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Volume 3: With a blow of destiny, the king appears Chapter 9: Wind in the Wind City

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    As if the afterglow of the setting sun appeared in the distance, the World Destroyer saw that the Rose City was protected by a thin protective aura, and was a little surprised by the mysterious origin and strength of the owner of the Flower City.  As the Creator and the Existence began a tit-for-tat duel, while the World Destroyer was vigilant, a trace of consciousness continued to linger on the lyrics of Long Yin Yue's past.

    "The heart is like falling leaves, falling to the ground. Thoughts are like boundless, which makes people feel the pain of space. There is an immortal legend in ancient times. It is said that when the mood reaches a balanced and perfect state of mind, a windy city will be seen floating in the sky.  Chimei's "Wind City".

    Those with unbounded love can also enter Windy City. Windy City is also called Heavenly City. Legend has it that there is a Heavenly Book in Heavenly City. Heavenly Book is also called Heavenly Love Letter. Heavenly Love Letter can only be opened when meeting the most beautiful woman in the world.

    Yue once entered Fengcheng, why can he enter?  I heard he is the number one master of love letters.  Brother Long, don¡¯t you also know how to write love letters?  I forgot how to write.  oh!  Is this the state of selflessness you often say?  The love letter is about forgetting myself.  No, I forgot whether the Brother Yue you mentioned is me.

    oh!  Which one should listen to you or him, dragon or moon, which one is the boss of the boss? When you think I am very wise, it is me, if you think I am very unwise, it is the moon.  That¡¯s easy to distinguish!  The problem is that I have also met the most beautiful woman in my life. So Long Da, aren¡¯t you a lunatic now?  "Crazy City"

    Flying over eaves and walls, climbing up to the towering palace, thieves stole the queen's golden laurel crown, traveled east along the Silk Road, thousands of thieves made a racket all the way, heroes from the Sea of ??Flame swarmed out, and there was a fierce fight in front of the Dunhuang Grottoes!

    The intermittent rain is continuous, autumn is chasing the tail of summer, changing the color of this land, and the ancient heart of the piano is slowly playing, listen!  Is there a beautiful voice calling from the bottom of your heart?  A dream of adventure and tenderness is unfolding.  "Forgetting Loneliness" There is no loneliness in listening to the rain or passionate rain in the dictionary.  You are passionate and I listen to the rain. The darkness of the Western King tells the human race that there are two kinds of sorrow, one is not getting it, and the other is getting it.  When I was sixteen, I thought the King of the West was right. It was only after I turned twenty-five that I realized Wilde was wrong, because it was proven from me that I have you but have not got you.  Now that morning is no longer important, just as my words keep repeating just like the days keep repeating.  Welcome to my spiritual word world, where I am the dictator¡¯s only beautiful smile, the ultimate "Lockdown" of the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter

    Complete with the survival wisdom earned through hard work.  Um!  Through you, you have opened up the art of survival that has not yet been explored. Yes, only through continuous progress can you face it without any politeness. When faced with the value or meaning of your true self-existence, you are the meaning.  The rain can be heard outside the window, and I feel like I'm bored!

    ???????????????????? The original call, give up invincibility, give up the will to win, the ultimate extreme, forget silence, and worship the dragon.  "Forgetfulness" has never been so brave, and it even denies the definition of bravery.  He doesn't care about love and acts as he pleases. The king declares that the negation of sublation is not evolution but degeneration, so he transforms into an extremely ugly cocoon.

    One day he emerged from his cocoon.  Walking alone through the sea of ????people, you guard the fortress and the iron guard patrols the battlefield. I look up.  I found that the snow was white and cold, higher than the sky and deep in the clouds.  Climb a mountain peak, the crescent moon curves your beauty, as subtle as a military strategy.  The cliff sea is deep, the light is dazzling, the beauty is alluring, and the beacon tower is full of war drums!  Amidst the crowds of people, already in the world of mortals below the city, your Majesty announced: The master of the beautiful Windy City is about to arrive in person!  I turned around and wanted to leave. This world did not belong to me. However, the human wall was strong. I made mistakes and stayed put. The silence of all things came so suddenly. One by one around me, I turned into stone. Oh my god!  Such a charming woman is rare in the world. The devil of temptation pinched her eyes in an instant. I don¡¯t know how long it took. Standing here for a long time was like the sky was opening and the earth was in a state of birth. It turned out that she no longer had the ability to move life. Looking at her  When I laid eyes on you for the first time, I was attracted to you. I was blinded in an instant, and I could only recall your appearance with my heart. It is rumored that there is another wonderful book in Fengcheng called Tianma Xingkong tetralogy.

    I seem to have heard your laughter in the long years. The laughter is very like that of a reader, like the faintness of the tide. The only thing to be proud of is knowing that your laughter is even louder, that eternal sound of ridicule!

    There is a face of love, and the peerless beauty emerges when I am sad. Forget the unhappiness. As long as you are there, nothing can stop my world. A happy smile can meet the most beautiful thing in this life, which is the best blessing in life. It gives courage to  Challenge the God of Destiny. He is God and I am God. I have the courage to become the undefeated God and glimpse the most beautiful romance in the world. This story becomes a legend and an eternal myth. Between you and me, forever, you are forever.  .

    The rain on the surface falls on the clothes after going out, the windshield wipers on the big green trees become withered, it is just a matter of the future, the moon-style brushwork blossoms but does not bear fruit, a drop of rain lying on the moon is a drop of tears hanging in the eyes of a lover.  Outline the charm across the sky, reverse the time, there seems to be another me rushing into the gray sky and rain, in the vast sea of ????people, the perfume that cannot be smelled is about you, looking forward to blue sky and clear sky, the name of the perfume is blue love, or blue love for short.  , in the crowded streets, in the streets under the busy moon??, meditating, when you are on the other side of the ground, your lips are hot, exhaling the deadly breath and drifting across the other side of the ground, covering it up quietly and silently, forever and ever, burning all over your body)

    Luxili has passed through the wandering and flowing, so I understand nothing, so don't understand it!  And your familiar face flashes across my heart, and two worlds are between you and me. He said in ancient China: "In fact, the so-called road of love and life has no end or stop for me. Life is very impermanent."  , especially in terms of love, you can¡¯t control it. If you love someone, it¡¯s not love. So I wrote it with the feeling of ¡®love never stops¡¯.¡±

    "How many shop windows have I wandered through, and how many hotels have I stayed in, before I feel that separation is not unfair? Should feelings be used to browse or to treasure, so that every day will be unforgettable. How many hardships have been endured, and how many eyes have been wet.  , only then can we know that sadness is the legacy of love. After wandering through a few double beds and changing beliefs several times, the rings can be exchanged without hesitation. The warmth of one person is transferred to another's chest, and the mistakes made last time can be reflected on dreams.  This is how everyone enjoys being on tenterhooks and then refuses to treat sinful lambs. Memories are like moonlight that cannot be grasped. When you hold it tightly, it will become dark. When the false back disappears in the sunshine, the sun will flow around the body, and when all the karma is forgiven, love will not happen.  Stop, how brave it takes to drive to the end of the world (Lin Xi).

    Recently, I have caught a cold and don¡¯t want to think about it anymore.  Even if there are thousands of unwillingnesses, the beauty is like water, the ups and downs, it is like the bleakness of autumn, the freedom of autumn water is like loneliness, the flowers and clouds forget the moon, I am trapped in awakening, the smoke is rustling, passing through the years.  The spiritual rain from the empty mountain rushes to the earth, it comes from the illusory fog and disappears without a trace, it comes from the nothingness and disappears into the mist. We meet on the Internet, we admire the beauty, and we covet the beauty of the four seasons.

    There is a song about a beauty who is ruthless, but she is too beautiful and only loves herself. The world calls her an iceberg beauty, like a narcissus flower shining upon her. The four words "heartbeat" are very suitable for the first impression. Maybe I can't escape and I don't want to escape. When I face the feeling,  Create an absolutely perfect music and sing the praises of an incomparable posture.  The world calls me the King of Music, but I no longer exist.

    Under the setting sun, with the lights of fishing lights and the sky dotted with stars, I gazed at the cool breeze coming from afar, blowing her long hair, which was slightly fluttering. Her hands gently caressed the flying hair, which was a bit fragrant. Looking at her smile was beautiful.  The scenery is so beautiful that I forget that she still has a shy expression. It is so touching that she is a beautiful wonder in the world.  Fall in love with things, see flowers in the mist, flowers within flowers, you are a flower, no, you are happy, because in your eyes, you are a beautiful fairy tale, a flower flying freely.  "

    I, I remembered, the wind blew there, I walked there, the wind blew to the sky, I broke the sky, the wind blew to the sky, I broke the sky, the wind blew to the road, I broke the road, the wind blew to the end,  Then, I forgot.  At the same time at that time, I was enchanted and possessed, beyond time, limited to where I saw it, no longer, I followed the wind, the wind has no will, the wind kept my consciousness, the wind followed me
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