MTL - Young Man, You Are Too Young, Too Simple-Chapter 82

The so-called deep love, the pain is cut, that is, when the good feeling jumped on 96, the value of the abused heart was also brushed to 97.

Luo Shitu received the system news during half-sleeping and half-awake, thinking in a confused way, and moving the sour body.

The outside is still gray, Yangge early omelet, with a cold wind into the house, standing next to it will go to the cold, watching him shrink in the quilt childishly moving, then he smashed the corner.

The youth’s sleeping face is naive, and the unconscious lips are even more delicate. Yangge quietly watched for a while, fell a kiss on his forehead, bent over the bed, and then closed his eyes and squatted.

If the spirit is not enough, people will become sleepy.

Luo Shitu had been asleep until noon to wake up, only to remember that he was called to drink medicine in the morning. He slowly moved to the outside, and he saw the carols on the table, the plain color, the green and white, very faint.

"I want to call you," said the awkward smile. He took his shoulder and took the weight. "When you wash it, you can eat it. The medicine is warm in the kitchen and you will drink later."

His expression was gentle, and even a little worry in his eyes did not reveal. Luo Shutu relied on him to sit down to the table and was served as a cleansing mouth as usual.

When Acura wiped his hands for him, he opened his mouth: "Don't take the medicine at night, and drinking it will not help."

"What is this, don't drink medicine, how is your body good?" The action of Yangko stopped, and if nothing happened, "Okay, eat."

Luo Shitu looked at him and said, "Yangge, you know that I can't be better." They all know that this body is full of precious herbs, and now it is almost like a deep coma. It goes without saying that it is not today, it will be tomorrow, and he will not persist for too long.

"Don't think about it!" The person who has always been soft-spoken has sunk his face for the first time, quietly, and reluctantly evokes the corner of his lips. "I am going to take the medicine, you should eat it first." Step out and go out.

Luo Shitu stood up on the table and sneaked at the door. The person who had just left was facing him, punching in the tree, shaking his shoulders, and making a sore and chaotic sound.

He looked at it silently and turned back to the house.

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Before dying, I still have to go through all the mundane things, that is, death and death are not peaceful.

Prajna Valley is a quiet place, and when he breaks into it, he doesn’t even have to see anyone, and the rest of the rest disappears. Luo Shutu was lying on a lounge chair, showing a bitter smile.

My body knows that the outer skin is still young, but the inside is very badly damaged. It is no different from the old tree that has been hollowed out. The weather is good, and the songs accompany him to the sun outside the house. Unexpectedly, he is hitting people, and the reasons for not closing the door are not used.

So busy, I want to hear him tell the last words?

The first thing to come is the Mujiapu people, the wooden Qingfeng white clothes fluttering, the complexion red/run, obviously the prajna flower has worked. Acura is not polite, and got up and said: "Woode is not the wrong thing? This is not the second flower."

"I came to look for Shuwang, this matter has nothing to do with others!" Mu Qingfeng was hard tough, and his look was not soft. He stared at the young man in the chair and asked, "What did you say to your brother? Why did he go?" The flowers were sent, and I said that I couldn’t see each other with flowers!"

The youthful eyebrows are exhausted, and if the skin is transparent, like a fragile ceramic couple, the words are snarled and said: "That is your business."

"But you have a cross! Otherwise, brother -"

"Since I used flowers, I came back to repentance? If you don't want to break your heart, you don't have to!" The singer's face is not very good-looking, and he interrupted him without affection. "Wu Shaoxia should ask and ask the general." Go!" The words fell, leaned over and tried to change the body temperature, whispered inquiries, "The wind is a little big, let's enter the house?"

Luo Shitu nodded, just about to move, not far from there came a hoof of hooves, the coming soon came to the eyes.

The next month is the most embarrassing appearance he has ever seen. The blood is dry on the armor, his lips are dry and white, his eyes are full of bloodshot eyes, and the soldiers who followed him when he jumped off the horse helped him to stand firm.

"Brother!" Mu Qingfeng worriedly approached, and the extended hand was blocked when he did not touch the other party.

"I said that day, I am doing this with you." Lu Yuedao, did not look at him, his eyes firmly locked on Luo Shitu, walking forward with a footstep.

Yangko sat on the side of the recliner, arms crossed the waist of the youth, and originally wanted to bring people up and intimate, he did not intend to move, watching the moon coldly.

"Rabbit..." Haoyue dumbly called the scorpion and found a small porcelain bottle from the chest. "I will give you the antidote."

The young man leaned on his voice to look at him in his arms. He was not indifferent and did not hate it. For example, the Qingshan Mountain yesterday, the other party called his name softly and plainly, and his eyes were clear and clear.

He was suddenly embarrassed, but his pride and self-esteem were nothing at the moment, but he said with difficulty: "Can we..." Can you come back again?

"No, there is no antidote?" The young man said one step earlier, the corner of his eye was slightly curved, and it was a smiling expression. "That can't be."

"Bold! You know that the general is seriously injured? You can afford this sin!" A singer screamed, "I don't know how!"

Yuyue shouted: "Retreat!" Then he hurriedly explained, "Rabbit, I didn't want to marry you..."

The curvature of the young man's mouth is even bigger. Gently push the carols next to him, turn his back, slowly take off his robe, untie the coat, and reveal the slender back. His skin is very white, there is some illusion in the sun, and the shoulder blades are very obvious under the rapid weight loss, but these are not the most important, and everyone's eyes are concentrated on the scars of three dark red eyes.

It wasn’t new. The people who had been on the battlefield could see at a glance that the youth’s injuries were fatal, and now the traces are still conspicuous. It is obvious that the weapon that caused the injury is not simple. It's hard to believe that such a thin person can survive.

The young man put on his clothes and turned to look at the soldier. He said, "I can afford it." His voice was very light, but his voice was loud.

"That is Long Yuan..." Haoyue’s brain slammed and his heart was tight. He couldn’t imagine how he would come over at that time, and he had to protect the wood breeze first. Despair.

When he suddenly remembered the last side, Shu Wang said, until now he understood what it meant.

"It's okay..." he murmured, slamming his eyes and resisting the enthusiasm. It turned out that he had lost his hopes and there was no possibility of returning.

The five fingers broke into the palm of his hand and the pain was unaware. He opened his eyes and placed the medicine bottle in front of the recliner. He stepped back: "I don't mean anything to understand the medicine, as long as you are fine."

Acura glanced at him and confirmed that he was not looking for a plot, bent over to get the vial.

His fingertips touched the bottle, and an arrow dart broke the bottle in an unstoppable way. The crisp cracking sound, the transparent liquid flow, and the eyelids penetrated into the soil.

"Do not!"

Haoyue rushed forward, grabbed the soil mixed with broken porcelain, almost collapsed, suddenly turned back, eyes staring red at the woody breeze, a sword flew away, clinging to the wood behind his face Home escort.

"roll--"

The scene was chaotic, and outside the chaos, Yangge held the young man in his arms and stepped forward to the house, ignoring the farce behind him.

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A person, too small.

When I returned to Castle Peak in the next month, I thought about it.

Qingshan Town is the same as before. People come and go on the streets, and there are children who play with them. They hold the flowers in their hands and sing songs in a childish/nature tone.

"Aoyama has flowers, and Aoyama has flowers, and every year, year after year, different ages..."

He looked up to see the green hills, and the mountain that had suffered from the fire had already recovered its green life, but there was no palace in the mountains.

Qingshan is very high. He didn't use light work and did not mention internal forces. Then he walked up the land under his feet, tired and took a break, and then continued.

When he saw a piece of flower land, he stopped.

The flower is like white jade, with bright red spots on the petals, like tears, and the branches stretched with the wind, extremely beautiful, and they are exactly the same as the children in the town. In the next month, I opened the flower near the waist and walked to the center, lying on the floor.

The sky was blue and vast, and for the first time, he felt that it was a little scary. He closed his eyes and showed a faint smile on his lips. It was just not as secret as the imperial family.

If he doesn't know, if he knows it.

Green hills have flowers, heavy snow, and dripping tears;

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