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Excalibur enchants arcade game.
Author: Ao Lei
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Update time 2012-8-1512: 37: 25 words: 1835
Fire, the burning fire burns the broken wall and dances as fiercely as the generated hatred;
Blood, gurgling blood, washing away the rubble of the brick wall, just like the lost history carved in the crevices of the stone.
Those deep red blood, gathered into a trickle, slowly flowing through, stubbornly resisting the burning of the flame.
The flying sparks, the collapsed beams and the crackling sound of charcoal burning seem to announce that a once famous family is showing off its past glory for the last time.
Thick black smoke, everywhere, extends in the night, but it is darker than the night. It's like endless despair dancing in the air. The shadow of death pervades. ...
The strong young man closed his eyes and stood in front of the fire. Under the care of the fire, the strong muscles reflect the bronze light. The young man locked his thick eyebrows, clenched his fist hard, and the blood vessels on his arm were so tight that they seemed to burst; The bones crunched as if they could crush the hardest rock. In front of me, in the center of the main hall of this house, there is a plaque that says "property is in charge of the world" and it is crumbling in the fire. ...
He, Zhu Xinghan, is the only son of Zhu Yiquan Zhen. My father acted bravely and offended countless wicked people, but he didn't agree and suffered such bad luck. Fortunately, a few months ago, my master and I went to Yuhang to do business, only to escape the disaster of mass annihilation. However, revenge, such a heavy burden, fell mercilessly on his young shoulders.
Next to Yi, Zhu Xinghan's master and guest of Zhujiajian, holding the horse in one hand, calmly observed the surrounding bodies. The dead died in different ways, but they were all extremely tragic-some purple-black limbs seemed to have been frostbitten, and blue-green blood oozed from the wounds of poisoned bodies and stuck to the edges. ...
Don't forget to adopt it.