How big is it?

A big one with eyes full of eyes?

How big your eyes are, how much your eyes can fill, how big the snake you see, it breaks through the ground, like a dragon.

Its eyes are like torches, and it shines on people's fears.

Who is afraid?

Wuxiang is very busy, busy killing, the intrusion of a snake, the loss of several lives, they want to take care of it, but, but, there are still opponents in front of me, how can I take care of others?

This happens all the time.

For Wuxiang, such things happen a lot.

Brother, you go first, and I'll come later.

Comrade in arms.

Brothers.

I don't know how many have fallen all the time, and there are many things they want to catch, but more often than not, 'thinking' is a manifestation of powerlessness, not that they don't want to realize their 'ideas,' but they can't do it.

It's too far for me to save him.

The strength is too shallow, and I can't save him.

The law of the battlefield, live by yourself, and live well enough to save others.

How can the Wuxiang, who is busy with their own lives, have time to be cold, they are busy living well now, and they have free up their hands to help their brothers kill the enemy.

So who is afraid?

Han Xian.

His head was raised, and he shuddered when he looked at the snake's searchlight-like eyes, as usual, I would have climbed into the air, unloaded its photo with the demon knife in my hand, and cut off your head with a knife, so that you can scare me.

So what now?

The demon knife is still the demon knife in its hand, it has been drinking blood for so long, this will get better, and Han Xian, at least is still the person called Han Xian.

But no, I started to fantasize about the past with my head.

There is no doubt that when this melody crawls out of the head, the once heroic person has already transformed into a dizzy and tired person.

Think as usual.

It's the powerlessness of people right now.

The knife is still the knife in the hand, the person is still the same person, but the person who has fought until now can no longer struggle with the courage of the past.

The footsteps are vain.

The body is swaying.

Two-eyed Venus.

Exhausted.

Now Han Xian seems to be very pitiful, and it seems that Yan Fu is not shallow, and he has fought so far, the parts of this body have long been overwhelmed, and they have long been broken into the scrapped garbage heap, and he is already a celestial before he falls.

Han Xian is not a celestial.

I didn't fall all because of the people around me, warm as my arms, I was close to her, and I was standing by her standing.

Qingyi.

The reason why he hasn't fallen now is because of Qingyi's support, and the reason why he hasn't been dragged out of the crowd by the demon clan is all because of Qingyi's sacrifice and death.

Brothers.

It is the brothers who share the suffering.

At this moment, all the people in the war demon clan are brothers, and if you go first, I will be brothers.

Lover.

Crazy is a lover, willing to go one step ahead of you into the Yellow Spring is a lover, lovesick, willing to exchange my life for your life, although people know that this is a luxury, but stupid lovers can't help but be so extravagant, so extravagant.

Han Xian.

Qingyi.

The powerless man was protected by a strong woman, and the snake stared at Han Xian and them tightly like a torch, and Qing Yi's gaze was also cold and terrifying.

There is no fear of color.

Without the slightest fear.

"Roar~!"

Undoubtedly, such a look made the snake very unhappy, with a big mouth, seeing the cold teeth, seeing the bloody mouth, and seeing the dark throat.

The fishy wind blows in the face.

All this is undoubtedly not talking, chewing you, swallowing you, digesting you, and asking you if you are afraid?

Afraid of what?

Sniffing the fishy wind, Qingyi's eyes narrowed slightly, her teeth bited lightly, and she roared in a low voice: "Evil obstacles, let's give the head," between words, the Tao came out.

"Hundred Flowers~!"

Warm flowers.

When the sound came out of the air, a bright flower bloomed one by one, and it was derived from the snake when it was swirling, which was beautiful, and the full sky of this road was not good-looking.

"Whew~!"

The snake breathes.

Sometimes, good-looking is synonymous with uselessness.

Seeing the flame and bright flowers deriving to approach, the snake suddenly opened his mouth to make a cold breath and vomit, and the fishy wind was mixed with frost flying all over the sky, killing a hundred flowers, and in an instant, all the flowers were killed, and the scum of one place.

"Whew~!"

The snake destroyed the hundred flowers, and after breaking Qingyi's methods, he seemed to be very proud, and his mouth kept spitting cold breath, in a vain attempt to freeze Qingyi and Han first.

"Hmph~!"

Seeing the white and fishy smell of frost on her face, Qing Yiqiong's nose wrinkled slightly, and she was single-handed, whispering in her mouth: "Hundred flowers kill." ”

"Buzz~!"

After the words, in the blink of an eye, everything stopped, the frost white disappeared, the fishy smell faded into the air, and a hundred flowers killed in one move, cutting off the root of the frost white and fishy smell.

The snake opened its mouth and spat out wildly, but it was not expected that when the frost white was about to touch them, when its smug eyes were strong, it was indeed a flower that was so bright and gratifying, and a flower was so big that it was so frightening that it was put in front of the snake's nose with buds, which was in front of the bridge of the snake's nose.

Listen to the sound, suddenly bloom.

Contains buds, into bright flowers.

The snake wants to devour people.

The bright flower blooms and indeed devours the demon.

Short-lived, blooming only for a moment is in the bud to be released, the diameter of the flower will swallow the huge head of the snake, the root is broken, then the natural frost white pinched off, the fishy smell is broken.

"Huhu~!"

The sound of breathing, the proud daughter of the sky.

Qingyi's mouth was filled with the sound of rapid breathing, is that all she means for her cultivation, she is also in the Immortal Realm, she is still the best among them, and her cultivation is only one realm lower than Han Xian.

However, Han Xian of the Seven Realms was able to fight the demon clan leaders Ji Meng and Candle Yin.

But why is the same Qingyi so weak, and the war snake is still walking between bullying and being bullied, why is this, is there a difference in the word genius?

Talented?

Han Xian can hardly be called a genius, but Qingyi has been accompanied by various geniuses since he was a child, so why now?

Why?

She needs to go through danger.

Han first went to the battlefield, in order to live, he often sang a song with the god of death, hiding a knife in his hand, being ruthless and cunning, and stabbed the god of death from the back and sent him to hell.

What about Qingyi?

The daughter of the big landlord's family, Tianxin Shenting Sheng Sushuang can be said to be the number one big landlord in the world, and his daughter needs to experience danger?

Han Xian once said to Rong Ruo, if our children are girls, I will use my strong arms to shield you from the wind and rain, in this way, Sheng Sushuang, the world's number one hero, also said.

His daughter also cultivated.

But with Sheng Su's powerful arms bent, the god of death was scared to death, how could he dare to approach Qingyi's side.

It's not that Qingyi is not genius enough, but that she is inexperienced.

This is important.

"Huhu~!"

The snake's body is still upright, but Qing Yizhen is still just breathing, and now the moment should be chasing and beating hard, kicking the snake into hell.

But, "First, are you alright?"

With a black face.

Han Xian's face darkened, his eyes moved, and he whispered, "It's okay." ”

It's okay now, it's okay for the time being, but soon, it's going to become a big thing, and the snake that is wrapped around its head by the bright bud must be very depressed.

I'm still alive.

It's unbelievable, that person didn't take the opportunity to cut off his head, I am still alive, a God-given opportunity, a life given away, so naturally you're welcome.

Struggle.

"Poof~!"

The flower is cracked and broken, a good flower, torn into thousands of strands by a huge head, flying and flying, long in the air, so beautiful.

But this is not beautiful, and it hides the ugliest thing in the world.

Moriya.

Big mouth.

Throat.

Their combination, with a black throat and a bloody mouthful, a foul smell and disgusting teeth, is begging to devour people with the support of the snake's spine.

Pounced, approached, and wanted to chew Han Xiantongqing into slag and send it into his stomach to digest it slowly.

'Hehe~!'

The Grim Reaper smiled, once because of the presence of the same Shengsu Shuang, it was afraid and did not dare to take a step closer to Qingyi, but now it is different, in this bloody place, any person, any demon, the face is not beautiful, and the face is not hideous or not.

Your dad isn't by your side, I'll bully you what's wrong.

I've wanted to kill you for a long time, but now I finally have a chance, Sheng Qingyi, the judgment of the king of Hades has been issued, go to hell with me, go to heaven.

"Hey~!"

Sneered, Ba Snake sneered.

"Hey~!"

sneered, and the snake sneered at the god of death.

It thinks that it is going to become the key to the battlefield, it must think that it is going to become the key to the angry Sheng Sushuang, and the Grim Reaper must also be dreaming of dragging Qingyi to hell, maybe Sheng Sushuang will also catch up with himself by accident.

So let's do it, let's get it.

Black hole, swallow it.

Seeing the blackness on her face, Qingyi seemed to be a little stupid, looking at it, looking at the seal on her arm several times, but it was indeed a failure of several disorders.

The Pride of the Heavens.

The sky is watching.

......

"Hey, silly girl, it's your father who spoiled you. ”

"Brother Long, I'm tired. ”

"Yes, Lord of the Heart. ”

......

Although Qingyi's hands are messy, and although her face is stupid, there is really no fear in this stupid chaos, looking at the black hole, it seems to be a joke.

Is that the future?

"Hehe~!"

Laughed, stupidly laughed, is this the realization before death, will people have phantoms when they are dying? There may be, in that black hole, Qingyi seems to see the future.

Beans dot flower red candles.

Blush.

I saw him, I saw the trembling of his fingers, I saw the tears of excitement in his eyes, and I saw the joy of both of us in the tears.

Tears.

From his eyes, from the clear tears, I saw a red.

But Qingyi, have you ever seen the cheeks of a person wearing a red phoenix crown, is she you?

Did you blush for him?

Are you red-eyed crying for him?

Candle Night in the Cave Room, is he him?

Candle night in the cave room, are you you?

Seeing Su Jian again, thinking that day, it was still in this place, what Han Xian saw was a bright moonlit night, a short Matsuoka, a lonely tomb for thousands of miles, who was buried inside?

Han Xian seemed to see it clearly at that time.

But I was born with a bad memory, and I did forget it selectively.

"Hmph~!"

Whisper cold.

"Whew~!"

The cold wind is even colder: "Can you give me a face, and stop here." ”