beautiful?What scenery would be called beautiful by Fang Zhe?Does this guy still have an aesthetic?
At this time, Jiang Su has built this place into the framework of a barren old city in the sea of ​​consciousness. It can be said that there is no grass growing, and there are seaweeds with green slime everywhere near the seaside. Fang Zhe said that this place is beautiful?

Could it be that this buddy likes wasteland madness and desert madness?
That's right, patient...it's really not normal.

Jiang Su shook his head, "It's strange. There should be no floral and fruity fragrance here."

Even if old buds sprout new branches, a thousand-year-old tree in spring cannot have such a strong flavor.All this is not what he expected.Jiang Su now feels that his nose is actively drilled by this smell.

This sweet smell poured into her mind like a long snake, reappearing all the good things in the dream in the darkness.

Jiang Su saw the long-lost barbecue and hot pot, and the light aroma and delicious taste of the hot pot made her linger.

"You should use sesame sauce for dipping, how can you eat it without sesame sauce?"

"I can't eat spicy food, I want clear tomato soup!"

The girl smacked her lips, feeling unfinished.

She saw the familiar girl again, the man took her hand and dragged her into the crowd from a corner of the classroom, laughing and laughing.

"Why is Su Su so embarrassed, this time you are talking about PowerPoint, we are all ready to take pictures!"

"Jiajia... remember to give me a beautification."

The scene in the darkness was unpredictable, and the next second someone shouted in her ear: "Be careful!"

The color of the blood was bright and bright, and she looked at the nun in white with red plums on her heart, and her chest was cut like a knife.

"Susu, how is it? Is there anything wrong?"

The fierce sword of the female cultivator in white finally forced the surrounding people back, and her white clothes were covered with red roses all over the place.

"Little sister..."

"I'm... fine."

Red plum petals are dripping, roses...

"No, I have something to do!"

At this moment, Jiang Su suddenly woke up from the dream of Consciousness Sea, her eyes were still dark before, but she added a dark guard to herself.

The little senior sister is her shield that can resist all illusions in this world.

She has something to do, she has to get rid of the water cold poison of the little senior sister, otherwise the little senior sister is such a good person... what should I do.

At this moment, Jiang Su's sea of ​​consciousness redraws the barren old city. The houses in the middle of the old city look like green bricks and green tiles, and flowers and fruit trees are arranged neatly.

The green branches and purple radish climbing up the wall exude fragrance, and they returned Jiang Su's soul at this moment.

The girl in green kicked her legs, patted the man in red on the shoulder, and signaled Fang Zhe to put herself down.

The man in red obediently did so, with one hand behind his back and holding the girl's neck, while the other hand pinched her waist and put her on the ground.

"..." Can you stop choking your neck and reward me, right?
Immediately afterwards, after Jiang Su stood firm, she dexterously found the gate of this house. She rubbed the copper ring on the door with her fingers, and the next moment, she lifted the copper ring, pushed the door and entered.

"Yo, how are you all?" Before seeing him, he heard his voice first.

Inside the door were the five women who had been talking about the "Murloc" just now.

"..."

Jiang Su closed his eyes and walked in as if nothing had happened, and touched the blank space in front of him with both hands, looking completely blind.

Jiang·Zhen·Blind·Su.

Five people in the hospital: "???"

"Who are you?" The woman with the colored stripes on her wrist spoke first, her voice was full of caution.

The few of them were researching the matter of fish blood before, and they almost talked about the ins and outs of this business, its effects and uses, and even discussed in detail which way the merchants took.

As a result, a blind man suddenly came in at a critical moment? ! !

Blind or deaf? ? ! !
Isn't that what should be heard? ? !

The man with black and white cloth strips on his wrists suddenly got up, pulled out a soft sword from behind his waist, and pointed the sword point directly at Jiang Su's face.

She has no plan to save this little blind girl's life!

At this time, the girl in Tsing Yi showed that she didn't know about the sudden sword wind, she smiled slightly with the corners of her mouth curled up, exuding an innocent and brilliant demeanor.It seemed that she was really a 15-year-old fairy girl who didn't know the world.

The tip of the sword is almost touching the tip of Jiang Su's nose at this moment.

"boom--"

The woman holding the soft sword was directly hammered to the ground by a fist that suddenly appeared.

This fist was not hitting horizontally, it aimed at the woman's head and hit it directly downward, just like whacking a mole, half of the woman's body was smashed to the ground at this moment.

It happened that the yard was paved with slate and stone bricks, but the place where she was standing happened to be the land used for planting fruit trees, so she was buried in the land in an upright form by luck.

???

The other four ladies were shocked and looked at the man in red who suddenly appeared in disbelief.

It was clear that one second they were still waiting for Third Sister to pierce the little girl's head through, and they were even looking forward to the blood, but the next second it was one of their colorful clothes who was covered in blood.

Fang Zhe looked indifferently at the "vegetative" on the ground, then raised his eyes and glanced around the four people who were in shock, and said slowly: "Five, female, colorful, fragrant, fierce."

Fang Zhe's five characters can be described as extremely concise, and Jiang Su used these five short characters to create the images of five women in coordination with his sea of ​​consciousness.

However, due to her own aesthetics, Zhihai subconsciously replaced the five people with beauties, and each of them had the figure of a young senior sister.

"Hey, Duan! What are you doing?!! Did you hit someone again?!"

"???" Fang Zhe didn't know, so who is Ah Duan?

Jiang Su hastily rubbed her surroundings, and touched Fang Zhe's sleeve cautiously and almost tripped. She followed the red sleeve to touch the upper folded arm that was still held.

"How can you make a fist and hit someone?!!"

Fang Zhe: "???" He continued to be confused.

Jiang Su opened his mouth slightly for a moment, then frowned, and said coquettishly, "A Duan! We all said, don't do anything when you are out of the house. If we monks fight with mortals, it is easy to beat them to death. "

"Ordinary people are very fragile. We must protect them and take care of them. They are the treasures of this world. Only with them can we have our way. Why don't you listen to me? Is someone else calling you?"

Jiang Su was already thin, and the corners of her mouth drooped slightly when she was angry, like Lin Daiyu who was haggard in the light rain.

At this time, she suddenly raised her hand again, wiping the few tears that just flowed from the corners of her eyes.Who knew that the more tears she wiped away, the girl in Tsing Yi simply let go of her hand and let the tears flow down her pale face.

"Ahem... I knew you wouldn't listen to me... I would have chosen someone else to swim with me, why should I suffer this."

The mournful cry of the girl in Tsing Yi is not the crying after being injured, but it seems to make people in the Northland see the plum rain. It is the continuous rain in Wuyi Lane, a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. Resentment.

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