The tall figure on the opposite side walks slowly, and the shadow covers the bearing. Behind it is the foaming at the mouth fire and the bloody wind and fog, but this bloody color can’t cover the snow and ice of that year.
A charming and pitiful warbler Yan Yu came from the farthest memory and beat the pupils out of Cang Lan. Come to Master Cang Lan. Chapter 77 Love Words are the most misleading and half-mutilated.
In those days, just a few steps away from the destruction of Canglan, my back was turned to the flames. blood night purgatory was graceful and graceful, as if it had cut off the illusory reality boundary and would destroy Canglan before my eyes.
Destroying Cang Lan feels that waves of lang tides are constantly washing away my heart, and after being sharpened by pain, the talent gradually reduces the dancing illusion of blood pupil in this long-lost tenderness.
The teacher destroyed Cang Lan’s lips and teeth as if they were stuck by hot honey. Just at a draught, a sweet fishy surge of throat spread in the lips and teeth, and it seemed like sweet and bloody.
In those days, the moon’s smile was half-shadowed by blood and smoke, and it was like a snow pile, just like violet zong’s face was still touching even though the blood was vertical and horizontal.
That piece of ghost wind twisted and gradually pulled tens of millions of pieces of broken light across the shape of the destroyed Cang Lan, and an extremely cold and sharp gas immediately penetrated into the destroyed Cang Lan, but he seemed to be unable to feel the pain, covering his half-face with disability, and his hands were shaking and gradually loosening.
It’s as if the goose feather, heavy snow, ghost wind scattered and broken light kept beating and destroying Cang Lan’s body blood and smoke surrounded his head-on opposing figure in that month, and the bloody shadow fluctuated and swept to the sky, which roared with the ghost crying but became a lingering accompaniment in the ear of destroying Cang Lan.
Because the gentle voice of that month kept calling him to come to Canglan and come to Master.
The sound seemed to be full of sorrow and joy. Cang Lan knew that the month was a phantom in the array, but the idea was to call him back to his wisdom.
He knew that there was another flank in front of him, but he had fallen into it obsessively.
The broken light layer upon layer searched for the destruction of Cang Lan’s strength, which pressed all his body cold and hot air away and destroyed Cang Lan. At this moment, it was fatally motionless, and it didn’t go or come. It stuck in the body and blocked the blood everywhere like a large piece of rapidly condensing ice.
Well, this heavy smothering feeling makes Cang Lan’s body tremble, and half of his face is dripping and scattered, and the blood drops more and more rapidly, and he is immediately caught in the wind and scattered into dark lotus flower.
Surrounded by the destruction of Canglan, the broken light suddenly sent out an extremely soft texture, which held the young body like a large piece of torn velvet. As the broken light turned into a continuous white shadow, a method was used to curb the drowsiness and destroy Canglan’s spirit, and the weak blood pupil became more scattered.
I this demagogic straight make people want to fall asleep again regardless of all other lingering feelings into the destruction of surging billows mind eyelids like heavy curtain mat before opening the eyes, the scene flashed greatly and secretly.
Canglan, are you tired? When the month smiled, the slender white fingers curled up in front of Canglan’s eyes, but the extremely cold touch encouraged them to indulge their drowsiness.
She gently stroked out Cang Lan’s pale face and lips, and with a hook, she spat out a piece of cold and strange fragrance in the ear of Cang Lan, and slowly wrapped around the young earlobe like a small snake. Go to sleep, Cang Lan, and stop thinking about things.
Master destroyed Cang Lan, but he couldn’t stop bumping backwards into a mass of soft broken light, which wrapped the teenager in it like soft coral wool with a slight bounce and a huge hug.
In those days, the month also conveniently hugged the neck of Canglan, which was as warm as the Millennium ice. The beautiful body gently pressed on him, and the sad timbre was entangled with demagoguery. Don’t wake up and sleep in Master’s arms.
The sound is in the ear, but the eyes are more and more distant, as if from a lonely full moon to lead people into a dream that will never wake up. When the hand drops, it is pressed tightly, and it is even more important to adjust a little strength.
This show bewitch is spun into a milli-way cage. If you destroy Cang Lan, you will not resist the prey and generally lie in it.
Destroying Cang Lan’s mind keeps flashing. This is an illusion. The warning of life and death has finally dissipated. The black hand attack in this game is gentle in the depths of people’s hearts. There is a forbidden area where the law and frost are armed. Even if Cang Lan is destroyed, it is already shrewd, but it is lost to the phantom of the month. Give him a temperature limit
That trace of pure youth has never been eliminated in the heart of Cang Lan, and now it has become the one that introduces the yellow hook, hooks it and drags it into the darkness.
The blood pupil of Cang Lan is still flashing with starlight, but the breathing is as regular and steady as a deep sleep. A long and big dream has flooded into his soul.
Half of the face is no longer covered, and the handsome edges and corners are exposed. The dark muscles are full of corrosion, and a line of broken teeth is exposed on the lips. Although the other half of the face is finished, the blue veins are protruding. The blue veins lead the corrosive gas across the bridge of the nose and turn this peerless face into fine rotten meat.
Destroying Cang Lan’s trance can feel the pressing pain in his face, but he can feel the soft jade and warm embrace of his mother sister in that year’s month, which devoured his wisdom layer by layer. When he faced the people who falsely accused him of violet, he refused to say a fierce word to that year’s month.
Canglan go to sleep. The hypnotic gentle sound drifted away and disappeared. Canglan’s eyelids finally closed the last gap. At this moment, he seemed to feel that the pain was suddenly broken, and it seemed that he was shrinking into a jujube pit, but he had no strength to deal with it.
I was so sleepy that Cang Lan uttered a vague cough, which seemed to be sad and trembling. In that month, I held his bloody palm tightly and smiled gently as I led a lost child home.
Send a heavy smile behind this soft white top full of blood smoke, and the blood moon hanging in the ninth night dome slowly makes waves and turns to mock the whites of the eyes like a human eye.
This smile gradually reverberated and swept layers of smoke and blood. lang roared and surrounded the destruction of Cang Lan and collapsed in the white light. He was sleeping and lying quietly. The beautiful image was scattered into firefly-like fragments flying in the wind.
The fragments were flying like the petals of a funeral, and the white light was laughing and colliding with each other, gradually turning back and clicking, devouring the destruction of Canglan. All the flesh and blood could not come, and the flesh and blood had been corroded by the white light. A white light mass was gradually tight with the package to form a cocoon, and the destruction of Canglan was wrapped in eternal sleep.
Just when the smile was irrepressible and wildly expanded, it filled an array of local winds, but it suddenly became weak, and then the smile was slightly low and thoughtfully cut through the sky.
At the moment, Cang Lan is still lying in the white light with a thousand gods’ knowledge, and his arms have exposed the bones, and his neck is also tearing the crumbling blood skin, but the white light devours it and really stops in the distance, and his hair is buzzing and shaking like being forcibly blocked.
More condensed than the blood and smoke rushing across the night dome in the array, it is to destroy Cang Lan’s gv 10. His gv 10 is as black as ink, and the cinnabar seal magic eye is quietly closed and sleeps with his master in the corrosive white light.
Canglan, this darkness suddenly flashed like a chaotic snowflake, creaking like a gray light, twisting like a crack, flashing like a flash, and suddenly chasing the dignified darkness in a chaotic loop.
At this time, a call broke into the soul of Canglan, and there was a heavy knock on the gate of GV. GV gave a deep tremor, and Canglan stood up slightly, and the suction port generally pulled the slightest bit of energy back from the virtual.
This feeling is weak, but it is gradually breaking the gap in the sleeping dream of Cang Lan, so that several small channels can be given to the anxious and never give up calling for Cang Lan to destroy Cang Lan.
It’s as if a strange practice has been knocked, and even the destruction of Cang Lan has never been aware that the practice is shaking like the beating of lang Chao by this sound.
Destroying Cang Lan feels that he has devoted himself to a floating tide, swaying in the darkness, but gradually touching the edge of the other shore.