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... ike sea of ​​clouds. At this moment, in the middle of this gap, a purple stream of light flies, and it is a whole body. The birds that haunt the purple thunder and lightning, they happily shuttle through the layers of the sea of ​​clouds, gathering together into the thunder that breeds in the dark clouds.

Here is the forbidden ground above the wall of the **** of war, guarded by them.

At the top of the clouds, sitting on a pastor dressed as a priest, his body is as light as a feath ...

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Feng Xin was really tired. Twenty years ago, her girlfriend suffered a brain damage in an accident, and she woke up feeling abnormal.

She just watched the dazzling goddess in the past, and turned into a fool who likes to talk to herself, yell, and has no ability to take care of herself.

Now that Feng Xin is over forty years old, she has long become numb in the face of her often crazy wife. She should have lost Shang Congshu twenty years ago, so that she will not endure until middle age and suffer most of her life.

Waking up one night, Feng Xin returned to twenty years ago, and actually returned to the second day when Shang Congshu was mentally ill! ! !

Shang’s mother was distraught: “I know that ordinary people can’t bear this kind of accident. As long as you say a word not to be comfortable, my father and I will take them away immediately.”

The picture is exactly the same as it was 20 years ago. Feng Xin was held by Shang Congshu. The fool didn’t know what to say. …

It turned out that if she chose again, she still wanted to continue to love Shang Congshu.

Even if taking care of you who has become a lunatic makes me emaciated, sleepless every night, and tortures me so much, I still can’t stand my life without you.
Feng Xin: “Auntie, I want her.”

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Cultivate ultimate teachings,

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