It’s this time. Too much pride and pain.

The two gods, Isoriel and Thucys, only made a stronger thunder and lightning strike at Chen Senran.
They’re going to shoot him down
Fall into the abyss
But Chen Senran just stood there motionless.
He let the stones run through him.
Let the sky thunder and thunder
Then draw your sword
He drew a deadly arc with his sword.
Cut all the offensives
Chop that tower of breaking bad into pieces
He shot out of the tower with a sword and pointed it at the eyebrows of twist.
Drizzt felt great pressure.
Although he was surrounded by several magic protectors, it was when he was pointed at by that sword
He felt that his life was firmly locked.
Although he doesn’t believe in fate at all.
But …
"Isn’t this one?" Drizzt inhaled deeply.
"So … is this one?"
He draws more cards to be continued.
Ps first Geng
It ends tonight
Page 436 Goodbye, my little sister.
It’s night
It’s snowing
The color of the sky is mysterious purple.
Sacco and Jessica are sitting on the roof, and the snow has accumulated on their shoulders.
They didn’t mean to move.
Fires from outer space continue to fall from those cracks in the sky, dragging long traces of destruction.
But if you throw it away, don’t mention those flaming tracks that are constantly rowing behind them, which match the purple stars all over the sky
What a beautiful background painting.
regrettable
Unfortunately …
"Is coming soon? The end of the world "Jessica finally moved a slightly loose snow on her shoulder.
"Maybe." Sacco seemed a little absent-minded. At this moment, it seemed that he had found the snow on his shoulder and reached out to dust Jessica bit by bit.
"Are you afraid?" Jessica suddenly asked
"What?" Sacco didn’t hear clearly when he raised his head.
"Nothing," Jessica shook her head and said, "Do I really look like your sister?"
silent
This is the first time Jessica has asked Jessica directly.
"Actually … it’s not like it." Sacco let go and looked into the distance. "Jessica … she’s a very nice person."
After saying this, Sacco laughed unconsciously, not deliberately pretending to be crazy, but really involuntarily warm.
Like remembering something beautiful and good.
"She’s a naive and pure little girl," Sacco said, shaking her head again. "She’s the kind of fool who won’t blame others for being bullied."
It may be that the world is about to be destroyed. Sacco unconsciously reveals his true feelings, and he says something abstractedly.
It’s like being immersed in those youthful and beautiful years in the past.
"Did you often play in this field before?" Jessica looked at the deserted field in front of her and suddenly asked
"Yes, we will walk in the fields in the evening when the wind blows, holding hands …" Sacco smiled again, which was very comfortable and natural. "The wind is warm."
"Then take me for a walk." Jessica smiled and held out her hand to him.
"… good" Sacco stupidly for a moment but still agreed.
So they climbed from the roof.
Take a walk in the field
Hand in hand
On the eve of the end of the world
Just like in those days
There is no warm wind.
There is no evening.
There are falling stars like rain.