Sheng Lingyuan seed to sll a burnt sll.
The sense of sll can pass through the seven emotions, so the anxiety sll diffused into his knowledge before he was unconscious. After a lapse of many years, there have been countless reappearances of scenes in his frightening dream-when he saw the broken sword of the demon again, the young man with a blurred face, twin wings, and wrapped in a fire.
Adding it back and forth, Sheng Lingyuan hadn't dread for more than a decade. For a mont, he forgot where and where he was, and was shocked in his heart, holding the fire light desperately.
The fiery light chopped into his vision, and he woke up in severe pain.
The corner of his eyes was stabbed by the light, and then, he saw that sothing had fallen from the air, and Sheng Lingyuan caught it, but collided with the other hand.
Xuan Yuan originally wanted to pour him a glass of water and put it on the bedside table. Sohow, he started to stare at Sheng Lingyuan's slightly frowned eyebrows, and traced his eyebrows and fell on his lips.
"On the hilltop, he kissed
back ... didn't he?" He thought uncertainly.
But it's not necessarily. Lingyuan just said clearly that the Yan team's love with each other is "nonsense". According to his understanding, His Majesty always has a word and never talks.
So ... his reaction at that ti can also be interpreted as trying to push himself out. The fierce action may be because of shortness of breath.
Xuan Yuan's heart sank again.
Or if you think optimistically, it may be too sudden, Ling Yuan did not respond from beginning to end, but just instinctively returned his offensive behavior, which is not interesting at all.
Think back and forth, plus imagination-Xuan Ye walked away for half an hour.
When Sheng Lingyuan opened his eyes suddenly, Xuan Yuan had no ti to withdraw his gaze, fled in a hurry, and the tea cup in the tray rolled away inadvertently.
The two reached out at the sa ti, but there were "limited seats" on the small tea cup. Ten fingers were crowded to make a ball, and their eyes hit the mory on the top of the mountain. Sheng Lingyuan pressed his fingers, Xuan Yuan stepped back in panic, Give up at the sa ti.
The fate of the unfortunate tea cup is a sacrifice in the end.
Fortunately, what Xuanyuan made Zhi faint, forget to pour water, the glass is still empty.
"I, I, I'll sweep it!" Xuan Yuan looked like he was stomped on his tail, and turned away.
Sheng Lingyuan: "You ..."
Xuan Yuan turned back more quickly than rushing to answer: "What?"
Sheng Lingyuan: "Did you burn sothing?"
After two seconds of announcent, I rembered it suddenly, what happened! He put a porridge pot on the stove before pouring water!
The nose of the negative slacker is just like the thought of getting a job, which will be noticed after being reminded.
Sheng Lingyuan opened his mouth and hadn't had ti to say anything.
Sheng Lingyuan paused for a mont. Since the day he could speak, he has never said such a blunt sentence. He didn't even know what to call Xuanyuan for a while.
Whether it is the "Xuan Yuan" of the present or the "Tong" of the past, they are all rusty when speaking out, and their tongues are choked.
As for the "chicken
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