Have to send because the arrow is in the string
Or take Le Fulan in one go.
Or …
I don’t know who stopped the pace first.
Everyone stopped beside a detached house.
Le Fulan lives in this house.
Now we need everyone to join us, and then the flag-raising ceremony will be completed.
A troubled time is about to start tonight.
"Are you ready?" Someone asked so low.
I don’t know if I’m asking myself or everyone.
"hands-on"
get to work
Several powerful gas blasted toward that fragile house.
It is foreseeable that it will fall apart in a moment.
a moment
The Wind Rises; Time Bomb
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"It’s windy." Jericho filled himself with a glass of red wine and pulled his skirt in the night wind.
He likes the wind, especially the night wind.
Especially the night wind tonight.
"It’s your turn to go out." Jericho shook his fragrant glass and looked at the building group that was covered in the night not far away and laughed again. "Go, my little lion, make it beautiful."
"I will tear you apart one day" rang out in the darkness, but then it was more deadly than breaking the wind.
The horrible monster finally gave in.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha …" Jericho laughed proudly. He liked the feeling of being in control. He felt that he was a god. "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha …"
He laughed till the end and almost spilled the red wine in his glass.
"What about me?" Then someone interrupted him, narcissistic and complacent, cold and indifferent, like a sharp knife
Cut off Jericho’s excitement and happiness, and he froze for a moment before he noticed that someone was still watching himself in the corner behind him.
And his eyes …
It’s disgusting
Is it like looking at some poor fool and having pity?
Izriel didn’t know if his eyes were pity at that moment. He was watching him laugh wildly in the dark. Jericho couldn’t help thinking of himself.
So confident, so arrogant, so arrogant.
And now he’s such a monster
He seem to have seen Jericho’s future.
"You …" Jericho still cares. His eyes just got angry. "Go too, but anyway … it seems to make no difference."
He suspected that he had made sarcastic remarks because of Isoriel’s pity.
He hates pity, especially for people like Isoriel.
It’s his turn to pity him.
Izriel didn’t feel any emotional change because of his words. He slowly retreated into the darkness with pity eyes.
"Ka-"The glass in his hand was severely crushed by him, and the red wine that should have come to celebrate oozed from his fingers bit by bit.
Like blood
Sympathize with me
Who are you to sympathize with me?
"Boom-"At the same time
The nearby key finally rang with the scheduled intense bombardment.
The night finally drew to a close.
And further away,
Outside the War College
Several people are coming across the mountains with swords towards this unstoppable male city that has stood on the mainland for more than ten years.
Continue to sink or destroy and be reborn?
No one knows to be continued.
Ps first Geng
Kavinka vomited blood.
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Anne awoke from her sleep.