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Tears sword is what my colleague Si Zhuo wants.
Author: want to be speechless
chapter one
Update time 2010-12-7 22: 54: 41word count: 3557.
Wedge, this is a dream.
An absurd nightmare.
Purple curtains, purple smoke, they open a net like fog, just like a spider hunting for food. He fell into this purple trap and saw the naked and pale body on the sable skin, as if there was the last light left in this purple hell. He stepped on the Persian jacquard carpet, leaving a string of dirty footprints. The silver bottle fell from the rosewood table and poured a deep and shallow crimson. The color is like blood, splashing on jade ankles. He knelt down and grabbed his foot. This foot is like the scarlet wings of a dove. He opened his mouth and licked the wine juice on it, feeling his wings shaking.
No shame.
No dignity.
They bite each other like wild animals, and they are tortured at the same time, making him wander between heaven and hell. Extreme pain is also bliss. Blood and sweat wet velvet fur, mixed with wine juice into a sticky stain, can no longer be separated from each other.
He grabbed the satin-deep chestnut curly hair and chewed the whiteness, but pulled out a pair of ashes from it.
Gray eyes, like charcoal fire burning all the heat, are cold and lonely.
This pair of eyes looked at him, and he saw himself in the gray shadow, bodybuilding, white is better than snow. Then he heard a voice: "Sima Chaoqun ..."
The voice echoed in the purple army network, louder and louder, and finally merged into a sharp knife, sharp and piercing, which pierced his soul:
"Sima Chaoqun! ! ! "the first chapter
Sima Chaoqun got up early today, of course, most of the time. Just today, when the starlight at night has not dispersed, ...