I was inexplicably awakened by the surging energy.
The height of the tea tree was concentrated, and he could squat by himself in the small flowerpot. He was still half asleep, and his mind began to think about which one to click on. He also knew that there was a barrier on the tree itself, and there were so many people in front of him. It was difficult to explain so much inexplicable energy!
Put the energy that suddenly appeared in order, and you can pull it out from the small flowerpot to grow your own roots, and run to the shelf to get your own tablet. Under the premise that there is no tree teahouse, the way to obtain energy is firmly tied to comics. In short, when encountering problems, it is right to read comics first!
You can use your own image to identify and unlock it, and then use the leaf to click on the comic website X. "Shan Hai Zhi Yu" firmly occupies the homepage position, and only the icon in the upper right corner can be updated.
Tian Yan is actually newer and longer?!
The little tree was woken up by the energy in the middle of the night. The little tree was still a little wilted. It was like a big ice cream that a person can eat in the dog days of summer, and it woke up completely.
The Qilin has already grown, so who is responsible for updating... the sense of time?!
The little tea tree knows more secrets than others. The eyes can drift for a moment. When you imagine this, the consciousness of human beings is confused about certain civilizations, but they understand and respect the picture.
The man thought about that moment, and somehow he could feel what the tree was looking at him.
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You can use the green leaves to click on the comics, and then slide to the bottom of the catalog. The latest update is called "Ten Thousand Years Ago". You can actually click on the comics and click on the animation.
The dense barrage of comments drowned out the long comments. If "Woo woo woo woo" could be materialized, it would probably drown out a mountain of people.
You can use the leaves to skillfully check the "comment block" and then quietly watch the three-hour long "animation". As you watch, the tea tree is surprised and happy because of the huge amount of energy it has harvested. The tablet falls from between the branches and leaves, and the light on the screen illuminates the small tea tree in the dark night.
The memory in my mind seemed to be obscured by fog, and was finally torn apart bit by bit by invisible hands. Bai Ze, Phoenix, Qilin, Canglong, Jianmu, Shoumu, Fusang... these distant memories from ten thousand years ago suddenly flooded into my mind, like a black and white world being filled with color bit by bit.
The ancient and numerous memories, wrapped in strong emotions, washed over me so much that I almost stopped breathing.
A sharp pain ran from the left temple to the right, like a sharp wood chisel drilling through the long head. Even though these ten thousand years were very long and Shang Ye Hou had been awake for more than a thousand years, it was still too long compared to the short twenty-three years of "life". The huge years would completely drown out life.
Please go to Jinjiang Literature City.jjwxc.net to view the latest genuine novel content. I have listened to many, many voices since the beginning of the year, and I have been listening to the long river of time.
"Do you think you're giving birth?"
"You stay with me, I'll keep you company. You'll become very powerful when you grow up!"
"After you left, I looked for you for a long time, but you ended up raising another child outside..."
"Mr. usually orders it this way, why didn't you blow up the kitchen yourself?"
"Hey~ See you in a few days, you little grandchildren and parents?"
"Yuchuan, you should know how to communicate with Jianmu at the meeting, right?"
"Maybe when you become children again, we will raise you."
"Rock sugar ~ blessing ~"
"Very, very good, you, you are amazing."
......
“What’s your name, Jia Muying? You’re so tall!”
"Listen, listen, you idiot! Jia Muying is just bullying the weak with her numbers!"
"You owe me six hundred pieces of dried meat. I'll make five of them for you tonight!"
"Just keep it as fresh as you can. If you want to change it, just keep it."
"Humans say that children are the best, but most of the time the elderly are partial."
"Only after you have dealt with more fallen beasts and made great contributions to tree growth can you truly inherit the good name of Bai Ze!"
"My friend, you are leaving. See you at Shuyuan!"
"Then if you see me again in the future, I must make sure this person recognizes you. If you recognize this person, I will definitely be very angry!"
"If you get angry, you'll see your old self forever!"
......
The voices on the sky are filled with memories of people and things that are still vivid, but there is nothing to go back to. Everything is as vague as yesterday, but everything is covered with dust. It turns out that the years have always been very distant, and I have already experienced the separation of things and people.
Deguo changed back to a tall human form, and curled up on the board when in pain. The grass and tree tribe used a tree formation to cover the board, which made it cool and comfortable all year round. But now, Deguo only felt the endless chill of the tree spreading out from his bones, and the wind was blowing, freezing his limbs.
Hazy, I saw many light green spots all over my body, like fireflies all over the grass in the summer night sky. The fireflies were circling around the room, and when they touched each other, they emerged like long and soft green vines, which slowly and silently covered the entire room.
While my consciousness was blurred, I heard the sound of young plants breaking through the soil. The vigorous vitality was materializing. Just as I had organized the energy to pour out, the fireflies condensed into a human shape. In the semi-darkness, I saw an elderly man with a very familiar face.
The connection that had disappeared without a trace in the depths of consciousness reappeared, and I found that my perspective was divided into two parts. The human part looked up and saw the familiar face with a long light green spot. The human part lowered his head and saw himself in his eyes, a young man with tear marks on his face.
It's better for people to experience the long years, and it's better for people to carry the crazy plans for the future.
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When he was woken up by the alarm, Di Weishu was a little confused.
The members of the Plant Tribe are scarce, and inheritance is difficult. They have a long life and are very rich. As the most solid backing of many tribes, they have been reinforced by people planting and weeding for a long time. Except for the few thousand years when the trees were moved away for some reasons and other people took advantage of the loopholes, it is rare to hear the alarm for hundreds of years.
The body reacted faster than the brain, and the people in the imperial house had no choice but to shake the tree. They had invaded the young tribe for a long time, and it was a slap in the face, and they still allowed us to fight collectively?
When many people rushed to the scene of the incident, they found that the incident had caused their little tea tree to suffer from disasters.
Imperial House: "..."
The tree species are unexpected and expected.
With a sense of despair.
When the small tea tree was inhabited, all the buildings within a kilometer were razed to the ground. () Sang?羕?????()_[()]?『Come[]. Read the latest chapter. Full chapter』(), the spiritual energy riot almost formed a terrifying vortex visible to the naked eye.
This little thing made Shu quite nervous, but looking at the familiar green vine, and feeling the familiar breath of the vortex of spiritual energy below... His predecessor finally realized that he had grown up and was willing to make some efforts. This was a good thing, a good thing!
The crowd had lived for hundreds or even thousands of years, but in less than ten years, the trees had experienced ups and downs. The grass and trees just sat outside the protection of the green vines, looking for a place to sit when it was well grown. A little man with frizzy curly hair rushed over, holding a jade card, and no one knew where he got it from. The crowd followed the trend and started playing werewolf with the trees.
When the werewolves were stabbed and the good guys were also stabbed, Elder Song Rong stroked his long white beard and decided to join this heart-breaking battle. He touched the golden nanmu beads and the ancient abacus and began to calculate the support for this move.
The house has been renovated for several years, the style is a bit outdated, and the area is large enough. It's just right that it was renovated this time. Considering the annual price increase, the size is ten times larger than before.
Many companies have such strong ability to make money that the accountant, Elder Song Rong, is constantly worried about how to spend the money.
Wanting to be thrifty this year, they would look after small tea trees at home and even plant them sparingly. Elder Song Rong felt that they should give more to their descendants so that they could show their financial strength. They could buy a commercial district today and an island tomorrow, and they would not hesitate at all when planting trees, okay!
Elder Song Rong turned the beads on the abacus, thinking about whether he could start a business with the tea tree. It didn't matter whether he made a profit or a loss, as long as he had fun.
At 1:00 in the evening of the next day, the situation was completely cleared up. Please go to Jinjiang Literature City jjwxc.net to check the latest authentic novel content. The elders woke up and faced the buildings that were razed to the ground. They were only concerned about the economic losses since the end of the year. They also saw a lot of people and a long string of money on the account. They slowly raised a question mark.
Since the last time I woke up, I felt that I had slept for too long, so I skipped the theater. What's so important?
It was difficult for the little one to escape from the care of the elders, and he found a quiet time in the clan when he was secluded. He closed the door with a bang, then asked someone to close the curtains, set up a soundproofing magic circle, and finally summoned himself to wear a vest.
When Ma Jia first appeared, the memory, wrapped in strong emotions, hit my consciousness and made me almost collapse. It was not until years later that the connection between the two became stable and I slowly calmed down.
The fog on the memory has completely disappeared. The huge amount of memory made it almost impossible for him to tell who he was. Because his body was completely destroyed under the impact of the huge amount of memory and emotions, he transferred most of the emotions brought by the memory to his body.
When Zi Zi Zi and other bodies are trained strong enough to bear the influence of long-lasting memories, they will naturally accept these memories again.
Be it joy or pain, it is all about your own experience. These little experiences constitute the true growth of yourself, and you will never give up.
By slowly exhaling this breath, the connection between self and consciousness was restored, and the sight and senses grew in two parts after a long time. At first, it took some time to adapt, but he soon became proficient.
The product of the Night's Plan was born from a huge lie. After the crazy plan was completed, it should have ended successfully. However, human emotions are the most terrible fetters in the world. Emotions gather into energy and create miracles of growth.
The Night Marquis should have disappeared and returned to the mundane world of old age.
The influence of the comic update is still fermenting, and it can still generate energy. After a period of time, when the energy reaches a peak again, the vest will be completely stable, and the manipulation will suddenly disappear, and it will be officially in front of the public.
I've been on it... When someone sat down on me, I stared at the person sitting cross-legged opposite me. I haven't seen him for a few years. How should I write this story?
Think about how many people she has to face outside, especially the large group of people at home. She is afraid of exposing her sad memories, so how can she dare to mention the "Shang Ye Hou" in front of the crowd and worry about her elders? She feels like her leaves are about to fall off.
Worry...worry enough to kill the tree and make it grow!!!
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