Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

"Aww..." the little fox yelled excitedly, and suddenly, it stopped Shiwu.

"Hey, fifteen, wait a minute, wait a minute, look, what is that?"

Fifteen looked in the direction the little fox was looking at, but saw a half-carved wooden puppet-like thing emerging from the grass where he woke up just now.

He was puzzled, walked over to part the grass, and picked up the wooden doll.

Seeing Shiwu and the little fox was amazed, because the clothes and facial features carved on the puppet were exactly the same as Dong Wushangxie.

The little fox swallowed: "What happened on the fifteenth?"

Shiwu was also shocked, he shook his head: "It's okay, I just fell asleep accidentally, had a dream, and now I just woke up from the dream..."

The little fox looked at the wooden doll timidly: "Then this one?"

"Souvenir." Fifteenth Dao smiled.

Fifteen threw the wooden doll into the storage bag, "Don't think about it, that dream is over..."

Fifteen shouted into the distance, "Let's go, let's go find something to eat..."

After speaking, he flew into the air, took the little fox to continue walking, and continued to walk towards the unknown distance. They are still young, they have more time, they...there are so many, there are still many unknown things waiting in this world Let them dig.

This is a vast world, just as the Buddhists say, one flower is one world, one leaf is one Bodhi, if one accidentally passes through the space-time medium by chance, one will enter a completely strange world, which is a strange world, There you will realize a different life...

The wind in the morning is very cool, the air in the field is so fresh, the small flowers in the grass are blooming brilliantly, the birds on the branches are singing cheerfully, the grass under the tree is growing vigorously, with a gust of wind blowing, you can vaguely see the grass in the grass. , all over the place were the kind of villains that were taken away by the fifteenth day, all of them were wooden sculptures, some had broken arms, some had missing legs, some had only their bodies left, and all of them were hidden in the grass. I was crying for help, but unfortunately, no one will hear it again...

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Time is the cool wind blowing through the branches in the morning, leaving no trace after passing by.

In the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed, and the scenery of Tiangong has remained unchanged for thousands of years. The daily life, and the unchanging scene when you open your eyes, make Taoyao, a little girl who has gradually grown and matured, feel very bored. Boring as hell.

A hundred years have passed, and Taoyao has grown into a young girl who looks like a mortal girl around twelve or thirteen years old.

There is a poem in the mortal world: Pingping is more than thirteen years old, and cardamom is at the beginning of February...

This young girl is the golden age in a woman's life, the golden age.

Because they have the idea of ​​girls growing up gradually, but they don't need to have too many troubles like adults. It is a time to indulge in fun and enjoy their youth.

They have the most youthful and beautiful time, they can be presumptuous, indulgent, sing and laugh, and it is also the last unrestrained time for girls before they reach their prime and before they get married.

The girl sitting on the swing was wearing a pink dress, and the maid was pushing the swing up and down behind her.

Her wide and complicated skirt bloomed in the air, against her young and delicate face, it was extraordinarily gorgeous...

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