"Huhuhu~~!"

Wind.

Listening with both ears, I fell in love with the sound of the wind, so people listened to it so intoxicated, so they were so obsessed, their eyes were not closed, their faces were raised, and this look seemed to be really intoxicated.

"Hey~!"

But the sigh is the intoxicated sigh of this intoxicated face.

This Yang, the slight closure of this eye, what kind of obsessive and intoxicated look, this is just another manifestation of a sad face.

sighed, his eyes were dark, how could he get the word 'sorrow'.

I actually forgot the direction.

I rushed out in a hurry, but the moment I climbed into the clouds was indeed awakened, the most fundamental question, where should I go?

It doesn't matter where I go, the point is where she is, where should I go to find her?

That's it.

I was in the air, and just like that, I couldn't breathe because of this big problem, and just like that, I was pressed to the ground by it.

The footsteps were lifted several times.

Fall.

The footsteps are lifting.

Or fall.

Still, stepping, not walking.

Hesitating, not knowing where to go, in the end many places were conceived, but in the end, many places were denied, and there would definitely be no hers there.

Why is it so sure?

Gut feeling!

Well, I actually believed in this intuition, and the result of believing was that I still stood on the ground like this and sighed and died, where will I go?

"Whew~~!"

The wind does not stop, and the wind seems to have a direction.

Smell.

The nose is slightly wrinkled, and the smell of the wind is full of sweet, sour, bitter and bloody, and there is nothing different from the breath just now, but in it, there is indeed a name that comes to mind.

That origin.

The origin of his own love-hate entanglement, Yiyang City, there.

Is this the first time you think of this name? Do you not think of it in the air? Do you still not think of it between the steps that rise and fall?

Oh, it must have been in the few denials.

"Yiyang City~!"

In the end, there is no way to avoid it, it is still said by itself, or it is unavoidable, it seems that he has already decided that there must be traces of tolerance in that place.

She was born and raised in Si, and it is normal to have a trace of her there.

"Huh~!"

Then, look for this abnormality with your own abnormality, bite the teeth in your mouth, and immediately rise from the ground, whirring with the wind, as if they are sure that their direction will not be wrong.

The wind is blowing urgently~!

The wind blows people and people get sick~!

Go there, run there, that place, in my own mind, can be described as the coldest place, that place, can be described as the darkest place in the world, I want to be afraid there, I want to be there I gritted my teeth.

It's hateful and ruthless.

It's been so long, and I haven't caught him yet.

The next time I had the chance, I must kill him to relieve the anguish and troubles in my heart, but the road is too far, and when I think about it, he will never appear, and when it is not convenient to kill, he really comes out.

When it was inconvenient, I wanted to kill, but he could always escape by unexpected means.

"Whew~!"

Breath, disturb the wind.

Blink for a thousand miles, a hundred miles in an instant.

Right now, a lot of strange mountains and rivers have been left behind, and in front of me, there is already a white mist that is always so clean that it has evolved and risen.

It is followed by the Red Maple Zenye Temple.

This is a familiar place, and when this familiarity is approached, then soon that black familiarity is not far away, and it will soon be seen.

In the blink of an eye, the white mist was behind him.

In an instant, black was in front of me.

In a 'blink' or an 'instant,' you will go in, Han Xian, you can be verified all the way, if Qin Murong will really come to this place where even the wind is afraid to approach.

"Whew~~!"

There is sound movement.

Is it 'blinking', or 'instantaneous', is it in?

Standing, standing is the footsteps fall to the ground, the face is bitter and hateful, the face is gloomy and ugly, the face is so cold, the heart is so cold, and the frost is frosty.

"Huh~!"

Teeth cutting, Han Xian, is your look cold?

"Whew~!"

It seems to be true, and there is really a mouthful of old white mist from his mouth, cultivating the Dao, seeking immortality, they are already the Nine Realms of Condensing Immortals, and they are already people who want to be kings, and they are actually afraid of the cold.

"Giggle~~!"

It was a secret bite to hide the trembling of his teeth, and his face was gloomy and ruthless, and he roared in his heart and asked, "Are you afraid?"

Fear?

Isn't this a look of fear!

I was a little scared to see her.

I seem to be scared to see this place.

I was even more afraid to see her in this place.

Have you been accused of being frightened and blamed?

I, Han Xian, am not afraid of death, how can I be afraid of this, I am yelling in my heart that I am not afraid of everything, but my mind has indeed fallen.

'From now on, we will break it off!!'

We are enemies henceforth, this sentence, this abomination, I have been humiliated a hundred times in it, and I have suffered a thousand things in it.

"Huh~!"

Facing the cold front, his footsteps moved, trying not to tremble when he walked, trying not to panic in his steps, step by step, his body was swallowed up by the darkness of Yiyang City that seemed to last forever.

In the end, I still went in.

"Whew~~!"

Do you want to go in?

Did you go in, but just after the moment the back disappeared, the person's face came out again, and he came out with unbelief.

Think about it.

Think about it and think about it.

In the end, they all converged into one: "No~~, there is no inside?"

No? What is not, is there no trace of Rong Ruo?

Han Xian is here for this, naturally his current look is for this, really I went in, I went in and took a look several times, but I didn't see a single living person, there must not be a single figure inside.

There isn't one here, so where?

"Huh~!"

Ya Liche didn't know that the face was cold and turned around suddenly, and this time the footsteps were much more panicked, and after a step, whether it was vague or not steady, he jumped forward in a hurry.

So how long will it be this time?

"Whew~!"

In front of me is black, the earth is black, and the sky is black, but this color is indeed the color of the sun, shining on the ground, broken walls, and the sky, all kinds of ghosts and grievances are entangled.

Black sun.

It's the sun, and it's adding layers of black light to the coldness of this place.

I have learned about these coldness just now, and it is precisely because of these cold existences that I believe that there is no vitality in them.

Since it's all determined by identification, why are you still coming in?

It's true, but after thinking about it, I actually have a skeptical attitude towards this truth, is there really no such thing?

Look for!

This time I made up my mind, not only to look for it, but also to accompany the footsteps.

Walk.

Yiyang City, through the streets and alleys, although the frost and snow here are broken, but there are also shadows of the streets, and there are pavilions on both sides of the street, although they are broken, but they cannot deny their existence.

But whether it's a street or a pavilion, there must be no one here, so what's there?

Guess what?

Anyway, it's not a ghost, but there are too many things in the world that are more terrible than ghosts, too many, and it happens that Yiyang is rich in terrible things.

"Whew~!"

A little wind blows.

Flirtatious.

"Pounding, pounding, pounding~~~!"

The sound of the wind teases the ears, the sound of the explosion and the heart beats endlessly, is the cold at the back of the head the wind teasing the ears, the coldness behind the ears is so weird.

Yiyang City.

The streets and pavilions here used to be a place for human beings to live, but now with this virtue and color, it is naturally impossible for people to survive, so what is blowing behind the ears now?

I don't know what it is.

I don't squint, I don't dare to look.

I continued to stare and walked forward, and it continued to float, and continued to blow very boringly behind my ears, what the hell do you want to do?

Do?

Get your attention.

We also need to be reincarnated, and we don't want to torture this land that gave birth to me and raised me forever with resentment, Han Xian, Qin Mu, Lin, Bai, and Lan, you have taken them away, why do you favor one over the other, why don't you take us on the path of purification, this is an unwilling question.

This question is not just floating on the back of the head.

On both sides of the street, there are a lot of clothes.

On both sides of the street, there are so many pale, so many faces, so many eyes.

They are sharp, their faces are lowered, their eyes are raised, they stare at themselves with empty eyes, look, they don't speak, they open their mouths, they breathe.

"Whew~~!"

Voices in the back of the head, in front of the eyes, on the side, overhead.

Han Xian, did you hear that?

"Huh~!"

The teeth are cut, the fists are clenched, the arms are shaking, and the eyes are finally no longer shooting straight forward, sweeping left and right, sweeping back and forth, sweeping sideways, every inch.

But there is a pair of empty eyes waiting for you in every inch of place~!

"What do you look at~~!"

Finally, I couldn't help it, and my mouth exploded and roared, but the tenacity of this voice really created the timidity under my feet, and I didn't move forward, but retreated.

One-step.

One-step.

In one step, is it another time to want to run?

"Huhuhu~~!"

The sound of breathing, taking a deep breath of coldness and spitting out a mouthful of coldness, the mouth has already been very dry, but the throat is indeed swallowing saliva again and again.

"Whew~. ”

His mouth was breathing, and he was already roaring: "It's me Han Xian who owes you, yes, I should have come to pay it back, yes, I should have paid it back a long time ago, so I'll take you away now." ”

"Buzz~!"

The sun moves and is centered on the backbone.

However, the throbbing derivation of this sun front is indeed not the force of repulsion, but the sucking of devouring.

Han Xian, what do you want to do, do you want to forcibly plug it, the backbone is the center, is it wishful thinking to reappear in the past, and use your own backbone to carry the resentment of this place?

Right.

That's what I thought.

I'm doing that, too.

The sun is leading, the group is resentful, they are attracted by the real Korean first floated over, the shadow is fluttering, the resentment is chaotic, they are coming, but they are not empty-handed.

Pale.

Pale.

Teeth.

"Huh~~!"

The invisible bite is tangible, because the wish can move the heavens, the earth, the sun and the moon, but in the end, it is true that the heaven and the earth have long been ruthless, and a person's enthusiasm is destined to be cold.

Backbone.

Those resentful don't care about your Han Xian's backbone, they don't go in, they are close to their bodies, are the teeth cutting, biting, from any place where they can be mouthed.

The hair scalp is good, too.

Even the soles of the arms and feet, don't let go.

"Whew~!"

The heart is spinning, how can this resentment be contained by the backbone, forcibly plugging is naturally just a futile torture, falling is inevitable, and the black face is close to the black of the land is certain.

It's cold here.

Assimilation, Han Xian's body is as cold.