✓ Plane hot pot restaurant

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When the shop closed, Yi Bo stood outside the door separated by a wall, raised his hand and plucked the string of ice crystal wind chimes that waited for customers every day in the morning sun.

The fragile wind chimes shattered to the ground.

The plane shuttle was activated, and the carbon-based human body could not bear it, and was easily shattered in the plane void, and disappeared without a trace.

It's as if there has never been a person in the world.

Then his eyes went dark, he lost consciousness, felt his soft fingertips rubbing against him, and gently wiped his face for himself, muttering with concern to see if he was injured.

Smiling weakly and cutely, holding a handful of staff meal coupons, saying that it was super delicious, can it be exchanged for helping to wash the dishes, and then added in a whisper even more humbly, saying that it was not one or two bowls, but a lot of bowls.

In a hurry, he went to change the dressing, squatted

there, his skirt fell to the ground, like a small mushroom, and stuffed the rice in the medicine jar, and he wanted to fill every gap in the plane salary box.

Soaking in the bathtub, I was so tired that I fell asleep, my black hair fell off my shoulders, and my skin was fair, and it flickered.

hurriedly dressed out, his long hair was slightly wet, he obediently leaned up his face, and waited for the water to automatically wash his face.

Then the entire store, together with the little tree man, and Zhong Youyou, were destroyed by the profound Taoist Li Daochang.

It was dark again, and when he opened his eyes, he was busy changing the bed of the Tranquility Wood Qingyin Mantra, holding the bath bucket and begging for the temperature of the water.

Then the entire shop, along with the little tree man, and the ash bird, were cut down by the elder of the Jindan period with a sword, and their souls were scattered.

In the second illusion, the details of the deaths of all Yi Bai's relatives, all the eyes, and all the conversations are exactly the same in the eighty-one reincarnations, and they are lifelike.

Every time, every time, the order of death, the cause of death, the scene of death, is exactly the same.

Because it's all true, it's really happened, it's memories that keep repeating itself.

It didn't leave any room for imagination.

And now, in the third environment, Zhong Youyou has witnessed one hundred and eight ways of death for himself.

None of them were repeated, because she hadn't really died in front of Yibai.

The first illusion is to destroy the nursing home he is worried about.

But the illusion of the nursing home is shattered in the outermost circle, because it does not belong exclusively to Yibai.

He chose to carry it there because Dr. Cheng had done his best to save his grandmother.

But the nursing home in the last days, that is not the preciousness and beauty of Yibai.

The second illusion is the repeated loss of his loved ones.

Because these are the preciousness and beauty that belong to Yibai.

It's his parents, his grandparents, and his grandparents.

It's a memory of him alone.

But he still remembered that these were just repeats, because all his loved ones, he had already lost.