That's it?

Is that all?

Is that all there is to it?

The wide-eyed, sneering, stunned man silently asked, 'Is this the end, just dead, just burying yourself like this?'

It's too sloppy.

"Cut~~!"

The voice of contempt, the voice of contempt in a person's mouth, turned into the color of contempt in the eyes of the people of half the city, and they were undoubtedly not satisfied with such an ending.

How can a hero on the stage be defeated?

They should be invincible and invincible.

How could a hero on the stage die?

Even if they will encounter difficulties, even if they will be in danger for a while, they will look like they are going to die, but it must be clear that victory will be theirs.

They are heroes, and they will surely embrace the most beautiful.

They are heroes, and they will surely become saviors.

If not, what kind of hero is that?

But what about now?

I have to say, I have to admit that this is a very wonderful show, the huge fist is waved to release the stunning color, the cold blade is slashed to release the beautiful enchantment, and the foot goes down, turning into powder, and the sound of the heart bursting and the flesh bursting and the bone breaking makes everyone watching the blood cold.

But this coldness is more like a kind of dormancy.

"Whew~!"

"Whew~~!"

The mouth was whirring and breathing, the blood was hot, the extreme heat after the cold, they were very encouraged to watch, they watched the blood boiling, heroes.

At that time, the giant in the mirage was an absolute hero.

But now.

What kind of expression is he, godless and sluggish, his eyes are pale and magnified to pale, a loser, a dead man, there is no courage in him at all.

He was defeated.

He actually lost, then there is only one explanation, not heroic enough.

Because in people's minds, heroes will not be defeated, heroes will live forever, heroes must live in people's hearts, and in front of them, he is defeated.

"Hehe~!"

People laughed, and the people who were once enthusiastic sneered, and their expressions all thought that this play was wonderful, but they felt that this play was not perfect.

Drama.

Game for life.

Everyone laughed, but the actor who was on the high platform watching the giant shadow acting in the sky really didn't laugh, he didn't say a word, his expression was cold.

Stare.

Stare.

Suddenly, the light of the heavenly eyes was opened.

Suddenly, he roared, "Could that be true?"

"Whew~!"

The wind was cold, the wind blew and the smiling face was cold, the sneering look was frozen and cracked, and the sneering expression was directly frozen through, and there was no doubt that they were frightened by this sound.

It's true?

You must know that real heroes are also people, people are inevitably fragile, and anyone who is exposed to the air of reality, whether it is a great man or a villain, they are also fragile by chance.

And now, drama or real?

"Haha~~!"

The sound came so abruptly, and this abrupt sound was like a warm spring breeze, and all the numb colors of the moment went to hell in advance.

There are people in this hell who speak innocently.

"How can it be true?"

"Have you ever seen such a tall man?"

"Have you ever seen such a stupid person, but any person, as long as this person has a little brain, must know that when the number of mosquitoes reaches a certain number, they can suck the blood of a living person dry, have you ever seen such a brainless and stupid person?"

Ever seen it?

Ever seen it?

Such a big brainless fool.

What is he doing, his eyes are pale and dull as if he is really stupid, his face and expression seem to have been frozen by countless pieces of flesh, he can't move, he can't move, he can't move without a single expression.

Man.

Han Xian.

Right now.

This numb but still alive head was thinking about something, the pale face was holding the palm of the palm, thinking that his arm could hold the sky, thinking that he was strong enough to shelter the lover in his heart from the wind and rain, but who would have thought, now at this moment, I was actually sealed by a pile of flesh that I had killed.

"Whew~!"

Exhale.

Breath in ruin, breathe in sadness, breathe in discouragement.

"I'm defeated. ”

What does the word 'defeat' represent, it means that all your efforts have been in vain, and it means that the fire that burned in other people's yards was brainlessly lit into your own corner, so what will be the outcome?

Enchantress?

Idiot?

These two mountains have their own backs, and they are disheartened and don't know where to go, and the oppression of the huge mountains makes them go to hell, I escape, I go to hell.

Next level.

This tongue pulls out and does not want to take himself.

Next level.

Tieshu was reluctant to accept himself.

Next level.

The evil mirror is reluctant to accept himself.

Next level.

A mountain of knives and a sea of fire.

Next level.

Steamer oil pan.

But after being tortured in various ways, after traveling in various ways, I did find that the ghost pawns who tortured me also felt disheartened.

They said in unison, 'It's not the right place for you, go on.'" ’

'Oh~!'

I have been running away and chose to nod, so go down, disheartened Adhering to the discouragement, I continued to go down, eighteen layers, maybe one of them is suitable for me, and more likely one of them is tailor-made for my stupid failure.

Then go for it.

Find a suitable hell to hide.

Man.

The man who used to have a straight spine collapsed so quickly at this moment, as soon as he collapsed into the mud, Han Xian's dilapidated seemed to have fallen into the white sand covered by the green grass and loess.

Eighteen layers of hell.

He was disheartened with his heart.

He blamed himself for his pain, and that was where he wanted to hide.

After all, it was he who brought the Sunfall Bow to the land of the Fish Clan, and it was he who made the beautiful place fly into the white dust of the burning fire, and now this is the place where the Fish Clan buries their bones.

I don't think I can go back.

It is also a relief to be buried with them.

"Hehe~~!"

The living chose to die, and Han Xian's heart defense, which failed at this moment, was completely shattered, the power of this giant was still there, and he might still have the strength to fight, but he was actually stained by the cold blood in his heart.

The heart is dead.

The heart dies, and it dies like this.

The man seems to have collapsed.

There is a pair of eyes in the distance.

As Han Xian's beloved woman, Rong Ruo has been there to watch, she saw Han Xian struggling to kill, struggling to kill, but in, in, struggling, struggling, after struggling, she still can't kill.

Endless.

Rong Ruo watched Han Xian fall under the endless demon clan cover.

Hearts are connected, fate is tied to each other, mountains and seas oath, boys and girls, now at this moment he actually wants to betray himself and abandon himself, at this moment he actually wants to leave.

How can it be.

"Whew~!"

Bright yellow, the light of runes in the pupils of her eyes, Han was defeated first, and she was disheartened until she was frustrated, but Rong Ruo didn't, her heart was still there, and she still wanted to struggle.

Women want to take away their men, we haven't gotten flowers yet, we haven't picked up flowers yet, why do you leave me.

The power of heaven and earth, the breath stirs.

Suddenly, there was a sudden chill, and the six-edged snowflakes were flying in the air.

"Whew~!"

Spitting, spitting out the white mist and cold breath, the dragon god's gaze was raised, and fell on Rong Ruo's face, and he couldn't help but praise in his mouth: "Female doll, you really have some ability." ”

"Hmph~!"

The dragon god boasts, but there is a demon cold.

Ma Shen snorted coldly, and rushed towards Rong Ruo with a slight movement of his body, the peach blossom staff in his hand was cold, pointing directly at the center of his eyebrows, it was close, it was close.

"Whew~!"

But in the end, it didn't dare to come near and stopped.

"Huh~!"

Teeth have been biting all the time.

"Whew~!"

Hold your palms and beg.

One mouth to speak: "Take it~!"

The roar of qi and rage, this sound can really be described as a volcanic eruption, and inside the roar, the spread of the sound is like the surge of magma, directly eroding the flying snow runes that Rong Ruo has evolved into air.

"Whew~!"

It's gone, it's just broken, and the bright yellow rune in Rong Ruo's eyes was directly broken into two in the sound of the human-faced god.

Fail?

The man was defeated by thousands of troops and disheartened.

Fail?

If a woman is defeated in a broken drink, will she also be disheartened?

"Whew~!"

In the shattered rune, Rong Ruo's face suddenly raised, and his eyes stared at the human-faced god with a lunar, peerless, no fear, and no trace of discouragement.

Why be afraid?

"Uh~!"

Under this strong staring, the human-faced god's body suddenly shook, and its originally resentful look was actually deeply shocked by the weak woman in front of it.

Numbness.

Numbness.

Of course, the human face god who had been swept away was very resentful of this numbness, and after an instant, the stunned face god was directly burned into ashes by the anger, fixed in front of his eyes, and stared at his eyes.

"Whew~!"

I watched it, but this time I saw it even more terrifying, the face in front of me was pale, and the eyes were pale, but this color was indeed not the lifelessness of the dead, but the vigorous life in front of me.

"Be careful. ”

The voice behind him, but this voice came out of the dragon god before it was too late for the human face god to hear it.

Cover the sky, do the skylight, the ultimate bright.

A ray of light fell from the sky, the same color as the pale face, I don't know what kind of magic it combined, appearing in such a form?

Absolutely beautiful like a meteor in the sky.

The hurry is more like a meteor in the sky, this meteor that the people of Heaven have been waiting for for a long time, crossing the sky, it has returned home, people have finally waited for it, and now they can finally embrace it.

"Whew~!"

Point down.

Whoever stands in the way of returning home can't exist at all.

The point fell on the body of the human-faced god, and in an instant he became a glittering and cold ice sculpture, and smashed straight to the ground.

Wear out.

The white light pierced through and leaped into the center of the eyebrows.

Suddenly confused, suddenly cloudy, ethereal like a Nine Heavens Xuannu, like a fairy in the world, what state is this, what is this state?

"Hehe," the dragon god smiled, he said with a smile: "Congratulations, I can't imagine that you have achieved the monarch realm with this, this is really a rare good day, I can finally kill people." ”

"Whew~!"

Talk.

The dragon god was still smiling and talking, and Rong Ruo's eyes were full of six-edged snow, seal.

"Whew~!"

The sparkling ice sculpture suddenly turned the dragon god into a huge ice cube, and Rong Ruo immediately stepped a little, and a few dodges jumped onto the pile of blood in the corpse mountain, and grabbed Han Xian with one hand, straight to the essence, what fake Pangu broke directly, and whispered in his mouth: "My Lang, you haven't married me yet, I haven't married you yet, you haven't brought me Fuxiong tweed, you want to run now, after my consent, I don't agree." ”

Show your palms.

Penetrating into the eighteenth layer of hell, he directly lifted out Han Xian, who was hiding in the white sand.

"Whew~!"

Light.

"Bang~~!"

The sound of breaking the ice, the two sounds of ice breaking, three lights and shadows flying, the Xuanqing dragon grabber in the air, the black dead eyes in the air, and the bright peach blossoms floating in the air.

"Huhu~!"

The air is chaotic and the sky is jumping and flying frost, Rong Ruo holds the power of the rune, and the dignified qi kills the Minglie peach blossom, such a cold moment, such a bewitching peach blossom is naturally jealous, frost white, pink and white in success or failure.

"Ah~~!"

Roaring arrogantly, with the soul knot charm, the body bursts with bloody faces, and bears bright flowers.

Pretty in the air, bright and good.

But this bright and pretty is indeed envied.

"Puff~!"

The black eyes pierced through, and under the claw of the Xuanqing Dragon, the rune of this bright flower formed with its own blood and soul power was directly broken, but this smash did not kill the people in it.

It's empty, the people are gone, and the slightest shadow is gone.

He's dead?

Without a trace, is it shattered together?

"Hmph~!"

"Are you hiding, are you hiding?"