Wen Min stopped and looked at him in a daze. No one knew what he was thinking at this moment.
The owner of Tianji Tower walked for a long time, and saw that Wen Min had not followed, he looked back and said, "Wen Min, why don't you come quickly."
"Here you come."
Wen Min turned around three times in one step, all looking at the tall buildings.
Drinking alone under the moon, the red shadows are like fire, which are even more beautiful than the gorgeous sunset.
There is a unique, thrilling—
After drinking a pot of heartbreaking wine, Qingge looked at the gradually moving away from Tianjima Team.
In the spiritual space, the remnant soul of the Gu Long who was idle sighed: "The cliff stops, and it is the shore to turn back. Things in life change rapidly. Good and bad, good and bad, good and misfortune are hard to say, hard to say."
Qingge licked the wine stains on his lips, lying lightly on the tall building, the bright moon and stars were covered with soft quilts, their eyes were enchanting and lazy, and they said jokingly: "It's better not to have such a blessing."
Gu Long was stunned. Is there anyone in this world who doesn't want blessings? "Empty clears his heart and turns his face, and cannot erase the mistakes he made before. Now he regrets it and comes to atone for his sins. At most, he will go to hell and suffer less after his death. He is not for me, nor for his mother, but for his conscience that cannot sleep or eat." Qingge said: "As for Wen Min, even if he regrets, he does not feel sorry for Yun Niang and Shi Yin's innocentness. The crime he suffered is just because he is afraid of Kongxu for blaming him for it. After all, these two people have never thought about those innocent people.
People suffer because of them, and ultimately, they are all for themselves.”
Yes, I became a Buddha in an empty place and suddenly realized, and I also hope that Qingge and Jiuci could get close to him.
Gu Long seemed to understand Qingge's words, but he was a little confused.
The complexity of human nature is far beyond the imagination of dragons.
"Senior, remember, never forgive a villain." Qingge rolled in through the windowsill.
"Shouldn't they be given a chance? What if they really knew they were wrong?"
"Opportunities are not reserved for the wicked."
“…”
Qingge's idea is completely different from Mr. Zhou, with two extremes.
Mr. Zhou once said, "When you have to forgive others, you can forgive others, but you can have a god with good intentions to save the world and save people."
And Qingge now has its own set of principles and will not be broken by anyone.
She firmly believes that good and evil will lead to a head, and that love and hate are terrible.
Qingge went to look at Yun Yuexia before going to bed. She had to pay attention to Yun Yuexia's eyes. The current situation was still very bad and it was almost impossible to recover.
However, the word "give up" never appears in the world of Qingge.
...
In front of the Gospel Courtyard, after the owner of Tianji Tower, Wen Min and others left, Mo You calmed down and turned around and left.
Jiuci appeared in front of Mo You and blocked her way.
Mo You frowned slightly, "Nine Palaces, please respect yourself."
Jiuci ignored Mo You's indifference and alienated words at all, and took Mo You's hand, "Young master's hand is the dream of thousands of girls, you have to cherish it."
Mo You looked at Jiu Ci unhappily, with Jiu Ci's cloak tied with him. Because the two of them were of different heights, the cloak was dragged a lot on the ground. Mo You wrapped it in the huge cloak and looked like a small one.
"So good." Jiuci held her hand tightly and walked in the Gospel compound.
The night was gentle tonight, probably because the girl beside her was so beautiful.
Mo You was almost pulled away by Jiuci. She looked down at the hand that Jiuci was holding tightly, pursed her lips and raised the corners of her lips.
"Xiaoyou..." When Jiuci lowered his head and looked at Moyou, Moyou straightened his back, his face straight, his face as clear frost and cold fog.
Jiuci stopped and stood in front of Mo You. The large shadows pressed against Mo You.
"What are you doing?" Mo You raised his head and looked at Jiuci in confusion.
Jiuci grinned, stretched out his hands, pinched Mo You's face and pulled it away to both sides, forcing Mo You to smile.
"At a young age, I just smelly every day. If you give birth to a child, will you scare him to death?" Jiuci said.
Mo You shook Jiu Ci away, walked quickly, and said, "My body cannot give birth. You can go find another girl to give birth to a baby for you." Jiu Ci was stunned, and then chased after him, and stopped Mo You with his long arm: "Little girl, what are you thinking? I didn't say you want to have a baby with me." Jiu Ci's face magnified in front of Mo You, "What? You look very disappointed."
, Do you just want to have a baby with me? Be good, when you grow up, I will have a baby with you. Don’t be so anxious now.”
Mo You's mind was blank, like millions of bees shouting hard in his ears, buzzing.
As smart as her, she fell into Jiuci's verbal trap.
Suddenly, Mo You's face turned red and red, as if it could smoke, and even his ears were hot.
"Xiaoyou, do you have a fever?" Jiuci leaned down and put his forehead against Moyou's forehead, feeling her warmth.
Her forehead was like a hot stone, burning like a burn.
"You are so hot." Jiuci said.
Mo You pushed Jiuci away, "Random." After saying that, there was no one left.
Jiuci lowered his head and let out a low laugh. When he turned around, the girl had disappeared into the night, and Jiuci's eyebrows and eyes were filled with starlight.
How could there be such a cute girl in the world...
I wish I could hold the stars in the sky to her.
That night, Jiuci was so excited that he couldn't fall asleep. At the end, he even knocked on Ye Jingfeng's door, and almost miraculously slept on the same bed with Ye Jingfeng.
The two big men were lying under the soft quilt, the atmosphere was awkward and they looked at each other speechlessly.
"Ci'er is very happy today?" Ye Jingfeng asked.
He and Jiuci's father and son have always been subtle changes.
Jiuci ignored him and he did not have too much intimacy, but both of them knew that there was such a relative.
Maybe they are all men who like to solve problems in specific ways.
Ruo Jiuci was a daughter, but I was afraid that Ye Jingfeng would have greeted him with a smile.
"father."
Jiuci is rare to be so well-behaved beside Ye Jingfeng, and his voice and words are not thorny.
Ye Jingfeng's heart became softer and softer, and he also knew that Jiuci had suffered a lot over the years.
The gloom that Jiuci inadvertently exuded made him at a loss.
It is a failure of a father to become a child.
If I grew up in a warm environment since I was a child, how could I have such a personality?
Jiu Ci is careless every day, doing nothing, not being serious, just because he is serious, he is even more terrifying than the demon.
"Well, are you hungry? After cooking noodles for you for your father?" Ye Jingfeng asked indifferently, feeling extremely worried. Jiuci was so close to him that something might happen.
Ye Jingfeng's words made Jiuci feel sad. The noodles cooked by his father were beyond his reach.
After 20 years of darkness, the first spring of life finally ushered in. "Don't be hungry." Jiuci shook his head and said.
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