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Thoughts light the torch, fantasy drives reality. This is the Fantasy Salon-the antithesis of everything bland. Pick up the element puzzle in your hand and build a real plot story. You give Salon ten stories, and Salon gives you a fantasy life. Let us pull back the curtain on the world together and present wonderful scripts to the audience. Xun Yuesheng, who had been troubled by "mental illness" for a long time, welcomed a mysterious stranger into his home. From this moment on, he gained a long-lost sense of joy. "People have no choice but to spend their lives searching for their own meaning, but they have never thought about whether their own place really exists in the current world." "Maybe I'm acting, or showing my true feelings... But just watch carefully..." "Huh? You asked me if the story has started? Hum, you are so fascinated."

He is an ordinary free man, the Freud of dreams, the actor of the world, and the troublemaker of change. The space calls him the worst wage earner of the century, and the secret keeper regards him as a destined disaster. In reality, he is submissive (?), But in dreams, he strikes hard. He claims to be a lawful man and grew up in a utopia with simple folk customs; he denounces the lunatics of chaotic neutrality and spurns traitors who jump repeatedly; he advocates peace, and blood is his cry; he rejects conspiracy, and backstabbing is his salvation. He dedicated himself diligently and never cheated the world by stealing his reputation and fishing in troubled waters. He firmly believed that the three thousand worlds would eventually salute his birth. His name is Xu Wuji, who has no taboos... Oh no, the childish Wuji. Every lonely night, he would close his clothes and eyes and enter the dreamland, which was the source of happiness and his heart-warming hometown. Like a baby, he showed a sweet smile and whispered softly: "Welcome to my country." (Ps: Dream into unlimited flow)

Hongmeng Yan Taixu, can there be three thousand realms? Where can I visit Penglai and kowtow to Mount Xumi? The heavens rotate, the mortal world changes, and the bustling world changes. By luck, he became a Jianghu in the Mysterious Realm, and everyone in the grass was talking about Taoism, asking for some land gods. The ferryman was busy playing the twelve roles of black and white faces Taking advantage of the great prosperity of the country, the heretics set fire to it and made a noise The corpse weigher held his sleeves in his pockets and refused to put them in the correct position, so he turned around and set up a stall to sell his head and scream. The fireworks are a mess, and the lone fisherman eats them up, and tomorrow there will be another unknown fishermen. Inside and outside the chess game, the disciples will always look at the heaven and earth of the Dharma. From the north to the south, the traveler maintains his integrity and maintains his integrity. What a human farce At the end of the 1898 Year, he woke up from Luomang's tomb, took his ID card named Yu Shang, and wanted to go down the mountain. Hiding in the city, staying in the hut It is said to be a walking horse, far away from the world of mortals He meets the world again