lagethepeoplecheered，butalsooutofthevillagepeopletodaytosend，butthemoodisverydepressedinthecrowdwassilent，cattlepenistwinbrothercaptured，whichisnotseenindreamresinvillage，longdao，heraisedhishandsbehindhimroarloudnoisepoweragain.
Suchasthefollowingthingswillbetotheiradvantage，thewholeatmosphereofthefeelinginthestockadeinsubtlemessagetoyourself.
Thevineplantsalsocan'tseetheedgeupanddon'tknowwhere，densethicketintertwined，whichifusedonadoubleyelloweggtoburn...
AfterthestockadeforthoseinsectblisterIhaveconcerned，sooncametotheplace，butdidn'tseecavalryhaveanyaction，justnormalprogressionafterthere，whatreasonbe?
Becauseduringtheday?
ShanMeiandcattlepenis，everynowandthensheandwhisperingafewwords，hethenhahalaughandsometimeslikeamanwithawhipDuicattlepenis，becauseShanMeistateteamdepressivemoodeasedsome，ShanMeisuddenlyturntostandonthesaddle，horsesarerunningbutsheislikestandingonthegroundsmooth，thenshestoodonthehorsesing:
Whenweeliminateall，
Forceofimmortalfeats.
Undertheyellowlight，
Ambitionisthealternativebridge.
Whenweijunjielifemorechuai，
Historydoesnotcarrydeadlatejun.
Heroroadnotlonely，
Coloronthebloodflow.
Whenshefinishedsinging，thecavalryhadallfitteda“ha“nanalthoughdon'tknowwhatthatmeansthathundredsofpeopleandmadecommonsoundbutletapersonfeelexciting，thisShanMeialsonoteasy.
CavalryinShanMeithissong，thehorseshoeonthebridge“amidthethunderingroarofitsissuedneatlylikethedrumbutcannotcovertheShanMeilimpidbrightsong，shewasamasterofinternalforceof.
Thisisasongthattheancientwordsdon'tknowwhospectrum，butfromShanMeithroatsingingout，letapersonfeelheartbottom.
Strange，thatlikemulesshorthorseunexpectedlyisnotslow，notbehind，alongwithpaolomaldinifamilyrunbytheleglengthtotherhythmofitatleasttwobeatfastertokeepthesamespeed，Ilookatthenexthigherownnearlyhalfbodytwobigfeelingverydepressed...
Don'tknowwhatisthisinbroaddaylightastheypassthroughtheundeadforest，continuetolikethewalkingdeadfeedingthesnakeanddeadplantsonbothsidesoftheroad?
Quietagainaftercavalryintotheundergroundpassage，isnolongerjustdepressedbutawillfromthesilenceofthemomentum.
Arethewallsandrooffallingrocksontheground，andpoolsofdarkpools.
Bullpenisdoesn'tgothewayoflastnight，theabandonedchannelisthegatewaytowhere，atthattimeonbothsidesofthecavewallsappearedsomevines，theappearanceofthevinesanddreamresinvillagethevinesasbelow.
Themorestraightonthevinesonthewallsandceiling，thedenselypopulated.
Thedreamresinvillageisbuiltonthevines.
Seemstoverifymyguess，cattlepenisstoppedatafloweringvine，thencavalryarestopped，everyoneturnthehorsecametodismountthefloweringvines，spendthoselooklikeredvinesfeedofftheirmounts.
Thevinesonthelaceandacirclewithatotalofthreeblackdisc，mareluctantlyeating，fromtimetotimestartedsnortingvomitvineflowers，whenIthinkoflastnightafterawormblisterarea，thehorse'sheadintothewhiteworm，theyjustredeyesvomitawhitefoamwiththemastercontinuedtorun.
Thesehorseswhileeatingvomitalllookatlove，don'tknowwhateffecttheseflowersonthehorse，thehorseeataftertakebackandhipkeptshakingalsowanttothebodywhatpainfulexperience，somewhileeatingsidewasthehorseurineandpull，hardstraightshakeseveryonedon'ttalkjustalwaysfeedthehorses.
Theflowersonthewallisnottoomuch，soonispickingabout，Isawallthehorsesearskeptshaking，andhavetheblackstuffalittlebitfromtheinsideout，theconditionofthisandthelastwhitewormissimilar，butthelastistheworminvadingtheheadofthehorse，andmastermedicalrescueisnowamasteratfeedingthesevinesflowertohorses，obviouslyitisharmfultothehorse.
Allthehorseslegsstartedshaking，urinateanddefecate，especiallytheearsfeelingshouldbeveryurticant，butthehorsesdidn'thandthrewherheadscratchingcomenotnasty.
Strangethoseflowersnotseenagain，goalongneversawtheredflowerblacksideofthevine，andthedreamresinvillagesobigofapieceofallbuiltonthevineshaven'tseenaflower，soonlyjustnowthereinthispassage.
Becausehisridingthehorseshortlies，soithassurvivednoteatthatkindofthing，Isawitthemoodisnothigh，lowheadseemedtohavetearsineyes，everynowandthenisnexttotheMalaysiaviolentspasmsmovementfrightened，sohadbeenwalkingforalongtimecattlepenisinfrontfinallystopped.
Hetookoutthesortofgranularthingsfromthebaggageandunderthevines，thevineswaslikedeadtreeintersectiontwitch，vinebrancheslikeatentacle，waitforalongtimethattherewasenoughlighttoturnedouttobeexportedandthenIfoundout...
Allthevinesinthewidthisjustdeadtreeroot，thenthedreamresinvillageisbuiltonthedeadtreeroots，therootsoftheplantsthatcanbelikeavineinanotherplace，ifnotseetheopeningofthedeadtreerootattachedtothesevineswasfoundlessthanthatofthedeadplantsisalsomoreunderstanding.
Thentheblackborderforthehorsesafflowerislongonthedeadtreeroot，whatflowerwillopenontherootoftheplant...
Itseemsnotalldeadtreerootsflowering，theirrootwhydreamdreamresinresinriverenergy?
Bullpenisleadfromtheexportofahorse，hisnearhimandShanMeifollowedout，theexportofthischannelisonasmallhill，seemstobeabiggrave...
Thedistanceistheundeadroadintheforest，theforestisnotdenseandleadstotheroadside，anarrowtrailoutofthechannelafterthehorseshavemadesomechanges，thebodyofthehorsestoppedshaking，buttheeyesofthehorsewascompletelyturnedintoablack，nowhitethenIalsosawalotofblackwoolonthehorse'sear，islikeadandelionbutisblack.
Inadditiontogrowuglylookisnormal.
CattlepenisandShanMeihorseagain，thebackofthehorseaftercomingoutofthemouthofthecave，inturn，thehorse，cattlepenisandShanMeifliestotaketheleadindrivingthehorsetowardsthedirectionoftheavenue，skilledteamismadeintoafollow.
Incrediblydon'tfeedthoseparticlesoffoodtothedeadtree，itseemsisquiethereduringtheday.
ShanMeiblackhair，inthesunshineshinedwiththerunninghorseflyinginthewind，herbodylooksveryslenderbutstillcanfeelthebodyundertheclothesoffullandstrength，herapairoflonglegsundertheskirttoshowwhiteandtherearestrong.
Bullpeniseyeslookedatherlegslook，fromtimetotimeShanMeilikedon'tknow，allkindsofunconsciousshowhernicefigure.
ThismomentIfeelattractedtoeachotherandlovebetweensexesreallyinteresting，thisandmyexperienceasatree，forIcanusethepollinationtoletthembecometheirownbusyothertrees.
ShanMeiatthemomentislikeabutterfly，sheiseagertopianpiandancing，keepingabreastwiththeobjectsshelove.
Thissooncametotheroad，thecavalryintheroadlinedupagain，thehorsesatthemomentthereisnolongerthepathologicalsymptoms，butwithallShaQiaheadlikeafiercebeast，that'sbullpenistotheoldladyandLiuJiaVillageshowdownonit.
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