So quiet!

It was so quiet that only Han Xian's roar remained. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But Han Xian didn't care about him, his eyes were too eager, and after waiting for a long time, the suspicion in it was also enlarged a little bit, in Han Xian's gaze, Hua Mei's body was lying there motionless, what made Han Xian most uneasy was that this was not far away, but Han Xian was stunned and didn't see his head.

The eagerness in his eyes faded to the fullest, Han Xian would not be so stupid as to think that the hateful head was completely smashed to pieces by his own fist and swallowed by flowers and plants.

Glancing around, the suspicion in his eyes intensified.

Why can't you feel a trace of wind, in such a world of grass and flowers, it is too weird to have no wind, my heart suddenly pounded, my eyes froze, and I hurriedly looked at the body of Hua Mei.

The turbidity in his chest spit out, and he said softly: "Are you okay?"

Han Xian was almost frightened to death by his suspicious ghost, but even if the body of the flower charm did not disappear out of thin air as his brain thought, and was still lying there as cold as before, but his heart really couldn't let go, could it be that he accidentally caught his way again?

The anger on his face suddenly appeared, Han Xian couldn't think of any explanation, and in his own opinion, closing his eyes now to calm his manic heart was tantamount to waiting for death.

Li Seyi was all over his face, and with a sharp step forward, he rushed towards Hua Mei in a hurry, and the spear in his hand shook, with the purpose of course wanting to nail the demon to the ground permanently.

"Poof~~~"

The bright red blood poured on the grass and yellow flowers bit by bit, and there was no blood on top of the cold light of the phase, and it was far away from the demon that Han Xian wanted to pierce.

The blood came completely from Han Xian's mouth, and at this time, there was not only anger in his eyes, but a trace of fear flashed, and when he rushed out a few steps, the heart in his chest seemed to burst open, and the blood and qi in his whole body also got out of control and rushed out of his mouth.

Will it stop?

The blood-colored footprints still crushed and broke the yellow flowers and green grass, and although the fear in his eyes was not fake, Han Xian did not let them rampant and ransack.

At this time, Han Xian was as if he had just run out of the dense forest in the morning, his face was covered with dew, but at this time, Han Xian's cheeks were not covered with dew but blood beads.

As blood seeped out of the pores, his footsteps became slower and slower, and the short distance in front of him seemed to Han Xian as far away as a cloud mountain.

The color of the blood rubbed the color of his eyes, and the world he saw was blurry and crimson, and the only sound that Han Xian could hear at this time was the heart that almost shattered his chest, and the only thing he could see was the body of the flower in front of him.

Han Xian firmly believed in his choice, only by completely killing the person in front of him could he survive.

If you regret using it again, then Han Xian's intestines will definitely regret it, why did he beat Hua Mei so far at that time, it hurts his current self, every step he takes is the price of blood.

Saying that running is just Han Xian comforting himself, and walking is a kind of ridicule.

I don't know how many flowers and plants I have to crush to send the spear into the body of the flower charm, the blood-colored world in the eyes is extremely blurred, and those eyes have no trace of brilliance, more like a nerd, moving forward numbly.

And this kind of forward is more like a very sad struggle, the footsteps are very difficult to lift, and the fall is also very difficult, which is like a charger, and it should be understood that the loser is moving step by step because of life.

Walking with such a trembling step also has to struggle for life.

In the blurred world, only the body of the flower charm is clear, this is not love, but a kind of hatred and persistence, find him, kill his persistence.

"Hehe, brother hurry up, my sister is so anxious. "The frivolous and eager voices must have been detonated on the spot with stimulus.

How could Han Xian's ears filled with heartbeats still hear Hua Mei's teasing, but his resolute heart caught his breath from the air.

Sure enough, the body lying motionless on the ground is not dead, so what I have to do is too simple, I can kill you once, why not kill you once!

Does a cheerful laugh necessarily mean a good mood?

For Hua Mei, Han Xian's fist is not fake, he beat himself like a dead dog, lying on the ground and unable to move, but this also has to drag Han Xian's blessing, if he didn't break his head, he really couldn't make up his mind, and exchanged half his life for Han Xian's death, and the current Hua Mei is actually no better than Han Xian.

You must know that the petal before is already half a life gone, and if the current means still can't kill Han Xian, then the flower charm will be dead.

Looking at Han Xian's figure moving step by step, Hua Mei was excited, but also afraid, excited that he could make up for himself with the help of his blood, and afraid that he couldn't move at the slightest moment, as long as that person's spear really pierced into his body, then he would be dead.

The blood-colored footprints are fading, and it is also a fool's dream to crush the flowers and plants, and at this moment, these flowers and plants are like the mouths of flower charms, swallowing the blood that Han Xian dripped on the ground into his abdomen.

The heartbeat slowly calmed down from the original frenzy and restlessness, not because Hua Mei's Dao method was exhausted, but because Han Xian's body couldn't squeeze out blood.

There is no blood-colored blur in front of me, but it is completely dark, although the eyes are black, but the heart is still a little clear, and it is more like a return to the light.

It's really unwilling, after struggling for so long, thinking that he was going to win, he still failed, Han Xian's heart knew that Hua Mei's body was not far from his feet.

And this is not far away, which is really sad, because it is not far away, it is indeed a good distance beyond the reach of the spear, and maybe throwing the spear will be a good way.

But Han Xian's brain realized too late, and his body was completely incapable of throwing the spear, not to mention that he didn't have any hope for it.

Is it just like that?

Because, hope is also slowly passing with the darkness in front of him, and the light has been exhausted, the origin of the star map can not squeeze a trace of strength, and the already small starlight is even more inaudible.

"Haha, brother, are you going to die, how can you bear it when you leave your sister alone and in this lonely world, woo" Crying and laughing, the flower charm who buried her neck in the flowers and plants and ate the soil is really a demon.

"Bang~"

"Bang, boom!"

When all the light in the atrium disappeared, and the inaudible starlight became a dazzling existence, the pale body had already made Han Xian's last determination, or maybe it was the power of the ghosts and gods, the footsteps rose and fell, and Han Xian was rampant in front of Hua Mei, and the spear was pointed directly at Hua Mei's heart.

"Ahh

Although he couldn't see his face, anyone could hear the look of fear in this wail, because Hua Mei saw that Han Xian, who she thought was dead, was standing in front of her.

Even Han Xian, who thought he was dead, actually stabbed his spear into his heart.

"Haha!!"

Although the cold of the heart being pointed at by the spear was very uncomfortable, Hua Mei still laughed almost madly, and after all, it was her own thought that occupied everything.

He really died, and it was also because with the help of Han Xian's blood qi, he could survive in the world at one time.

The endless night is very contagious, and he is also very greedy, greedily engulfing Han Xian's heart, and even taking the origin of the star map for himself, and now he wants to wipe out Han Xian's last trace of light.

For Hei, that glimmer of light is faint and very dazzling, and annihilating him is the only mission.

This is not an ideal place to bury bones, but Han Xian didn't have a choice, what was stolen by Hua Mei was not just a simple blood, but also Han Xian's arrogance, and Han Xian's backbone among them.

Han Xian, who was outside Yiyang City, was reluctant to fall because this was not Yunshan, and now this was not Yunshan, but he really had no choice.

There is still no wind in the quiet world, and there are still too many things to think about.

Although there was no face and no eyes, it was certain that Hua Mei must have seen the majestic body fall, because it made him very frightened, and even howled or cheered to the point of heartbreak.

"Ah!!h

The sorrow of the world is only this soulless and soulless flower charm, and the blame can only be blamed on himself, but he wants to bury his head in the soil and steal flesh and blood.

Karma is really unpleasant.

Heaven favors Han Xian, although the great body has fallen, but the phaseless divine edge in the hand of Han Xian's great body has fallen.

And this fall is destined to break the charm of the flower and fulfill Han Xian. The phaseless front was firmly inserted into the atrium of Hua Mei's chest, but Han Xian couldn't see it, and his body rolled in the grass on its own.

If Hua Mei can still shout loudly, she will definitely ask the sky loudly, why is she so unlucky, that person was killed by herself, and that gun can still be inserted into her heart.

In the face of questioning, he explained that he ruthlessly believed that those who died under the spear deserved to die.

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