Movie martial arts

Chapter 30

At the beginning of the morning, the warm sunshine shone on Tuotuo's cheeks, coating her slightly flushed pretty face with a layer of gold, she was like a fairy lingering in the secular world, beautiful, suffocating and unattainable;

The cute nose twitched a few times, stretched out her arms unconsciously, Tuotuo woke up suddenly, and jumped off the bed wearing only a pair of obscene pants, her big dark blue eyes showed the charm of a mixed race, calling softly : "Korean?"

A piece of paper was pressed under the teacup, and Tuotuo quickly picked it up. It was written in Korean, and it was absolutely unmistakable... "Tick tock! Tick tock...", the paper gradually became wet, and Tuotuo left tears. An emotion called - heartbroken!
Hanwen is gone, not only gone, but also left a paragraph, a sensational sentence:
The wind does not understand the wandering of the clouds, the sky does not understand the downfall of the rain, the eyes do not understand the cowardice of tears, so you do not understand my choice, you can also understand my sadness, not everyone must be happy, not every kind The pain must be told, but I hope you will never have pain to tell, and be happy forever...Happy!

Bye now!my sweetheart!

He is destined to be a passer-by, he has no choice, he is also very lonely and sad, but what can he do?
Looking at the inn under the morning light, Han Wen felt emotional when he saw the scene, and sighed, holding a package in his hand with a jade seal in it, and said lightly: "Master Dao! We should go! Are you really sure you want to spend three days with me?" months?"

The old Taoist Xuan Mi was not so sad, and replied with a smile: "You claim to be a god, so... I want to see how the god left here!"

"I hope you don't regret it! Hehe!" Han Wen forced a dry laugh, and turned around, leaving only a back;
"Han Wen——!", a shriek echoed in the sky, Han Wen's body trembled but he walked away mercilessly, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain!sorry!Take off!
One day three months later, Han Wen, who was sweating profusely, became much stronger, and his hair, which was neither long nor short, was left on his shoulders. He needed to renew his hair so that he could better integrate into the circle of the ancients, and stopped his movements. , Han Wen took out the jade seal from the baggage beside him, and said: "I should leave here! Daoist! Please give this thing to Tuotuo! You know her!"

"Are you really a god? If you are a god, why do you still practice such worldly martial arts? It's really puzzling!" Taoist Xuanmu muttered non-stop, but Han Wen didn't care much, and turned into the thatched hut ;
"After three months of savage life! How do you feel?", the annoying voice appeared again, and the little devil with two horns appeared, appearing abruptly, laughing at Han Wen's embarrassment;
Han Wen sighed: "I almost had a nervous breakdown! Money...is not easy to earn! Go back!"

Coming naked, and going back naked, a bright and visible light flashed in the sky, Xuan Mi Laodao rushed into the thatched cottage, and Han Wen was no longer seen, and shouted to the sky: "Immortal! Really an immortal! Oh my God! I even taught him martial arts! Doesn't that mean... I'm the master of the gods?"

After returning the jade seal, the old Taoist priest who played the game continued to wander in the north and south of the river, using what he believed to be the deception of the Immortal Sect to live a very nourishing life, with no worries in his heart, happy and comfortable, and lived for a long time... a long time;

With the help of Yuxi, Prince Qing entered the Central Plains and launched the second "Jing Nan" of the Ming Dynasty. He succeeded...and failed because he had no heirs, so he imprisoned and insulted the original little emperor, Raised him into a real tiger, and finally died in the mouth of this tiger!
However, his approach enabled the continuation of the Ming Dynasty and became another dynasty that lasted for more than 400 years after the Han Dynasty. However, those Jurchens who looked at the Central Plains did not succeed in becoming the master of the world, and did not continue to write the story of the Mongols back then. brilliant;
Qinglong left, and he took Qiao Hua to live in seclusion outside the Great Wall, grazing and farming, leisurely, and gave up his obsession;
As for the judge of the desert... this guy is not a good person at all, so he became the Jinyiwei under Prince Qing, and continued to work on a promising career, and the entangled relationship with the book boy finally blossomed and borne fruit under the arrangement of many parties;

Tuotuo... This ill-fated woman returned to her master Xuanming, looking at the Buddha statues in the hall and the kind-hearted old nun, Tuotuo rushed over like a child, crying softly;

Master Xuanming grinned too much, his shriveled mouth had few teeth, but his smile was very reassuring, with a kind of gentle power: "Go home! My child! It's good to be back!"

"Suffering and the cause of suffering, as well as the cessation of suffering, together with the Noble Eightfold Path, can lead to the extinction of suffering. This refuge is safe and secure, and this refuge is supreme. Those who take refuge in this way will be free from all suffering..."

Qingdeng ancient Buddha, reciting scriptures, purifying the mind and purifying people... The Buddha said: There is no appearance of anyone, no appearance of self, no appearance of sentient beings, no appearance of life, everything is illusory!
Tuotuo's eyes were quiet, looking up at the starry sky, this is the look that Hanwen left the deepest impression on her, and whispered softly: "Hanwen... Are you a fake too?"

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Extra Story of Jin Yiwei (Cold Joke)

"Hey!" With a long sigh, the words were full of bitterness, with a neat curly long hair tied together casually, a neat beard, and a vicissitudes of life on his handsome face. , Commander Jin Yiwei Qinglong is facing the setting sun...

If you think I'm going to say this, then you're wrong!

Qinglong looked at the writer's notice and typed the last word of this volume, looked up to the sky and sighed: "After all, my buddy is also the protagonist in the original work, right? An idol uncle who can attract girls' feelings! Why is the appearance rate so low? ? Less than those who play tricks?"

Comrade Writer was silent about this, and ignored his protests, which made him feel endlessly disappointed;
At this time, the music sounded, it was the heartbreaking "Erquan Yingyue": listening to the sound of the piano, who is walking along the street with a pipa on his back after dusk, walking along the street with a pipa on his back...

Prince Qing appears!Sitting in a wheelchair, holding a jug in his hand, he said sadly: "At least you still showed up in the main drama, unlike someone who only hears his name but can't see him, that's the side story." In the article, the appearance time is not allowed to be longer... Livestock!"

The music became more and more sad, and a thin voice came, saying: "Eunuchs are the most patriotic..."

"Get out!", two scolding voices came, Mrs. Jiang and Hongxiu came out: "It's easy for a woman? Dedicate your body... die sooner, not even a vase... They all say meat play time The long... two people add up to only a few hundred words..."

The writer said angrily: "What are you complaining about? Zaider cut all your roles! Let you be like Jia Jingzhong!"

Jia Jingzhong lay weakly on his gun: "Eunuchs are the most patriotic..."

The first volume of "Jinyiwei" is officially over!

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PS: After careful consideration, I decided to write "Flying Swords of the Dragon Gate" in the second volume, and the third volume will depend on the results of the survey. Please support me a lot and vote for it!
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