislikes others for no reason. She just doesn't appreciate Chen Xian's weakness at all. She can do the same thing perfectly and make the whole world sympathize with her. As for Young Master Ling Qiqi's strength, Shen Youlian felt that he was a bit of a dog-eat-dog, a spoiled child from a noble family, with Xu Gu's backing.
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[There is a kind of person who can only share love and love, but cannot live in wealth and honor]
"You don't have to worry. When the vast bamboo shadow is facing the wind and facing the moon, drink a cup of burning knife, and all your worries and hatreds will disappear." Feng Lingchu took the first step and leaned against the railing.
She deeply felt that every word was precious. Originally, the young master was handsome and high-spirited, and he could do the most shameless things in the world with great dignity.
The autumn moon in the world, the luminous cup, the glass cup, the wine that often causes illness.
A bright moon, round and round as desired, is not a bad thing, it is probably not something she can afford to lose weight.
She has always been very strange, how can a person love when he has hatred in his heart?
How many buckets of blood does it take to fall in love with him, and how many layers of skin does it take to fall in love with him?
She mocked herself rather coldly: "You may be mistaken. For me, hatred is a luxury."
Feng Lingchu smashed her wine glass down and looked at her with full resentment. After looking at her silently for a while, she suddenly became extremely gentle: "It doesn't matter, we still have a lot of time to spend." This pride came to her in an unreasonable way,