Zuo Wei looked at the system tasks with twitching eyes, why is she so miserable! Even if he travels back in time and becomes the protagonist of the same name in a book I just read yesterday, Goldfinger is still deceiving. What kind of mission is this?
[Main mission 1: Pushed to Shao Siming Time limit: Unknown Punishment: Pushed to Shao Siming]
[Main mission two: Pushed to Qian Yubing Time limit: Unknown Punishment: Pushed by Qian Yubing]
[Main Mission 3: Pushed to Night Robin Time limit: Unknown Punishment: Pushed by Night Robin]
[Main mission... Mu Qing...]
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Can she regret it? Is it okay for her not to be Zuo Wei? Can she change her name when she returns?
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Speaking of which, the combat power of the curse is so different from that of the East Swastika. In the later stage, it is estimated that you can basically write the curse directly. After all, people with curse power will often be involved in various incidents. When will Chicken Break Meow Meow come out?
Baby Zuo is so damned! So disgusting!
I don't mean to say that the cover is not good-looking, I just was almost scared off by the cover [heart][rose][cat's paw][red heart][orange heart][yellow heart][green heart][green heart][blue heart][purple heart][pink heart]
Hahaha, come on (? ??_??)?
I'm waiting for you to come back~I'm waiting for you to come back~
Why is this chapter a duplicate of the previous one?
It is now 2017.2.23 And the author is still fooled.
Maternity leave is a classic - pfft
If you can really give birth to a child, please don't be careless and let Zi Ming have one too. Pfft (thumping the ground)
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on!
The pit is deep.
Put your hand in front of your eyes and you can see a little glimmer on the nails.
Hold your breath and hear your heartbeat.
So I hugged my knees tightly and sat at the bottom of the pit, looking up at a 45-degree angle to the sky.
Legend has it that in this posture, you can see renewed light. Everyone is talking about the renewed light. I think it neither belongs to today nor tomorrow. It only appears at the time it should appear and stays where it should stay. In just a short moment, the weak white light warms the dark bottom of the pit and illuminates everyone's gaze.
So they said legends yesterday, today, tomorrow... Legends are floating in every corner.
"Are you new here?" Someone asked me.
"Yes!"
"You looked good climbing down!"
I think she is praising me. I always do this, climbing from the bottom of one pit to the bottom of another pit. I am used to climbing, so I am very skilled.
"Climb out together and take a breath?"
She invited me like this.
"No, thank you!" I was tired from climbing and wanted to rest at the bottom of this pit.
There are pits on the ground at any time. When you climb out, you don't know which step ahead will lead you to fall into the next pit. I looked up at her posture as she climbed out, heading towards hope step by step, and heading towards the bottom of the pit step by step. There was numbness, fatigue, and struggle. So someone goes out and someone comes in again.
"Hello!"
"Hello!"
"Is it comfortable to squat?"
"My legs are a little numb, I'll lie down later!"
"Lie down!"
"Are you going out too?"
"Yes, maybe there will be a new world in the next pit!"
You see, people can never give up hope.
So, I crawled. I crawled all over the pit. I'm still at the bottom of the hole.
Crawling requires such a posture, with hands on the ground and legs kneeling on the ground. This is really not a pleasant posture, but when crawling, my eyes are infinitely close to the bottom of the pit, looking at every place over and over again, like a cow chewing its cud, chewing every word.
I have forgotten the initial taste. What I am waiting for is tomorrow's food. I am a fish with my head raised, constantly devouring, never stopping, until the day when the food suffocates me to death. But what I use more is the "squatting" posture. This is a posture soaked in the blood and engraved in the bones. This is the posture in which I keep looking up. This is a 45-degree posture towards the sky. It is said that there is a creature called a bird in the sky. They come and go freely and are never restrained. Their wings are spread out and their bodies are light. I think they will definitely not be able to learn the "squat" movement. No part of their bone structure is designed for squatting. Creation is so discriminating against them that you can hardly imagine how much fun they have in living.
Maybe one day you will meet me squatting at the bottom of a pit. I look up to the sky and cry in the wind;
Maybe one day you will meet me crawling around, with long hair and fallen nails. Crawling towards you step by step, passing through your black hair, my hand, passing through your network cable, my resentment, do you know who I am [Waiting for your update] Author, I have been watching you.
Wow, there are three pairs of CPs in just one chapter.
Speaking of which, the combat power of the curse is so different from that of the East Swastika. In the later stage, it is estimated that you can basically write the curse directly. After all, people with curse power will often be involved in various incidents. When will Chicken Break Meow Meow come out?
Baby Zuo is so damned! So disgusting!
I don't mean to say that the cover is not good-looking, I just was almost scared off by the cover [heart][rose][cat's paw][red heart][orange heart][yellow heart][green heart][green heart][blue heart][purple heart][pink heart]
Hahaha, come on (? ??_??)?
I'm waiting for you to come back~I'm waiting for you to come back~
Why is this chapter a duplicate of the previous one?
It is now 2017.2.23 And the author is still fooled.
Maternity leave is a classic - pfft If you can really give birth to a child, please don't be careless and let Zi Ming have one too. Pfft (thumping the ground)
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on!
The pit is deep. Put your hand in front of your eyes and you can see a little glimmer on the nails. Hold your breath and hear your heartbeat. So I hugged my knees tightly and sat at the bottom of the pit, looking up at a 45-degree angle to the sky. Legend has it that in this posture, you can see renewed light. Everyone is talking about the renewed light. I think it neither belongs to today nor tomorrow. It only appears at the time it should appear and stays where it should stay. In just a short moment, the weak white light warms the dark bottom of the pit and illuminates everyone's gaze. So they said legends yesterday, today, tomorrow... Legends are floating in every corner. "Are you new here?" Someone asked me. "Yes!" "You looked good climbing down!" I think she is praising me. I always do this, climbing from the bottom of one pit to the bottom of another pit. I am used to climbing, so I am very skilled. "Climb out together and take a breath?" She invited me like this. "No, thank you!" I was tired from climbing and wanted to rest at the bottom of this pit. There are pits on the ground at any time. When you climb out, you don't know which step ahead will lead you to fall into the next pit. I looked up at her posture as she climbed out, heading towards hope step by step, and heading towards the bottom of the pit step by step. There was numbness, fatigue, and struggle. So someone goes out and someone comes in again. "Hello!" "Hello!" "Is it comfortable to squat?" "My legs are a little numb, I'll lie down later!" "Lie down!" "Are you going out too?" "Yes, maybe there will be a new world in the next pit!" You see, people can never give up hope. So, I crawled. I crawled all over the pit. I'm still at the bottom of the hole. Crawling requires such a posture, with hands on the ground and legs kneeling on the ground. This is really not a pleasant posture, but when crawling, my eyes are infinitely close to the bottom of the pit, looking at every place over and over again, like a cow chewing its cud, chewing every word. I have forgotten the initial taste. What I am waiting for is tomorrow's food. I am a fish with my head raised, constantly devouring, never stopping, until the day when the food suffocates me to death. But what I use more is the "squatting" posture. This is a posture soaked in the blood and engraved in the bones. This is the posture in which I keep looking up. This is a 45-degree posture towards the sky. It is said that there is a creature called a bird in the sky. They come and go freely and are never restrained. Their wings are spread out and their bodies are light. I think they will definitely not be able to learn the "squat" movement. No part of their bone structure is designed for squatting. Creation is so discriminating against them that you can hardly imagine how much fun they have in living. Maybe one day you will meet me squatting at the bottom of a pit. I look up to the sky and cry in the wind; Maybe one day you will meet me crawling around, with long hair and fallen nails. Crawling towards you step by step, passing through your black hair, my hand, passing through your network cable, my resentment, do you know who I am [Waiting for your update] Author, I have been watching you.
Wow, there are three pairs of CPs in just one chapter.