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Volume 3: A blow of destiny, the king appears Chapter 12: The Song of the Wild Tyrant

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    The autumn wind blew, and the sound of raindrops sounded in the middle of the night. I remembered a story, a man fell into the water, and the two people on the shore said that they should learn to swim.

    The autumn wind blows and is blocked by the glass window. How can we pursue the past? I once thought that this place on the Internet is just like a monthly vote and it will disappear. After voting, I will start another journey without looking back. It is just a short period.  The strangeness and the world between people and books just take away the mysterious world of books.

    After wandering like this for so many days, reading a book so lonely and quietly, I now realize that whether I am emotionally involved or not is not myself.

    Passers-by who have passed by have of course forgotten that the battle for voting has gone with the wind. Feng Lingtianxia of "The Proud Nine Heavens" said: "Don't worry, everything will be fine, I understand, brother.  Feelings are not about rewards. Brother Long, you don¡¯t have to care about anything and don¡¯t worry about what others say; you have helped me enough. When we have time to meet, everything is done in the wine. "Actually, I don¡¯t drink anymore. My physique is no longer suitable for drinking.  of.

    Looking at Chen Dong's new book "Perfect World", which is currently ranked first and "Nine Heavens of the World" ranked second by more than 1,000 votes, the feeling of powerlessness makes one realize that oneself or a person is still so insignificant.  Last year, the reader "Gods Promise Forever" once said that he would support the next time the Proud Nine Heavens fight for monthly tickets, but now he has long forgotten, just like I once said that I would not be able to realize it one by one after saying too much.

    The years are quiet, people are leisurely, the mind is Zen, and don't stir up dust, all in the heart

    When Mu Long's Heavenly Scroll "Mu" meets Long Yinyue's Earthly Scroll "Quartet of Heavenly Horses in the Sky", it seems that heaven and earth are one in an instant.  Humans and gods are united and co-exist in the realm of a big world. The initial love volume and the final love volume call each other, words wash over each other, and each word stirs up. The words of the sky follow the words of the earth, and the words of the earth fly to the sky.  Word.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The author Long Yiyue¡¯s handsome four-part fantasy love letter, The Fantasy Love Letter, was still defeated by the love letter "Mu" that ranked first in the universe. The world is speechless.  The universe is speechless.  The reader is speechless.

    In the morning, the author, Long Yinyue, had not yet fallen asleep. It was raining outside on Saturday, so he went to the company to surf the Internet later. During the day, there were usually guests or relatives visiting his home.  So I usually don't stay at home during the day.

    Long Yinyue thought for a moment why he was completely defeated by Mu Long?  Is it just because he is a person (god) in the upper world?  If the level is different, you are destined to lose.  Just like comparing a person who has never read a book with a person who has read a lot of books, the person who has read the book usually knows more. This is usually the case.

    The Heavenly Scroll and the Earthly Scroll.  No matter how free and transcendent the earth writes, it will still always be under the sky?  If you don¡¯t have upper-level knowledge, it means you don¡¯t have enough strength to reach that state. Even if you are already perfect in the lower world, what is the point of any ¡°learning¡±?  !

    That¡¯s it, that¡¯s all!  An old Chinese pop song came to my ears: "Should it end? Or will it continue? Write everything in your chest and walk quietly. When can I have some care again and let the sun in my heart rise?  , everything is better. Oh! Don¡¯t say, don¡¯t say that the corner is too lonely, even if there is no dream of yours, there will still be my songs, oh! Don¡¯t say, don¡¯t say that the past is too crowded, that long, long time,  I will be thinking about this."

    Mu Long, the God of Love Letters in the Pantheon, had no expression or expressed any opinions. When he watched Long Yinyue's tetralogy of Pegasus, he made a four-word judgment in his heart: "I don't know how to make progress."

    Mu Long's independent thinking and free eyes drifted towards a once beautiful naturally formed world. This beautiful world gradually fragmented, and the fragmentation appeared to be full of humbleness and ugliness. Mu Long still looked back without expression.

    Mu Long thought briefly: The shape of life is uncertain, some are as big as the vast universe, and some are as small as fine dust. They seem to grow slowly, but in fact they grow like thousands of horses galloping. Their abilities are constantly changing, and their functions are also evolving, just like life and time.  Invincible!

    Watching the big world where demons dance wildly, people are struggling everywhere to settle down and live their lives. The dragon chanting moon is just a blink of an eye, an inconspicuous marginal person, which is ridiculous. It is ridiculous and ridiculous to write a book with only a few readers.  Sorry, I am not qualified to write this, but this is how the human world is, especially the world of ancient China. That country is really too backward. However, only in the backwardness can there be the most primitive evil and the most primitive beauty.

    That is the island of origin. No wonder several gods from the Pantheon like to go and experience it. For example, some humans like to see the undeveloped natural areas of Africa and see some wild animals. The starry sky goddess Luo Xiaoyun once acted as a photographer to Ken  Go to sub-regions and feel the original flavor. In fact, it is not the most original, but it doesn¡¯t have to be too original.

    Mu Long turned over his hand, and a manuscript appeared, signed by Fang Wenshan of ancient China.  "The ivy climbs up the rusty fire hydrant, like a butterfly that cannot leave the place with the fragrance of flowers. With a cup of Yonghe soy milk in the quiet alley, I am savoring the tranquility of my hometown. Neon lightsI brightened my imagination about the night market, the children playing hide and seek looking for their favorite candies, the dim sunset, and the old walls of Longshan Temple. I lit incense religiously and held a pillar of hope in my hand.

    "Less scars, more applause, less war, more simplicity, sweat with your baseball soul to experience youth, and listen to the heartbeat of Taiwan with your heart!"

    The Jianan Plain is waiting to be harvested with the color of happiness. Pingtung bluefin tuna directly equals happiness. The Tamsui River is winding all the way, and the steep one is Taroko. I have an optimistic character. How to fold a Meinong paper umbrella?  How to carve Yimu carving? There are many, many choices in this land. Looking carefully at the unique makeup of the eight generals, I said, dear, dear, this is the end of our story.

    (Use wild cursive to write Cloud Gate, use bee cannons to build a city, Mazu is eternal, piety from generation to generation, sky lanterns, rising slowly, don¡¯t wait if you can make a wish!)

    Mu Long looked at the island and said: Hair like snow, east wind breaking, chrysanthemum terrace, orchid pavilion preface, blue and white porcelain, I wonder if this human race has a unique style or charm in writing love letters?

    "And your beautiful smile is like a bud waiting to bloom, your beauty is floating away, going to places I can't go, the sky is blue waiting for mist and rain, and I am waiting for you."

    "The sky is blue waiting for the misty rain, and I am waiting for you" is so well said. Mu Long remembered the beautiful appearance many years ago and smiled sweetly!  In the charming smile, there is that charming charm.

    The author, Long Yinyue, forgot again that this is the music of the Fantasy Love Letter, the Fantasy Love Letter, and the Wild Tyrant's Song of the Four Parts.  The title of the book is quite long, haha!  It was almost eight o'clock in the morning. I once replied to a message from a reader. I forgot whose message I was replying to. The author said that the book contains at least a hundred songs.  It's just that many of them do not indicate the source, so as not to damage the beauty in the author's mind. Of course, it is true that more readers have said that the author is messy and disorganized. It is true that the author is disorganized, because "Xi Zhimo" as a reader and writer personally does not like to read fantasy.  He seems to have said that he likes realistic books.

    Of course, the author doesn't care about it. I listen with my left ear and speak with my right ear. I can write whatever I want. There are some things that I can't write. The number of readers does not affect the author's true intention. However, I still want to thank you for your support.  of!  Don¡¯t mention the name anymore, the name is in my heart, waiting for a long time, reversing my life, looking forward to the big showdown with time and existence!  Thanks!

    Note: [Country Novel] Book title: "Mountain Village Peach Blossoms" - Xi Zhimo.

    Note: Readers who have a lot of monthly votes in October, please vote for "The Proud Nine Heavens".  Although my influence is negligible!  Feel free to go as you please.

    Note: "Hair is like Snow" The moon is full of wolf teeth, the beauty is haggard, I raise my glass and drink up the wind and snow.  Who knocked over the past life cabinet?  Stirring up trouble.  Yuanzi Jue, after several reincarnations, you frown and cry, the beauty cannot be called back. Even though the history has turned to ashes, my love will never die. Prosperity is like three thousand east flowing water. I only take a scoop of love to understand!  I only love the butterfly you transformed into

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Laer!  Laer laer, the bronze mirror reflects the innocent, with your ponytail tied, if you act wild, I will accompany you with wine in this life!  (To be continued)
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