In the process, Hatoasa happily felt the strength and pleasure that this emotion brought him.

Anger is the flame that tears everything apart......

Jealousy is a sharp knife that pierces everything......

Grief is the tide that overwhelms everything......

Greed is the desire that devours everything......

Hatred is the pain that destroys everything......

......

These emotions all gave Hatoasa the same feeling, that is, he suddenly gained infinite energy, became extremely powerful, as if he was invincible in the world.

The world around him became ethereal, he had no fear, no restraints, as if he could reach out and cover the sky and control everything.

However, it is a pity that Hatoasa did not lose consciousness for a short time as recorded in the mad demon introduction, and then reached the moment of acceptance of that ancient madness.

It was as if these emotions were rejected when approaching that consciousness.

That kind of silent resistance and inability to blend, Hatosha can feel it.

It's as if the old madness isn't something that has the same origin as these emotions.

It's as if that consciousness is telling Gu Qian, you are not crazy.

You're angry, you're jealous, you're sad, you're greedy, you're hateful, you're ... Anyway, it's not the pure madness in your heart.

These don't deserve it!

"Did you fail?" said the dove, wrinkling his nose.

Actually, Hatoasa fell into thinking for about half an hour.

In this process, the people who were happy with the long song looked at him quietly, waiting for him to react.

None of them had ever cultivated the Crazy Demon Technique, so they didn't know what kind of reaction was normal.

However, they don't think that doshallow contemplation is a bad thing.

At this time, when they heard Gu Qian say this, everyone looked at each other, not knowing how to react and answer.

Failed?

How do they know!

"I don't feel like I've found that madness. The dove made a bitter face.

Before building the altar, Hachiasa had thought very thoroughly that the secret method must be a certain potential possessed by the caster.

This madness, whether it comes from emotion or from will, is certainly something that the caster has.

To become mad, according to the instructions, is to incarnate into madness.

Incarnation has two manifestations, the body and then the will.

It is the so-called incarnation, and the incarnation of gods.

To transform is to become crazy and have a crazy body.

To incarnate is to have one's own appearance and then have a crazy consciousness.

Either way, it shouldn't be Hatoasa's current feelings.

There is no change in the body, and the heart is very calm.

Hatoasa can only clearly realize the feeling of failure.

The crowd spread their hands and pouted.

Dove pursed his lips and took a deep breath to sniff his lips.

"I found that I didn't seem to understand what madness was. ”

When everyone heard this, they were overwhelmed and shocked.

You don't know what madness is?

Then you cultivate a fart crazy magic trick......

"Madness is born in the heart, communication is crazy... Coffee table, help him!" Cao Yizhi quickly pondered and ordered the coffee table.

Among the long songs, the closest and most understanding of the essence of everything is not the two oldest swaying left and right, but the coffee table who likes to look at people and things, and is good at thinking and summarizing.

The coffee table is generally not long, but it has always been extremely aggressive.

Attacking the heart is to turn words into knives, from the ears to the heart.

Once, a sentence on the coffee table pointed out the knot in the hearts of the people who sang the long song, which made them suddenly cheerful and lost.

Generally speaking, it can be a little embarrassing and even angry to be upset by someone.

But, to be honest, poking at the heart has always been something that sends chills in your back.

Many times what we don't want to admit in our words is the truth that we hide in our subconscious.

Regarding what is buried deep in Jiuqian's heart, Cao Yizhi feels that the coffee table knows better than them, although the coffee table and Jiuqian are not familiar with each other.

But the coffee table was not familiar with them at first, and after a period of time together, I quickly figured out their thoughts.

The coffee table was a little helpless at this time, and Cao Yizhen's attention to him actually made him a little confused.

"I don't know much about him, how can I help?" the coffee table shook the fan, blowing the wind, and the forehead hair swayed lightly.

"You can guess, just as you did when we first guessed our minds. Jiang Sisi gave him an idea.

If you want to say who Jiang Sisi hates the most in the long song and danghuan, it is not the old pervert Li Qingyue, but the coffee table.

Jiang Sisi still remembers the smugness that appeared maliciously at the corner of her mouth when the coffee table pierced her mind, and she really wanted to slap him to death at that time.

"Guessing requires cooperation, and it can be slow. The coffee table is closed, and he replied.

It's strange to say that the coffee table heart, usually you hate me guessing everyone's mind the most, but now you are encouraging me to touch the taboo in Gu Qian's heart.

I'm not mentally prepared right now.

"I cooperate with you, and I also want to know what I think in my heart at this moment. Hatoasa suddenly looked up, with some trust and hope in his eyes.

In the past, Hatoasa always felt that he was self-aware, but today he pushed what he thought might be crazy to the truth, but the truth said that he lied.

This kind of self-denial is quite disappointing for Hatosa.

It's sad to know that you don't really understand yourself!

The coffee table was a little surprised, and his brows were squeezed together.

He understands the shallow mentality, because he has also been so knowledgeable.

But many times, it is very disappointing to understand what kind of person you are.

Perhaps, some people will be disappointed to the point of despair, and then doubt the meaning of life, and thus become discouraged and die......

The coffee table didn't want to see the lively and cheerful Hatoasa appear on the signs that he might go that far.

People who are happy should always be happy and happy.

Hachiasa is a person who can always catch joy in his eyes, and the coffee table is honestly very envious, very envious, and so envious that he regrets figuring out his own boredom.

He didn't want to hurt him.

If, without the last trace of self-knowledge, you can make Hatoasa happy all the time, then it doesn't matter if you are ignorant.

The coffee table lowered its head, closed its lips and thought about it, and when it raised its head, it shook its head firmly.

Then, the coffee table left Changge Danghuan without saying a word.

The coffee table clearly refused.

When everyone saw this, a trace of inexplicable meaning appeared in their hearts.

This kind of meaning, some loss, some relief, and a hint of jealousy?

Those who attack the heart have always had their hearts full of holes.

"Why does he seem to be a different person? Doesn't he usually like to peek into the secrets of other people's hearts the most?" Jiang Sisi's eyes were like silk, and she was angry.

Jiang Sisi raised her eyebrows, and said in her heart, do you think that I don't hate you if you are so good to Jiuqian now!

Cao Yi sighed, shook his head, and said, "Holy shit, finally know that it's not good to attack the heart?"

I think at the beginning, you young man didn't save me a little face, an old fellow!

You don't respect the old, but you love the young!

What a straw dog!

Cao Yizhi didn't know that compared with respecting the elderly, loving the young is a tradition in the same family.

One teaching: The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach.

Sooner or later, the world will be the world of the back waves, so it is better to stand with the back waves from the beginning.

Whether it's a coffee table or Qi Xiuyun, no matter how you say it, you used to be a part of Qi Yimen.

"Well, it's okay! This shows that there is still a little light in the heart of the coffee table. Li Qingyue stretched, lay down on the couch, closed her eyes, and began to sleep and bask in the sun.

Obviously, Li Qingyue has no intention of caring about this matter.

Hua Duo was still smiling, quietly reciting the Buddhist scriptures.

The procrastinator patted Hatosa, sighed, and walked past Hatosa into the cabin room alone, without saying much.

The long song is a happy person, at this time, the sun is basking in the sun, the leaving is leaving, and the chanting of the scriptures begins to do their own things.

Only Cao Yizhi and Jiang Sisi were still waiting in place, and each said something as if complaining about the coffee table, but they didn't withdraw.

Gu Qian knows that the person who breaks the game now is the coffee table.

If you want to know yourself, you have to find someone who knows yourself, and then ask for enlightenment and find liberation.

Hado said in a shallow heart, it seems that the coffee table is the one who has self-knowledge.

The coffee table just left the place, but where he went, Hatoasa didn't know.

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