Number two: God knows this is the only consolation

"Bayonet, stab!" The soul of the person who rebelled against the sky gradually revealed another primitive nature, the demon head. From this time on, he became the first warrior. In addition, he has penetrated thousands of thinkers from ancient and modern times at home and abroad, and has gained great courage in the body and spirit, and has gathered wisdom to break through the sky, which is a spirit, a spirit that transcends life, so far, man is no longer his opponent.

On an endless farmland, the demon head watched the farmer rise and sunset, with a simple expression on his face, and couldn't help asking, "Who made himself a soldier?", stupid man, the demon head knew who the murderer was, pointing directly to the heavens and the earth. There is a corner missing from heaven and earth, and this corner is my demon head.

The devil head is the most cruel self to himself, the pleasure of blood and sweat, he doesn't care about everything as nothing, his heart is the devil, the most arrogant demon, the first demon in heaven and earth, ask the devil to ask me, the devil head.

"This is your first time? I'm honored to be the first woman in your life. The Demon Leader had forgotten what this woman looked like, this was the last time he had become a human being, and these experiences had become like smoke. The magic music sounded, and it was completely the head of the demon, and the human domain that disdained the disaster of the pond fish was located, soared into the sky and left my body.

I am the one who defends the sky, looking at his departure, Lingyun's ambitious mind emerges in my heart, "Goodbye, Demon Head." I stood with my hands in my hands, and I was peaceful, how about the first warrior? I remembered that I was still not suitable for group life, and I was destined to spend more time alone, like a cold watcher from above, laughing at people, laughing at life, occasionally jumping down to play with people if I wanted to play, waving, saying goodbye, and gathering and scattering with me.

What is the existence of life? Isn't it nothing without the human mind? Isn't it the best state for people who surpass all people? Where have you gone? Without you, the universe has given me nothing, where has your beauty gone? Wasting waste, wasting your life, you have been wasting your life, how are you doing if you eat with food? Or you have already accepted that your fate is the end of the world and you have no feeling. Lost, you don't care about me, I chase you innocently in my dreams, I hope to chase until I disappear.

There is no love seedling growing on the shore of Bihu Lake, Hokkaido also forgets jì when it is ten degrees below zero in winter, Heilongjiang is still full of snow, and the sunset in the loneliness of Bohol Island in spring is accompanied by the sea water, and your youth has quietly passed away.

"Unbeknownst to you, your sorrow has been transformed into classical magnificence, and my sorrow paradigm is becoming a tragic epic. Oh yes!

In the summer, the antique boats in Halong Bay are open and the wind is urgent, one after another strange-shaped islands pass by, and the New York with maple leaves in the autumn is messy and swirling in the early morning, and I love you very much, without you. (To be continued......)