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And now he thinks that he has really forgotten, he is really stupid, and for a while he feels that he has become a part of Daohua and follows the impact again and again, and sometimes he is really the soul who is anxiously staring.

The eyes are stupid, and the brain is stupidly anxious.

But is it useful to be anxious?

For everything on his body, every change in that tree, Han Xian knew it well, but because he knew it, this urgency was really appropriate, and it was really top.

knew that the leaf buds were growing minute by minute, but Han Xian knew that the growth of the leaf buds was too slow.

The eyes blink and close, and it feels like a long, long time has passed, but when I open it, the changes are only subtle and too subtle, and this waiting is a gradual madness process.

Guan Hanning must not feel that he has been crying for several years, but Han Xian in the star map has already felt that decades have passed, and his heart remembers where he is, and the ridicule flashed on his face: "Is it that the body has turned into dry bones." ”

In the end, Han Xian was still worried, but he also knew very well in his heart that he must not be dead, otherwise he would not be worried, he would have already returned to the ground, and the 'Demon Knife' in the Dao Tree understood Han Xian's anxiety at this moment, he thought that it would be a long time since his eyes were closed, but in fact it was just a blink of an eye.

And there is still joy, between blinking and closing eyes again and again, the seventh leaf bud of the Dao tree can be called a leaf bud, the joy in Han Xian's eyes is indescribable, the excitement flashes with his eyes, green wraps blood, and blood is also wrapped in green, even if his face is not fully unfolded, Han Xian also feels a strange vigor hidden from it.

Of course, it feels strange.

At this moment, the eyes of the 'Demon Knife' hidden in the Dao Tree also flashed with excitement, after all, Han Xian's seventh Dao Leaf was the new home set by his 'Demon Knife', otherwise there would not be one side that was completely rendered red.

Although I have seen too many derivations and transformations of the Tao, I still have to say that every time there is a strangeness hidden in it.

The star map has been emitted by the Dao Tree's red glow and green light shining very strangely, and it is obvious that at the last moment, the leaf petals that were originally curled together are about to separate.

Suddenly, Han Xian's gaze was full of horror, and the originally calm new leaf buds trembled slightly, but this was just the beginning, and then the entire Dao tree swayed.

There is no wind in the star map, and there is no cold rain.

Han Xian, who could be closely related to Dao Shu, felt his coldness, and the haze instantly rushed to his upper cheeks, and his eyes were covered with horror when they were neutral.

His eyes stared at the bud bud of the seventh leaf without blinking, why was the tip a little yellowish, Han Xian knew in his heart that it could not be delicate, it was corrupt and withered and hidden in it.

At this moment, not only Han Xian was anxious, but even the well-informed 'Demon Knife' also couldn't understand why the new life contained death.

Although the 'Demon Sword' knows that even the Tao has a withering end, so there are so many people who are pursuing the opportunity for immortality one after another.

For Han Xian, the 'Demon Knife' can be said to be a roundworm in his stomach, omniscient, omniscient.

He understood the toxins hidden in the 'Condensing Dew', which was as light as water, and even knew the effect of the nucleus engraved on the skin, but he was also very clear that even if they did Han Xian all kinds of harm and no benefit, they must not have affected the growth and derivation of the Dao.

Before the old age, the smile of loss still spreads on the cheeks of the 'demon knife'.

And now the most disappointed is of course Han Xian, because only he knows deeply that Dao Shu is still working hard, and Dao Hua in the blood line is still rushing to the tip one after another.

But Han Xian, who knows everything, knows even more about the terrible place, and the end is decay.

This kind of fearless forward and subsequent rush is a kind of tragedy, just like the passionate singing warrior rushing into the sea without hesitation, even if he has the idea of filling the sea, he can rush into it, only to know that it is just wishful thinking.

And the seventh leaf also stopped growing.

Han Xian was unwilling, his pale smile spread on his cheeks, his eyes were still staring at the seventh leaf, could it be that this was his seventh realm, although he could still feel the strong power, but Han Xian knew more clearly that it was uncontrollable, let alone for his own use, and such a seventh realm was not ridiculous?

But ridiculousness can't last long on Han Xian's face, and a trace of cold sweat hangs on his cheeks.

At this moment, not only Dao Shu felt the cold, but even Han Xian himself felt an eternal cold sweeping over his body, because the little yellowing on the seventh Dao leaf in his eyes was expanding little by little.

Did the Dao Tree's successive Daohua nourish the withering?

Of course, Han Xian couldn't believe it, and his panic had already resounded throughout the origin of the star map: "Stop me!"

Although they were originally one, Han Xian at this moment was like an emperor who had been ousted from the throne, no matter how loudly he shouted, all he got was merciless ridicule.

Dao Ye is still enthusiastic and high-pitched, and the yellowish on the leaf surface is still deriving a little.

Even if Han Xian's heart was anxious and flustered at this moment, he should know the development of the consequences, although the yellowish on the leaf was slowly derived, it would definitely swallow the entire leaf at some point, or it was more likely to swallow the entire Dao tree.

Maybe he didn't dare, maybe Han Xian thought that this was a dream, the Seven Realms were far away from him, or maybe that bit of yellowness was just visual fatigue.

So the naïve man, once again, closed his eyes.

But my heart has already been filled with anxiety, how can I calmly wait for the calming of my thoughts, and my eyelids are slightly opened, but regret has occupied the entire eye socket with this point.

The withering yellow was still continuing, and it was expanding frantically with the help of Han Xian's short time of closing his eyes.

Concern is chaotic, and the slight yellow did not get much closer by the time Han Xian closed his eyes, but in Han Xian's heart, one point of crossing the line is considered to be beyond the whole.

There was a hint of madness in his anxious gaze, and the soul's hand was stretched out tremblingly.

What did Han Xian want to do, that resolute face was written very clearly, since it couldn't provide it with any benefit, then pull it out.

Since it is a cancer that steals everything, break it.

I was a little crazy in my heart, and I cried: "This is not my Seven Realms, if I fold it, I can do it again." ”

When the thought came to his heart, Han Xian, who had been struggling in the water for a long time, would definitely regard him as a lifesaver, I don't know if it was right, but he must not have thought that this would be the wrong start.

The struggling 'Demon Knife's face in pride and frustration will definitely not be inferior to Han Xian's, obviously feeling that hope has been slowly growing, but now?

The 'Demon Knife' must have also thought about helping Han Xian, after all, the hope in his heart was not good with the taste in front of him.

But the 'Demon Knife', which had been floating in the waves for a long time, also didn't know the origin of everything, let alone where to start, and he could only watch.

Seeing it, it was a kind of torture, so Han Xian chose to die.

In Han Xian's eyes, a touch of yellowish on that leaf was a snake and scorpion, and at this moment, his trembling hand was about to touch him, and he wanted to strangle it in the cradle.

Every point of proximity is an accumulation of courage.

Han Xian's heart had been tormented by the complete decay of the Dao Tree and then his own misery, it turned out that he could discard his beloved spear, but he must not have been able to imagine another dimming of the star map.

But these did not give Han Xian courage, but confused the tenacity of determination.

Han Xian must have wanted to struggle and hesitate for a while, but when his eyes looked at the dazzling yellow, his hesitation collapsed, and he was already the size of a fingernail.

And the heart believes that the withering will not end in the seventh leaf, and they are the plague that will definitely infect the entire Dao seedling with withered yellow.

Although I was determined to cry out for courage in my heart, the trembling of my arms was still very tenacious.

The distance is far away and there is an end, the speed is slow, and there is also a time, as long as it is close to one point, the seventh leaf can be caught and grasped by the probe.

Finally, the pupils were flushed with blood red, maybe the 'demon knife' also meant that.

Do you want to scratch it?

Ye didn't give Han Xian this chance, and just when his trembling fingers touched Dao Ye, the withered yellow was like taking a great tonic, and the originally slow speed suddenly became a flood beast.

Those Daohua, who were in the blood line, were dragged towards the withering madness without their own eagerness, and this distance must be short.

Han Xian's eyes did not close, and the seventh leaf was completely dyed yellow, and sure enough, what he knew in his heart had become the result arrangement, and the entire Dao tree was the end of the withering.

Han Xian's eyes still hadn't closed, but what was presented in front of him at this moment was a disastrous withered yellow, maybe it only needed a hint of wind for this withered yellow to become a light sand.

"Haha, haha!"

This must be great compassion, so there will be no tears in the corners of the eyes.

And this must be great compassion, which is why the smile is so crazy.

Maybe he didn't dare to look, but he didn't dare to think about it, Han Xian's eyes were still closed, but those disturbances were indeed not isolated by his eyes to fit into his brain.

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