Chapter 608 Beauty confidant

"Mr. Ye, what are those people doing?" The ghost suddenly preached with his spirit.

Looking at the night following the guidance of the ghost, he found that a large group of people were digging into a soil layer that was not a vein. According to the direction of digging, these people should want to dig a corridor straight to the forest of black fog.

Stop the night from hundreds of ghosts at night, but expand the universe of the heart, expand it ten miles away with the blessing of the will of the night, and gain insight into all the conditions in this range.

Sasha!

Bangbang!

All kinds of noisy sounds are displayed one by one within the sensing range of the night, and the night is concentrated one by one to extract the information he wants.

After returning to the ground, a helpless wry smile appeared on the night's face: "Human beings are really a group of greedy and insatiable moths, and the earth has been emptied by them."

The ghost sighed deeply and said, "In this world, beautiful things are always so easily destroyed. The earth is like this, the forest is like this, the lake is like this, like our women, and our youth and our pure hearts are always easy to be infected.

The night didn't want the ghost to be so low, so he smiled lazily and said, "So, there are ink people in this world!" We are the guardians of beauty and kindness.

The ghost also laughed and said, "You are so lazy that you are so optimistic!"

"Since ancient times, good tourists have drowned in water, and this group of moths will also die in their empty land. Anything that invades the existence of the earth will be buried in the earth. Jiang Ye's tone was full of self-confidence, and then said lazily, "Earth, it is really a place of rest."

The ghost felt that this was a little strange and wondered, "What do you mean?"

"I just found that those people dug the passage to the black fog forest to destroy the forest from the ground with explosives, which gave me a good idea to let them perish!" Jiang Ye smiled lazily.

The ghost also lit up in her eyes, and she laughed: "I understand what you mean."

"I understand what you mean."

What does both of them mean? This is unknown.

However, the mood of the two suddenly became better. The black night moth and the black butterfly came back from the night patrol, returned to their nest, hugged each other, was intimate, and was talking about at night.

The night sat on **, and the ghost lay in his arms. He was stroking his sister's hair.

"What do you think will happen if people die?" The ghost suddenly asked such a strange question.

He looked at the dark night sky outside the window and said, "Although I don't know what will happen after death, I think everything about us will definitely be with the darkness.

In the dark, all joys, sorrows, love and hatred will be tolerated, all memories will be diluted, and everything will be like dust, slowly precipitate in the dark, and finally become one with the darkness.

So, sometimes, although I am afraid of death, I still feel that death is not a terrible thing, because after death, I return to the darkness, as if I have gone to sleep and will never wake up.

The ghost's body slid down, afraid that his head would be put on something hateful, so he sat up and said, "I don't think death is so closely related to darkness. In my mind, death is like water in a windless lake, falling into complete calm, no There are waves. After calming down to the extreme, it returns to the earth and integrates with the most primitive things.

As for the soul and other things, I would rather not be in this world. In that case, we can be completely unconscious and painless, just like the earth.

As for the darkness? I also like the dark. Usually, if I have any troubles or unhappy things, as long as I dance the devil dance in the dark and let the darkness wrap me, my heart will blend with the endless night sky. At that time, I feel that my heart has become more open, I can tolerate many things, and I will not easily get angry about small things.

The night felt that the ghost had completely opened his heart in front of him, which made him feel extremely happy, mixed with the smell of luck.

"In my eyes, you are darkness, because darkness is my most beautiful lover. She has the broadest mind and can tolerate everything about me.

Darkness is the most primitive and chaotic place in the world. At the beginning, there is infinite silence, as if it is not moving, it will not come or go, it will not be born or destroyed. Just like you, quiet, but not lonely, indifferent but not indifferent, your heart is like an orchid, blooming in the uninhabited wilderness, strangers should not approach. Your people are as charming as roses, which makes people fascinated and infinitely infatuated.

If I only know that you are like a rose, but I don't know that your heart is like orchid grass, then I will definitely be stung by the thorns that you don't know when it grows. Therefore, I am a happy gardener. I appreciate both flowers. Is there anyone happier than me in this world?

The ghost is incredible. Why can a man with so much love be so infatuated? Why can such a flower-hearted man have such a delicate heart?

"You are really a strange person. You obviously have a lot of shortcomings, such as laziness, such as play, and sometimes you are not tidy. But why do these shortcomings become your strengths in the end? Originally, I thought that your strengths were handsome, capable and gentle, but now, I find that what I like you is actually your weakness.

I just like your lazy appearance. You usually ignore small things, like to sleep late, like to eat, and when you talk, you don't seem to wake up or seem to fall asleep at any time. I like these things that are obviously difficult for girls to accept, but I like them to death. I like the way you look when the sky falls and can be used as a quilt. I also like your loose and easy-to-satisfaction appearance. It seems that it is your greatest ideal to be able to eat enough, wear warm clothes, have no illness, and have time to help others.

Moreover, I also found that I inexplicably like your flower heart. Every girl you find is so special. They are like a very unique flower. Ordinary people can't appreciate or pick it at all, but they are attracted by you. I like Nunu's stubbornness and cleverness and her princess temper. I also like Angie's simplicity and kindness, just like the purest daffodils. I also like Jiang Rong's appearance of making trouble, being arrogant, straightforward and greedy for small money. They and I are good sisters... The most beautiful princess of the night elf is actually in love with you. She is the pearl of the city of the sky, and the little fox of the Thunder Hammer Empire. She is the most proud. She can be impressed by you. She is as smart as October. As a hunter, she has become your prey instead.

Originally, I should have felt lost, but I didn't know why, but I was happier. Your love for me has not decreased, but I get more happiness from the Gonu.

So, you are really a strange man. I seem to understand it, but I don't really understand it.

The ghost said such a long sentence as thin as running water, and the water flowed into the heart of the night, making him feel particularly full.

He said in the ghost's ear, "So, your man is like a big book without words, which requires you to read it all your life."

"Then what am I?"

The night said without thinking, "You are as charming as a rose, as pure as orchid grass, and you need your man to water it well with your whole life."

The ghost grabbed the night's hands and put them on his bulging chest. At the same time, he raised his swan-like neck. His red lips were slightly opened, and he wanted to ask for a kiss: "Master, the flowers are blooming and straight. Now you pick me?"

The four words "so big and soft" filled his sea of knowledge. He wanted to open his hands, but his things under him were like two huge magnets, which produced such a huge attraction out of thin air.

Jing Ye's head was a little dizzy and said, "Mei Mei, don't you think it's good for us to just chat on such a good night?"

The strangeness of the ghost was shown at this time. She was half delicate and half laughed, "You don't pretend to be pure in front of Zhuang Chun, but pretend to be pure in front of me?"

"Oh..." A cry of pain or excitement came from the mouth of the night.

It turned out that the ghost was not idle, and he grabbed the important handle of the night...

"Ah..." This time it was the ghost's turn to scream, like spring returning to the earth and roses blooming.

It turned out that in the excitement of the night, he also returned a two-pronged approach.

"What's your name?"

"What's your name again?"

"Well... I called it because I was cool..." The ghost has completely sunk.

Now, the immortals can't help but turn the night into a beast from the old man... Ten thousand words are omitted here.

The East has turned white, and the two seem to be in high spirit and have no intention to sleep. The ghost is as lazy as a kitten, and his back is completely an enchanting arc, curled up in the arms of the night. The slightly cool nose, like a kitten, is scratching around the night.

Slide the fingertips of the night on the ghost's back. I only feel that what I touch is thin and not boneless. If you add a point, you will be fat, and if you lose a point, you will be thin. Jiang Ye's fingers, cruising, over and over again, never feel tired of it.

"Dear, how do you know about me and Chun Chun?" I asked about this after the night.

"Master, guess what?"

Jing Ye smiled lazily and said, "Master, I asked you because I couldn't guess."

The ghost wrinkled his nose and said, "I smelled the pure light elf on you, so I knew it."

Ye Huan laughed happily: "It turns out that you are a cat, and you can also smell it. Your nose is really powerful."

The current appearance of the ghost is indeed full of cat sex and excessive joy, which makes her fall asleep in the arms of the night like a kitten. The night looked at the bright sky outside the window and fell into meditation.

Maybe he is savoring the meaning of the words morning light and the night. Maybe he is thinking about the upcoming battle during the day.