Your beauty is very cruel, deepening the emptiness of life, youth is not eternal, how can the years be willing to complain?

In the end, I believe that life is not easy, especially the better life life, and how ridiculously wonderful those countless perverted lives exist, however, in this era, the world in front of us is like this.

Leaving the red dust and leaving, no one knows who the imagination is, no one needs to know, knowing that he has come and gone, just like all kinds of people in the online literature world, coming, leaving, letting go, fart, reading, big talk, ignorance, arrogant, selfish, hypocrite, coming, coming, coming, passerby!

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Is it that after the highest peak realm, there is a void left? It is really a great deception of the magnificence of life, which deceives all the most superb ideological figures of ancient and modern times.

The Emperor of Leisure, who was behind, looked at the endless depths of the sea of clouds, the heavy dream of life, is it not the amorous King of Freedom who has a rainbow that is falling.

The first god of beauty, who seemed to be chanting, singing, enlightening, and repenting, came to sit beside the Emperor Xiaoyao, and the fragrance of pandan in his mouth was revealed, and he buried his head and leaned on the upright legs of the Emperor Xiaoyao.

The Emperor lowered his head and looked down at her after her beauty turned into the goddess of the starry sky, revealing a deep tired face, her heart beat and puffed The long-lost electric sound flowed up coarantically, and the loneliness of eternity was surging at this moment, and the Emperor Xiaoyao who was about to speak found the goddess of the starry sky with tears streaming down her face, "That's, that's, the red face tears after all the vicissitudes of life!"

"The life in full bloom is like the life of the emperor, like the life of the starry sky, the strange taste of lightness, desolation, pain, roar, extremely beautiful empty laughter and tears. 」

The goddess of the starry sky with her long hair raised gradually faded away, and the heart of the Emperor was inexplicably painful.

The pain was extremely stupid, and the Emperor of the Great Idiocy Realm dissipated, and suddenly, on the zenith platform of another peak of the sea of clouds, a personable figure was born ──────

Starry Sky Emperor.

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"A majestic man and a beauty who has gone through vicissitudes" 17 of 100 volumes of tears. (To be continued......)