You
You are a light encounter player who has a person growing on your liver.
For the sake of the newly released second-level cloaks and the double heart-to-heart event during the Spring Festival, you are brave and brave, and resolutely...
Opened seven trumpets.
Then this article was born.
Me
I'm a... Child of light? That's what strange voices call me, and occasionally they call me Photon.
Harmful, all the same.
My daily routine consists of running around in the sky and on the ground, burning flowers and beating dragons, and occasionally bickering with my neighbors next door.
They are a strange bunch of lights. Me too.
But, hey, just be weird, it's better than being abandoned on Morning Island without even a name not long after you were born, right?
Him
He was once a light encounter player.
Now a child of light.
Next door lived a native light pup and seven species of light pups.
The reason why He is used instead of He/She/It is because the Son of Light has no gender, and using it always makes Him, who is a human at heart, feel offended.
One day, your little ones got together.
One day, my neighbor broke a hole in the wall.
One day, His firework stick will be able to kill a dragon.
You: Oh haha.
You: When will Guang Yu be able to switch to the screen?
You: Wait what are you doing? ... Kiss?
You: Xiao Chen didn't do this!
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Inspired by my trumpet and daily paranoia.
The fate is not V, let yourself go.
I know I haven't updated in a long time, so I opened a new article to get a feel for it.
Kowtow to wish everyone a good year, bah bah bah bah.
Idea: Maybe there really is another world?
Those Years When I Was the Class Teacher for the Boss of Infinite Streaming