My Granary

As night falls, the tavern gradually becomes lively. The adventurers brag to each other about their recent harvests, the waitresses are flying between the tables like butterflies, and the bards are playing the lute in the corner and singing ambiguous erotic ditties. At this time, the door of the tavern was pushed open, and a sturdy adventurer walked in from the darkness. "Hey, isn't this Barrit the Feeder?" Someone recognized the person. "He is no longer a 'feeder', but a 'natural enemy of the undead', a 'devil slayer', a 'mage ally', a 'crystal wall guardian', and a 'legendary adventurer' Barrit!" Someone retorted loudly. "Barrett, tell us your story." The man named Barritt took a sip of rye beer, and in the expectant eyes of everyone, he said, "It was a bright afternoon, and I was riding a horse, preparing to go..."

After failing to find a job, he drank all night long, but ended up accidentally joining a mysterious travel agency that specialized in serving monks! However, why does this senior look a little weird? Why do you have cat ears? Wait, why are you still so sensitive to catnip? Thanks to Cui Lian's support team: 337435371

He is young in spring clothes and drizzles slightly. He is the noble son of Four Seasons Villa. The rivers and lakes are far away, the temples are high, he is the mastermind of the world. Even if the Leifeng Pagoda collapsed and the West Lake dried up, he would never be able to wait for the person he was waiting for. ............ He is a prince and a beggar, a scholar and a layman. Those who fear him are like fearing demons, and those who respect him are like worshiping gods. This is the story of a fairy grass on the Tianhe River that reincarnates endlessly, or it may be what is happening around you and me. Endless years, looking back quietly, all the stars have fallen, except Ji Liao.

The young emperor is sitting in the bright hall, with foxes on the left and right, slyly dressed in gold and purple, and domineeringly conferring the title of king; above is the dignified Virgin Mother, raising courtiers, and kneeling in the clothes are the aristocratic family hiding their hearts; the hall is hung with blood and tears of loyalty, there are several lines of tears on the stained green bamboo, white hair on the battlefield, looking at the wolf, reduced to the emperor's hometown of Hu Chen, saying that although Chu has three households and three strong families. The righteous and loyal heart hangs high above the sun and the moon, and we work hard to regain the old territory. He built rivers and canals to build salt and iron, and then selected Han generals to go to Shuofang. There were Long March athletes who carried their swords at night, bent their bows, and headed west toward Dunhuang. They beheaded Mao Dun in Shule, and his head was hanging in Gao Street. Flying generals shoot tigers and break leaves under the leaves, all guarding the festival tree and deer city. Looking at the Luoshui River and living in Zhoucheng, he asked the ministers on his left and right, "How are our land, our people, and our country?" Singing to the tune of King Qin, drinking wine and eating dolphins, the thrush is in the boudoir.

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