Ten God Emperor

Under the boundless moonlight, the evening breeze slightly swayed Lin Miao's long red hair, her pretty face was slightly stunned, the beriberi bite the lips, and the autumn-like scorpion looked full of enthusiasm, and there was a different kind of style.

"You... are you talking to me?"

"Nature, wonderful sister, I like you, want to be with you forever, are you willing?"

The soft voice of the cloud breaks in the quiet night, it is very clear, for a moment, Lin Miaozhen's eyes are like a layer of water mist, a faint embarrassment.

"Although I have been accused of being so many times, I seem to be so excited for the first time."

The jade hand gently combed the long hair, and Lin Miaozhen was shy and shy, and when he looked up, the beautiful 眸 有着 有着 有着 有着 有着 有着 有着 有着 有着.

"When you were injured, I had to beat you, would you be angry?"

The delicate and tentative inquiry makes Lin Miaozhen at this moment look extraordinarily beautiful.

I saw the cloud break not far away, shaking his head, still gently said: "No, in my eyes, no matter what you are, you are lovely."

"That..." Lin Miaoyu hesitated for a long time, only to red face: "I have a bad temper, and it is strong, but once I like someone, it is a lifelong thing, like a mother-in-law..."

"I have been away since I was a little girl. I grew up with my grandfather. Although my grandfather is following me along with me, I also want to be like other children. I have a good-looking clothes and can sit on my father. On the back, but... my father died, and my mother went with me. I used to blame them. Later I gradually realized that if I were a mother, I would do the same."

In the depths of the heart, Lin Miaozhen’s eyes shone in the water, and after a long while, wiped the tears of the corner of his eyes: "Is not too much."

Not far from the cloud break, his face shook his head gently and gently, and walked slowly, gently holding her cold little hand, and then took it in his arms.

Lin Miaoqi first glimpsed a little, and after a few moments of tenderness, there was no resistance, and then carefully leaned in the arms of Yunchao.

This happy and warm picture only existed for a moment.

After the moment, the surrounding images, such as the mirage, began to blur, and the sound of the night and the sound of the wind seemed to be still at this moment.

Suddenly, the picture continually smashed and shattered, and Lin Miaoqi’s pretty face changed slightly. When I looked up, I found that the figure of Yunqian in front of me was beginning to become blurred.

The palm of your hand was gently gripped, and the warm body suddenly turned into a bubble-like phantom. When the insects and the wind on the ear disappeared completely, the surrounding shouts began to sound.

Lin Miao suddenly opened his eyes and found that he was standing under the martial arts, and everything he just saw seemed to be an illusion.

"I have an illusion..."

She stood awkwardly in the stage of the martial arts, watching the faint smile on the stage, I do not know why, there is an empty sense of loss in my heart.

"Miao Yan Xue Jie, Cheng Cheng."

In a stunned voice, the referee is also somewhat arrogant, although some people used illusion in the previous test, but it is so straightforward to control people, and then give the end, or the first time, a little hesitant moment, or this test The result was announced: "The empty-minded class is light against the heart of the class, Lin Miao, and the words are light!"

Lin Miaoqi squinted at the martial arts stage, and there was not much anger in the look. It didn't seem to care much about the result of this test. At this moment, it seems to be still immersed in the picture just in the illusion.

Although the technique of confusing is aimed at controlling the mind of the person, it is like dreaming, and there is no need for a picture that is unwarranted.

It is said that there is a dream in the day and night, and what is seen in the illusion is necessarily something that people are thinking about. In a sense, the creation of the illusion is the true self hidden in people's hearts.

Everyone saw her look of desolate, and thought that the result of unreasonable defeat made her somewhat confused. Many male students actually took the opportunity to leave, and began to ask for help.

"I... will it be... I like him."

Like a lost soul, Lin Miaoqi walked slowly to the front of the seat, ignoring the concern of everyone, and the beautiful scorpion reflected the darkness of the cloud.

Like an electric shock, she squinted her eyes back with some guilty conscience. I don't know why, when she faced her heart calmly, Lin Miaozhen began to suffer from the loss.

Yun Xie did not know what she was thinking at the moment, and she did not know how to comfort herself. At the moment, she had to regain her gaze and look at the words not far away, with a slight blame in her eyes.

Yan Shi seems to have noticed his gaze. He couldn’t help but spit out his tongue. Some guilty words: "I can’t do anything. If I fight for strength, I am not the opponent of my sister."

After waiting for the light to sit back in the seat, Yun Xun thought of Lin Miaozhen’s disappointing look, and the unconventional gaze, could not help but whispered: "What illusion do you use?"

When asked about this question, he blinked his eyes and revealed a sly smile. After a long while, he replied truthfully: "The instinct is a bell, and this ringtone will only have a effect on those who have deep affection in the heart. And the deeper the relationship is buried, the more obvious the role of the love bells, the look of the sisters, and the mind should have a very concerned person...."

"But this person, maybe she doesn't realize how important it is."

With a slight sigh, Yunchao was silent. I didn’t expect Lin Miaozhen’s seemingly lively and cheerful girl to hide such a heavy heart.

"Qingling Qigongzi Selection Competition, the second round of the third round, the virtual Huai Ban Ling embroidered against Cheng Ming Ban Yilin, please players to play!"

Just as the two were silent, the next test began, and the cold and frosty embroidered, slowly stood up and walked straight toward the stage.

This contest is also highly eye-catching. After all, the challenge of the third-grade five-star martial arts is challenged by the strength of the first-year Samsung martial artist. This level of challenge is rare in colleges, unless it is a metamorphosis like Yunchao. With the full strength of the crush, other people have almost no chance of winning.

Moreover, this disciple named Yi Lin, a purely fire-like attribute, manipulated to become a fascinating person, and his famous Yuanji Qianxuan refining fireman was even more famous in the college. Choosing him as an opponent is really a touch. Not mind.

It was not until the two men stood on the stage of the martial arts at the same time that the sword in the hands of Lingxiu slowly lifted up, and people seemed to understand what it was.

"It turns out that Lingxiu Xuemei and Yi Lin Xuechang are from Aoba Castle..."