Silver Bell Flowers

Xiaolang Classroom: Qi: pronounced (qí), a surname from hundreds of Chinese families.               At the top of the mountain of piles of corpses, he looked coldly at the longing face, his blood-red eyes shone with a soul-stirring cold light, and pulled out the hand that had penetrated a corpse. His nails grew weirdly. He licked the blood on it, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, as if sarcastically, proudly, and self-deprecatingly, and shouted to the sky: "This is what you want, isn't this what you want? Hahahaha..."       In the distance, on the sparkling lake, a man and a woman were kissing passionately. The wind blew gently, and the white bow on the man's head fluttered. What does this feel like? Sad, distressed, heartbroken... No! Nothing. A tear slipped from the corner of her eye, and she reached out to wipe away the tear stain. He picked up the arrow in the beetle and stabbed it into his right cheek, making a deep wound on the tear stain, dripping with blood. I swear on this body that I will never shed tears for you in this life. If I break this oath, I will sleep on the earth forever and never wake up again...               Heaven's grace - I am a wolf in this life, and I will become a man for you; why not go through all kinds of difficulties, what's the fear of stepping on corpses?                  Lian Yun - the silver bell brings forth the sorrow and fragrance of the flowers, tasting them bitterly for you. It is especially funny in the human world for thousands of years, flying with you.                  Batu - once we meet, who will we open our hearts to in this life? We have crossed the underworld nine times and fought hard to find our love.                       Sophia - The sky is high and there is no fear, heaven has its own path; the earth is vast and there is no fear, there is no door to hell. I am the hero.                  Jiali - I have traveled thousands of miles to find my father, but even if I can get my wish, I am at a loss; people don't have great ambitions and heroic spirit, but they will eventually have the wisdom to recognize Lan Yan.                   Cui Ying - The green dress lightly burns away, leaving only the smile in your heart.                                  Colorful clothes—Nine-day feathered clothes dance, colorful clothes accompany the rainbow; love has passed eighty thousand miles away, I raise my eyes lightly, and love is in front of me.                             The new article opens a pit and connects to http://read. Xxsy. Net/info/384534. Html                           ∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞ If you like it, put it on your bookshelf. If you have suggestions, please leave a comment.