Han Xian's memory still exists, whether it is his hands, legs or the most tenacious stomach, he has to stand aside first, because he is afraid that he will disappoint others. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As for whether he is afraid of whether he will fall on the battlefield tomorrow, the current Han Xian can't miss too much for tomorrow, especially those things that he hasn't experienced personally.

Although Shi Mo's careless arrangement made Han Xian experience death, Han Xian, who was lucky, was favored by Wu Jitang and Guan Hanning, and that time was too easy.

And Guan Hanning's good intentions have his effect, but those things are always someone else's, although you can taste the chill from them, but when the starting point of everything comes from others, then it is destined not to have too long a memory.

How could the naïve Han Xian stay on it too much, because he was afraid of remembering, so he didn't want to think about it, and besides, there are not too many people in this world to mention it, so it is much easier to forget.

And what I remember deeply is fear, Wu Jitang's disappointed gaze, and even more afraid that Guan Hanning will be disdainful of him, so no matter how heavy the weapon in his hand is, he has to work hard to taste it.

And these are also external forces, so it is only a matter of time before they disappear.

And fortunately, this is Shangwu County, as long as Han Xian does not die, then he will definitely be able to spur his own motivation from the heart, and that is the long-term solution.

Forget about hunger, that's wishful thinking.

That thing was the maggot of the tarsal bone, eating away at Han Xian's strength little by little.

Hunger fueled the soreness in the arm.

Hunger fuels ankle misery.

The idle breeze continued to whistle happily regardless of whether the person was hungry or cold.

Poor Han Xian's sweat, even under the sun, it was extremely cold.

But now is not the time to eat, looking up at the sun in the sky, shouting in my heart, when will you get to the middle, in fact, if you can be more shameless, I want to shout, when will you go down the mountain. But the face and dignity Han Xian still took care of it from the heart.

The kindness of the sun told Han Xian that it would take a lot of time to eat, so now Han Xian told himself that he would only be blown away by the cold wind when he sat down.

After resting for so long, it's time to get up and do the unfinished business, saying that although he is a person who can eat, he is also very good at fighting hunger.

Thinking about it like this, my mind was suddenly a little full, and my thoughts sank into my heart, does the guy who radiates light seem to be quite energetic, so let's continue to squeeze.

Standing up slowly, the breeze cut into the cheek like a knife, and it also wore down confidence.

But he finally stood still, and his brain began to recall Wu Jitang's movements and the elegance of that move.

Maybe it's true, everything can't be rushed, it takes a precipitation time, the memory will seem much clearer, and those originally confused existences have been inadvertently cleverly connected. As for whether it is correct or not, isn't this a confirmation of the truth of 'change and immutability'.

For Han Xian, those that are clear, then they must be correct, if you doubt, then how to use your own wise brain.

His eyes were quietly closed, and his arm was manipulating the spear and dancing, which would be empty, Han Xian was much more relaxed, because there were people around, so he was afraid that others would laugh at him, and now even if he fell and threw a mouthful of mud, it didn't matter, because it was only himself who hurt.

really needs such a state, otherwise even if Han Xian spends more time, he will just be cannon fodder on the battlefield, and now in such a state, he can at least earn a glorious cannon fodder for Han Xian.

Will the gun in his hand lead Han into his own world first?

How can it be.

Because of the retention of the stomach, Han Xian couldn't get rid of it.

The gun was wielded with great effort, and the very laborious work of beating was abandoned, because there was no strength.

Han Xian was once again convinced of his cleverness, why do I have to be so serious, a set of coherent actions can't be done all at once, isn't it much easier to disassemble them?

I thought so, so I did it.

If Wu Jitang appears here now, it will definitely take some time to find out that this is the 'Dragon Guiding Decision' that he taught, because it is too unique.

Han Xian was very excited about his cleverness, and only in this way would the most tenacious hunger die down for a short time.

Wholeheartedly analyzing the originally cumbersome moves, and it is not easy to make them simpler, and these sometimes do not require too much braining, and it may be easy to do it with your hands when you relax.

Han Xiantai needs such immersion, and only in this way will time slip away silently, otherwise the sun above his head will look tenacious and terrifying.

Wu Jitang's route was not really isolated from the world, because he didn't want to take care of Han Xian's face too much, maybe he never thought about it.

There are always people in this world who are not too hungry and those who want to hide in the dust.

There are already a few figures flickering on the hillside, is it Wu Jitang?

How is it possible, Wu Jitang is still begging him to come and unwind the bell for himself.

Han Xian's magic is too attractive, this is a boring world, how can you not be happy with that strange novelty, those people looked at the person wearing the same armor, doing some familiar and somewhat unfamiliar moves looked very strange, how could they not let themselves be nosy.

They all jumped off their horses in unison, and the Korean first cautiously approached.

Are you afraid of disturbing Han Xian?

Yes, because the distance is not enough for them to perceive that it is a hairy boy who is doing all this.

The distance was slowly shortening with caution, and the eyes of those people became more and more puzzled, why was it so familiar, but they couldn't remember what it was?

They all looked at each other, and their eyes were full of doubts.

But time, distance, will tell them everything, they all laughed.

"What did I do at the time, it turned out to be 'leading the dragon to decide', and we were all a little dumbfounded by this guy who was dismantled like this. The man burst out laughing, not hiding his contempt at all.

If Han Xian couldn't detect the movement here, then there was only one possibility, unless he was dead.

Turning back in surprise, the smiles of those who were dancing with teeth and claws were so hateful. But now Han Xian didn't laugh back, because he knew in his heart that the moves in his hand were too ridiculous.

Continuing to practice, Han Xianke didn't have so much courage, he put away his gun and stood in a daze, with anger flashing in his eyes, looking at those who were sneering angrily.

And how can those people care about this person who doesn't dare to speak.

"Hey, Brother Wang, do you know who that person is, why are you so angry. A slightly obese man said.

Obviously, the guy surnamed Wang didn't know about Han Xian's existence: "I don't know either, do you know?" asked the others again, and the answer was obviously the same.

Han Xiancai really abandoned the troubles of sore hands, leg pain, and hunger, so as to completely forget them, and now there are only those reptiles with teeth and claws left in this world.

There are always a few of these nosy people who have good memories: "Is it the one who led the eldest brother and brought them back?"

These people were silent for a moment, all thinking about this possibility, but there were always people with hard mouths: "Impossible, aren't they all on the battlefield, and they are still alive?"

No one can doubt that in that place, those fledgling people will have the possibility of survival, but now the hairy boy in front of him, how to explain, there is no way to explain, so the only explanation is accepted.

Han Xian still stood stunned, watching those people get closer and closer, the anger on his face kept accumulating, on the other hand, looking at those troubled people, the playfulness in his eyes became even heavier.

Those few people came to Han Xian completely, everyone was smiling, and they were all looking at Han Xian carefully, like an antique dealer admiring the new antiques, and they didn't care about the feelings of the antiques at all.

He could feel his heartbeat, Han Xian felt that they were so powerful, and he felt that they could fight with him.

I hated the grinning gaze, especially the disdain mixed with it was too obvious, because those people didn't even think to hide it. Maybe I thought about fighting in my heart, but I also knew in my heart that I couldn't do anything.

How can a nosy person let go of the fish and meat in his hand, how can he not exert the long-suppressed anguish in his heart, and in their eyes joy should be exhausted.

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