Pirate’s Infinite Wings

"Yes, a son in college is too young. Since you lost a white son in a mistake, you should be evaluated by the school." The four-year-old said suddenly: "So, what if you are punished again? Now , I have a boy who has a chance to be the Son of Gold, I'm afraid I can't make up for my mistake!. A similar approach.

"Hey, I think you'd better not go too far. If that child accidentally hangs in the "blood", you have nothing to do with the bamboo basket, find a place to cry!" The four-year-old smiled from the cold river bed Up and down.

"Ah, such a thing, how can I let it happen?" "To tell you the truth," said the old man, "I have put ten dead men in this team, especially to prevent disaster, and I saw him still It's hanging!"

"Is this a bit too much?" The old man was a little indifferent.

"Hey, the rules are made by people, so people can change them naturally!" A third person left the water with a strange smile and a display of shapes.

There is blood-red fog everywhere, gray-black ground, foamy cement pits, twisted trees, bright red fresh grass underfoot, and the dark color of the air. All of that is how he feels when he stands up.

Don't mind the strange setting, the problem is, the first gatekeeper looks around to see if anyone else is here, but just 100 meters away, the next scene is a morphing sound.

Not far away, there is a big thatched hut. I say it is a thatched hut, and I think that place is interesting, because except for the grass on the top, the surrounding walls are empty. There are only dozens of wooden pillars in the sky.

However, at this time, the place is very noisy, and the inside and outside are closely watched, lest there are thousands of people coming and going, too busy.

As he approached the shed, he looked back casually, and saw, about a mile away, that there seemed to be a small village, which, with his great foresight, could clearly be seen to contain about a hundred houses.

There is a sharp iron-wood fence on the outskirts of the village, which seems to be used to guard against wild animals. There seemed to be many people gathered at the gate of the village, and they learned wisdom curiously.

"What is this place, why don't you let Fang Lang in?" He said, "What is this place, why don't you let Fang Lang in?"

A middle-aged man said: "This is the place where the Holy Son lives temporarily, enter here until you become the son of the Holy Son."

The boy turned around and looked at the small village, a little uncertain: "This is where the Son of God lives, and sons can only live in such a place, so where does Fang Lang live?"

"Where do you live?" The middle-aged man said, "You have no place to live. Now go to the grass shed in front to sell some supplies and find a place to live outside the shed!"

After hearing what the middle-aged man said, the teenagers around immediately looked at each other, and couldn't help asking, "Why?" Why didn't Fang Lang find a place to live? "

The middle-aged man said: "There is no reason, this is the rule, well, you can all go, don't surround yourself with the influence of your son's illness, if you don't understand anything, go to the stone in front of the thatched shed to have a look!" "

Amidst the wave of elation of the middle-aged people, most of the teenagers showed strong disappointment and confusion, which slowly dissipated.

He smiled and said: "The broken place needs the son's son to enter. He doesn't have to go. The place where he can live now seems to be this straw hut. Then, let Fang Lang take a look at the broken stone tablet first." ..