Walking on the avenue between the cliffs and the cliffs, the price of taking risks, the burden is so heavy, the pressure is so huge, if you can come out this time, it will be either new life or death, and you will be doubly terrible when you come out, and the realm will also reach an unprecedented height, a realm that has never appeared in the world since it began.

The weather is still hot, and in the face of this crisis, the music emperor Tianjiaolong runs his lonely avenue to the limit, and his proud temperament is cold all the time.

Seeing the future of the crisis, the Prophet screamed "Come back!"

In the shaky time and space, the demon head in the independent and calm is watching the wonderful scene of the fairy bathing, and in his consciousness he hears the wild screams of the Easy King!

Shaking his head and sighing, "Retribution! The human world is the red dust that settles with cause and effect, and in the boring and lackluster world world, in the pattern of life and death for a hundred years, why bother to taste the emotions of ups and downs, joys and sorrows!

Quietly and silently left the fairy beauty in the bath, the demon head fluttered back to the body of the King of Freedom in the human world, and the huge spirit was blessed in the body and mind of the King of Freedom, and a wild majesty against the destiny of heaven was violently raised, and the King of Freedom was ready to break the shackles of the fact of future destiny in one fell swoop.

"La-la-la-la!" The song of fate sounded from the depths of the universe, the ethereal mysteries, quickly condensed in the palm of the music emperor, the buzzing song of fate wanted to break away from the palm of the music emperor, tearing the force of heaven and earth impacted, the other palm of the music emperor spread out, surrounded by a holy and happy meaning tom, the avenue of freedom collided with the song of fate, the song of fate was no longer auspicious, and the terrifying destruction of the world presented a violent face.

The sun was still high in the sky outside, and the King of Joy in the Burning Spirit God heard the projection of the Failed World Realm from the wind in the distance, and in the Wandering Avenue that was about to be destroyed and suppressed, the Emperor of Depression came.

Heaven and earth are crazy, quiet as coming, one step into emptiness, one step of gloom, step by step twists and turns like a woman's mood, the void of the primordial world, the gloomy emperor showed a boundless smile, as if the Tao of all things exist nothing, what are you afraid of?

seems to be a warm ordinary day, but behind it hides the turbulent world.

At a glance, the evil dragon warrior who sees all the life, looks at the free king who survives on the earth struggling in the cocoon of fate, how pitiful and ridiculous, holding coffee in his left hand and drinking, the cigarillo smoke between his right fingers is flying, the street where no one is around, the gentle breeze blows, stirring the heartless heart.

Only a wind and a tree are left here, the flying heart in the eyes of the lonely, the memory of standing still, drowning the collapse of the city in front of me, only oneself is liberated, the sky is confused and tired, there is the vast freedom and beauty, there is the real existence that dominates everything.

The days are long, and the search for "peace of mind". The days passed quickly, and the vast and ordinary imagination was just in the moment, with injuries and tragedy, and in the fragrance of laurel, I saw the light of hope and swaying towards us.

The proud god of war fell in love with the goddess of art, what the goddess of art wanted was self-freedom, and what the god of war wanted was the feelings of conquest. (To be continued......)