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A little bit of bright beauty.

There is only one point of beauty, and that is a loneliness.

Then its beauty should be understood more as a kind of abandonment by the public, how many pairs of eyes are peeping in the dark? It's hard to know, and how many eyes are snickering in the dark? It's also hard to know.

Dark.

There is so much darkness that it is impossible to know what is hidden without a glimmer of light.

And now?

"Whew~~. ”

Xingming wiped a red light, and the person who had always wanted to leave finally got what he wanted and left.

"Hey~~. ”

The back sighed, and her footsteps did not stop in a hurry.

It's more of a fear, an escape from fear.

She did not choose to make up for her mistakes, but ran away irresponsibly.

I hope she can get what she wants, and I hope she can keep running.

And what about the stars?

It's unprecedentedly bright, so God knows where he's hiding, and this dreamlike beauty is like a lighthouse, guiding the way home.

Home?

There are too many wanderers, and they have always left to return home.

Their wanderings are called 'Exploration,' and there must be too many untouched places in such bright stars, such beautiful beings.

Well, here he comes.

Well, he was curious.

Curiosity indulges greed.

Greed ignites blood.

Blood is always like a dream, it seems to exist forever in people's dreams, when you can't see it and haven't burned your body, you can sigh for a long time that others in the world are too sad, he lives in a dream, but one day he is touched by blood, and the flames burn him, and people become a long sigh in the dream in his mouth.

In dreams.

Many people wish to live in a dream rather than wake up.

At this moment, Han Xian has the courage to kill everything, swept away everything, from now on the first in the world, from now on the four seas surrendered, the world is unified, do you have the surname Han?

In a dream?

In a dream in front of my eyes.

I'm punching and kicking.

I'll get it in my hand.

From now on, I have the world, like a dream, like an illusion.

False?

There is no doubt about this, this is simply fake, and his body is still very stable on the Tiance Monument and waiting for his heart to dry and dry.

This 'etc' has not been touched.

But for now.

The demons danced wildly and worshiped Yagong Nuwa, who was surrounded by her, and she was indeed moving all the time.

He hugged back and forth, his head was holding his own exclusive signboard, showing off his mighty advance, every trace of smoke emitted was a kind of bone-penetrating smug, Nuwa-shaped snake body in the air left and right, floating out of exaggerated symbols, front and back pawns, taking a step, trembling three times, in which the slightest hint of revealing the arrogant domineering is asking who dares to block?

Hanging on the wall yourself don't dare.

I didn't dare to jump like a dragon as I imagined.

Because this hot heart knows very clearly that it is impossible for him to do everything with three fists and two feet as he imagined.

As long as you dare to move.

Maybe they'll be able to handle themselves in one go.

No, perhaps, this is simply the truth of reason.

Because of this truth, it made Han Xian's heart cold, this cold heart was freezing through his blood, and this cold heart made Han Xian's heart that had fought hard for the front line withered.

Fight until now.

It may be too tired, or it may be too emaciated.

This person has long been a strong outsider, and this person seems to be much worse than before.

Let's keep watching.

"Huh~~. ”

Gnash one's teeth.

More than a dozen people gritted their teeth, they used to have masks on their faces, so they were called demon gods, and now the mask burned and sublimated into the true body of the demon god, but the hideous look of the demon god was indeed reproduced without reservation.

The faces are earnest, the faces are eager, the faces are worried, and the faces are crazy.

Have mixed feelings about.

They are afraid, worried that the only remaining biggest reliance will not be able to get the result they want.

But their madness is very convinced that they will definitely win, they will definitely kill Sheng Sushuang, and they will definitely kill him.

Certain?

From what and on what basis is this 'certain' determined?

I've given so much.

So much is because he did not hesitate to become a sinner in heaven and earth, so much because he fulfilled so much blood, and so much because he actually paid so much.

Shouldn't it?

Can't you get the success you have dreamed of at all costs?

"It must be done!"

Gritted his teeth and gritted his teeth in a frightened voice.

"It must be done!"

The voice of eagerness in the hysteria.

Either way, it's a pray, they're praying that their efforts will be rewarded, so God knows hear me, has it ever been merciful?

The sky is forever gloomy, and I don't know day or night.

The sky seems to say that it was accidentally disabled, and it was absent and did not see.

Then it can't be heard.

"Huh~~. ”

Sound.

It was still the sound of gritting teeth, but this time it was no longer the bull ghosts and snake gods who belonged to those young rats, this was Han Xian's teeth trembling coldly in his mouth.

Not as good as it used to be?

Who is it?

Chilled heart?

My heart has a sea, against him, against the Yagongzi, I Han Xian can't lose, I don't want to die now.

I haven't married her yet.

Ruo'er hasn't married me yet.

Who said that those can only survive in dreams, who said that they can only live in dreams, I, Han Xian, are already in the four realms of Ning Immortals, and I have my bravery.

"Ah~~. ”

Accidentally.

Expected madness.

Madness wants to prompt the blood to rush away from everything.

Han Xian gave up his defense and indulged everything.

Eight formations of breath held their breath, and they were shocked by this sudden howl, and immediately everyone's faces were as embarrassed as swallowing bed bugs, and their eyes were staring at Han Xian's body like ghosts.

"Heh~. ”

Sneer.

The ghost's sneer.

It was they who couldn't help but sneer sarcastically on their worried faces after seeing Han Xian's madness.

'They seem to look down on themselves?'

'They don't seem to care about themselves?'

It's true.

"Whew~~. ”

The blood in his throat was surging, his eyes were staring like a demon, staring at the eyes full of indifference, his heart was unbearable, and he roared in his mouth: "Ya Gongzi, you can't win me, you will definitely die under my hands." ”

Dream talk?

Ya Gongzi, who has been transformed into a statue of Nuwa, is alive and vibrant, hugging before and after, showing off his might, and himself, hanging in the air and waiting for the air to dry, what else do you use to win him at this moment.

Own means.

"Hum~~. ”

Just as Han Xian's mouth stopped, just as Gu Jun and their indifference were not cut, Han Xian's face protruded crimson and sultry, burning like fire.

Hot.

Hot.

The body is like the top of the sun, such as in the hearth, like in the boiling water oil pot.

At this moment, Han Xian's body is a pot, but what is boiled is not oil, it is the blood-colored ocean in the star map, at this moment, his tricks are useless, only this can still be a game, only this one has a chance to struggle.

That's Bo.

What a struggle.

"Whew~~. ”

The star map blood ocean is rolling hot, the blood is foggy, and people are crazy, Han Xian in the fog is like a ghost, his red eyes are like beasts, there is only madness in it, and there is no half of reason in it.

Man is like a beast.

Han Xian, who ignited the blood heat, was a beast.

The beast is simple in its thinking.

Live.

Kill.

They are all looking for their own death, so naturally they are not killing for their lives at this moment.

"Boom~~. ”

The demon is Han Xianzhen like a dragon, and he still nails the Xuanyuan sword on his chest, but it is indeed a dragon and a tiger jumping out, and the demon knife is fierce in his hand.

"Kill. ”

The roar of the human beast.

Jumping into a blood-colored meteor, he rushed to the front of the Nuwa ghost group in an instant, and Chi You blocked the front, he blocked his way forward.

"Whew~~. ”

Akari is illusory.

Fraud in blood.

The hideous face is in front of him at the moment, but it is indeed behind him at the next moment, and he can't help but be a little stunned by the tall Chiyou, and he can't help but be a little blind.

Although Han Xian is crazy, he is much smarter than a ghost who has been dead for an unknown number of thousands of years.

Capture the thief and capture the king first.

Of course, Han Xian, who is on the blood at this moment, this chaotic brain can't understand this height, and the blood-colored eyes have only one goal, only Yagongzi.

Kill him, kill him.

The head was roaring and killing him.

Kill.

The sword light is in the words: kill.

The mad demon said with a countenance: Kill.

I'm coming, with a mad wish, I'm coming with a knife.

It's right in front of you.

That man-like face is right in front of you, Yakomi.

"Whew~~. ”

Close, close, close.

Don't you feel pain?

Don't you think it's different about this approach to Han Xian, it's too slow, so slow that all eyes are unforgettable, this is the weakness of ** control.

It hurts.

It hurts to see.

It was the moment when Han Xianxue became a demon and bypassed Chi You, and in an instant, his body was no longer approaching on his own, he was bound, he was bound.

I just appeared, and I haven't been proud yet.

Nuwa's snake tail had already trapped Han Xian at her waist.

It is shaped like a chicken, and it is shaped like an ant.

Han Xian's appearance.

Tied by Nuwa's tail and held up in front of him, with sneering eyes, mocking looks, and familiar people, he was whispering: "Han Xian, what else are you going to win me with?"

Blood Flash.

"Keng~~. ”

A knife in your hand.

Knife to chop in the skull.

Chopped at the beautiful head of Yakoki's sublimation eldest daughter.

Han Xian, who was mad, didn't say a word, and the demon knife in his hand was making a silent and firm answer, it was difficult to know how the demon knife got out of Nuwa's snake tail, but what could be seen was that at this moment, the knife had been cut off on Nuwa's beautiful head.

Blood Knife Calendar.

But, the skin is thick.

Blood Knife Demon.

But, the skin is thick.

Han Xian went crazy.

However, it is still thick-skinned.

This knife was slashed firmly in Nuwa's face, but as a result, it did not shake even a single hair of his, but it was not ineffective at all.

"Ah~~. ”

Han Xian succeeded in making 'Nuwa' angry.

Tie his neck and raise his head to roar hard, but his tail was indeed tied to Han Xian too closely.

Roared.

Keep your head down.

Flaming red lips.

Cool through the body and heart.

It's so chilling, it's so stunned, it's so numb.

All the heads in the world are numb, what the hell is going on, everything that is happening is not real, the two lips are close to each other.

What the hell is this?

This is not the point, the point is whether Nuwa, who is like a man and a woman, is a man or a woman, if it is a man, his hobbies are good, if it is a woman, Han Xian seems to have lost a lot.

He is Yakomi.

He is Yakomi.

From beginning to end, he was a young man.

It has never changed, in his 'good' hobby, his lips are close to each other, and he is creepy, Han Xian can be said to be really exaggerated, his whole face is quickly haggard, the red that was once blood is quickly pale, the blood of the star map is hooked, and his soul trembles.

Engulf.

It's stealing.

Yagongzi is devouring Han Xian.

"Hmph~~. ”

The cake belongs to someone else, and those who touch it should be angry.

Cold snort, a cold snort that made everyone shudder, in the midst of this cold snort, even the Yagong child who ate and stole was deeply shocked, and her tail was like a conditioned reflex, flicking.

"Whew~~. ”

Han Xian is still alive.

"Bang~~. ”

Nail the wall, hang the monument, this time the face is all dark, this time the skin and bones are sucked dry as if they were really dried, but this image is indeed not too much people's attention.

now

Too many pairs of eyes were staring at Sheng Sushuang's body, and there was no doubt that the cold snort that almost broke his soul just now was made by him.

Something is wrong.

Demons.

On his body, the green poisonous silk threads are flying around, which is already highly poisonous, and under the urging of 'calling insects', it has become highly poisonous among highly poisonous, but now he is actually suppressed by him again, is he a human or a god?

"Ah~~!. ”

Gu Jun roared madly.

In the midst of his mad roar, the eyes of the eight arrays, the red and the sage, immediately swirled and swirled, covering Sheng Su's body with a strange movement.

This is the power of the world to suppress one person.

"Whew~~. ”

The world.

Alone.

What else can you do to be strong?