Worrying about having sex with myself every day

The City Lord's Mansion of Shuiqing City is as poetic and picturesque as this city. The white jade in front of the gate of the City Lord's Mansion is engraved with a picture of a flying waterfall, which is elegant and exciting, and there is a cursive couplet hanging on it. I couldn't tell what was written in the couplet, but I could feel the leisurely and willful heart of the owner who wrote the couplet, and lined up to enter the city lord's mansion with the stewards of the city lord's mansion.

The ingenious workmanship is not empty words, and the landscape everywhere can be used as poetry.

Cultivators are generally obsessed with their own way, and most of them wave their hands to open up a cave, no matter how simple, they can rest and practice in it. Of course, there are also some monks who are more detailed, and they will pay more attention to their living environment, but such as Shuiqing City. It was the first time seeing An Qing.

Yes, fine, not to mention the originality, the beautiful scenery of the green gardens, the road walking under one foot is a scene of its own, the plum blossom piles in the water before make people feel like they are walking on the water with small steps, and the current water rhyme The stone-paved path, faint light blue, and a wave connecting the city, has both tranquil beauty and dynamic beauty. After walking a few steps, it is a fine yellow sand road. The sand is very fine and not harsh at all. Some barefoot monks also feel extremely comfortable walking, like a massage.

There are also a lot of plants in the mansion. It is almost winter now. Although the four seasons are not very distinct in the cultivation world, the temperature is also much lower. But along the way, they are colorful, many of which cannot be named, or Seeing it as a bud, or blooming proudly, makes people feel joyful and full of vitality.

Then follow the steward around a beautifully painted corner of the pavilion, and saw a white stone corridor, with purple or pink weeping flowers winding around the corridor, the green vines are a natural barrier, and in the corridor is The representative work of Su Yikang, the lord of Shuiqing City, is placed - "Mountain and River".

I have long heard that "Mountain and River" is [-] meters long, but seeing it with my own eyes is still very shocking.

The picture scroll, which is [-] meters long and [-] meters wide, does not depict green mountains and green waters, but a battle.

On the picture scroll, the two armies are facing each other, gunpowder smoke is everywhere, the two sides are fighting each other, blood is rolling in the dust, behind the two armies is a somewhat dilapidated city, and there are old, weak, women and children in the city, and there is an imperial city in the corner of the picture scroll, resplendent and prosperous abnormal.

This is a battle that took place in the mortal world. There are no gorgeous spells, no endless confrontation of the six arts, some are just actual combat with real guns, just a scene of fighting to the death with swords in hand, and this battle may be nothing more than It's a struggle for imperial power, but it's just for the happiness and glory of the superior, throwing his head and blood, just hoping that he can live a little longer, a little longer.

The shouts, cries and wailing hidden in the picture scroll made An Qing's eyes widen suddenly, and he saw the real purgatory from war that he had dreamed about through this not gorgeous battle.

It was a little demon. According to the age of the demons, he still had 100 years to reach adulthood, but he put on rough armor and a poor-quality helmet. Under the worried eyes of the bedridden mother, he spoke firmly and softly Said: "I'm just logistics, don't worry, when I come back, mother, I can use my military merits to find an adult to treat you."

This is the most common-looking demon among the demons, the succubi. It takes a lot of energy for them to maintain the entity, so the appearance of the entity he maintains is not good-looking. The adults said that their succubus is responsible for disturbing the minds of those young generals That's it, it's very simple, after cheering himself up, Xiao Mo turned and left, without seeing a drop of blood and tears from the bedridden mother.

"Kill—" the sound of battle roared, Xiaomo's heart was beating fast, golden light was shining everywhere, dust and blood of various colors made him unable to tell where the enemy was, Xiaomo gathered his mind and planned to turn into a whole body , got into the mind of the enemy army, but before he could act, a ray of light flashed in front of his eyes and disappeared into this world.

But Xiaomo didn't know that the hundreds of demon lives including him were just a light wave of the sword by the general in the front wearing a golden armor and a red cloak.

It was a cat demon with a bright coat and a pot belly. She was not very powerful during pregnancy, but there were not many cats left in her family. The beautiful arc of the road harvests strange lives.

But this was extremely consuming demon power. She opened her cat's eyes wide, alert to everything around her, then raised her paw slightly, and ate a pill, but her back hurt, the light flashed, and the pill that hadn't been swallowed just fell down. On the ground, the bright hair quickly lost its luster, the eyes of the cat demon were still open, the sound of battle was bursting, and the footsteps continued. I don’t know if it was a demon or a god. I stepped on her body, with a bulging belly. , turned into a muddy puddle.

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Kill, kill, don't, don't kill, it's the taste of blood, it's delicious, isn't it... Before "Mountain and River", the handsome young man's eyes were open, his eyes were a little gray, and he didn't shed a single tear, but he seemed to be sobbing .

The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation.When I feel the time, the flowers splash tears, and the bird hates the farewell.The beacon fire lasted for three months, and the family letter was worth ten thousand gold.The white hair is scratched shorter, and the hairpin is full of lust.

The picture scroll of "Mountains and Rivers" is still laid flat, and the soldiers on it may be red-eyed, but they never give up, because behind them there is a city they want to protect, a homeland they want to protect, and their most important people !

Wars have never been without a trace of casualties, most of them are charcoal creatures, and only after the war, amidst the wailing and weeping, the surviving people who licked their wounds still stand tall and build a new homeland, and after that will be Ushering in a peaceful and prosperous age, we will usher in a great river and mountain of recovery of all things!

In the long flow of history, how many times have there been gunpowder and wars, but in the end there are always those who survived. For resources, for rights, for homeland, for important people, for beliefs, for themselves, those reasons for having to fight are all It is to fight with peace.

Thousands of years later, a small town has been established on the war-torn battlefield. The small town is not very grand, but a little simple, but it reveals a leisurely warmth, not because they have forgotten the cruelty of war, but because they lived after the war era of peace.

War killings are never without a reason, and there is no right or wrong. There is only you or me, and there is no eternal enemy. The purpose of being strong is to let oneself fall in the end, in order to survive.

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The mixed gas circulated over and over again in the meridians, and waves of spiritual energy rushed into Anqing's body, while the essence of the moon turned into little bits of free energy in the spiritual energy, and soon the spiritual energy gradually dispersed, and slowly merged with the mixed gas mixed in one place.

The large amount of fluctuations in the spiritual energy quickly attracted the attention of the surrounding monks. Is this little fellow Taoist going to form a pill?It looks like it's not more than a hundred years old!

All the monks were amazed, but they heard a monk shouting sensitively: "Damn! This kid is going to recruit Thunder Tribulation!"

"Quickly ask the city lord to put away "Mountain and River"!"

"This is also an epiphany? "Mountain and River" is going against the sky!"

"Stop yelling, find a place to hide!"

"Where is the elder of this little fellow daoist! Take him back quickly! What a shame!"

The long corridor became noisy for a while, and soon dispersed, while Xue Fan beside An Qing remained motionless, looking at An Qing with unprecedented concentration, he felt his own breath on An Qing, this trace The faint but obvious breath calmed down Xue Fan's troubled heart just now. It was a strange feeling that his imprint could be seen on An Qing's body. Is this probably a sense of satisfaction?

Xue Fan glanced at the dark clouds above the long corridor, and he knew very well that An Qing was not a pill formation at all, and this was not a thunder calamity at all in the sky, because An Qing, who is a half-demon and half-demon, can only do so when crossing the calamity. Only when you are crossing the catastrophe will you encounter the thunder catastrophe.

Xue Fan frowned, and then took a closer look at the dense black cloud. It was very layered and even had lines. This... lines? !

Xue Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he took a closer look, what is this?This is not a pattern, but a shape, which looks like a yawn, and also looks like a black dragon jumping over. Is this a bad omen? !And this bad omen was brought by Anqing?

Xue Fan's gaze shifted to An Qing's body, and sure enough, there was a seal of omen on the hairpin. Xue Fan pursed his lips and counted with his fingers. There were stars all over his eyes. If there were other people around at this moment, they would definitely find that this divination technique is extremely subtle.

There is no catastrophe in the mortal world, no catastrophe in the cultivation world, no catastrophe in the fairy world... and no catastrophe in the god world? !

What is the meaning of this omen?Xue Fan stared at the quiet boy with his eyes closed, and made another calculation. Fortunately, it wasn't An Qing who had the accident.

So?Where is the evil?The signs of the sky are never aimless, could it be that he misread it?No, this is indeed a bad omen!Xue Fan, who counted from left to right and failed to count one, two, three, four, was a little irritable, but after a while, the black clouds cleared, and the sky returned to the peaceful state of blue sky and white clouds. Xue Fan couldn't help but sighed, but saw The boy who opened his eyes on the other side gave him a bright smile, the sun was shining on the boy's face, without a trace of haze, it was really beautiful.

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Under the Nine Nether Yellow Springs, two handsome men frowned slightly, and the man in white sighed softly: "It's finally here."

The man in red nodded: "Everyone has returned to their positions, don't panic, it will be fine."