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Today, it was really too strange. Why was the handsome guy so engrossed in the suffocating library?

Could the library be a treasure trove of the world?

Each handsome guy was specially produced to look like "Pan Yue Song Yu", "Wang Sun General", and "Hou Clan Emperor Sun"?

Look, this old man, he can't take it anymore. I've never seen anyone in the world who could pull something like this to their deaths.

Look, that old man is crazy. I've never seen anyone in the world who could be this crazy.

The powerful spotlight from the great sun shone down, and in the east district, Lago was striding over with big steps. Cypress Pine Lake, dressed in black imperial attire, a beautiful Louis XIII bow tie, high boots with gold stripes, and a dignified demeanor. Even the wind blowing around him permeated with elegance and charm, and a certain ruthlessness and evilness.

It was as if there was no one else present. Standing tall and straight like a dragon or a horse, it was as majestic as the heavens and as majestic as the heavens!

Looking into the distance, Long Zhang, Feng Qi, natural and natural, with a "Xiao Xiao, Su Su, Qing" king's demeanor, walking all the way, the whole place was filled with surprise. The crowd burst into an uproar!

He walked over, and like an absolute overlord, he had the aura of a king. He approached, he neared …

Heavens, he was practically a natural born aristocrat with golden hair. Because he had just washed it, the fragrance of mint wafted over as he moved …

Next was a pair of black sunglasses that shone with a cold silver light. It was filled with a strong sense of mystery, making one unable to resist the urge to explore the mysteries within …

Ah ah ah ah ah, this nose looks like that handsome, stately and upright, the nose as sharp as a mountain range, just like Tang Bohu's landscape painting, brewing wine and ink, dribbling and splashing all over the place, completely revealing a vast and majestic aura!

All of his fine details converged into a gorgeous and perfect painting, while the girls became the greatest admirers of this long scroll. They enjoyed the appreciation of the gods at the bottom of the pyramid, performing the most exquisite tastes and pious worship!

This extravagant peeping made one unable to hold back their joy and extravagance. It turned out to be a gesture!

No one could conceal his majesty, elegance, nobility, and mystery...

Luxury is not a shallow form of extravagance for him, as the phrase" Paris will make a rich man in ten days, and not a noble for ten years, "suggests. It is not a word made up solely of money.

It was because of him that he was able to experience it fully. Regardless of whether it was an unbridled or a handsome person, the most intuitive explanation of luxury was none other than to feel his extraordinary elegance at this moment.

He pursed his lips. There was a hint of freshness to the slightly raised lips, because there was even a drop of milky white milk on them … It made him want to secretly kiss her …

However, he slightly frowned with a sullen look on his face, as if someone owed him twenty or eighty thousand yuan for his death. He reckoned that this handsome young man, who was one of the best of the best, was in the midst of his anger … Therefore, it was best not to offend him …

He passed through the encirclement of the girls, as if he was used to this kind of crazy scene. No one could stop him, no one could stop him, there was nothing to stop him …

Following that, the black mass toppled over one after another, creating a continuous "domino effect". The girls were startled one after another. She was so excited that she fainted.

On the other side came a handsome man in a red striped cloak, followed by a group of Red Guards.

These days, why did they always produce such pampered and handsome men who needed careful protection?

He walked casually forward, his red cloak painted with the pattern of flames, his left collar and right trouser leg adorned with a wreath of "rosé flowers"; his scepter in his hand, the aristocratic air, imperceptibly added to his new dignity, his power, his arrogance; his purple eyes, tinged with gray, his frivolous slanting eyes, with a breathtaking brilliance. This seemingly careless glance actually contained arrogance within it as it eagerly searched through all the things that interested it …

There was a cigarette hanging from the corner of his plump mouth. The bright red cigarette butt flickered as it reflected the deep facial features of his blade. He exhaled a circle of smoke that faintly diffused outwards … Ambiguous Rain …

This kind of noble man with the temperament of a decadent scoundrel, suddenly attracted the attention of the crowd. With just a glance, it was a photographic memory!

It was as if this was the role model for bad guys. They could be completely bad, or they could be dropped to the ground. One could become completely arrogant if he were to fall to the ground. It was so wild that it was suffocating. No one could be this beautiful even when they were so determined to be bad!

Just like the setting sun. Although the sunset was near dusk, its destruction was tragic and dazzling. It was unrestrained and unrestrained, and it only existed for it, before it passed away …

Dusk. If there was no sunset, then there would be no sound.