Way of Choices

In the past two days, the shepherd lady should have found in some details that the other red and infinite green are still alive, just in this small courtyard.

But when she wanted to, she wouldn't shoot at the other kind of red and infinite green, because Chen Changsheng had arrived, and the cracks inside the demon race were already deep.

Unless she really started to go mad, she didn’t care that the demon clan burned to ashes in the wildfire of the civil war.

The river wind twirled the leaves in the Temple of the Heavenly Tree, made a rustling sound, and then fell into the quiet courtyard, listening very real.

Such a quiet moment is very suitable for chatting or explaining something.

Especially at this time, I don’t know what means to make Infinite Bi fall asleep.

Chen Changsheng asked: "Senior, what do you want to stay? Or what do you want us to do?"

Biehonghong said: "I used to think that there will be bloodline descendants, now that there are no more, there is no need to say anything."

When he said this, his expression was calm and his tone was very indifferent, but anyone could hear the hidden pain in it.

A generation of mainland powerhouses, no one will die when they are dying. It is difficult for anyone to bear to see the death of their son in advance.

Chen Changsheng said: "It is also good to leave some of your past thoughts to the world."

Many people know that Bianhonghong is a scholar from the Wanling Pavilion in Xiling, but his life experience and monastic history have always been a mystery.

"What do people in the world want to know about my past?"

Don't look at Infinite Bi, and said with emotion: "Probably why you should marry her."

After thinking for a long time, Chen Changsheng said honestly: "Many people really don't understand."

"Although no one has ever dared to start this matter before our husband and wife, but I know that there are so many gossips in the taverns in the world, and even some storytellers have helped us think of a lot of bizarre stories. I imagined it for me In many situations, the other person in the story is really miserable, but I also sympathize with it..."

Don't smile like red and continue to say: "It's all fake, how can there be so many alive, let alone people like me."

Chen Changsheng thought that this is the truth. A strong man in the sacred realm has unimaginable strength and power. There is not much difference from the emperor. Where can he endure so many years because of some last resort.

Biehonghong said: "This story is really much simpler than you think. When I was poor when I was a child, I had to be taken in by a teacher and raised an adult. In the unpleasant places, I naturally love her to pity her. When I get older, I will naturally marry her."

Chen Changsheng didn't expect this story to be as simple as that.

Biehonghong continued: "Although when I married her, she was not exactly what she is now, but think about it carefully, this is not my fault."

Chen Changsheng said: "If this is the case, your arrogance towards her, indeed, is equal to indulgence."

Biehonghong said: "So I am not a gentleman, nor a good person."

Chen Changsheng was still somewhat unacceptable and said, "I still think this is wrong."

Don't look at him in disbelief and say, "If your wife treats you very well, but has a bad temperament, and is a traitor, what would you do?"

This question seems to be answered well, but it is extremely complicated to think deeply. Chen Changsheng had never thought about this before, and naturally did not know the answer.

Infinite Bi just woke up at this time, and after hearing this sentence, he naturally thought he was talking about himself.

She immediately became angry and scolded: "I just killed several wastes that disrespected the elders. Could it be that it is a big crime? You unconscience!"

The quietness in the small courtyard was suddenly broken, and everything seemed so noisy.

Don't explain anything, looking at her very seriously but very tenderly said: "Don't do this kind of thing in the future, OK?"

Like the day before yesterday, Infinite Pant became panicked again, and Nane said, "I haven't promised you, what do you mention?"

Don't look at her with a smile and said, "Sister, I'm sorry I can't accompany you anymore."

Infinite Bi was even more panicked, reaching for his clothes and picking up, and said sharply, "What are you talking about!"

Do not sigh red, said: "I have no nonsense."

Endless Bi's face became pale, his tongue knotted because of tension, and his speech became a bit intermittent: "Then you can't talk nonsense."

Don't be so red, "I didn't talk nonsense."

Infinite Bi shouted in extreme panic: "I will not let you go, otherwise... otherwise I will cut off Guan Bai's hand! Otherwise... I will go to the Demon Race!"

"I thought about asking the Pope to take me away, and only leave a letter to you. But I know you must still be able to guess that I am dead, it would be better to say..."

Don't touch her face with pity and say, "Because you know I won't want you."

Xuanyuan broke standing by the door and kept wiping his tears with his sleeves, but could not wipe it clean.

He didn't understand these very well, but he just felt that this sentence from his predecessors was sad.

"Can you please buy some buns."

In a different way, Wanghong said to him a little embarrassedly, "I want to eat that beef onion stuffing."

Xuanyuan was stunned and hurried to run out of the small courtyard. He didn't pay attention to himself, but he also recovered from serious injuries and was weak and powerful.

In the morning mist and steam, he ran towards Hu Ji bun shop, full of regret, thinking how could he not see that the senior wanted to eat beef buns a few days ago?

Xuanyuan broke into a small drawer and returned to the courtyard under the **** of more than ten priests and masters of the Xiong clan.

The steamed buns are still hot. If you tear open the soft bun skin, you can smell the aroma of beef, green onion and red oil.

It is a pity that it is late.

The red eyes closed, there was no breath.

Xuanyuan was stiff, and the steamer in his arms was steaming toward the dark sky, and fell on his face, a little hot and a little wet.

Chen Changsheng lowered his head in silence, the fingers falling beside him shivered slightly, and the sword in the sheath shook slightly.

Xuanyuan broke his knees in front of a different kind of red, put the drawer bun to the front, and then knocked respectfully a few loud heads, and the tears kept flowing.

Infinite Bi didn't pay attention to anything. She stared at the other kind of red, her eyes gradually loosened, and her body was shaken.

Dangdang Dangdang! Bells rang in the Temple of Heaven Tree.

Infinite Bi woke up, his eyes turned red, his lips trembling slightly, and finally he understood what had happened.

A sad cry cried out in the small courtyard.

Chen Changsheng walked outside the courtyard, listening to the bells from the Temple of the Heavenly Tree and remembering the night before Archbishop Meilisha died.

There were also bells in Kyoto that night.

Is the bell really a signal to return home?

Is Xinghai really the hometown of all souls?

Whether noble or lowly, beautiful or ugly?

Like crying?

No matter how ugly, it is so sad?

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(I haven’t talked about gossips for a long time, and I thought about it again today. In fact, I have a lot to say to everyone, but I still don’t talk about it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It’s good. Good luck to everyone.)

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