It's so painful to grow up. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Once a strong child, it is also painful to grow up.

Standing on the top of the mountain, it is in front of the slope, the air is majestic and majestic, and the people are facing the warm and slight wind, and Han Xian at this moment is more like drinking the wind.

If you can.

Han Xian really wanted to drink the wind and solve the problem of hunger.

But there are too many buts.

Han Xian, who had regained his backbone, had been standing for a long time, and he had even taken advantage of this to drink a lot of warm breeze, but his stomach had not changed at all except that he was screaming more and more jubilant.

The wind blows hungry and cold.

"Goo~~. ”

His eyes were black and his spirit was short of breath, and Han Xian seemed to be yellow and thin in an instant.

"I'm so hungry!"

The heart also rebelled, rebelling with the stomach, if Han Xian didn't find something to eat, I am afraid that the warm wind at this moment will be blown in all directions.

A pair of eyes are dripping and wandering.

Find, look through every inch of the green grass that may hide rare treasures.

It's a pity that Han Xian was disappointed.

Searching for every flower that could be eaten.

It's a pity that the bright flowers are telling Han Xian that he can't be violated with his colorful colors, and eating them means that Han Xian is tired of being crooked and looking for death.

Is this going to starve to death?

"Could it be that the self who has regained his backbone is going to be starved to death" This is the crazy thought of his heart, and at this moment, Han Xian's heart is still thinking frantically: "How good it would be if a big fat chicken could fall from the sky now!"

It's good.

Because it can not only keep yourself full, but also satisfy your appetite and appetite.

It's good, more often than not, it's all about beauty, and now Han Xian is thinking about the beauty in his mind and the eagerness of his eyes, and he has crossed the mountains with his eyes at one time.

Hopefully, there will be a windfall in the weeds that you missed.

Abrupt, windy.

"Giggle~~~. ”

What was that?

Han Xian, who was standing in the wind, pricked up his ears and listened quietly.

The sound is intermittent, it is left and right, it is back and forth, where does the sound come from, it seems to be in front of you, and it seems to be on the edge of the sky.

"Does that seem kind?"

To listen quietly is to listen quietly to this kind word,

Of course it will be kind, because it is almost a hungry stomach that hears it, it is like the cry of food, of course it will be very kind, and the eyes skip over the grass and point eagerly to the place where the sound occurred.

"Uh~~~. ”

Good surprise.

This was a surprise to Han Xian's eyes, this abrupt voice did not come from elsewhere, but from the bottom of the hill in front of him, where the boss was standing at the moment.

Can this be understood as a wish come true and a dream come true?

Why not.

This is a bold affirmation, this place is Qishui, this place is in my heart, it is already synonymous with ghost places, and it is not an exaggeration to say anything here.

It's normal to have a chicken.

As for the danger, it's just a chicken.

"Giggle~~~. ”

The rooster crows, the sound is so majestic, although it stands at the bottom of the slope, but the chest and head are raised, it is like an absolute emperor, it looks at Han Xian is absolute contempt and majesty.

People are on the slope, chickens are on the slope.

"Hehe~~. ”

From the moment Han Xian saw it, he couldn't take his eyes off, the smile on his face was happy, and his eyes were full of affection, but Han Xian was drooling.

"Good thing, it's definitely a good thing, it's what you want. ”

Swallowing his saliva, Han Xian was already praising it, the faint light in his hand flowed, and the fish clan bow hidden in the bag had been controlled in his hand, not hesitating but very eager, raising the bow and arrows in one go.

"Good boy~~. ”

"Don't move, obediently, become my plate. ”

When he took the arrow, Han Xian couldn't help but laugh out loud, and he was overjoyed.

Obedient is doing very obediently.

The chicken under the hillside is majestic, raising its head and waiting for Han Xian to shoot, and at this moment, its majestic gaze is telling Han Xian that he is ready, where is your arrow?

The arrow is on the bow, and it is cold, and it is the dullest.

"Huh~~. ”

The teeth are cutting.

This cut tooth is telling everyone that he was bullied by a chicken, this 'Qidi' is really ridiculous, allowing himself to take out the bow from the pouch, but he really didn't have the strength to lead the bow into the moon.

Isn't this an absolute mockery in disguise, but what is it?

"Giggles. ”

The chicken was looking at Han Xian, making a beak and a chicken crowing.

"Whew~~. ”

The glimmer flashed in his hand, and the bow was hidden and the arrow was not revealed, but at this moment, there was no joy on Han Xian's face, and he roared sharply: "What are you laughing at, I, Han Xian, will kill chickens when I am three years old." ”

"Whew~~. ”

When the sound is tight, the wind is tight, and the blessing and misfortune depend on each other.

Abruptly, I don't know if it was Feng Suke, or Han Xian was blown down by the sudden wind, and the whole person was top-heavy and fell down the hill.

The crawling baby stood up as just a child, and the child struggled to even stand, and with a slight gust of wind, he directly pressed on his stomach.

People gurgle so much that they go down the slope, and people are so embarrassed.

"Goo~~. ”

The throat squirmed, and in Han Xian's eyes, it was a pair of chicken feet.

Eyes raised, in seeing, seeing, seeing, it was the same seeing, with affection again, the head of the chicken was slightly low, and the absolute downward gaze was contemptuous of Han Xian's upward gaze.

"What a hideous face, such a majestic look, such a terrible thing. ”

What he saw seemed to be a monster, and suddenly Han Xian's heart was shocked, but in addition to his heartbeat, his heart was roaring: "This is a good opportunity, this is a good opportunity to kill chickens." ’

Hand to hand to get the opportunity.

The heart is the hot hand moving.

The hand is like electricity is poking out, this palm is directly grasping the head of a majestic and hideous and terrifying monster, and I know very well in my heart that as long as the chicken head is controlled by myself, then the terrible and majestic chicken will not still be the thing on my plate.

"Huh. ”

Han first laughed, but a good opportunity is just as good a chance.

It is much easier for a chicken to peck Han Xian than a hand detective.

Hand probe is like electricity, but the slight low head of the chicken is indeed a very accurate pecking lightning, and when the chicken's beak falls, it is really fast.

Han Xian, who can kill chickens at the age of three, must not be three years old at the moment, I'm afraid that both of them are not enough.

"Ah~~. ”

The hissing sound is a roaring body, and the cry of the child who is pecked by the chicken is really heartbreaking.

And Han Xian at this moment is exactly like this, when he was pecked and shouted in pain, he jumped up from the ground in an instant, his arm was thrown wildly, and a big piece of skin and flesh was gone.

People who aspire to eat chicken can't imagine that stealing chicken will not succeed, but will break their own meat.

"Hmph~~. ”

The scream in his mouth was a cold snort in his heart, and Han Xian roared in his heart: "When I stand firm, I will be planning with you, and I will fight with you for hundreds of rounds." ’

Finally recognized the facts.

Han Xian was enlightened, since 'Qi' was a ghost place, how could he simply give himself food, and he didn't have to thank it for eating.

It makes the appearance of fat chickens nothing more than a disguised teasing.

Since Han Xian already thought that the chicken-shaped guy in front of him was controlled by a spiritual creature, how could he give Han Xian a chance to stand firm.

Take advantage of his illness and ask for his life.

While Han Xian stood up and was stable, the chicken flapped its wings and flew directly.

It's such a big foot, Han Xian's eyes are a big chicken foot, and this big foot is firmly attached to the middle of his chest, if you want to stand up, it's better to lie on your stomach honestly.

"Bang. ”

Han Xian was like a child, and he was actually kicked by a chicken.

"Giggle~~~. ”

Showing off his might is the song of the victor, and the rooster is crowing in all directions, showing off his victory to those flowers and plants who are watching and laughing at Han Xian.

"Whew~~. ”

While the chicken was proud to show off, Han Xian's body jumped up violently.

"It's scary. ”

This is a concentric hiss, and in an instant, Han Xian's body became his back, and this back directly ran into electricity, which should be afraid.

It is normal for a child to be beaten after provoking a fat chicken.

So is Han first a child?

He wanted to say no, and his screaming stomach was roaring again and again: 'You're not three years old, you're in your twenties, you should eat by yourself, I'm hungry, I'm hungry, I'm hungry.' ’

Emphasized many times.

But this time it was only the stomach side that was emphasizing many times, and their hearts were already in a trench with their brains, and they ran wildly and roared together: "You can endure it for me when you are hungry, after all, life is very important." ”

"Whew~~. ”

The chicken's gaze is absolutely sharp, how can it be possible to let the prey escape?

The fluttering of wings was a sound, and the dancing of his legs was even more urgent, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared behind Han Xian in an instant: "Giggles." ”

I saw my heart trembling in the voice.

The sound of the wind in my ears is running wildly.

Chasing, it is the wind that is teasing the wind, the wind that echoes in Han Xian's ears, what kind of wind, this air hissing that is not given by his own wild running, this is precisely the mockery of the chicken fluttering its wings.

It's like a urging.

Urging Han Xian to run quickly, under the warm sun, the chicken's beak is shining, that is the sickle of death, it is waiting, and when Han Xian himself is unable to stop, he is making up for a knife and letting him rest here.

"Run!"

"Run. ”

"Run?"

Firmness!

That's right.

Doubt?

In the roar of the heart, from unwavering to doubt, Han Xian didn't know how far he had run out, what he could know was that the fluttering sound of the wings fanning behind him was still there, and the scene in front of him had indeed changed.

It's not just the flowers and plants that laugh at him, but now the trees in front of him have been added.

They stand still and laugh stupidly, this laugh is saying that they are stupid, they can't even fight a chicken, kill a chicken at the age of three, and the chicken can kill you in three months.

Do you still want to run?

Running into the jungle?

"Huh~~. ”

The teeth are almost crushed, I have endured it for a long time, and I have let my stomach endure it for a long time, with ridiculous prey behind my back, and I have been a hunter for a long time.

It's time for it to end.

When the teeth were earnest, the light in Han Xian's hand quietly flashed, this time it was not a bow, but a fish clan short knife, this is the knife that kills chickens.

"Whew~~~. ”

When sweating profusely was a strong heart, Han Xian turned around and turned around with a knife to make a desperate stab.

"Giggle~~. ”

The chicken is crowing, this laugh, laughing Han Xian actually stopped without dying, the knife of the god of death should fall, but before that, the mockery is not over, the chicken beak is shiny and cold, this time the target is Han Xian's knife.

"Huh~~. ”

Precision as electricity is its name.

Bone.

The broken flesh sees blood and nails to the bones, and the beak of the chicken is pecked into the bones of the hand bones, is it painful?

Do you still have the right to cry out for pain?

No, Han Xianzai was sure that he was expelled here by the chicken's flightless little wings, everything should be over, and before shouting pain, it was better to kill the chicken first.

"Drink. ”

The mouth roars, the child is a young man, and it is a person who clenches his fist.

A fist turned into a punch in an instant.

"Bang~~. ”

The sound of the mountain is that the mountain is trembling, the fist is like rain is non-stop, and Han Xian is roaring his bones in a non-stop voice.