It's really okay.

The mysterious master is really right, it's really 'okay'.

The blood in front of me, the bloody demon red, all these bewitching colors are silently saying that this is still something, "okay," this is clearly not too good.

Knife.

Knife.

Knife.

The head.

The head.

The head.

Do you see, the knife cut off the head, everyone's eyes, everyone's eyes all converged on the knife to cut off the head, and the cold knife slashed into the handsome head, do you say it is beautiful?

"Hehe~!"

Looking at this extreme demon red, someone actually laughed, he laughed at cruelty, he laughed even more cruelly, and after the blink of an eye, this cruel look exploded on everyone's face with an unstoppable momentum like an infectious disease.

"Hehe~!"

Laughing like crazy.

Laughing and going crazy.

Such a crazy smile, down to the swaddling baby, they also laugh, only they laugh really beautiful, crazy so beautiful, the reason why they cry impermanence and hold back the cry and smile clearly is completely because their parents are really happy to hold their arms.

Happy, baby beauty.

Down to the baby, up to the old man with a curvature of the spine, the faint old eyes see the color of the sky, Yan Kai is smiling with tears, a lifetime to see today, no regrets in this life.

The old man's eyes were dizzy, in the faintness of tears, his eyes were down, and he dotted on the face of the swaddling baby, and made a total of colors up and down, and the top and bottom were the same smile.

The baby laughed: "Hehe~!"

And the old man laughed with tears, he smiled and whispered: "Child, you have a way to live, child, grow up quickly, you can gallop at will again, hehe, child, we won~~!." ”

Win?

Won???

Is this a win?

Just now, it seems that a long time has passed, but it must be a long time or tonight, the battle that will determine the fate of human beings.

Han Xiantong Shaohao.

They disappeared, Han Xian's sword light was scattered, and after Shao Hao's sword light fell, when people seemed to be invincible, they disappeared, and I don't know how many people pinched a cold sweat for this disappearance.

Han Xian could not be defeated.

If Han first loses, then Yingdu City, which can still shelter from the wind and rain at this moment, will be like a broken straw flying in the wind in a moment, floating into the sky full of sorrow.

The so-called nest has finished eggs.

At that time, the person is dead, and the old man closes his eyes unwillingly, he is not afraid of being buried in the belly of the demon, but he is afraid that his grandchildren will follow in his footsteps.

And now?

Cutting off the head with a knife, is it a win?

Killing the head with a knife, is it a win?

Cutting off the head with a knife, is it a win?

Heads, heads, that's the most important thing, ask everyone in the world, if the head is cut in by such a hero's knife, who can live?

It's dead.

Everyone was sure in their hearts that the demon clan, Shao Hao was dead, at this moment, after a moment of staring at it, the quiet crowd suddenly exploded, and the sound was surging like a monstrous sea of anger.

"Win~~!"

"We've won~~!"

"Whew~~!"

The wind is blowing and whistling, the wind is whining again, in this cool wind, how many pairs of eyes are full of tears, how many cheeks are dripping with tears, crying with joy.

Weeping in this bloody place.

"Win~!"

The people in the sky were roaring, and the people who could stand in the air were also whispering, it was Qingyi who was talking and breathing, she was surprised to see Han Xian's appearance, and she was even more surprised to see the demon knife cut into Shao Hao's head.

Now at this moment, she seems to have understood, and what Xiao Wangzhi said: "It's okay." ’

Since ancient times, there have been masters who love to pretend, they all love to hide deeply, Xiao Wangzhi is affirmed by a master of the Tao, after all, he is standing at the top of the world, but does he also love to pretend?

Was the 'okay' he said at the time really a performance of pretending?

How not?

Don't talk about it just now, let's talk about it now, the gods who are there in the old god have begun to pretend to be deep again, and now everyone is laughing when they see the situation, but Xiao Wangzhi's face has no trace of joy, but is still a little cold.

The cheeks are frosty, and the eyes are cold.

"Hey~!"

Laughter.

Absolutely cold laughter, and when this sound came out, the smile that bloomed on Qingyi's face disappeared in an instant, because this sneer came from the mouth of Allah Win Fish, it was laughing.

Does it have eyes and no beads, is it blind?

Is it not the apprentice who didn't see it with a big knife stuck in his head, and was being dragged to hell by the bull head and horse face, and laughed, is it crazy?

Allah, win the fish.

Is that realm going to go crazy?

I don't know.

So the laughter of the demon in that realm, is this kind of smile also a concentrated embodiment of pretending to be garlic?

Listen, Qingyi also watched, I really wanted to think so, but I don't know why, I just don't dare, I can't even bring up a thought.

Laugh coldly.

The face is cold.

It's really cold, freezing people.

Cold?

Who's the real cold?

Is it the Qingyi who sees with the eyes?

By Xiao Wangzhi's side, she stared, no matter what happened, she was absolutely safe, and her cold face was just worry and fear in her heart.

Who's really cold?

"Poof~!"

The sound, such a slight sound, but because of this slight sound, it really made the hot crowd suddenly calm down, and in the blink of an eye, all those who could see it fell into the cold hole.

Pale.

Every inch is cold.

The face trembled, the corners of the mouth trembled, the knuckles trembled, the hair strands, the nerve endings, everything in the human body trembled, they couldn't believe it.

Muttering: 'How so?'

Whispering: "How so?"

Panic Fear Explosion Panic Frightened Scared, people hissed and cried to the ground: "How can this be?"

What is it?

What was it like, what did their bulging eyes see that made the joyful and cheerful crowd feel as terrified as if they were about to die.

Look.

Everyone's eyes were all fixed on Han Xiantong Shaohao's body, and when they saw the decapitation of the head, people were excited to the sky, and people were crazy as if they had stepped into heaven.

But who would have thought that the distance from heaven to hell was so close, just a blink of an eye, and all the people who were smiling just now were lying on the claws of death and waiting to die.

Go to heaven.

Because they saw the knife and beheaded him, he thought that Shao Hao had gone to hell, so people were excited to go to heaven.

But now.

The broken sword pierced the heart, and everyone, all the people who could see it with their eyes watched as Shao Hao's ice sword came out of Han Xian's back with a crack of flesh and skin.

To hell.

The heart is penetrated.

Did you go to hell?

The heart was pierced, did Han go to hell first?

"Whew~!"

The extreme cold, the wind swirled, passing from Shao Hao's skull top knife, and the wind continued to linger over Han Xian's penetrated back.

Die?

Is this all dead?

The head has been opened, how not to die, the heart has been pierced, how not to die, this is cold, this is also dead, there is no life, there is no possibility of living.

"Woo~!"

Cry.

Can't help crying, Qingyi's face couldn't help tears sliding down, in front of me, the infatuation in my heart was ruthlessly pierced, how can I not cry.

Tears don't want to believe it.

But the eyes confirmed it again and again, and finally the tears of disbelief all fell angrily, and they went to hell with the dead man.

Is it just dead?

"Whew~~!"

The wind is asking, as if the wind doesn't want to believe this fact, so that it is unwilling to pass by the pain of Shaohao and Han Xian's death again and again.

Growing.

The more you blow, the louder it gets.

"Hiss~!"

Slight movement, sudden startling.

Listening to the sound of the wind, seeing that the wind was cracked, and her eyes were filled with tears, Qingyi was suddenly startled, and hurriedly looked at the source, the sound of the wind was around Shao Hao, but it was that the very real body did directly crack a hole.

The wind doesn't stop.

This opening spread rapidly, and then it spread all over the body, the wind was elegant, and the demon whose body was full of cracks could stand on.

The wind blew and the head slipped off the demon knife.

The wind blew and the body was shattered.

The wind blows, the debris in the sky blows sand, and the fall is cold.

The wind blew and only Han Xian was left alone in the wind to be cold and die.

This?

What I saw, everyone stared at it, it was Han Xian who died with Shao Hao just now, but just after the wind blew just now, Shao Hao became fragments and scattered in the air, is this dead?

Everyone is wondering if it's dead.

After all, this is too important, if it dies with Han Xian, then we can still say that we won, because the head of the demon clan was shattered before the human heart was broken, so if we win, then your demon clan is defeated, so you can't fight us, so you have to retreat, but now?

Scattered.

"Hey~~!"

Sneering, sneering, one by one.

Sure enough, the things that people least want to see come true, and the things that people dare not think about the most are slowly taking shape in the distance in front of them.

Slender.

Pretty.

Although the face is covered with scales, I have to say that this is really a very good-looking face.

Shao Hao.

"Boom, boom~~!"

Tooth cut, hate cut, history cut.

This beautiful cheek is too hateful to too many resentful eyes, because its reappearance is a sign that grandpa has lied to the baby baby, and that our euphoria has become the frost and snow that we have lost.

Shao Haosheng died first, and the demon clan won.

"Hey~~!"

The handsome face smiled coldly, and the smiling Shaohao was dismantled, and its long snow-white and demonic hair danced wildly in the fierce wind.

But I don't know if it's because the wind is too strong and it's pulling the scalp, or if it's the reason why I can't say it.

Just in Shao Hao's snow-colored long hair, a red suddenly came out, and in turn, this red killed the hair from the forest and climbed up to the pretty cheeks.

A penny of blood.

Take your time.

Starting from the forehead, it slowly crawled over the cheeks, and then applied the lip blush even more demonic red.

"Hey~!"

Sneering, sneering White Emperor Shaohao, with a movement of his scarlet tongue, sent the blood hanging on his lips into his mouth, licking the blood, like licking blood with a knife.

Everything is cold, and thousands of people are cold.

This behavior, this appearance, is really scary.

"Wow~~!"

Messy, messy, messy.

When the cry started, the city of Yingdu was in turmoil, and I don't know which swaddling baby's mouth this loud cry came from, and I don't know which big mouth this timid cry came from.

The crying was incessant, as if someone was saying that he was dead.

"Hey~~!"

Listening to the sorrowful roar, the demon sneered, and the sneering Shao Hao's gaze never fell on Yingdu City, from beginning to end, Han Xian, although now he seems to be dead.

But as if he was sympathetic, he once again picked up and floated past Han Xian, whose heart was pierced, and said in a low voice: "Are you dead, or do you want to continue to pretend to be dead?"