Fate is wonderful, and so is fate. If you want to master these two types, discover the secrets of the mysteries. It's ridiculous that you can't put it into words, so be happy!

I have a premonition that I am getting farther and farther away from you, your heart is drifting, my heart is sinking, Ha Luha! Prepare to see Germany at four o'clock.

Star Wars Storm is very enthusiastic today, I want to vote for this book with a monthly ticket, and vote for my own book after thinking about it, because I have very few votes, and I should save myself even more if I have very little, help myself first, at least be happy.

Wu Ji Tianxia has written repeatedly, add and subtract to see. It's okay to be reckless. The Emperor of the Galaxy is also okay. At present, I am still only chasing these four books. Not enough time, not enough.

I feel that my heart is becoming more and more vicissitudes, she said that she is becoming more and more helpless, and I am powerless to help her, each other is a person from the bottom of the world, more and more gentle to see the world, more and more absurd and desolate in a lifetime, the sky is raining again, the wind and rain, helpless, the helplessness of the amorous.

King of Love VS King of Philosophy

Outside the wind and thunderstorm, sit quietly and meditate, look at the world gently, and it is good not to look at it. Sitting on the chair, two people were separated, and the two sat separately, one was called the king of love and the other was called the king of philosophy.

On that day, I was walking on a deserted road, and a man came ahead of me, and he looked very sad, and he walked past me, and I heard the sound of his heart breaking.

When I looked back at him, his figure was so lonely, silently walking into the barren world alone. I bowed my head and moved forward, continuing my path of the world, I heard a woman's singing, hoarse and deep voice, she was calling me, when I raised my head, she turned out to be in another time and space world, she looked at me crying, "The world is the end of destruction, you quickly turn around, quickly, quickly"

When I looked at her closely, a thick fog covered the sky, and when I turned back, there was no way out, and three words came to my mind: "no return".

The song sang, "Poor short-lived Terran, you should not have been born in the Terran, you are not a man, you can't be a man!

The voice died down, and two words rose in my head, "God-man."

I clenched my fists and stepped forward, the hormones of the hot blood rose, and suddenly I stepped into the air, and fell into the middle realm of the earth, breaking my thoughts, and I in the realm of thoughts, the human realm that was confined to life everywhere.

This is a trap, this is a more ambitious being designing the human race, just as the human race looks at the ants, the ants do not know the Taoist, and the people do not know the great existence.

In vain, the farther you look, the more helpless, if you say you love me, I hope I love you too, but you didn't say you love me, you just like my freedom, I have always loved the lonely avenue, whoever meets me is a passerby, and I am also a passerby. (To be continued......)