Chapter 104 pssignición Twelve

You have imagined it, you have imagined it countless times.

It will be abrupt, blue-white wound, delicate and disgusting granulation, bloody and terrifying holes

That's great, I'll laugh out loud in my dreams.

You must pretend to be compassionate and threaten, give the other party infinite love and care and embrace that has been at the end of the world for a long time.

You will coat the joyful and excited crying with a sympathy shell, happily wrap the passionate velvet tightly, pack it with intertwined satin, and finally tie it with a gilded label forever.

If the body can still control itself, it may not be so embarrassing at this moment.

Even in this state of mind, facing the reality directly, you can only sigh at the dream.

The famous eyes that break the balance of the world are still beautiful like a calm sea; the vortex pupils twist and swallow the blue, attracting every ordinary person who is fortunate to see;

The abrupt fine marks are like the wrinkles of macula growing on the retina, narrow and cold, regardless of cutting off the fusion of water and cutting the vast empty space; they only lead to the dispersion of stars and disturb the blue waves in the vast sea.

You can't speak.

You know why you cry.

It has nothing to do with the stimulating and burning body, it has nothing to do with the reality that the Creator prefers to be fearless and shocked, it has nothing to do with lamenting thousands of times that what virtue can you see everywhere, it has nothing to do with him.

I have worked so hard that I can no longer do more and have sacrificed the whole world.

Why can't this person be as humble as you, as flawed as you, as down and low as you, as down and low as you.

Hanging in the sky and standing on the dome, this person who knew at a glance was a happy tourist on earth.

I was hiking around and having fun, neither being interested nor being moved. After experiencing enough, I waved my hand and then went back to heaven to continue to be a god.

He had to be punished, locked, tied up his closures, tied up his shackles, and tied up his chords if necessary. If necessary, he would tear off his vocal cords, cut off his hands and feet, cut off all the fairy energy on his body, and confiscate all the tools that could escape.

Carefully fabricate a box of beauty, you can use your life to hide it privately, and you will never forget to worship the six realms of reincarnation until the building is overwhelmed and all the gods are destroyed.

The gods who kidnapped the world's rituals and occupied them as people who are exclusive only.

If you don’t fall into the world, you will not be qualified to be involved, have no right to touch, and have no possibility of possession.

So if there are any flaws and a little bit of clumsy, it will be fine.

Of course, it is best to be broken and broken beyond recognition, it is best to be a mess and worthless. It is no problem to die casually, just warm a corpse. It is far from consuming the slightest ability of yourself, as complicated as it is now.

As long as the body belongs to you.

You have been ready for a long time, as if you were to be true for this moment for the rest of your life.

He opened his arms all the time, waiting for the sun to set the altar to hold it firmly.

It can burn the skin, burn the skeleton, and bring the whole world to bury with you and fall into the eternal night.

The dirty and dirty human beings, the eternal sexual desire of group portraits, is just to persuade prostitutes to become good and force them to become prostitutes.

What's the difference?You need God to fall into adulthood and look forward to man ascending to heaven to become God.

You long for all the kings of heaven to fall into the mud and roll, you seek the gods who walk in the world soaked in blood and kneel down, you only want to possess them from birth to death. He is so greedy that he even wants to take all the flaws for himself.

How greedy is a foolish mortal?

Just think about taking a look, just think about getting close, even if you have a moment of contact, how can you fall to the point where you can't control it step by step, how should you deal with the dirty self, and how ugly you should face the ending in the end.

The temple in the heavens of God opened, and his ark appeared in his temple.

You were still crying in a hurry to be unable to remove Aphrodite's arms. Your stupid mind had just realized that you had never existed in the same story from beginning to end.

A brighter spot was reflected in the right eye with residual scars, and the bandages scattered around the edge of the shoulder and neck as they were moved.The man's expressions are playful, he doesn't care about it and he talks casually, he says casually,

Even if it is called "Six Eyes", it does not mean that the technique "grows" in the eyes.Brain Ah, no matter how you think about it, you are brains!If you really want to destroy this thing, you have to come to your mind.I'm really amused... ぁ, in short, it's a bit blurry to see things on the right now.

While he pushed deep, he pulled out the shrapnel on his chest. The bloody gunshot wound healed quickly due to the surgery, leaving only a few new moon white marks and dry and hard black and red blood scabs.

It will leave scars.After stroking his hair, the man seemed to show the light old seal on his forehead.

And you only see the crown of thorns, you only see the spear of destiny spanning a thousand years, you only see your left hand, cut by glass, with the bloody hot weapon, pointing directly at the throat of God.