things，andwasaboutmeandmyeldersister，ifnotjusttosee，hiswholeheadwaspingthemagroupofpeoplelivingtoeat，Iabsolutelythinkhewascrazy.
Inthatcase，I'llletyoufollowme，andsupportyou，butyoucansee，regardlessofyourstory，I'mawhatkindofcharacter，nowbothofus，isnotthedriftoftheflesh.
ThekeyisIcan'tgetaway，andhisownconsciousnessembodiedinthehasbeenthemagnetadsorptiontogether，althoughyoucanuseamagnetenergy，butithadbeennotfromaway.
Timelikeinthepastday，Isleepforawhile.
Trance，suddenlyremindof，qingqingtoldmeinthetemple，inthepoweroftheeight，thedepartmentof“mountain“，saidthestoneisakindofconsciousenergy...
Canthisenergystonenotonlydisposal，butalsoatopmaterialfortheforgingofweapons(becausethematerialsealorstuckinabodyofconsciousness，sotheweaponslikethenovelsaid，withthespiritorsoul?)somethinglikethat，ofcourse，alsoveryrarevaluable.
WhatIrecentlycontactandinformation，andletmymindalreadynumb，havenowhatcan'taccept，“coral“Icalledhim.
Doyouwanttohavemyoutfromunderground，andIsaidtohim.
Ifhavebeensostayhere，I'mafraidI'lllosemyconsciousness，andyoudon'thaveasoulgassupplementwilleventuallydissipate.
WhatshouldIdo，“coral“deepthinkingofaskingme，Ithoughtforamoment，alsodoesnothaveanyway，butfortunatelynowhavecoralthisspirit，otherwisetheirtrappedinhere，neverleave，yougotoeatyouoneperson，hisnameisping.
Whenitcomestoeathim，coralandbecameexcited，afterIrepeatedlyusingthepowerofamagnet，finallylethimcalmdown，Iwasabletocontinuetosaymyplan(howdoyoufeelnowandarevengeobsessionofneurologicalpatientstogether，buttheirstillcanunderstandhim)yougotoheappeared，Ireadsaidtohim.
Iknowhisstoreofthemagnet，isasoulstoneenergyofmetalgas，soitis...
Nowyouwanttocreateacandreamtheconsciousnessofthebody，isthe“coral“helpyourselftothedream，liupingappearedtohim.
Thisfeelingisquiteasenseofaccomplishment，hisusualnightmareistorture，unexpectedly，onedayyoubecomearock，candriveabodyconsciousness，helpyourselftoothersappearedandheisamermaid.
SoIstartedtolikeandcoralpracticeyunvxinjing，everydaytogivehimtheworkeveryday，putenergyintohissoulthebodyofamagnet，Ifoundthataslongasitisabletocombineandconsciousness，orcanimpactenergy，ifyoucanabsorb，canprovideenergyforbodyconsciousness，forthreeconsecutivedays，coralinmywork，thebodyactuallystartedslowlysetting，butthecoloralsoisabitdark.
Healsofoundthat，ofcourse，andthendrivenbystrongrevengeobsession，healsoexceptionallycooperateme，startedonhisbodytostimulatealotofenergy，atthetimeoftheinput，heisverypainful，eveninthebodythatredlightflickeringlight.
However，hestillsurvived.
Behind，don'tfindthisenergynotonlyhurthim，alsoletmorecondensaterealsoul，hewouldhavemoreenthusiasm，acceptmoreandlongtimeeverytime，arenolongermyinitiativetostop，butcan'taffordtoagainuntilhisbody，hestoppedsomehungry，Iwas...
Youtrytoseetonight，Isaytothecoral.
Alineifyoufeel，youdon'tmove，thisisrelatedtowhetherwecangetoutofhere，ournextplanimplementation，softwaredon'talwayswanttorevenge，toping.
LaterIwilllethimgiveyouareplacement，ifyouscrewedup，wedon'thavetogoout.
Hedidn'tspeak，stayinthelenglengforawhile，saidalongtimesaidslowlytosavepeopleismoreimportant，Iwilldoasyousay，saythatfinishturnedtoleave.
Thisstate，heletmedeeplyshocked，nooneknowsbetterthanmehissufferinganddeeprootedhatred，andatthispoint，hesaid，light...
Istayedinsidethestonewasboringtolonghair，tobehonest，havethefeelingofthefleshisataste，evenifthestruggling，canalsofeelthemeaningoflife.
Oncedidnothavethefleshwasreallyduckweed，thepointis，althoughnowabletousethemagneticenergy，butalsoweretrappedinhere，ifyoudon'tcomeback，“coral“thatIwasreallyscared，don'tlikesunwukonginthejourneytothewestinthisstonetrappedforfivehundredyears.
Thecoralcanenterthedreamofping?
Sightisanightinthesky，alotofstarsinnearbyflash，whattheyseemtobewrapped，feellikejelly.
Istretchoutmyhandtotouch，smoothandsoft.
Goodstrange，atthistimearound，camethevoiceshoutshoutloud，notfarfromourselvesand，ifthereisthesoundofrunningwater.
Snapped，likeadropofimpingesonhisfront，andthenlikeinkopened，justliketheinkintheAD，appearanceisverybeautifulalsoverystrange，thatMurrayhadsomelightandshadowintheflashing，slowlylightandshadowismoreandmorebig，Iseethereisaman，heiscarryingawomancametoahouselikebavinroom，hisshouldersawomancrying，themandidnotbudge.
Histhinninghair，theclothesdon'tseewhatiss，butclotheshavetheblood，nowoundsonhisbody，thatitshouldnotbehisblood，andhe'sahandwithaknife，theknifebladeisunderthetickinthedrippingwithblood.
Themandroppedthewomanonthewoodpile，arengapinnatathrewtheknifebeside，heagainheyheyhersmile，hertoreopenthewoman'scoat，withasoundoutthewrappedinsidetheclothes...
Ialsosawtheyard，squattedondozensofbodyisamanofblood，menandwomenguangqishubalyingontheground，shouldhavedied.
Theyardisverybig，Idon'tknowwhytheinthemindalwaysfeelsomefamiliarwiththisplace，thenrushedoutfromaroomafewmenwithbarearms，theylaughed，carryingabigbagonmyshoulderandstillhadthemouthontheoutsidewithrice...
Outsidetheyard，thereisaverywidestreetQingShiTiaogroundquiteafewcarriage，andafewpeopleinthecaroutsidefood，atthispoint，thewoodofthemanisstillrampantintheroomplaytheharlot，thecriesofthewomanismoreandmoreweak，whenhefinishedafterwearpants，pickedupaknifeontheground，hiseyes，indifferentislikeadeadman'seyes......
Whenthisgrouplootingfood，driveawayontheway，Isawthescene，Iexcitedlyexclaimed...
Justsawthemanhimself，itistheleaderofthisaction，andtheyarenowthroughthedoor.
Theyardwassilent，nolightsandnosound，thebigredpaintwoodendoorcanseetheabovestainsordamaged，itisbeingdeliberatelybrokenplace.
Aneyeontherightsideofthestonelionsandotherssmashed，atthispointIcanevenseethere.
Carriagesoonafterthedoor，oneselflikebackthere，timeandspaceisalmoststopped.
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