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The last stroke of the building was lightly danced, and the human bone flower was finally completed under her finger. White mandala flowers, the texture of the petals are all lifelike, the carvings of the gods, the world is hard to find.
She overtook her head and took the third piece of finished product in her hand. There was a bright light in the alum, and the last step left.
"Wings." The building danced back and looked forward to the blink of an eye. The standing young boy suddenly turned his head and turned around. He limped toward the corner of the room and took back a white glazed porcelain bowl. The bright red liquid inside was kept properly, even after one day and one night. fresh. The teenager reached out and handed it over and found that the light dance did not pick up. He looked up and his face was flashing strangely. "Master?"
The light dance of the building calmly retracted the line of sight, took over the porcelain bowl, and rubbed the edge of the porcelain bowl.
The expression is focused and serious.
She sighed and squinted, but the coldness of her eyes slowly condensed. If she arrived earlier, could the wing be like a normal person? It is a pity that if only those people are still living well, innocent people are still suffering endless suffering.
However, after waiting for such a long time, finally... to officially start.
"Oh--"
The bright red liquid is swayed on the human bone flower with a strong bloody smell.
The white mandala seems to be alive suddenly, greedily absorbing the bright red liquid until it blooms into the most vivid... bloody mandala.
The flower of death, the water is poured, can it be long-lasting, isn't it?
She let go of her hand, and the porcelain bowl on her hand fell to the ground, and it was torn apart. The moonlight came out of the window, and it was white, and it was not stained. Only the bloody mandala that her palm held was like all the darkness, ghosts. Senran, "Wing, are you afraid?"
"...not afraid." Compared with the fear of human greed, what are the terrible things about these dead things?
Linyang Town, which enters the night, is quiet. The moonlight was shallowly sprinkled on the tower, and the paintings of the uninviting people were more and more terrifying. The light dance was sitting on a wall a few feet away, squinting at the painting she was proud of, and she was lazy and happy.
She gently swayed her legs, a white dress, and if she fell into the genius of the genius, the bloody mandala on her side, and the ethereal spirit of her body formed the ultimate contrast.
"Hey! - Hey! Hey! It’s dry and dry, be careful!"
The sound of the child’s time was louder and louder, and the light of the light floor of the building was even more dazzling.
The person guarding the gate of the city held his arm and was beaten even more. When the sound went away, he felt colder. He even felt that there was a cold sigh on the back, just like...
hiss! He couldn't help but shudder.
Don't scare yourself!
Suddenly, there was a very slight noise from the top of the head. . But the voice was getting louder and louder. He couldn’t help but patted his chest and courageously. He slowly moved to the downstairs and glanced up quickly. When he saw that the man’s leather painting was still hanging, he finally exhaled. Take a breath.Returning to the original position, the goalkeeper just wanted to close his eyes for a while, but suddenly heard the footsteps coming. He frowned strangely. Who is going to leave the city at this time?
Open your eyes, you really see a person, but the accident is that the person is not coming towards him, but leaving.
Hey, when did this person appear?
He stood up straight and shouted. "Hey, who are you?"
The man did not hear it. He continued to move forward. He was wrapped in a robes and held a folding fan, much like a scholar.
This dress looks a bit familiar.
The goalkeeper thought about it and shouted again. This person is too suspicious.
This time the man finally stopped and slowly folded the folding fan. The movement was very stiff and turned back, revealing a handsome face.
The moonlight tonight is so good, the goalkeeper's vision is also good, so he clearly saw the face clearly.
Looking at it, suddenly he widened his eyes and shook like a sieve.
"you you you……"
Pointing at the man, the goalkeeper scared the three souls to the two souls, and finally screamed when the Zhang Jun face suddenly smiled at him: "Ah-ghost! The human skin painting is resurrected!"
Immediately, the two eyes fainted.
The man squinted, his bones creaking, turning back, slowly moving forward, and disappearing quickly at the end of Qingshi Road.
Not far away, the building was lightly dancing and looking at the scene with a smile. The expression was quiet and gentle. "Oh, it looks like it seems very smooth." So smooth, she is not used to it.
As the day dawned, the people outside the Tuen Mun were crowded with people watching the excitement. It was not clear what happened. Some people had drums in the early morning.
"Adult!" The goalkeeper was still scared to the present, and there, "small...small eyes saw the man's leather painting resurrected!"
The gatekeeper’s words fell, and there was a moment of silence in the dead.
Resurrection of human and human skin portraits...
Open... What kind of joke? !
"Oh." Suddenly, a cold taunt came from the top. Everyone heard it and found that a man in armor was sitting under the first place in the lobby. His eyebrows were arrogant and gave a dangerous sense of oppression. The man coldly swept the county official Tan Wen, "Tan Daren, you just broke the case like this? The younger brother has disappeared until now, one day and two nights. You first told this that the younger brother was dead and was peeled off. Human skin painting, now human skin painting?
Lost the leather painting, you tell this person to be resurrected? Ok? ! ”
Finally, the cold Mori cold, scared Tan Wen immediately sat up straight, he, he did not know him?
God knows that he got the news yesterday. He almost picked up the black silk hat. Three years ago, when Li Sang personally sent Li Sangong to Linyang Town, he specifically warned him. After so many years, Li Sangong did so many bad things. He didn't dare to say anything, but... how can anyone die?
He is pleased to see the cold Li Jia Erzi in front of the eyes is also a smile when Li Jingsheng is greeted by the three dynasties. "The enthusiasm will be angered, the lower official will definitely check this matter! Certainly!"Li Jingsheng got the news on the school ground, and the armor did not take off and came here. Even if there is only one human skin left, he will see it with his own eyes!
Otherwise, let him go back and tell him what to do?
The third brother sent to Linyang Town for three years, suddenly died?
He can't say this!
"Give you three days, the general will see the people, die to see the dead!"
"Yes, yes! The next officer must try to trace the murderer!"
Li Jingsheng didn't answer the question. He looked at the people who guessed his identity, but when he saw a touch of white, the man was sharply shrunk. The latter saw him look at her, his eyebrows were still very soft. Not afraid to bow down, but rather frank, dignified and generous. And when he saw the woman's face, Li Jingsheng's brow wrinkled more tightly. Is there such a stunning color in this small town?
Fingers sullen, "She, who?"
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