Hunter Doujin—Ghost_Butterfly

teacher 2

Qianshui doesn't know Miss, doesn't know this innocent-looking and beautiful school teacher, Qianshui doesn't know, doesn't know, doesn't know... If he doesn't know, will he die?If you don't know it, is it worth living?If you don't know him, can you kill him mercilessly?

Qianshui doesn't know Miss, doesn't know this innocent-looking school teacher, Qianshui doesn't know, doesn't know, doesn't know... If he doesn't know, will he die like Fang Luo?If you don't know each other, won't you be killed by Mr. Gentle, gentle, gentle?

Qianshui doesn't know Miss, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know... But Miss is very good, very good, Qian Shui likes Miss, I like Miss very much, so I don't want Miss to die... I don't want to see someone die again ...

Qianshui knew Mr., and knew him a long time ago, but Qianshui didn't want to admit it, because if he admitted it, he must have the courage to accept everything, and now, Qianshui hasn't...

Those who knew Mr. Qianshui, who knew Mr. Crowder, because they were very familiar, but at that time Qianshui chose to forget, chose to ignore, so... many people died... many irrelevant people died...

Qianshui is not familiar with the people here, Qianshui is not familiar with the things here, Qianshui is not familiar with, not familiar with, not familiar with, never familiar with...but...but not unfamiliar.

I have seen Qianshui, I have seen everything here in that real place, at least in the eyes of Qianshui, I have seen everything here, I have seen Mr., I have seen Mr. Carlaud, but there is no Lala, no Nuonuo, no Fangluo... So They died... because they weren't important, because they were irrelevant... so they died...

What about shallow water?

So is the shallow water alive or dead?

So is shallow water important?

So shallow water will... die, right?

Qianshui didn't know Miss, but Qianshui met Miss, who was very good to Qianshui, would wave her arms stiffly, pat Qianshui's back clumsily, and would say to Qianshui, "little... sister ?Don't cry... my sister... will my sister take you in? '

Qianshui didn't know Miss, but Qianshui met Miss, she was very kind to Qianshui, the only lady who didn't show contempt on the street with many, many people, the only lady who didn't The young lady who scolded Qianshui, who was crying loudly, said on the street with many, many people, "It's okay, it's okay, it doesn't matter if you don't have a home, my sister will take you in, and you can just live in my sister's house." '

Qianshui doesn't know Miss, but Qianshui met Miss, she is very good to Qianshui, Miss, Qianshui likes Miss, likes Miss very much, so she doesn't want Miss to die.

Qianshui didn't know Miss, never knew Miss, whether it was before or now...

Qianshui doesn't know Miss, so Miss is not a very important person, so Miss is dispensable, so Miss may lose her life... Qianshui doesn't want Miss to die...I don't want to see people's death again...

Gently leaning on the large window, through the retina in the overlapping pupil of the left eye, you can see the whole town. This place is very high, which reminds Qianshui of the pagoda-like buildings in "hometown". The scene here is very prosperous, reminding Qianshui of the magnificence of 'hometown'...

Qianshui wants to go home, wants to go home, wants to go home...but...can't go back...can't go back...

He buried his head deeply and clasped his fingers tightly. His not-so-long nails fell into the pale but immature palm. He felt a little pain, and then he let go. There were traces on it. in the traces.It hurts, it hurts, but it is very real... Here, it is also reality...

Qianshui wants to go home, wants to go home, wants to go home...but...can't go back...can't go back...

The walls are refreshed with pure white powder paint, and the wooden altar with a burst of fragrance is covered with a statue of the Virgin Mary made of ceramics.

Let the joints between the knees slide, so that the straight legs are folded back, showing an angle of 45 degrees. The skirts are not very long but are constantly overlapping and uneven. There are different degrees of wrinkles, hands folded, slowly descending, and finally fixed on the seat on the chest.

"Merciful Virgin Mary, please forgive me, forgive me for all the sins I have done, please forgive me, forgive me for all my faults, I sincerely admonish, please redeem me, and give me the same vice as your people kindness……"

The deeply lowered head, the tightly wrinkled brows...the expression was solemn, and then he spoke, telling the words of thinking of redemption...

There is a voice calling for help in the small space...but...very weak...very weak...very weak...

can not hear……

A bright golden filament was exposed in the dark cracks, and it was shining with light, that dazzling, eye-catching brightness...

Deep, deep, deep sleep, as if wanting to sleep sweetly without waking up, the slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and the bright golden light that was too dazzling shone on it, as if it was coated with a layer of brilliant and brilliant gold.The oversized black wide-rimmed glasses could no longer cover up too many faces, revealing a little of his delicate features.serene...like, angel...

Qianshui doesn't know Miss, but Qianshui likes Miss, likes, likes, likes, likes very much.

Qianshui doesn't know Miss, but Qianshui likes Miss, but Qianshui's throat is very thirsty, very thirsty, very thirsty, very thirsty...

Qianshui doesn't know Miss, but Qianshui likes Miss, so Qianshui can't hear, can't hear, can't hear...

Qianshui doesn't know Miss, but Qianshui likes Miss, so she doesn't want to hear it, doesn't want to hear it, doesn't want to hear it...

The air in the not-so-large room is flowing, breathing, breathing slowly, inhaling deeply, filling the lungs with the tiny air particles in the air, and then slowly, slowly exhaling...

Throat is so thirsty, so thirsty, so thirsty, so thirsty...

A huge ancient clock engraved with numbers in a special format flashed in the empty space... Strange, strangely glowing with a faint light...

"tick, tick, tick"

Qianshui doesn't know Mr., never knew Mr., but he is familiar, very familiar, very familiar, very familiar...

Qian Shui didn't know Mr. Carraud, never knew Mr. Carraude, but he was familiar with him, very familiar, very familiar, very familiar...

Qianshui doesn't know Fangluo, never knew Fangluo, but Qianshui likes Fangluo, likes Fangluo very much...

Qianshui doesn't know Lala, doesn't know Nuonuo, never knows Lala, never knows Nuonuo, but Qianshui likes Lala, likes Nuonuo, likes, likes, likes...

And then... a lot of people died...

Does shallow water also die?

forever and ever... die...

The author has something to say: Announcement...

First of all, thank you for your support and encouragement, this pit lotus will end, but because lotus root will open an original pit and want to be on the top list, so Guidie will stop pit before NO.15.

For Gui Die, I was actually very disappointed for a while. It’s not that my friends are not good, but probably because my writing is not very good, so there are not many comments. For a long time, I have thought about it. Abandoned, but with the help and enlightenment of Ou's friend Luoluo, he persisted. Guidie was created by Ou's account change, or it could be said that Ou wanted to regain a group of supporters.

Most of the time, Ou is just confused, whether to continue, whether to stick to his own style or follow the trend and write some Leiwen, maybe this way he will get more supporters, but Ou has no idea, after all, this is Ou’s What is the purpose of the text, what is the purpose of the lotus root, and what is the message that the lotus root wants to convey, these are things that the lotus root does not want to change.

Many people think that Ou's writing is so awkward. It seems that there are many repetitive or overly ornate sentences, which make the eyes dazzled and at the same time lose patience, but Ou doesn't want to change it. This is Ou's persistence.

I would like to inform everyone here, thank you for your support, the attached news may disappoint you, this is not an update, and it also carries the bad news of stopping the update, but don’t worry everyone, the ghost butterfly is a new student, and the lotus root will Work hard to finish it.

Also, I plan to promote the new pit of lotus root. Don't doubt it, this will not be a pit.

Although it's rare, after all, you can't have too much news, right?

"A Thousand Chances"

Inscription:

Human nature is evil, and the heart is dark.Have you ever looked at the moon and sighed, looked at the stream and cried?In this life, if I don't know the dangers of the world and the ruthlessness of the government, if you are not a generation of heroes, living in the Forbidden City, can the two hearts be connected until they grow old?

You are the teacher, the father, and the love.

I am an apprentice, a woman, and a lover.

Poor nature is hard to tolerate, and common sense is against you. You allow me to live in a peach forest and live in seclusion in the mountains. I promise you to be with me for the rest of my life. This situation will not change. Can you hold your hand and grow old with you?

You would like to overlook Kyushu and dominate the martial arts world, but I would like to walk among the people with my fingers interlocked.

Is it fate?Is it love?Or debt?

Helpless, helpless, helpless...

It will probably be slower to post if you are in a hurry...

This is a new pit that has been posted~

"Princess of the End Times"

Preface

The sacred cross, the luxurious and beautiful old auditorium, the afterglow of the setting sun shines on the marble floor through the Gothic stained glass. The priest's singing, the priest's prayer, and the monks in the same clothes admonished in unison.

'I almost got to the lives of dust, and you as if you where I will.

Itellmytrip, youpromisedme, andyouwillbeyourlawlessonI..(I tell my deeds, you promised me, teach me your statutes.)

I understand that you see the Xunci you, I thought The Wonders of you.

Choukubecause my heart and digestion, and you asif you will, IKennedylegislation.

The confused crowd, the worn-out monk's robes. Life and death. People seek to live forever, and people abandon death forever. Blood splashes and cries continuously.

'Bodhitree, the bodhitree, the bodhitreeXiashengBuddha, theBuddharealizedyouthatyourealizedI,Irealizedthings. (Bodhi tree, Bodhi tree, Buddha is born under the Bodhi tree, Buddha enlightens you, you enlighten me, I enlighten all things...')'

The whispering of the female voice is extraordinarily clear amidst the deafening gunshots. It is like a stream flowing slowly in the towering mountains. It is clean and pure. Bit by bit, it passes through the cluttered wild forest, and passes through the roots of the linden tree that saves people and enlightens them. Into the soft soil, differentiated, returned to the earth.

The corpses scattered all over the place, the blood in a state of ossification, and the marble surface stained with countless bright red blood water are like the blood-colored setting sun outside the window, which is gorgeous and pierces the brightness of the eyes.

The pace of the army is neat and consistent! Afraid? Afraid. They are afraid, they panic, they want to tear and flee. Because of the illusory singing, because of the whispering to themselves! But they are soldiers, as a soldier defending the country They can't retreat, and as the pillars of a country, they can't show their timidity. So they stand, stand among the misty female voices, stand among the bright red hideous corpses, straighten their backs, and stand with serious faces!

'I left for you out of the reachable Road, will show mercy, I give you the law.

(Take me from the treacherous way, and give me your law by grace.)

I selected the faithful Road, will you Dianzhangputinfrontofme.

(I have chosen the way of faithfulness, and I have set your statutes before me.)

Iupheld the Faduyou, Lordah, and you do not ask Metoshame.

(I keep your testimonies, Lord, don't make me ashamed.)

You open wide my heart when I Jiuwang you order went straight over the

(When you open my heart, I will go straight to the way you command.)'

Confession in a male voice, pious, like the most loyal believer kneeling before God. A penitent who hangs his head silently on the holy cross. The lights are dim and blood is overflowing.

'Bodhitree, the bodhitree, the physical destruction, not money loser, his wife and children from the end, and particularly since the.

(Bodhi tree, bodhi tree, the body is destroyed, the money is not bad, the wife and children are finally separated, but the self-nature is still there.'

The female voice reappears, and the silver bell is sweet to the ear. Hearing the sound, one can imagine the city falling, and the ears can hear the prosperity. The breeze blows, and the warmth is indeed cold. A trace of coldness arises from the heart, and waves of fear arise from the body.

The army's morale is unstable and their steps are flustered. They can't suppress the darkness that sprouts in their hearts. People are afraid of death. Any noble person will lower his expensive head when facing the scythe of death, and any powerful person will bow his head. What's more, they are just soldiers, ordinary like soldiers selling hawkers on the street. They are also flesh and blood, and they are not ruthless enough to abandon their human nature. So... messed up... defeated it's all empty...

The silk thread made of gold is embroidered into a fire phoenix descending from heaven and earth, and the sleeves are embroidered with sleeves that symbolize the emperor's daughter fluttering in the wind.Red bottom, golden thread, long jet black hair, bright red lips, and dark eyes that captivate the soul.

"(Ohreally strong...Since the plasticissospectacularlet me Aixinjueluo-hee, the last of the Qing dynastyGegeyoudestroyit...hehe...) Oh really strong... Since the plasticissospectacularletmeAixinjueluo-hee, the last of the Qing Dynasty Gege ruined you guys... Hehe... "Slim eyes narrowed slightly, corners of lips raised, Qianqian jade finger brushed sleeves to cover face, vermilion lips opened and closed," Remember, when reported to the Yamanot say my name, oh~ (Remember, when reporting to the Yamanot say my name, oh~ Say my name~)"

Boom, bricks fall, walls collapse. Auditorium collapses, dust flies, empty, empty...

'Oh...bodhitree, the bodhitree, the people of Health, the death of people, the cycle of cause and effect, good and evil difficult points...hehe...' ...hehe...'

'Iseedaylightunderallthingsareredonebytheempty,windcatchersare…

(I see everything done under the sun is vanity, a chasing after the wind...)'

The pure white cross fell among the waste rocks and tiles, and kissed the cheek of the earth under the breeze, and the colorful glass residues glowed strangely under the starry night sky, all are safe, all are safe...

The black hair is flowing, the long sleeves are swaying, the girl is like a phoenix, and the fire phoenix is ​​soaring in the fire, smiling lightly and brushing her hair.

A new reformation...begins....

This hole has been released~

I hope you can go and see it when you are free~

Thank you again for your support, thank you~