Book of Troubled Times

I've already reached ten thousand floors, but unfortunately I didn't get a photo of the mushroom girl in costume. Do you want to force me a little bit more? PS: I didn't get the photos of mushrooms, but I saw a picture of a big guy in the post. It's very suitable for evening makeup. What do you think?

The whole good life

Think about it, think about it~Do you have that taste?😃😃

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#The wind is rising, the Qingming Festival# Bingshen month, Guisi day It is appropriate to break ground. According to the twenty-four solar terms, the energy comes with the festival, one after another. The Waking of Insects has passed, Grain Rain is coming, and it is the Qingming Festival. But in this world, it is not Qingming! Longman Mountain is famous for its head that looks like a dragon and its ridges arching like a python's body. At this time, Longman Mountain has just sprouted its young leaves, peach and pear flowers are blooming, and white powder intersects. Zhao Changhe was carrying a dragon bird broadsword, climbing up step by step, exploring everywhere, and strolling around. With the Winged Fire Snake at his side, his pink face was hidden under the mask, but it was difficult to block the charm of spring. "Is this here?" Zhao Changhe held the map and turned it over and over, trying to figure out something from it. However, after turning over it for a long time, I still couldn't understand it, and I suddenly became anxious. "What a crappy map, it's useless!" Zhao Changhe threw it to the ground and glared at the Winged Fire Snake who had been snickering next to him. "Why don't you come and help quickly?" Zhao Changhe glanced angrily, and the Winged Fire Snake, not to be outdone, glared back at him. There are all kinds of customs in it, which are not enough for outsiders. "Hmph!" "Don't I have to appear!" The Winged Fire Snake took the map, looked at the surrounding reference objects carefully, then raised its head and pointed in one direction. "This way!" The two of them were playing around, exploring the Dragon Python Mountain, just like an outing. Half a day later, trapped in the Dragon Valley. "We are finally here!" Zhao Changhe touched the fine beads of sweat on his forehead and looked at the surrounding scenery. The Quelong Valley is surrounded by mountains and flowing water flows through the valley bottom. The cliffs beside the valley are densely packed with graves. Jump down and slide down to the bottom of the valley along the vines on the side of the valley. Zhao Changhe raised his head and looked at the Winged Fire Snake, shouting: "Jump down, I will catch you!" The Winged Fire Snake pursed its lips, full of amusement, and jumped down. The bright red clothes on his body bloomed like roses in the sky, and Zhao Changhe couldn't help but be fascinated for a moment. Then he reacted, soared into the air, hugged the Winged Fire Snake's slender waist, and looked at each other. The Winged Fire Snake looked angry and glared at Zhao Changhe, but did not struggle away. Finally reaching the bottom of the valley, Zhao Changhe reluctantly withdrew his hand and looked at the Winged Fire Snake with a naive smile. Seeing this scene, the Winged Fire Snake couldn't get angry any longer. It made a sound, its eyebrows curved, and it smiled brightly. "Speaking of which, why are there so many graves around?" Zhao Changhe's method of diverting attention is still so rigid, but it has some effect. "I heard from my family that there are dragon veins hidden under the trapped dragon valley, so the Wang family built a mausoleum here." "So, their rebellion was premeditated?" Yihuo Snake shook his head and replied uncertainly, "No, this dragon vein can only produce pseudo-dragons in prosperous times, and Dingtian can only be a supreme minister. Only in troubled times can there be a chance of giving birth to dragon energy." Hearing this, Zhao Changhe narrowed his eyes. "Are you in troubled times?" Zhao Changhe chewed on these words, wondering what he was thinking about. I don't know how long I walked, and walked deeper and deeper. Finally, after pushing aside a certain bush of grass, I discovered that there was a different place. "Tsk, an executioner, how can he be so leisurely and elegant?" Along the way, peaches and plums were fragrant, and flowers were blooming. There is a sweet smell in the air. After turning the corner, it seems that it has entered summer. The pond is wrapped in ancient ruins, with small lotus tips and dragonflies flapping their wings. It is jaw-dropping. When I walked to the front of the house, there were already servants waiting here. "Zhao Shaoxia, the master has been waiting in the middle hall for a long time. Please follow me!" The doorman led the two people towards the middle hall. Wang Lin had been waiting for a long time. "Young Master Zhao, I've admired you for a long time!" Wang Lin didn't even get up, but pointed his hand at the two of them to sit down. Zhao Changhe's face froze, he was seeing these two as juniors. Wang Lin smiled, clapped his hands, stood up, and asked the two of them to sit down. Come on, play music! Plate after plate of delicious food was served in turn, and there were all kinds of wine and delicacies. The Wang family members accompanying the banquet were also highly respected, and the two parties really seemed to be enjoying themselves. After three rounds of drinking, everyone was feeling a little sleepy. One of the elders suggested that Zhao Changhe and his wife pack up the house for them to stay. "No need, I came here this time to ask Elder Wang something!" Wang Lin straightened his clothes and looked serious. "Please tell me!" "Were the 43,000 farmers in Chencheng slaughtered by Elder Wang single-handedly?" Zhao Changhe's eyes were sharp, and he thrust into Wang Lin's chest like a sharp sword. After hearing Zhao Changhe's words, the whole place was silent, and the Wang clan members looked horrified! Wang Lin took his time and smiled, "Young Master Zhao is still so chivalrous and courageous!" "Do you know why this place is called Yantang?" Pointing to the plaque outside the central hall, there are two gilded characters [Yantang] He continued to talk to himself, "Because there are many swallows here." "Where do the swallows come from? Our Wang family worked so hard to collect them!" Then his expression became ferocious, "Even the swallows belong to my Wang family, why should the land be distributed to those untouchables!" "Why should they just do a good job?" Wang Lin was very angry, as if he had been wronged. Zhao Changhe didn't say a word after asking, and just drank by himself. However, the more I thought about what he said, the more angry I became, and then I slapped the dragon bird on the table. "Why are you barking!" "Your life is life, but the lives of the people are not life?" "The farmland they have worked hard to cultivate for decades is only enough for food and clothing every year, and they are still exploited by you." "That's it. You still won't let them go, and you want to kill them all and eat them all, right?" "If you ask me, there is no good thing in the family!" Zhao Changhe stood up suddenly and threw the cup in his hand to the ground. There was a crisp sound. Brush! Brush! Brush! As Zhao Changhe stood up, the Wang family also stood up, with gloomy faces. The leader, Wang Lin, even threatened in a hoarse voice: "Your Highness, if you do this, aren't you afraid that you will not be able to get out of the Sleeping Dragon Valley?" "It seems that today the Sleeping Dragon Valley can become more worthy of its name!" Zhao Changhe snorted when he heard this, both sides were very anxious, and the Winged Fire Snake next to him also made a fighting posture. "It's useless to talk more, let's see the real move under your hands!" The dragon bird took out its sheath, roared between the sky and the earth with a high-spirited attitude, and the shining white light was as fast as thunder and lightning. The knife is as powerful as Mount Tai, as fast as thunder. Hurry! Almost reaching the extreme! In the blink of an eye, Zhao Changhe came straight to Wang Lin's face with the majestic momentum of a dragon and a bird. One sword, two swords, three swords... The stacked power is so overwhelming that it is impossible to parry! Finally, Zhao Changhe broke through Wang Lin's defense and cut off his shoulder blade with a knife, causing blood to flow out. In this way, a trace of cruelty appeared in Wang Lin's eyes, and his tricks became more and more sinister and angry, and injuries continued to appear on both of them. But overall, Zhao Changhe still has the upper hand. Wang Lin gradually lost ground and retreated with a look of determination on his face! "Your Highness, bury him here with me!" After saying this, his whole body swelled like a balloon, his orifices were bleeding, and he planned to drag Wang Lin to hell with him. However, there was no trace of amusement in Zhao Changhe's eyes. Just when he was about to self-destruct, a silver light flashed, his head flew, and blood gushed out. "You are the only one who wants to pull me to self-destruct, are you worthy?" After hearing the last words before his death, he lost consciousness and died with hatred. At the same time, the Winged Fire Snake also eliminated the rest of the Wang family, and now there were only two people left in the hall. Zhao Changhe grinned, endured the pain of the wound, picked up a pot of wine and poured some poison on it, faced the Winged Fire Snake, "Finally solved!" "Yes!" "I'll give you a toast!" "Okay!" The Winged Fire Snake pursed his lips and drank a full cup. Then the two poured and lit the tung oil they had collected. The fire fragments were scattered on the ground. Zhao Changhe burned the ancient ruins, and he took his sister outside the valley to watch the spread of the fire. The flames followed the tung oil and burned down the entire house. The violent tongues of flames licked everything around, spreading in all directions, crossing the ruins, outside the peach garden, until the Wang family's ancestral graves were burned to a charred black color, and the entire Sleeping Dragon Valley was ablaze with raging fire. "Good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil. Folks, I will settle this blood feud for you!" After finishing the drink, he sprinkled the wine on the ground. "I respect you for this cup!" The two of them watched the monstrous fire. The flames made their faces hurt, and their eyes were full of flame reflections. Looking at the fire in the valley, the Winged Fire Snake leaned on Zhao Changhe's shoulder. "Aren't you sad that such a beautiful scenery was destroyed like this?" Zhao Changhe shook his head and sighed. "You are really..." Winged Fire Snake naturally understood what Zhao Changhe was sighing about, and he must feel sorry for the people in the city. "Burn the harp and cook the crane!" There are beggars at the foot of the imperial city, let alone other places. Although the beautiful scenery is beautiful, I don't know how much people's wealth and wealth have been plundered. Burning the harp to keep warm, and boiling the crane to fill the stomach. If there were no nobles in the world, how many people would no longer be trapped in hunger. "If the beautiful scenery is built on the common people, it's okay not to have this beautiful scenery!" Zhao Changhe looked back and stopped looking. He led the way with Longque on his back. At this time, it happened to be sunrise. The fire that trapped the Dragon Valley took a long time to extinguish. Outside the valley, the pear blossoms remained the same, and the snow fell in the spring. The pear blossoms are still floating and falling, as white as the paper money burned for the ancestors, floating among the ruins burned by the fire, paying homage to the dead souls in the city! "Hiss, it hurts so much, please be gentle!" Zhao Changhe was covered in bandages, and the Winged Fire Snake's jade hands were covered with white ointment and smeared on his body. Hearing what Zhao Changhe said, he rolled his eyes at him angrily, "Who asked you to be so trusting? Didn't I say, if you can't beat him, drag him to me to deal with him!" "Don't I want you to get hurt?" Zhao Changhe touched the back of his head and said. Although the Winged Fire Snake said nothing, the smile under the mask never disappeared.

Yangyang wishes everyone a happy new year! (Don't encourage me if your painting is not very good) #New Year's Eve Award#

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