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haironmyfacefromtimetotime(shouldplungeintoabraidforhim)Ilookedupandsawthecloudspaceofchangeaccelerated.
Allthesoldiershandsonasilvergunsquattedontheground,thesilvershellinthesunthelightsomeswayeyesarehardtoopen.
LeftagainaIsuddenlyfeeltheairaround,thenIseethereunderthetreeinfrontofatransparentblasts,justlikeinthehottestdogdaysatnoon,inthemountainsorstoneroadwillseeheatwavesinthegroundlikewatertranspiration,makeappearslightlydistortedvision.
Atthistimethetemperatureisnothigh,butoverallandshrubsunderthetreeisonthewaytotheairflowinthepast,thesehaveverystrongenergyfluctuationsingas.
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Generalyes,thesoundofthewindinthewindisstillclear,voiceofbreathcanbecondensedontheline,toeachother‘sears,andinsuchabigwind,therewasagoodothewind.
Thegreatertheclosertotheriverflowandthewind,thosewhogrowverythicktreesalsoblownswing,greatlythehorseheadtwistedtoonesideofthewind,tryingtorunforward,twoblackalsolowerbodyfromtimetotimewiththearmtotouchtheground.
Atthistimecan‘tseethesnakeinthewoods,andnootheranimal,couldforcethemarchingrouteallanimalsarehiding,sometimesthewind“attachedtothedream,“theclothesmakehesuddenlyseemedtoseehim,butthatheheadLouintheoutsidecan‘tseepeopleatthemoment,butifhisheadfloatingonhorseback.
Fortunately,istheday.
Hiswhiskersonthecuffinfrontoftheairtwist,notfarfromwhereIseetherearecloudslightup,maybeblowngasnolongerfocusedbutisthefeelingofthewindtoblowaway.
Huahuaofthesoundofwaterinthefront,suddenlyIfoundthatthegroundintheriverdirectionhasathickcloud,andwasnotfarfrontisalongvalley.
Theoriginalistheriverinthecanyon,andthatvalleyatthemomentthereareclouds.
Placehasnoanyplant,ontheedgeofthecanyonarebrownwithchunksofsandstone,thestoneslabshape,looksveryhard,layercascadefoldsareeverywhere,thesandbythewindofthegroundontheedgeofthecloudlookslikethecloudoutsideofnepotism.
Owindfromhorsebackscoredabigburden,theburdenIsawbefore,hereisthegeneralhuguenotplans,thefogherearetoxic,youseethecanyonedgeearlynothinggrows,thestoneshavebeeneroded.
WaitaminuteIwilltakeyoufromtheinsideofthetunnelbottomgoto,isnotfromtheoutside.
Itookthebaggageopenonsee,therearetwosetsofwindandwearthesamedreamdress,butthehairisnotlikehimtobefastened.
Besideeachclothesandabambootubeattachedtothewaistposition,theendoftheblackwhiskersattachedtoclothes,thisshouldbeattachedtothedreamoflifeenergybox,accordingtosaidbeforethewindwilldropofbloodisgod.
Added,owind,generalwearbeforeyoufromoneendofthebambootubedripintotheindexofblood,inthosehecanputon,aftertheeventbecauseofdreamisself-awareitwillcontinuewithyoudialogueinconsciousness,aslongasyougiveitanameandthenletitquiet.
Ithinkit‘sinterestingtoputtwoblackliketentwiththedreamthatthrewhimfrombehind,thewindwassostronghehavetwothumbsjusthold,clotheswerescrapingthelidonhisface.
Mybloodhasthepowerofthedream,thedreammadenotonlyplants,butalsotheirownconsciousness,ifithasabsorbedmybloodwillchange,butitdidn‘tactuallydon‘tknowwhatwill.
Owindcametoaboardinfrontoftherock,rockfracturebeingpewterlooksveryhard,owinddownwithbothhandsontheedgeofthestone,themouthopensoundyouwillthatpiecelooksnearlytwometreslongmorethanametrewide,thicktwohandbreadthwidestonelifted.
Therockisrevealingadarkentranceaswell.
Thesestonesdesultorily,grotesqueincanyonedge,ifnotmakethemarkissimplycan‘tfindtheentrancetothebelow.
General,wewaitamomentgodowntoyouandtheblackgeneralchangeclothes,suchasinthefollowingweneedprotectionofdream.
I‘lldropofblood,godsaidtotheendoftheopenbambootubeplug,cutthemiddlefingeroftheblooddripintotheinside.
Clothessuddenlymovedonce,twoblackandwindcansee,bothofthemaregatheredtogetherhere,justhelpmetoblockthewind.
Thenattachedtospillthetentaclescoarsenedvisibletothenakedeye,andthenasafilling,rootsattachedtoclothesalsofollowtodrumupatoneend.
LookingatitsoIstillhavesomenottrust,activebuthavedroptorecognizetheLord,itwasputonfirst,thengoahead.
Attacheddreamisactuallyabigcoatandapairoftrousers,theaboveisasetofheadoftwocuffs,herehavetwolegs,Ipickedupaspillonthewaist,firstworerobesoftwolegsandatowardthehead,aputonthedressassuddenconvulsionsoftwistedtogether,screwsleeveliketheropetightonmysoftarmor,pants,too,thetentacleslikeacordaroundthesleevesandhems.
ThegreatpowerthroughthesoftarmorIalsocanfeelitspower,howcanitbe,Iheardthewinddifferenceofsaid.
Sosaidthedreamstateisnotnormal,attachedtwoblackhandovertotheattachmentofthisdreamrip,waitaminute,thewindwhatstoppedhim.
Hereistheworkofwaternadis,thisattachedanddripintothedreamoftheblood,meigeneral:itisanatureseemstobechanged.
Beforehemet,thetentacleslikesteelwereallsetupandthelocationoftheclothesandotherbecametransparentlikealiquidbegantosoften.