"Speak human words!"

"It’s such a simple thing-"he drawled. "Just follow A-guang."
"ha? ?” Even if the beauty closes her eyes and smiles very well, the sage almost turned the steering wheel away. "You are so shameless!"
LinYu didn’t even lift his eyelids. "Do you want me to take care of the child when you get it back?"
"What’s the danger?" The sage couldn’t understand, "Meng Ye is not an illusionist. After ten years of submission, people asked which illusionist was so miserable."
God comes to the country, if the Committee books register the magicians, they can be a sword behind their backs, no matter how bad they are. There must be a group of magicians behind the richest man like Sakurauchi Musashi who protect the personal safety of the big boss for 24 hours with terror and high salary, and do something for him that can’t be put on the table at the same time.
Under the unified management of the Committee, the possibility of harming the civilians in Koo is close to the limit. There is no need and no motive for the case. It is almost impossible if the case of a wild magician comes from God.
For one thing, there are many pairs of eyes behind them, eager to make some mistakes, so that they can wear dog chains properly. For another, these wild magicians are weak and really want to kill Xuechuan’s father, the detective’s intelligence and observation. If they want to get benefits, they will have to be lucky.
And Meng Ye Butterfly Resume, he doesn’t look like a rich man, let alone a man with stunts. It suddenly occurred to the sage that Lin Yuxing said that something similar happened in the past and was covered up by the Committee. He was drunk and fell asleep at that time and couldn’t hear the rest.
So I asked again.
"It was about thirty years ago," LinYu said. "Someone spread the Yin-Yang master’s skill to the National People’s Congress through newspaper printing. Thousands of people died in that" copying the skill ".The life experimental committee covered up the matter and your grandfather killed the door and went to the province to mediate the feather family. Your grandfather rebelled against Yin-Yang Liao, so he lost his mind and became a talented country. Then he became a bosom friend. Otherwise, would Mr. Liu be willing to give you everything?"
The sage listened and digested for a long time before he said gloomily, "The old man has never told me these things. I have always been gifted by Mr. Liu to teach me …"
"Later, by mistake, I saw the erased history in a memory. There is no trace of Shu in the dream field, but the copying and broadcasting technique is the same. This is another life experiment … no, maybe more than that …"
This is the first time for a sage to listen to Lin Yuxing say so much without stint. Don’t look at this king’s egg. He is mean and courteous at ordinary times, and he is lonely. When he speaks seriously, he has a kind of power to speak justly.
That’s not how loud the sound is
The forest line is gentle and pleasant to listen to, with a little Taipei accent ending, but it still has a sense of French language.
The sage thought about it. This is probably what Mr. Liu said when telling martial arts stories.
Courage, loyalty and chivalry, he didn’t understand it when he was a child, but when he grew up, no one said it, and now he vaguely understands it.
"Hey, Lin, who the hell are you?" Sages can’t help but wonder, "Are people from the Chinese Association of Magical Arts? Your coming to Kyoto is not just as simple as "I hope you can enjoy it together."
"Oh, that …" Lin Yuhang seemed to answer "I left my job ten years ago."
He still remembers that the winter when he handed in his resignation application was the same as today. In the afternoon, the sun shone coldly on his bust, dancing with fine dust.
He still remembers the new president of Huaxia Qicai Association who would narrow his long and narrow golden eyes into a crack when he smiled.
Like the dormant king python, he finally found his prey, but the snake was indifferent and never showed himself
The president is warm and very hot.
At that time, LinYu Hangshi was not so used to smiling at people. The favorite comedian in the whole association base was a man named Wang Wei (ei2), the new president after Liu Hongying retired.
I don’t know my parents, my master, my age, and even my resume is blank
But no one dares to look down upon the new president.
Because he is the only person who makes the commander-in-chief of Huaqi Association, Mr. Lin, respect mountains and treat people with courtesy.
Wang doesn’t like him very much.
The elder’s love for the younger generation.
Wang didn’t lose his smile for the first time when he put the worker’s resignation application on the chairman’s desk.
"After that, life and death are not counted?" The president’s eyes are full of regret.
"After that, life and death are not counted," he said
"Real Yunxiang has been trying to find a way to be slightly alive. Do you want to wait any longer …" The attempt to retain the sound is still ringing in my ears.
"No," he said with difficulty, "I know it myself."
"Crazy" is the final evaluation he got from the president.
It was the last day of his Huaxia Qiju Association.
Later, after counting dust, mud and snow for ten years, I didn’t know who was buried in the ground.
Then he heard the sage’s surprised voice-"huh? ? Ten years? ! You look younger than me! King egg don’t you-"
In the new calendar, in 1966, the pyramid prophet Victor Harris founded the International Supreme Arbitration Bureau for Wonders, and since then, the professional ranking of Wonders has been held annually.
The popular occupations such as illusionist, Yuansu teacher, Gundam teacher and bishop rank in the top ten year after year, but no one can get the first place.
SABI, the number one career, was lost before it was established.
It was a dream painter who came from ancient China and had a beautiful name.
It is said that the stagnation across the two realms of dream reality when the Chinese painting dreamer is in charge can make the sun rise in the night and make Hua Fa a teenager, which is the origin of all the fantastic artists.
Mr. Chang smells very similar
However, this daydream painter is not a dreamer, and even wrote a paper and published "Star Craft Weekly", specifically criticizing this profession that he called "garbage".
No one has ever seen what a real dreamer is like.
He died in 1925 because the last generation of dreamers and the first wise man of the previous dynasty solved the empty-hearted new calendar.
It is said that he lived for more than two hundred years, which is the end of his life.
It is said that he died because Mr. Chang failed to fight the law.
It is said that he pierced the ceiling of science in that era, and when he reached the theoretical limit, he jumped and finally disappeared
There are different opinions about the people, and no one has found his grave after his death. For decades, SABI has sent all kinds of strong men and sneaked into China to find the legacy of the first wise man of the previous dynasty.
This beautiful and ethereal career has been ranked first in the world career rankings forever.
Sages often hear a lot about dreamers in the magical world when they are not in the organization. It is true that dreamers have a long life. They have lived for more than 200 years. It is written in history.
So the sage asked Lin Yuxing, "Are you an unemployed dreamer?"
It seems that this can explain why you are so strong and handsome that you will suffer many times from this king’s egg hand.
"I’m not," LinYu said coldly.
"Then what is your occupation?" The sage wondered, "I’ve almost fought with professional magicians, and I’ve never met a guy like you."