: 267: Violence on the Street (9)

Twenty are not enough, and add another 30.
Baili auspicious is saying sorry to him in a nearly self-masochistic way.
I'm sorry, I can't confess everything to you, make the ins and outs clear, and come to settle your heart.
Sorry, watching you struggle with the past of this body, but unable to appease, and let you torture yourself repeatedly.
I'm sorry, I can't love you wholeheartedly with my original appearance. I have to use self-righteous comfort to relieve my inner uneasiness. [
A lot of sorry, all expressed by these fifty bullets, since Xuanyuan Yao wants to play, she will definitely be satisfied.
Tuoba Yuanzai had to admit that he was unlucky.
Who asked him to appear out of time, just became a victim of the break-in period of a pair of lovers.
This is due to God's arrangement. If you want to complain, you will complain about the fate of destiny. Doomed to be frightened one after another.
. . . . . . . . .
The sun is rising, it is another day.
Xuanyuanyao ordered the generals in his hand to take the initiative to invite the fight, and even in the early morning, he was so hot that he would not let the other party stop.
Tuoba Yuanzai was surrounded by the crowd and sat down slowly. From the appearance, the shot yesterday should not hurt his body.
Luck is really good, maybe there is a who secretly protects it.
Xuanyuan Yao thought, while comparing with his fingers, measuring how to fight today, in order to frighten the Emperor Beitu's'Dragon'.
With the auspicious answer, he does not have to be limited, only one bullet a day.
Suddenly, there was an upstart mood. Since we had it in our pockets, there is no need to regret it. The days of careful calculation are gone.
"Fear of death, come with so many shield troops, surrounded by an iron brand into a shell, you think you are safe and peaceful?" Squinting with one eye, imagining your finger as the muzzle of a giant'mini BB gun', aiming Tuoba Yuanzai. . .