During the torture, my sister-in-law's sister came over. She was about thirteen years old. She looked very much like her sister, as if they were carved from the same mold. His passion and his long-term suppression finally had someone to pour out.
, he took her all over the world, buying whatever she liked, and going wherever she wanted. She loved writing, so he gave her pens from Taihu, ink from Huizhou, paper from Xuancheng, and inkstones from Duanzhou; she loved the scenery.
, he took her to see the morning bell of the Wild Goose Pagoda, the sunset on Lishan Mountain, the smoke and willows of Baqiao, the Qujiang Pond... He spoiled her, pampered her, loved her, coaxed her to obey her and protected her. She gradually
I became attached to him and gradually became inseparable from him. I vowed to marry him when I was older.
The eldest brother noticed it and did not stop him. He only said that a real man should first establish a career and then get married. After he became famous, he would then marry him. After more than three years at the border, the person he loved became someone else's bride...
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Another tragic song of love! Han Shaer sympathized with Goubuli and his childlike innocence. The two broke through the secular ethics, stayed with each other, and cherished each other. Isn't it an enviable gesture? What about Gou Shiyun and Aunt Feng? Jing Yanggang and
Where's Gou Buxue? Where's Baobao Hao... Well, the happiest couple is the ordinary couple. The ones with stories are either joys and sorrows, or the ups and downs.
In the past, there was no such thing. Are you from Chang'an? You spend money like water. You are undoubtedly from a wealthy family. You are gifted with kapok cassocks. You are either a hero or a powerful person! The great virtue has been a monk for four years, more than three years, more than thirteen years... Hoho, then
You are a pretty little girl and a gray-haired old lady. I wonder if you are still alive? You are such an idiot, so stubborn! You have been living in Buddhism for fifty-six years. You know how to recite sutras and practice martial arts, but you don’t know how to pry? You are old.
How forgetful, but never forgetting lovesickness - if you can't let it go, just dig around, it's totally useless, women can repaint Emei, but you can't wear red flowers anymore?
Ben Wu was immersed in the past, as if he was still a teenager, and couldn't help but shake his head: "No, I swore an oath not to marry anyone but her." Damn it, wasn't she married? Ben Wu argued, she
It was forced. The second brother promised him privately to help him take her back, to fall in love again, and to be together again. However, the family collapsed, and he could not find her, and he never saw her again...
An idea came to Han Shaer's mind and he immediately rejected it. This idea was too big and absurd for the current court to accommodate. It was so absurd that it completely subverted the previous understanding. It was terrifying to think about it. He would rather forget this idea than to
If you don’t explore and verify, the years will be peaceful.
With his heart pounding, he took a deep breath, controlled it again, concentrated on it, and carefully started working on the seventh level. Every inch he entered, he cleared an inch to absolutely avoid going too far and eliminate the slightest possibility. Subconsciously, he could not help but give favors to others.
His consciousness became voluntary, and he hoped to become the leader of the five sword sects and even the entire Jianghu, and help the court appease the world.
The most important thing in this world is to be serious. Seriousness often does not waste time, but saves time. No, it is only half a day, and there is no need to climb the Water Drop Sword Spirit again! Go up in advance, bask in the sun first, and then have lunch - outside the Octagonal Pavilion, the situation is tense.
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Xiehou wielded an iron rod and faced a group of monks, shouting: "Leave one step forward and kill! Make a loud noise and kill!" The monks looked at each other and were anxious. The first one pointed in the direction of the mountain gate and then pointed to the well platform, suppressing his voice.
I only prayed through my breath: "Uncle, the mountain gate cannot withstand it. It will be too late to rush here! The situation is critical, it is better to report it to the master as soon as possible!"