023 Night It's cold, don't be a eunuch
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"I don't accept it, I don't accept !!"
On the top of Yunyang Mountain, Ying Tianxiao was already scarred, and Xiao Han's feet stepped on his body fiercely, but no matter how hard Xiao Han tried, even Ying Tianxiao's leg bones were almost broken by Xiao Han, but there was still no fear in his unyielding expression. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
"If I don't accept it, I won't accept anyone if I laugh at it!!"
The unwilling roar made Xiao Han frown again and again, he didn't know how many times he had trampled this unruly kid under his feet, but every time he defeated this kid, in just a few days, he would challenge again, and after being defeated, he would go back to recuperate for a few days and come back.
In this regard, Xiao Han was also annoyed, and a few traces of coldness slowly appeared on his cold face.
"If you don't accept it, then die!"
In Sen Ran's tone, a sword light flashed, and the sharp blade pierced Ying Tianxiao's skin and pierced Ying Tianxiao's muscles and bones.
The sharp pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, the blood that flowed down the marrow......
"Stop, thug!!"
On the side of Yunyang Mountain, a figure slowly appeared.
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Before dawn, in the space-time Internet café by the moat, Xiao Han browsed it, so the novel that had been interrupted for a long time was serialized again.
The Internet fees in the early morning are relatively cheap, and Xiao Han basically came at this time, and he took a look at the book review area.
"Handa, don't wilt, don't be a eunuch, I, Xue Liang, will always support you!"
"I'll wait, I'll wait, wait until the earth is barren, and I will wait until you update!"
"Check in every day, just waiting for you to update!"
"I'll keep following this book, even if you're not updating!"
"Handa, if you don't leave, I won't give up!"
"Han Da, even if you are expelled, you will always be my classmate!
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Every day, Xue Liang would leave a message in the book review area, Xiao Han was suddenly a little moved, the feeling that someone likes his book, the feeling that there are still readers who come to see it every day after the eunuch, it is really moving.
"Xue Liang, thank you, even if it's for you, this book will definitely be finished!"
Xiao Han secretly decided.
Morning.
After dressing his sister, feeding breakfast, and then washing the clothes he had accumulated this week, Xiao Han finally touched his sister's pretty little face, and went out again.
Now that he has been expelled from school, Xiao Han spends most of his time with his sister except for going out to practice.
He would take his sister to the moat to take a walk and watch the fiery sun wheel fall in the sky.
He would also take his sister to the park to enjoy the flowers, watching the snow-white cherry blossoms bloom and wither.
Every time I take my sister out to play, Xiao Han always talks to my sister about everything, such as this is cherry blossoms, Japanese cherry blossoms are the most famous in the world, sooner or later, I will take you to see Japanese cherry blossoms.
Another example: it was the setting sun, and when it fell, it was as red as blood, but after the blood was red, it was darkness.
I really don't have to say anything, he tells the story of his past life, how he killed the Quartet with the Ice Divine Sword in his hand, and how he was happy and vengeful.
No matter what Xiao Han says, Xiao Xin'er always listens very patiently, she will not question or refute, she believes every word Xiao Han says.
She couldn't speak, she never made a sound, and even if she accidentally fell and the sharp stone cut through her snow-white skin, she wouldn't snort in pain, she would only frown her pretty brow.
Every day, she lives in her own world, in the world that Xiao Han told him.
She was always so quiet, quietly listening, quietly watching, there was never a thing that could make a smile on her face, and there was never a thing that could make her beautiful eyes contain a few shy tears.
Perhaps, she doesn't know what crying is, she doesn't know what laughter is, and she doesn't know what loneliness is.
Because her world is all lonely.
Like a child who has never seen the light, how can he know what is light and what is dark?
Facing the morning glow, mixed with the nectar under the morning sun, Xiao Han slowly walked towards the mountain.
After these days of cultivation, Xiao Han found that the higher the place, the more intense the Xuan power, so Xiao Han would go to the mountains to cultivate every day.
It was the May Day holiday, and there were more people coming out to play. But it's only six or seven o'clock now, and most of the people are still in bed at this time to reminisce about last night's warmth! There are quite few tourists.
Suddenly, Xiao Han suddenly looked behind him, only to see several figures in the woods flickering like cheetahs. The speed is almost comparable to Xiao Han, who cultivates Xuan power!
"How is it possible?" Xiao Han was stunned, he had always thought that this technological society was just ordinary people like Xue Liang, but what he saw today was much beyond Xiao Han's imagination.
Because, an ordinary person, will never be able to reach such a terrible speed.
Xiao Han saw clearly, there were about three people, the person in front was a young man about the same age as him, a little embarrassed, looking behind him with a look full of vigilance, Xiao Han secretly guessed, it is estimated that the two people behind him are chasing him!
The man behind him stumbled under his feet, his body shot out like a cannonball, and he flew up and kicked directly at the boy in front of him.
The young man was startled, his body instantly lowered, and he rolled on the ground, dodging the man's fierce blow.
"Bang!" the man's long legs kicked on a big tree, and the sawdust was scattered, and the big tree with several people hugging him broke off like this.
Xiao Han was really shocked, this power, even if he used the Xuanjie Martial Arts, it was nothing more than that! This should not be something that ordinary people could achieve at all. Who are they?
A mystic who has crossed over?
Xiao Han immediately vetoed it, because he didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of Xuan power.
Who are they?
Xiao Han became more and more puzzled, looking at their strength far beyond ordinary people, Xiao Han couldn't help frowning.
He had a faint feeling that these people would become the biggest obstacle in their Fantasy Transformation Plan!
This world seems to be far from being as simple as it seems!
Xiao Han's face was a little solemn, and he was even more determined to keep a low profile.
"Yue'er, how is the sunrise in the river and sea?" On the rugged mountain road, an off-road vehicle slowly drove down the mountain, which is a gentle dirt mountain, but there is a road that can lead to the top of the mountain.
However, this road is rugged and difficult, and ordinary cars may not be able to go up.
Just as the middle-aged man in the car was talking, the girl looked in front of her pupils, and a touch of horror suddenly dilated.
"Second uncle, ahead... Before..."
With a bang, the boy who was panicked on the road crashed into the car all of a sudden, and the huge force instantly distorted the hard door, and the off-road vehicle turned over and rolled down the mountain.
The boy got up from the ground and knocked over a car, and he got up and fled like a man who had nothing to do, and the two people behind him quickly followed.
It's just that no one saw that where the boy fell, a crystal flashed with a blue glow.
Seeing that they ran away, Xiao Han walked over and picked up the crystal-like blue crystal, a faint blue light circulated in the crystal, Xiao Han looked at it, but he was full of doubts.
Just as Xiao Han was looking at the blue crystal, faintly, a few weak cries for help suddenly came from behind.
"Help...... Save ......"
"Help......
Xiao Han put away the crystal, slowly turned his head, and saw that the off-road vehicle had hit a tree, and only then did he stop the downward trend.
The black Land Rover was already twisted and deformed, and the overturned vehicle was lying on the ground weakly, and the delicate black spray paint was covered with messy scratches of gravel.
Under the big tree that was knocked down, there was broken tempered glass scattered all over the place, and black gasoline flowed all over the ground, among them, there was a faint red blood!
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