Fat and thin men are busy in the kitchen, and the smell of cream and powdered sugar fills the "non-stop dessert shop"."
Can't you really find him?"
"Where to find the robes, shouldn't you know better than anyone else, the monsters who can't survive the catastrophe have only one way to die."
At most, a corpse will remain in the world.Since the other party is a dryad, then you go to his hometown to look for his corpse, and make a chair or stool or something to keep a souvenir. ”"Jiuju, don't have such a poisonous mouth, don't I just ask casually" I hung up the phone sullenly, and I whipped the stinky fart man on the other end of the phone a hundred times in my heart.I admit that I fantasized that Liang Yudong is still alive, just like the plot in a soap opera, when he is dying, he meets a master or a secret secret, and he will not die.The purity and longing in Ah Liao's eyes made me can't help but be emotional and want to help her.However, it is only a fantasy of a short-circuited mind.Ah Liao's happiness in the future can only be completed by her alone.I took a deep breath and walked out of the room stretching out, humming an old, earthy song to wish you peace.I forgot to turn off the computer on the desk, and there is a brief introduction on the webpage: "The Tang Dynasty poet Wang Wei lived in seclusion in Gongchuan in his later years, and according to legend, he planted a ginkgo tree with his own hands. ”In the center of the web page with a ginkgo tree as the background, there are two lines of apricots cut into beams in regular script, and lemongrass knots into yu.I don't know the clouds in the building, so I go to make the rain in the world.Tang Wang Wei Gong Chuan Jiwen Xingguan T1706231537: