The afterglow of the setting sun has not yet dissipated, and the black eagle is still hovering in the sky. From Black Hawk's eyes, he could see teams like ant gangs heading towards Caofu. Under the black hawk, a sheep with beautiful hair is walking leisurely by the lake. On its back is a young man with a grass root in his mouth. The young man's breathing is rapid and his chest is shaking violently. He lies on the sheep's back as if he is exhausted. , but the light in his eyes can make people feel his full energy. The breeze blows, thinking of a girl gently caressing her lover's face. "Great, this feeling, this feeling of being full of power, of being able to control your own destiny! Is this what it means to be a strong person? I began to understand Fang Laomo. I also began to sympathize with his plight, but power is really a kind of full* *Things are like poppies that make people unable to extricate themselves. Even though I haven't got anything, I have the urge to exchange it for anything, even if the feeling only lasts for a moment. Will I become like Fang Laomo in the future? ? No, I will never allow it. If it changes, will I still be me? If so, what is the difference between me and Fang Laomo, then my existence will be meaningless, so no matter what my future fate is, I should not. No! You can't lose yourself because of strength." The more he thought about it, the more it made sense, and his eyes became blurred, as if he was seeing the most beautiful thing in the world. "Is this the so-called spark of thought? It is indeed the most beautiful scenery in the world!" At this time, the horn sounded in the distance. The young man sat up and urged the sheep to walk towards the source of the sound. The young man's eyes were staring ahead, his expression focused. Full of fighting spirit, as if seeing a respectable opponent, "Come on! I'm already looking forward to meeting you." The young man is no longer afraid of the man in black in his heart, but is replaced by a fighting spirit, a coming. As for the combative factor that has existed in human blood since ancient times, the will that dares to compete with heaven for a breath that is destined to make humans the spirit of all things. "Let's duel, I'm ready!" "Brother Yu Liang, that little sheepherder is indeed a little different. Will it affect our plan? Do you want me to send those dead soldiers to get rid of him?" The setting sun and stars spread the afterglow across the earth, and the handsome horse walked across the shallow grass. The jade-like young man on the horse, Feng Shen Junjun, was like the protagonist of heaven and earth, with a smile on his face and a full smile. Looking into the distance. But the words behind him somewhat affected the image of the young man as a gentleman. "No need! This is not his ambition, and my Zhidao Enlightenment Gu makes me feel that I will have a very important connection with him." "It's Brother Yuliang! There is also Xiaoqing, the maid of the patriarch's wife Nangong Ling. I have already asked him to Ah Jian has arrived, and he only needs to take her virginity, and he will have a new chess piece. "" Let Ah Jian not to rush into this matter, and wait until Ah Jian really falls in love with Xiao Qing. Although Nangong Ling is only ten years old. Seven years old, but it should not be underestimated. " "Yes, and also, Ajian got the clan leader's decision from Xiaoqing to let Dongfang Hengkong succeed the clan leader ten years later." "Dongfang Hengkong, that person is not my opponent, just two people. After all, the year is too short for me to move from third to fourth. "Brother Yu Liang, you must be the next clan leader anyway, so why bother with him?" Under the moonlight, the shadow expressed confusion. "Haha! I just can't wait any longer." Because my sister will be over 20 years old by the next election, and I don't want her to become a victim of politics! The young man thought honestly. For the sake of your smile, so what if my brother seems crazy to outsiders! Lingchi Gu, Coptidis Gu, I have decided. In two years, I will definitely grow up enough to protect you so that you will no longer be bullied by those tribesmen. ¡¡¡¡ The stars and rivers are falling, and the north wind is howling. On the Gu house, the young man stood upright, looking south, his eyes filled with fighting intent. "Master, who's done it?" The girl's soft voice came from under the roof, making people feel like a refreshing breeze. The fighting spirit in the young man's eyes gradually subsided and he walked slowly. ¡°Bang¡± The young man suddenly fell to the ground as if he had stumbled and had no strength to get up. "Master, Master!" The girl in purple panicked and ran to help the boy up. His eyes were filled with worry. "I'm fine, help me to the bathtub!" The boy said and looked at the girl, clearly seeing the worry in her eyes, and he couldn't help but be stunned. Is this concern? The young man asked himself honestly. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????:????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? did not show her face. I actually ignored my concern, but when did I have time to indulge in the love between my children? Because in this world, I am destined to only be accompanied by loneliness. My heart is too fragile and destined to be unable to bear the sorrow of love. If I want not to bear it, I can only??Not owned. Maybe it¡¯s time for me to understand emotions. All living things have emotions, and if there are emotions, there will be a place for them to fall. So what are my weaknesses? I'm looking forward to finding out more and more. Thinking of this, the young man's expression gradually became indifferent. ¡¡¡¡¡ ¡°Add water!¡± A faint voice, an indifferent expression, this aloof temperament seems to be born with the young man. "Yes, Master!" The girl felt a touch of distress in her heart, because she understood the boy's loneliness, but the boy did not understand her. ¡¡¡¡¡ The breeze was accompanied by the candle, and under the quilt, the trace of tears on the sleeping face of the young man was so clear. "Mom, Longlong misses you" (After this article, I want to cry! Please forgive me for being cruel. Longlong is the nickname of the protagonist in his hometown. Okay, after this article, I have an exam next, and I don¡¯t have an internet connection when I get home. , I don¡¯t know if I can finish the Kitahara chapter before I go to school. If so, I hope you can forgive me for not updating it. See you in October!