"Why" Ye Feng said with a strange expression, "You are so beautiful, they shouldn't be willing to destroy flowers with ruthless hands just because you lost the game."
"You don't understand.
Tomorrow, as long as I can win a team nameplate of the Hero Tomb, I can exchange it for it, which is so cheap that it is worthless to you, but it is more precious than my life to Fei'er.
So tomorrow, I will never lose, and this guarantee, no one but you can give me real confidence. ” "Wrong what you want, I know better than you" Ye Feng also said with a gloomy face, "How many people have used its name to confuse the world and poison sentient beings; How many people have given everything without complaint or regret, only to find themselves just breaking one cage and stepping into another.
Dream girl, I can tell you for sure, this thing is too expensive, since ancient times, all living beings, who have owned it, but no one can have it, Dream girl, do you think that my words are contradictory to the point of being quite funny Even if he is a death row prisoner, he still has the freedom to walk with his feet before he dies, and he still has the freedom to bury himself in the loess after death, and even at the moment when the big knife falls, no one can deprive him of the freedom to breathe air.
Dream girl, freedom is only a relative logic, and it is easiest to use it to confuse the mind, and when you find that you have worked so hard to get a certain freedom, but because of it, you will fall into another, worse cage, and it will be too late to regret it.
Just like a father, the birth of a son brings him the inevitable freedom to be a father such as teasing children, loving children, and spoiling children, but because of the well-known characteristics of children, children will also toss him dizzy, painful, and want to die, and can't stop letting him fall into the cage of responsibility as a father.
Just like you, you say that you are not free, that is really a big joke, you want to say it, you can think, no one can deprive you of the freedom to speak with your tongue, you can eat as much as you want, no one will deprive you of the freedom to eat, look at it, you are free to eat, drink and Lazar. ” Speaking of this, Ye Feng suddenly pointed to a lonely grave on the side of the road, and said with a faint face, "He has lost these freedoms now, you are much better than him."
I won't talk about him now, just as far as his life is concerned, he was an old beggar who didn't eat three meals before his death, and he should be very envious of your freedom to sleep under the bed every day, and the freedom to eat a full meal every day The freedom to live in a mansion compound, the freedom to spend a lot of money, if you are not careful, you will soon lose the freedom he once envied, get the freedom he once spurned, and even be a little more pessimistic, if you are moldy, you will even get the freedom he now enjoys in advance. ” When Ye Feng said this, he glared at Meng Yufei and said seriously: "Girl, life, it is a net, all beings in the network, everyone loses all kinds of freedom in order to live, and everyone enjoys all kinds of freedom because of life."
Where is the most complete freedom that the world has ever imagined?"
When Ye Feng said this, he stretched out his hand again and pointed to the lonely grave, "Only he is enjoying, ah, carefree, worry-free, quiet, free, no longer working for food and clothing, no longer running for honor and disgrace."
However, he has lost the freedom to live, completely dead, and when he dies, he has completely non-existent, and what freedom can people who do not exist So in the final analysis: freedom is just an empty and illusory conjecture, understand no" Meng Yufei was completely stunned, and after being blindsided for a long time, she said angrily: "I now believe that the most suitable profession for you should not be a monk, but an emperor."
The "for Mao" leveling madman was stunned on the spot.
"Because your little mouth can be diligent, and you can fool all the fools in the world to help you die" Meng Yufei exhaled angrily, "I just don't want to be a woman in a green house, no matter how hard and tired I am, no matter how dangerous and dangerous I am, I don't want to be played with by those dirty and stinky men anymore."
Say, in a word, will you help me?"
"Do you know my other big name," Ye Feng suddenly said with a smile on his face.
"I know, the little devil who can't afford to be early is unprofitable" Meng Yufei smashed a bag of things to Ye Feng and said, "I have inquired, the original fee of Princess Xin's presidential package is a Diyuan vine and a Dao-level low-level spiritual fire, she and you are husband and wife, and there may be a big discount on this price."
I only have five Diyuan vines that others have used to make me happy, there is no Dao-level spiritual fire, and I don't want any presidential package service, just get a Wei Aipi VIP package, you help, or not."
"Of course help" Ye Feng immediately put away the bag of Diyuan Teng, and said with a smile on his face, "In fact, the contemptible people respect those warriors who fight for freedom the most, Dream Girl, admire and admire" "Your respect and admiration, just throw it to him" Meng Yufei pointed to the lonely grave angrily, glared at Ye Feng and said, "I have paid in full, what about the things?"
Ye Feng reached out and took out a piece of paper, and then took out a strange hard pen, and after writing it with a sigh, he handed the paper to Meng Yufei.
Is he perfunctory so soon, or is his intelligence really far beyond the whole day Meng Yufei took the paper with a puzzled look on his face, and his eyes immediately couldn't take his eyes off the paper.
Beautiful, too beautiful The small characters on this piece of paper are simply perfect without a trace of defects, and they really deserve to be the latest calligraphy master to win the championship with a perfect score.
Khan, on this piece of paper, Ye Feng used the method of hand-printing to print the standard small block on the earth that was corrected by the golden ratio of the computer.
"I finally believe now that you deserve to be called: the world's number one talent" The artistic conception expressed in the text on the paper instantly conquered the most critical eyes of Meng Yufei, the first beauty in the dust, she looked at it over and over again, and was reluctant to look away from her eyes until "Be careful" A cold glow, fleeting, Ye Feng instinctively pounced on a tiger, and threw Meng Yufei to the ground, snorting, hot blood, gushing out from Ye Feng's left chest, a small hole, only half a minute away from Ye Ran's heart.
"Niu, who have you offended, you can actually make a cannon shoot mosquitoes, and use expensive Yuan-breaking arrows to assassinate you" Ye Feng covered his chest with his left hand, quickly stopped the gushing blood spring, glared at Meng Yufei, and said very angrily.
"I don't know."
Meng Yufei said with a pale face, "You are stupid, aren't you called a little devil, I will die when a dusty woman dies, you are the third prince of the Heavenly Empire, if you die because of me, the eighteenth generation of my family's ancestors will be dug up by the queen of heaven and whipped the corpse, but it doesn't matter, I don't know who my ancestors are." ”: