No one said they were in a mindless bloody novel?
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"Welcome to the New Year's dungeon LL001. Number of participants in this dungeon: 2. Duration of the dungeon: unlimited. Type of story line fusion: 3. Audience expectation index: unknown." A screen suddenly appeared in the mushroom head's hand. He pushed up his glasses and read out seriously.
"The purpose of this dungeon," he suddenly became shy again, put his fingers in his hair, and his voice turned into a passionate artificial intelligence voice, "to save the lives of the three protagonists of the cruel and cruel novel."
"The abusive content has been distributed during the game just now. Players are requested to pass the level based on the relevant information to ensure a worry-free life and a bright future."
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He said to himself: "Because of this, I liked dusk very much at that time, but not that much."
"What about now?" Meng Qiao asked softly.
"I like it now." Liang Qiukong said.
Because one day you walked out of the downstairs of the company after get off work and stood under a ginkgo tree. It was autumn. You were wearing a long reddish-brown coat. The leaves of the ginkgo were as golden as the sun, and the wind blew like rain. You stood there for five minutes.
Later, I stood there for five minutes, Liang Qiukong thought, turning his head to look at Meng Qiao, and smiled.
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Intention: Let us live reasonably together.