Reign of the Hunters

Chapter 65 is living in the moment

The word classmate is actually very mysterious.

Putting it now, it’s even more mysterious to put it between two men and women who are married. It is as if in the old society, a big yellow niece shyly replied with his little sister that "this person is my cousin" tastes the same ecstasy.

It’s like when you can’t find a suitable word to introduce a male friend, if you say “this is my classmate”, most of the people who hear this will use a look that is very incomprehensible but you know my heart. Look at you the same.

Classmates, the gray identity between friends and couples that will be unclear, can be said so basically, it is basically equal to telling everyone that I and he are already interested in Lang, but it is not to tell you. The state is gone.

If the leaf word has not been reborn, it is probably not the meaning of the white fairy tale now. She probably still thinks very simply that it is a classmate, whether it is elementary school, junior high school, high school or university. Passing the book will be such a simple relationship. It is a pity that after the rebirth, now that I have seen too many such rumors, she does not think that the white fairy tale says that the word is its own simple understanding.

She squinted at the white fairy tale, and looked at her passing years with her eyes, and her lips suddenly turned up. She seemed to understand something. She nodded and said an understatement: "Oh."

Standing in the corner of the leaf, the brow frowns, and he certainly understands the deep meaning hidden in the white fairy tale discourse, but there is no way to refute it. He can only bow his head and say: "Junior high school classmates."

The white fairy tale immediately followed the words of the passing of the year. She was a cheerful look, took a deep breath and smiled brilliantly, as if the grievances and sadness of the past had never existed before: "Yes, From junior high school to high school, even to universities, it’s a pity that it’s not a profession, it’s at least ten years.”

This year, there was no frowning expression on his face. He only looked at the white fairy tale indifferently, but there was an unclear smug in the smile of the white fairy tale, which was unsatisfactory.

The lip of the leaf word is higher. If she still has some unclear reasons, why should this woman find herself to ask her, then now she has not lived for so many years. Hey, you can be murdered by hostility, if you are hostile, it is estimated that you have been tied into a honeycomb coal by the hostility of the person in front of you.

Just, what does this have to do with yourself.

Just as the two years of the fairy tale and the white fairy tale were **** for tat, Ye Ye yawned and looked up at Absalom: "Are you finished?"

Absalom really wants to say that he hasn't finished talking, but the current atmosphere, the people present now are obviously not a good time to continue to talk, he can only reluctantly say: "Well done."

"Then I am gone." Ye said, the neatly jumped on the back of the sixth, and waved at the few people present: "Goodbye." Then, the old sixth is ready to fly toward the sky. The sixth child stretched out his neck and gave a loud dragon slap, patted the huge shredded wings, and the wind that was brought up would blow the clothes of the people.

The white fairy tale suddenly shouted at the leaf words: "The son is quiet!"

The leaf word took the old sixth and looked down at the white fairy tale. The faint saying: "What?"

"The next time I meet, I invite you to drink tea. Our western mainland black tea is very famous..." The white fairy tale waved with a bright and friendly smile on the leaf, but her words were interrupted by the words without saying it. : "Sorry, I never drink tea with people I don't know. Moreover, in the game, I prefer to drink."

The smile on the face of the white fairy tale can't be hanged, but the leaf word doesn't matter anymore. She looks up and doesn't look at anyone anymore. She flies away when she pulls the sixth.

The flow of the year swept the white fairy tale with a very cool gaze, and recruited the phoenix to follow, but was dragged by a white fairy tale. She said: "Let's go, don't do this..."

The flow year is just calm and can't be calmer. "Let go."

"fleeting time……"

"Let's let go." The voice of the passing year brought a bit of coldness, and immediately his brows wrinkled.

The white fairy tale likes to be 13 years old. It is not a waste of time. At least she knows very well about the flow of the year. At the very least, she is very familiar with his physical movements. The dying year had a precursor before the fire, that is, his left eyebrows would rise slightly, his brows would be wrinkled, and his lips would become a straight line. Every time he shows this expression, if the next thing is still not good, he will most likely make some extraordinary things without any feelings.

Although the white fairy tale is not willing to let the flow of the year go in front of himself with the son of the son, but she is somewhat afraid of the anger of the passing of the year, holding the hands of the flow of the arm in the hesitation of a slight meal, just in the middle of this meal I pulled out my arm and jumped on the back of the phoenix, chasing the back of the son.

Absalom looked at the two people who flew away. It was a distress. It was called a sad reminder. It was called a cow. His heart was so cold and cold, and he really wanted to vomit blood for three liters for the three thousand elites who were sent out in vain. But now obviously there are other things that need to be dealt with. Although I am not reconciled, there is no room for reversal until now. He can only sigh and give a look to the singer, and two people are ready to leave. However, before leaving, he took another look at his wife, his face was quite unpleasant, and finally licked his nose gently, and left with a low voice.

Sour apple certainly saw Absalom’s expression, and she sighed and finished, this time it was a curse. Although Absalom hurts her very much, she is a very principled person. After the last suicide incident, Absalom insisted on kicking her out, but for a while. Can't find an excuse, sing low-pitched in order to avoid the white fairy head fainting to the enemy union to harm the Genesis, temporarily let her stay in the guild, but Absalom said that it is very clear with the sour apple, don't be with Mo Zhen Mix together, let alone let her know about any guild high level. Others, go with her.

Of course, all this white fairy tale does not know, only the sour apple knows. The sour apple was surprisingly consistent with Absalom in this matter. She gradually alienated the white fairy tale. However, today's incident is really an accident. She really has no way to refuse. She looked at it, stood there watching the white fairy tale that went to the old age, and sighed again. She was who provoked who, and now I have to do this kind of rubbing...

The year of riding the phoenix quickly caught up with the leaf words. He looked at the face of Ye Zi, and there was no change. There was no difference in peace. However, his heart was full of uneasiness. This uneasiness stems from the emotion of the leaf words he cannot determine.

The Year of the Era catches up with herself. Of course, Ye Ye knows that she used Yu Guang to look at the Lunar New Year. I saw him frowning slightly, and the expression on his face was very embarrassing. She feels very interesting when she is incompetent. I really can't think of it. Is there such an expression on the face of the dying year?

She took back her eyes and looked straight ahead. To be honest, the appearance of the white fairy tale did not make her feel uncomfortable. However, she suddenly realized that there was something wrong. Some people had something to do. When they met, they should be grasped. Otherwise, they should be let go. It’s shameless to catch it in your hand but not to act.

Her encounter with the Lunar Year seems to be inevitable, because he has always been his goal, but when did he start, he turned his head and looked at himself? In fact, she didn't hate the flow of the year. She just didn't get used to it. She didn't get used to the goal of looking back. She looked back and looked at herself, which made her a little uneasy.

disturbed?

Yes, restless.

Because this is beyond my mastery. People are like this, and they have always been awed by things beyond their control. How to go on? Face or avoid?

What is left to her in the last world is the unbearable memory, and this world? Does she still have the ability to believe it again? Or is she still having no extra emotions to waste another time?

It is not her style to play chess. However, at this moment, she really has some uncertainties. I don’t know how to go down. She exhaled a long breath, a little embarrassed, this kind of thing is really more difficult than the hardest copy.

"Year of the year, what do you usually deal with for uncertain things?" Ye said, looking at the distant sky.

The flow of the year is still entangled, how to open it better ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but did not think that the leaf word first talked to himself, he gave a slight glimpse, only to focus on the question of leaf words. Is that question too much to make him think about things that are uncertain and uncertain? Is there not one in front of me? He smiled and said: "No one knows what will happen in the future. No one knows the outcome of the uncertain things. If so, live in the present."

Ye Ye did not look over him and raised his eyebrows: "Live in the moment?"

Nodded in the year of the flow, just smiled and looked at the leaf words. The leaf words turned back and looked at the distance, chewing the words repeatedly. Live in the present, don't think about the future, how beautiful things are. And what is her current moment? Ye Xuan thought for a moment and laughed. In fact, this person is not too bad. From another angle, he does not hate him so much. At least at the moment of Wisteria Garden, she is happy.

Between her, she seems to have determined what is going on, which is great.

When I saw the words in the flow of the year, I stopped talking, and my heart was a little uneasy. He looked at her calm face and suddenly got nervous. He opened his mouth and hesitated for a while. "Xiaogongzi, I, I am only a classmate, she is the simplest classmate."

The lips of the leaf word are tilted up, "the year of the flow..."

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Someone told me today that today is a special day. There are many children’s shoes that are going to be a river or a scorpion tomorrow.

Silence, here, fireworks wish all children's shoes to eat scorpions tomorrow, come on and refuel ~ ~ (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote, monthly ticket, your support, is my biggest Power.)