"It seems that the young master is still very wary of us." Ruer sighed, and Starlight and jathyapple also nodded and looked dim.

"How is our plan going?"
"Everything is normal. This is true for the young master …" Starlight has some sufferings.
"Don’t you want to master has been like this? Although we protect the young master, it is still very dangerous. "Ruer sighed faintly and the stars opened their mouths without speaking.
-Everything is under control, but the master is not Duan Muming …
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Duanmu Ming’s goal is full, and everyone sighs in their hearts that their luck is definitely a blessing if outsiders look at it, but he is concerned. Six beautiful women are extremely beautiful, even the beauty squad leader is absolutely inferior, but their strength is absolutely amazing, and they dare not provoke themselves.
Facing these women all day, Duanmu Ming is also tired of aesthetics, and she is not interested in women outside. She visited the roadside supermarket and went to the small business market in the back to see what was happening, but she thought of her room full of women, so let’s be honest.
Duanmu Ming is looking for a house to move with his head down. Some roadside chatters suddenly called a "white sword fairy". Who dares to name it so arrogantly? Duan Muming followed a few people to look up and saw a woman in a white fluttering role standing in a building not far away. She looked coldly at the face of all sentient beings, and her extraordinary temperament was amazing, and her appearance and strength were not like sword fairy.
With more and more dough figurines, all kinds of discussions are also coming, such as killing the rich and helping the poor, eliminating violence and getting rid of evil, and so on. Duanmu Ming is sweating and thinking that these people are really rich in imagination, but it is not a day or two since this handsome girl appeared, and she is really elusive, otherwise it would be strange not to be treated as jumping off a building.
"Awesome! I wish I could get her autograph!" A few anthomaniac female eyes blurred.
"How can a sword fairy in white just give someone an autograph?" A sword fairy, fans, said primly, "If I can kiss Fang Ze …" Before the words were finished, it was drowned out by an angry crowd.
This is crazy! Duanmu Ming wiped her sweat again, as if the white woman in the cloud was ling and her clothes were fluttering and ling away. Many people still followed Duanmu Ming to see if no one around them quickly withdrew. I don’t know what these crazy people would do.
If you get closer, you may be trampled into a pie! Lvses（;
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It’s not so exaggerated to say that bj people like to watch the fun when they run out of two streets. It’s also said that many people have set up the Sword Fairy Club, the Sword Fairy Support Group, and many people have found the government department to ask the white sword fairy to become the director of the procuratorate. I don’t know what’s in these people’s heads.
Two blocks away, there is a shop where Duanmu Mingping always goes. It’s a good choice to have nothing to do today and don’t want to go home to the stimulated store. As long as he wonders where those crazy fans can catch up, a bad feeling suddenly hits his heart.
We have a situation!
Duan Muming patrolled the surrounding area warily and found nothing unusual, but the bad feeling became stronger and stronger. Suddenly the surrounding scenery changed …
All the surrounding streets disappear, and I am in the vast sea. There is no living thing with dark blue water rippling around me, and there is dark blue around my eyes without margin.
Silence! Absolute silence!
Strong loneliness and fear surge, and people always have an inexplicable fear when facing the unknown world. How did they come here? This is not true? Don’t you breathe in the deep sea?
This must be an illusion. Duanmu Ming forced his fear to keep himself calm. There will be such an illusion in all kinds of strange powers in the power industry. It must be a bad drama!
Duanmuming wanted to speak, but he found himself unable to speak. Even if he did, he couldn’t make a sound. His body trembled a little.
-Be sure to calm down!
Meditation can break through the illusion as soon as I have divination ability, but Duanmu Ming is not ready yet. A huge shadow suddenly appears not far ahead. The mouth of the blood basin is sharp and the teeth are shining with cold light. The body is actually a huge tiger shark!
A pair of greedy and sadistic eyes have stared at Duan Muming, and his fierceness makes him tremble all over. "The illusion must be an illusion!" Duanmuming closed his eyes trembling and prayed devoutly with his hands folded, "disappear quickly!" Quickly disappear. "
But the biting cold always surrounds him and refuses to leave. Duanmu Ming can feel the sea flowing around him. When he opens his eyes again, he is seeing tiger sharks coming at him. The sharp teeth are getting closer and closer to him. Duanmu Ming can see saliva, smell pungent fishy smell and bottomless throat.
"Ah …" Duanmu Ming finally couldn’t help crying out to recognize his strong will, but Duanmu Ming still overestimated himself.
This time, unlike before, Duanmu Ming actually heard himself exclaim. Is the illusion lifted? Or screaming is the disenchantment key?
Obviously, this is Duanmu Ming’s wishful thinking. The silence makes people crazy. The deep sea and the horror tiger shark disappeared in an instant, but it was hotter than the desert. When he came to the hot desert from the icy deep sea, he was very uncomfortable and dizzy. Fortunately, Duanmu Ming’s physique was good-or his spirit was good. He didn’t faint.
After experiencing it once, Duan Muming was not as panicked as he was the first time. He looked around at the yellow sand and looked at the sky tirelessly emitting hot air. Everything was so real. He even squatted down and picked up some yellow sand.
It feels good. If Duanmu Ming hadn’t been prepared, he would have been thrown into the desert himself
But how do you feel that your legs are not off the ground when you move them? It can’t be quicksand, can it? Although Duanmu Ming runs slowly, there is nothing in quicksand, and it’s still an illusion. I really can’t figure out where I can go.
No matter whether it is meaningless to escape, we have to find a way to break through the illusion, ignoring all external changes. It is reasonable to say that Duanmu Ming’s special predictive ability should not be difficult to find and solve the illusion problem, but the actual situation is that Duanmu Ming’s middle energy search has not been inspired at all, and there is no meaning in his mind. There is no clue in the messy picture.
Is the other party capable of himself?
The idea that Duanmu Ming is getting deeper and deeper is getting stronger and stronger. Although he didn’t open his eyes, Duanmu Ming really felt that his bust had fallen into quicksand. What should I do? Struggle hard? Everyone knows that the more you struggle in quicksand, the deeper you sink.
-the lower abdomen and then the chest gradually reached the neck, and Duan Muming became more and more difficult to breathe.
Shit, isn’t it an illusion? Don’t make it so realistic! Duan Muming cursed the visionary in his heart while cursing himself. Alas, if I had known this, it would be better to eat all six women in the family and be a ghost! I wonder how they are at home?
Well, why do you suddenly feel depressed and disappear? Duan Muming opened his eyes and looked around, and the scenery changed again. This time, it turned into his own home. Did the immortal send himself home because of his pity and kindness? No, even if you send yourself home, it won’t be so soon, will it?
Duanmu Ming was thinking and suddenly heard a strange sound coming from his bedroom. Although Duanmu Ming is so developed, I don’t know if it is impossible. This is a good sound between men and women.
No, this is my own room. When did this happen? Never allow! Duanmu Ming angrily pushed the door in front of him, showing a very obscene picture. There were six women lying in his double bed, and six women in my family were cuddling together in pairs, while a man was cuddling with his back to us. Europe and angry bodies were struggling to rise and fall, and six women kept moaning …
Now Duanmu Ming is out of anger. If it were him, he might scold him, but what happened in front of him has touched his bottom line. Although Duanmu Ming is usually easier to talk to, there are two things that will never be touched. One is his own woman, and the other is his own collection. Although Duanmu Ming has not finished writing, he has regarded them as his own women.