Chapter 681 Dreams are not dreams (one more)

"Well, let me see, the mantra used to summon the queen is..." Yunxi opened the kings of the dynasties to have permission to open, and the mantra imprint behind the cover of the note. Look. Wool, Chinese net

"Open the door for me, my knight."

"Whenever I am alone, I am always alone. Even though I have always forgotten my destiny, I will not meet you until now."

"In the sudden coming of the light, I was awakened, standing in silence, silently in the dark night."

"I want you to be my hope, I will introduce you to my family, I hope things will always develop."

"Whenever you and I are always together, whenever you are always by my side, in front of you, I take off the mask of fate and look at your face."

"The future is still far away from us. I don't know much about it, but I am sure that you are my light.

"Let me find out who I want to be with me."

"Give me beautiful offerings, cry, wrap me, let me pity, let me rejoice."

"Everything in the world is as simple as uncovering the surface. It is something that is uninteresting, unpleasant, and chaotic."

"Only you can make me happy and make me dream."

"I can't treat everyone with equal gentleness."

"I can't sincerely pray for the people I care about.

"I think that important people can be uncomfortable for me, crying for me is a good thing."

"So, cry for me, then come and marry me."

"I will be a unique, moonlight bride."

Slightly strange and sad songs, with a mysterious atmosphere that does not belong to this world, it seems that you can close your eyes and see, the beautiful girl wearing a blood-stained wedding dress under the moonlight is crying. Look at ‘毛.线,中.文,网

What is she waiting for? What are you looking forward to?

Moonlight bride, this is the biggest ceremonial of the guardian kingdom, is the name of a wedding name of a king once in his lifetime?

The Queen of Assyria, bathed in the moonlight of the moon, has become more authentic than ever before.

"You... have you seen it?" Under the moonlight, the Queen's whispered echoes in the clouds.

It is not the sound of the young Queen of Assyria in the underground lake, but the more mature, hoarse voice with a special charm.

It was the voice of the Queen who experienced too much grief, witnessed too many tragedies, and turned itself into an eternal tragedy. It was the whisper of the Millennium Queen.

"Yes, I saw it."

"The preparation of the agreement has been completed." Yun Xi responded to the Queen's whisper by holding down the diary that recorded the tragedy of the kings of the past.

"So, be prepared."

"My knight, greet the arrival of the Queen."

"You have to take care of her and meet all her requirements."

"You have to swear, protect her, and regard her as the most beautiful princess in the world."

"No matter how ugly the carrier you use, you must really like her."

"This is a blessing and a curse."

"The person who stares at the **** moon is also stared at by the **** moon." The queen wearing a wedding dress under the **** moon raised her hands.

The blood of the sky is like a fireworks, which blooms under the moonlight.

"Ah...has it started?" The young queen lying on the throne of the giant stupid spider looked at the huge crack in the sky, revealing a smile full of expectation.

Finally, you can go to a world full of sunshine.

No matter how ugly the carrier is, just going to the sunny world will make her happy.

It is her claustrophobic in the underground lake, the only opportunity to go to the sunny world is a rare holiday time.

For the Queen of the Millennium, such a holiday is also rare. Only with the contract with the king can you have a short day to leave the underground lake.

That is the wedding holiday time of Queen Assyria.

I hope that the doll made by the new king this time can be a little more appropriate, at least not to make too much of the body proportion.

It is very uncomfortable to use a body that is not in proportion to your body. For the doll's request, the queen is only so low.

After all, the dolls made by the kings of all ages are basically the level of abandoned dolls.

Every king who can produce a suitable proportion of the dolls is rewarded without exception. Even if he returns to the new moon, he will get closer to the giant stupid spider and become the same as the Queen’s Guard. .

This generation of kings seems to be somewhat different. What kind of dolls will he make?

If you don't make a mistake, just fine.

With such a small expectation, the young queen closed her eyes.

In the ruins of the forgotten time, the queen in the wedding dress looked at the other person reflected in the mirror and smiled.

Happy holidays, little me.

............

Open your eyes and your body has an unnatural lightness.

It seems that the proportion of the dolls made by the king this time is not mistaken?

No, not only that, but also very, very suitable, completely without the kind of loss of balance in the past, skewed, can only rely on their own strength to adjust, the feeling of disguise.

The normal state, coming to the doll, the first thing I feel is darkness, then the cold body, which is the inevitable conflict caused by the mismatch between the soul and the body.

Every time the Queen of Assyria needs to spend some time to adapt to the body of the doll that is not her own.

Because it is in the sun with the power of the king's contract, every time a new doll must be made.

But this time, when it came to this doll, the feeling of darkness and coldness was not there.

Instead, I am familiar with the intimacy that I can no longer be familiar with, and I feel at ease.

Open your eyes and see the strangely unfamiliar ceiling, but the softness of the fingertips, the weight of the chest, and the rhythm of breathing are all exactly the same.

So the young Queen of Assyria thought that this coming failed. She did not come to the kings who summoned the Queen of Assyria, but was still in the underground lake of the **** new moon.

However, why is there such a ceiling in the confined space covered by the **** new moon?

Moreover, the more the ceiling looks, the more familiar it feels.

It seems that every time you wake up between dolls, you can see similar scenery.

"I...what?" The dark-haired doll girl opened her mouth and looked at her small hand with confusion.

This little white hand is too familiar.

Because this is her own hand, whether it is the curvature of the fingertips or the smoothness of the skin, it is her own hand.

However, this is obviously not her body.

In the end what happened?

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