The Supreme Soul Emperor of the Three Kingdoms

Some people are helping him, and some people are concerned with him.

The father of the scholar took something to go back home, and the book was sleeping in this day.

The father of the book is doing the side of the scholar, and the help book is born to the quilt.

The moonlight is irradiated out from the window, which may be at this time, the father of the scholar finally has a moment of rest.

Not only is the body, but also spiritual.

"Child, Dad is not really trying to be so strict with you. Dad loves you." The father of the book said.

"But there are so many people in the outside, so many eyes, I will be seen by people, I will be caught in the tail. When they come to find our trouble." The father of the book said.

"In order to protect you, in order to protect this home. I only have my heart, I will hit you. Child, do you hate me?" The father of the book is helpless.

"I also imagine the father of others, with you to go to the street. Ask you to eat the sugar people, let you happy in the school. But I can't do it!" The father of the book was painful.

The moonlight is safe and sweeping into the bedroom, everything is quiet. It is not satisfactory.

The pain of the book has left tears. The father he has been abomination is actually such a love.

Such depth.

He seems to feel that he is still a child, and he has disappeared. I still don't know what children.

The surrounding scenes have changed again, and after seeing the book, suddenly crazy.

The feeling of living is burned, he will never forget.

The weather is in the wind, the crop particles are not received. People are hungry and dead.

One day, everyone is very good for the sashimi.

The book is very happy. He thought that his efforts were finally seen.

He finally has to be accepted! The mood of the book was in the mood of the time, and I couldn't say it.

"Sketch, take aunt with you to buy sugar." A few years ago, he was born.

At that time, small books didn't know that the birthmother wanted him to die. I am happy.

The feeling of being accepted is really good! People no longer see him, and will not let their children stay away from him.

Everyone met him gentle laugh, really happy!

The book is so trusted to have the buddy, let her take yourself to death.

finally reached!

"It's coming." The birthmaster shouted.

Substant did not see the so-called sugar, he only saw a group of people, a greedy, laughing against him.

The smile is full of greed and terrible.

Smile is a beautiful thing, how can you be so terrible?

"Taking Wang Da Mao went out, I secretly brought him, and I didn't see him. We have to act quickly."

Because the particles are not received, everyone is yellowing, giving them a pierced thing more.

"Come, Subicheng. Come here." Some people said.

People automatically gave him a road, and the book was so curious.

"What should be done? Uncle Auntie? What do you need to do?" The book is well-behaved.

He has always thought that he can get people 's favor, always smile sweetly.

The least good people are the most kind, and people who should not be hurt are often harmed.

Why do you say this is like this?

"The book is awkward, the book is not moving on this!" Then the woman said.

"Good." The book is really awkward, and it is always moving. Sometimes I also blinked the eyes, curiosity thinking about what these uncle is doing.

Why is there so many people? Take him, the scholar is a sweet laugh.

I finally liked him, I am so happy.

The sun is sprinkled on the scholar young and simple face, and the child's simple is undoubtedly.

so beautiful.

The raging fire suddenly burned, and the book students felt the temperature of the fire.

"It's hot!" Said the book.

Said that the scholar wants to go, because it is really hot. Really hot!

", don't move. Oh, don't move. It's good to move. I will stick to it. When you come, you will like you! We will give you a sugar to eat." That happened.

"Really?" The eyes of the book flashed more beautiful than the stars.

"Yeah, don't move." The born is a bit impatient.

Subjective and standing back, hey. I can't move.

Until the fire is getting fierce, until the fire is burning to the clothes of the book.

"Ah!" The book is called, he wants to go.

But what should he go in the air?

He can't walk, he will never go out.

The fire is ruthlessly swallowed with a young body, living alive is burned. That must be very painful?

I don't know if my uncle is?

"Help! It hurts!" The young scholar shouted with only a little consciousness.

However, no one cares about him, everyone is only cold, and the eyes are full of joyfulness.

When the greedy desire is satisfied, the thrill will be willing to be bothered?

"What are you doing? Let him stop!" Some people shouted.