arentslike?
Iwanttopinchyourselfhardthighs，ah...
This，thisistoomuch，Ididn'tzhaknowherbody!
Wrong，Ihandtouchthings，Icanfeelitistheirownlegs，whatisthisvisualeffect?
Inthisastheskyabove，inthisasaheavenlyvoiceperformanceandwomensinging，butIplayinyourselfandyourjoy...
Thisistheconcentration?
Songended...
Kingsson...
Whilethecloudbegantodisperse，awomaninagreengarmentunlineduppergarment，betweenthecloudandmistslowlybornform.
Whenfacethegastoscatter，onecanmakeanyman，fortheamazingknockoutinsight...
Iwasdreaming?
Throughtheagesofbeauty，tothepresentdomesticandforeignfemaleartist，frommyperspective，comparedwithinfrontofthewoman，thattheyreallyisafatcommonpowder，I'msorryI'msodirectanalogy，butmyeyesthiswoman...
Asaman，ifyoucandrive，Ihaveenoughtocomfortlife!
MaybetheBuddhawillprefersomeone，couldhavesucharemany，shesmiledinemeraldwristcuffs，withasoftwhitelight.
Withmoiresideskirtcollar，whiteneckand，ofcourse，thatforthefull...
ShehasawhitemarblematerialChangTiaoShifront，justlayontheguqindarkink.
Miss......
Nameismissseemswrongha!
Thewomansmiled...
Hersmile...
Ifeelasifmysalivadripsintotheneck!
Hellomiss，Iloudlysayhellotoher，legsshaking，reallybad，actuallyalreadybeginnotthepast.
Kingsson...
Kingssonhadrecentlyorganiclovehere，butIdon'tknowwhy，midwayturnbackagain.
Whendidthisthing?
KingssonofcourseIknowyou，knowyouencounterobstacles，andifthesun，Iwouldliketochildeuncomplainingly，whosenttheoldandtheyoungwomansenttosafety，but...
Butwhat，girl?
Hereyestome，o，whichlikeautumnyun，appearsMilkyWayflashing，Ibegantomouth...
Saidsheseemelikethisseemtobeverysatisfied，Kings，Iaslongasthegirlinmyhere，andmysidewhoACTS(thegreenhillgenswasassociatedwiththebearchildren).
Ah?
Andthiswomantoday，justtellmedirectly，shecanhelpmesolutiontosavemyfamily，butbearchildrentoleavewithhertodoapprentice.
This......
Kingsson，herstory，youmaynotclear，onlyrelyonyourfamily，isunabletoensurehersafety，Ideeply，andwithherroyalchildandstillhopeunderstanding.
Onthewaytothepavilionhasagrayarchbridge，thebridgeisalakebelow，wasfullofwaterinthelake.
Pavilionnexttoablackstatue(theblackstatueinretrospect，Iseemtoknow，lookslikeahouseontheroadtogoldhand，andthestatueofhisimpressivewar，theycanhaveontologytree，butalsoforthegreatpostwarmetamorphosis)aroundthestatueofthediffusingcloudcan'tseetheappearanceofthestatue，
YanJinErleisurelytowardthearchbridge，Ilookedatherswayingposture，sigh...
Putthefamilysettledinwell，willhavetheopportunitytocomeagain.
Jinsongirl，Icatchupwiththesteps，mybodytobecountered，andsufferedaseriousinjuryontheleg，nowcouldnotmove，jinsongirlcanyouhelpme(thememoryactuallylikevideoplayback，whenoneselfalsoisveryweak).
YanJinEr，turnedtosmile，lookingbackasmilehundredflatters)Kingssondon'tworry，I'llsendapersontopickyouup，asforyourinjurydon'thavetoworryabout，Iwillusethebestproductionofdrugdetoxificationtreatmentforyou，believeyouwillrecover.
Thisplaceisnolacussomniorum，Iandyougettoknoweachotherforalongtime，onlythistimeyouwithbeforeissame，YanJinErsaidslowly，nowIfinallyunderstandwhyshehadsaid，andIgettoknoweachotherforalongtime，thepatternsoftheoriginalonthetemplegate，isbetweensheandsouthBuddha).
Yourincarnationofconsciousnessshouldbejustthewtoaccession，butpartofthelessimportant，soletyoumissingmemoryandpartoftheinnatedreamsoulforceofgas(don'tknowyettheirmemoriesthatpartofthings，butnowheisanoumenonconsciousnesstree，soulforceofgasisfullycapableofprocessing).
Soyoualsodon'tknowme，Iinthisnolacussomniorummanyyears，andwhenyoudestroythedharmakaya(yes，thisissouththeBuddha)，Ihavetogotohelltofindyou，seeyouarethousandsofblackboneimphunting，youhavenodreamsoulforceatthetime，wasonlyachildsize，leavingonlyheadcanalsorecognizeisyou(Ihadalsothought，inthedreamworldreallyishell?)
“YanJinEr“lookintothedistance，asifreturnedtothesceneatthattime，butmysoulforceofgasisstillweak，atthattimecan'tsaveyouescapes，triedmanytimes，andtheresultevenImyselfalsolosthisdharmakaya，noforceofwto.
IthinkthatIofyou...
BeforeIhavealittleunderstood，xiaoqitoldmesonofthesouthBuddhabiography，andsaidthatIamthis，sonofthesouthoftheBuddha，becauseallthetokens，andstrengthcharacteristicsarehappentome.
OriginallysouthsonoftheBuddhahavesuchaninnatemission，savethedharmakaya，backtohispastlife，Ithinkthisisdefinitelyacomparabletoultimatetask'sdays.
Fromhismemoryback，thisisIhavetheexclusiveabilityofontologyconsciousnessbehindatree，toeatthefruitthereofwastoenteraperiodofmemory，aslongasitisnowinthespaceconsciousnesscanenterthetime.
Readitlikealittleinventory，memoryisnotlittle，thedatafromunaltered，presentsthecontentatthattime，this“YanJinEr“isreallysobeautiful，therealityismorebeautifulthanthestatuesinthetemple，thestatueispeoplefirstfoxbodyandcanvividlydepicthervividvitality，andfoxbodyforfoxfamilyrepresentstheidentityofthefoxfamily，butforpeople，orneedsoftheintuitivebody.
Andifitisnotbecauseofthecrisis，recalls，evendoesn'thaveawholeunderstand“YanJinEr“atthattimeandhimselfsaidthesewords，unexpectedlycontainsomanybigevents.
Butlooksliketheseandheseemedtohavethiscausalrelationship，justdidn'tknowwhathappenedinthefutureandwillmakethemadeeperunderstandingtohermessageatthetime，and“YanJinEr“spiritisthethirdlayerisyellowgasarea，littleisknownaboutthere，andeven“YanJinErwhetherthereisonthethirdfloorspaceconsciousnesscannotconfirmmyself.
Justtohearhertalkabout，thereisa“dreamland“alas......
Theremustbeawayfromheretothethirdfloor，suchacrisisnow，don'tfind“YanJinEr“thatwillbeinthemountainsandriversofgiantstormwasbanished.
Frontislongbigjiutree，oneselftrytoclimbfromthetreebefore，butitwon'twork，maystillwanttogobacktotesttheontologytree，Isawgreenhasnuzzlesbeside，headtotail，althoughthereisnochangeMohammedanbluehairbigcats，butatthispoint，likeafoxfellasleepagain.
Thesoulofthegasinthespacehasalreadyformedtheshapeofabigstorm，itseemsthattheoutsideofthebodyrotatingcentrifugalforceisstronger.
Wenttohisontologyconsciousnessunderthetree，Iwanttosayqingqingingascanletmysoulcathodepulsegasbacktolife，tosavetheirpeople，thathissoulairtreerootisinwhere?
Qingqingtheirgensareaisthelandoftheeight“seaview“，nowit'splace，isthelandoftheeightofthemountainsandriversofgiantstormsintheitchannel.
AssoonasIwentbacktothemainbodyconsciousnessinthetree，intothetree，Ifoundthesouljourneyofthestorm，thereisaburstofenergypackageinit.
Pulsegasandsoullikeacrossthebattery?
Itsrootsareinthethirdlayeroftheconsciousnessofthespace，anditstrunkislonginmysecondspace，Ithroughthesoulwillownconsciousnesstothebigjiutree.
Atthispointinmyperspectiveoftheconsciousnessofthetree，twotrees，likethetwowires，inthemiddleofthesoulgaswithabrightwhitelightislikeattheendsofthewireofpower.
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