How sleepy people don't linger on the remnants of darkness. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The muscles of the whole body are declaring exhaustion, and the pain caused by the struggle is more like a final struggle for exhaustion.

Han Xian's eyes were going to stand on, it opened.

What kind of position does the brain stand for, and what does he insist on?

What about the heart, what does he think?

What could be better for the new member who only joined yesterday?

Everything in body and mind, everything is greedily absorbing the pleasure of stillness, and the eyes that are opened are just mourning the determination of yesterday?

Han Xian almost forgot how to do it, what to do today, maybe he didn't bother to think about how tired he was yesterday now, because those who had long been hidden in the bone marrow by greedy people with the darkness.

Why are the ears so sensitive at this time, and are those subtle sounds amplified?

Maybe the lying man didn't want to sleep in the first place.

The darkness on the horizon hadn't completely receded, but there were already small voices in the barracks, and everyone couldn't bear to leave the nostalgia of the bed, of course, not including the person who thought he was really tired?

Everyone's movements were slight, I don't know if they were intentional or kindly afraid to wake those who were sleeping. Perhaps those who are asleep really wish they would lift their quilts and shout to get up themselves.

But there are very few such behaviors in the history of Wuxiang, why, no one wants to do it?

Yes, no one wants to do it, how can people who can enter the unphased not be able to restrain their own faults, do you need to be reminded by others?

Wuxiang always runs the rules of the battlefield, everything is eliminated by the battlefield, round by round, and what is left is the elite of the elite.

Han Xian's eyes looked at those busy and calm figures unwillingly.

Everyone's expressions were so consistent. Keep your movements as gentle as possible.

Han Xian's eyes closed with affection again, why did I wake up today, and why I could be well abandoned by them before.

Do they still want to abandon me today?

Han Xian's thoughts flowed in, the thing that emitted green light. The thing was spinning tirelessly, and at this time, the green light seemed so dazzling to Han Xian, maybe because it was the hazy heart, so everything would feel shining.

That little bit of light was greedily absorbed by the blood and bones, and Han Xian was intoxicated, as if he heard the joy of the blood and bones. That joy can nurture magic?

Han Xian's thoughts were hazy again, did the inner world want to welcome the darkness of affinity again?

I don't know, how can a confused person think.

How can the early green mang sit back and watch his own laziness. The light was thrown away in the spin. Why does Blood and Bone feel happy but still want to sleep, do they want to enjoy happiness in sleep?

The existence of the idea was to make Han Xian's brain quickly sink into the darkness.

The people in the barracks are all dressed, and they don't care much about the person who is lying down, and I have nothing to regret if you are still lying like this today. In their opinion, no matter how meticulous Wu Jitang and Guan Hanning protect, this person's departure will be sooner or later.

Someone lifted the curtain, and the cold air was rushing to occupy this warm place, did they want to use their own temperature to wake up the lazy man?

Maybe they succeeded.

When did a flash of light pass through the darkness, and what was that red?

The brain can't catch the fleeting color, but fortunately, the color is not startled by one person.

The people in the barracks rushed out, and Han Xian's heart was finally startled by this light, what else do you want to do, what about yesterday's belief, did you sleep in a few hours?

My eyes opened abruptly, and the world I saw was empty, as if there was no life.

No matter how much the muscles declare this weariness, but the heart gives him the courage to sit up, then what reason does he have to lie down?

Han Xian sat up and hesitated for a moment, knowing that if he couldn't keep up with them immediately, then no matter what kind of regret he regretted, he would be stupid in bed alone today.

Without hesitation, he turned over and stood up, pulled his clothes on his body indiscriminately, put on his shoes and rushed out. Sometimes laziness comes at a price, for example, how can Han Xian, who is busy, still care if his face is clean. Maybe this person never took this seriously.

Fortunately, Han Xian's not washing his face was not in vain, and those backs scattered in the morning fog still had room to catch. When I saw them, I was even more anxious, but fortunately, yesterday's hard steamed buns could still provide energy.

Han Xian exerted his strength under his feet and chased after them.

How can people who are accustomed to being calm not be interested in reckless people.

They all looked sideways at this person in flustered clothes, Han Xian saw it, and saw that the people in front of him had stopped, were they waiting for themselves?

Han Xian doesn't think like this, it's too simple, how can his own style not attract attention. Han Xian saw them stop, so didn't he give himself a chance, hurriedly seized the time to tidy up his clothes, and looked at those backs from time to time while tidying up, he was really afraid that he would get lost in the morning mist.

Wuxiang didn't have time to observe whether Han Xian's clothes were reasonable, and after a moment's pause, they moved towards their goal.

This moment is the most panicked, those people started to act again, why don't they stop waiting for themselves for a while, complaining like this in their hearts, but it has no effect at all, but it adds a little panic.

Han Xian didn't dare to stop and tidy up his clothes, but how could he make his eldest brother see in his weird outfits, and he was afraid that he would fall behind, so he could only stop and tidy up a few times when he was sure that those backs would not be lost. Slowly, Han Xian's heart gradually returned to his stomach, how could he not think of where they went, who didn't eat breakfast in the morning.

The warm camp has been spread out not far away, and those backs are rushing in, Han Xian is relieved, he will not lose it at all, and he has time to do the final finishing of his clothes.

When Han Xian rushed in, most of the people thought they had eaten their breakfast and went out through the side door. How can you not panic now, but will you choose to give up the steaming buns?

How is it possible, but now I don't have time to sit here and chew slowly, but fortunately, Han Xian has always been a wild person, so he grabbed a handful with one hand and rushed out again, chewing while running, which was considered to comfort his stomach.

There are too many places that Han Xian has never visited, and this place is destined to be never visited by Han Xian. There are so many people gathered in this strange open area.

Han Xian's embarrassed pestle was in the dark red. But now it is necessary to be cheeky.

Curious eyes don't stop, looking around, so many people they don't know. Han Xian didn't have any interest in them, looking for that lovely person.

There were thousands of people gathered in this emptiness, just by staring at the eyes, how much luck was needed, it was destined that Changtian did not give Han Xian such luck.

The sun finally broke through the obstacles and jumped out of the horizon, and now all the morning fog was dyed with magical colors. Although the sun has not yet fully revealed its true face, Han Xianyi can feel the beauty brought by its temperature intimately. His eyes closed unconsciously.

At this time, it was not Han Xian who was shocked by this beauty alone, but all the people were facing the rising sun, closed their eyes, and were they all intoxicated?

His eyes were red, and he could feel that the thing was slowly rising, and he didn't want to open it now, because it was so comfortable, and he felt that the sore muscles gave up his defense for the time being.

The light shines on the face, and you can feel that there is something that gently pierces the skin and melts into the blood. As pleasantly surprised as Han Xian, the origin of the star map, the moment he could feel the yellow light piercing his skin, the star map trembled with joy, as if Han Xian could taste the wine wantonly.

The light flowed back to the atrium with the blood, but when the light from the star map touched them, the light that was radiating outward was still. Han Xian noticed the strangeness in his heart, his eyes quickly opened, he retracted his thoughts, but it did not mean that the origin gave up his nutrients.

I saw that the green light pulled the yellow light back into himself, even if Han Xian didn't sink his mind into it, he knew the joy of the star map. In this way, he also knows the benefits of the first sun to himself. Hurriedly closed his eyes and enjoyed quietly, and sure enough, Han Xian seemed to see that the star map after absorbing Yangguan was even stronger.

The smile on his face slowly spread, it turned out that it was all so simple, but it didn't take long for Han Xian's smile to freeze, although that Yang Guan could still pierce the skin, but the star map didn't pick them up. If Han Xian allowed him to be so tanned, then his face would be even darker.

The question in his heart forced Han Xian to open his eyes, and looked around, trying to find answers from others, others would not explain this, but they did answer in action, and they all opened their eyes one after another.

Han Xian knew it, it turned out that it was just like this for a while, no wonder none of them would lie in bed, and he slowly made up his mind that he must get up early tomorrow.

Once again, there is nothing to do, what to do next?

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