In front of me is a cunning rabbit. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But the cunning rabbit is not cunning, because it is a stupid person who does not move under Han Xian's sharp arrows, and it seems to know that its time is short.

If you don't move, you are undoubtedly waiting for death.

"Hehe~~. ”

The smile was just a hint of a smile on the corner of Han Xian's mouth, his face was as cautious as a wolf, he was solemn with bated breath, and the bow in his hand was already full moon.

Just wait for the finger to loosen, then the solemn ceremony before dinner is over.

But did Han Xian, who was standing quietly with his bow drawn, think about how similar he was to the cunning rabbit who was motionless under the sharp arrow at this moment.

The same is motionless.

The only difference is that Han is standing first, and the rabbit is lying on his stomach.

Motionless, Han Xian didn't move, and there was not even a trace of unnecessary struggle in his expression.

"Pounding, pounding, pounding~~~. ”

What was that?

Could it be that the cunning rabbit who was waiting to die under the sharp arrow had already become a fine to detect the sharp arrow in the shadows, so his heart was beating wildly, so that this hot heartbeat exploded and was caught by Han Xian.

Rabbit or rabbit.

All spiritual things can be cultivated into refinement, but at this moment, the cunning rabbit under the sharp arrow is still far from becoming refined.

This flustered heartbeat is not from someone else, but from Han Xian's own heart, why is this unknown?

In the fright, Han Xian was asking with his heart.

"Whew~. ”

In the dark shadow jungle, the wind was leisurely, and Han Xian's body shuddered when it suddenly blew.

The body was suddenly tight, and his eyes quickly swept back behind him, what did he see?

What else can I see, of course it is disappointment, it is a gloomy and cold tree, they stand quietly like a soul, it is impossible for them to move a single step.

Will they have ghosts?

"Hmph~~. ”

Han Xian snorted coldly in his mouth, and muttered in his heart: "It seems that I want to be crazy about people, there is not even a ghost in this ghost place, how can people come." ’

The heart is so sure.

This is wrong, after all, Han Xian at this moment is not a ghost, but a living person.

And he, a big living man, was rolling in this shadowy jungle.

Then God knows if there are people hiding in this dark jungle who like dark and corrupt by nature.

After muttering the secret words, Han Xian's panicked heart calmed down a little, and his gaze moved forward, following the sharp edge of the arrow, and locked on the cunning rabbit's body again.

Motionless, motionless like Han Xian.

It's just like Han Xian who raised his head and glanced around.

Its head was lowered again, and its paws were used together, and it took what it wanted to eat on the ground.

"You're stupid. ”

This sound that was so low that it could be blown away by the wind came from Han Xian's mouth, of course, it was ridiculing the stupidity of the cunning rabbit who didn't know where the danger was when he died.

"You're not smart either. ”

This sound was even lower, and from the time of exit, it was directly blown away by the strong wind.

"Whew~~. ”

"Whew~~. ”

It's the roar of the wind, and it's also the breath in the throat that makes the wind roar.

In his throat, the breath echoed and was restless, Han Xian's head was buzzing, even his palms were sweating, and his heart was just strong, but why was this shock, was it because he had not held the bow for a long time?

Such a reason is difficult to convince Han Xian, and there must be something strange behind him.

The eyes were looking back, and this time it was a large turn of the head, looking to scan the corners of the dead souls of those big trees, what did they see?

The tree is still tall.

The disappointment was still Han Xian's disappointment, and there was not even a ghost in his eyes.

The head turned helplessly, and when his eyes fell, a knowing smile rose on the corner of his mouth, and said: "It seems that you are quite cautious, this beast, you actually scan the surroundings like a human, but today you are dead." ”

Laughter is, rabbits are like people.

"Yes, I'm afraid you'll have a hard time living today. ”

There is a pair of eyes behind him, a pair of eyes that speak back, staring at Han Xian, watching his every move, Han Xian's arrow is a rabbit, and his arrow is Han Xian.

Ke Ling, the rabbit didn't know that Han Xian's arrows were sharp.

Ke Ling, Han Xian didn't know that the arrow behind him was teasing.

There was endless sweat in the palms of his hands, and at this moment, even Han Xian's bright head was wet with a trace of sweat, why is this? Could it be that there is really a ghost behind him?

"Hmph. ”

The mouth of the mouth is coldly hummed: "Of course there are ghosts, suspicious and suspicious." ”

It's just dew.

Han Xian completely gave up behind him, and the bow in his hand had already been fully opened, so at this moment, the solemn ceremony before dinner should be over, and the rabbit should be sent into the pot.

"Huh~~. ”

The strings trembled, the sharp arrows turned into streamers, and the eyes clenched into flying arrows.

When the sharp arrow turned into a flying arrow, all the disorder in Han Xian's heart disappeared, as if it was really just suspicion, and it was really just scaring himself.

The arrow is off the string, so have those disorders in existence and heart really been successfully thrown out of the clouds?

How can this be true!

Those disorders have always been there, but they were just covered by Han Xian's preoccupation, the heart, eyes, gods, everything Han Xian was staring at the arrow, as for the rest behind him?

Anyway, there's not even a ghost here.

Anyway. I'm just suspicious.

Are you sure?

The string movement is not a string movement, the arrow is not an arrow sound, and the full attention is not Han Xian's full attention, the only difference is that the air behind Han Xian is colder at this moment.

"Huh~~. ”

Man is like a rabbit, he is stupid, he is stupid at nothing to fly arrows and arrows, he can't see it.

"Hiss~~. ”

Just under Han Xian's preoccupation, in his eyes, he squeezed in a sharp arrow that swallowed the cold and shone with blood.

It's rubbing itself, it's rubbing its cheek, and the bloody redness on it is its own blood.

"Poof~~. ”

In the electric light, Han Xian's face was in a daze, and the eyes that were engrossed in it had not yet come to his senses, and the amazement exploded in his mind.

The sharp arrow that grazed his cheek actually passed directly through the tail of the arrow he sent, and at this moment, the blade had already completed what he wanted to accomplish.

It penetrated directly through the throat of the cunning rabbit and nailed it to the ground, and its motionlessness turned into an extreme powerless convulsion.

The cunning rabbit's struggle turned into a weak death, but the one who died seemed to be himself.

But now I can still think about it, and I'm still alive.

So why hasn't I died at the moment?

None of that matters.

The important thing is to be glad that he has just walked in the arms of death for a while, and he is alive again, if that flying arrow penetrates his heart, then he will have to go to Hades on behalf of the rabbit.

"Who is it?"

The sound was torn, and Han Xian roared.

Crows flocked, beasts ran around, and the secluded forest became a chaotic commotion.

Except for the dim rabbit life under the sharp arrow, there are no empty ghosts around at this moment, just like the arrow that broke his cheek was a joke from the Heavenly Dao.

Heavenly Dao will not be so boring.

Han Xian firmly believes in this, and is even more convinced that only people can do these trivial things, and ridicule and ridicule should be people's business.

"Haha~~. ”

Happy, happy, laughing and happy, after being ridiculed, after Han Xian's face was hot and stinging, he was indeed uncharacteristically ecstatic.

The expression was extremely excited, almost crazy with joy.

Why is this, is it more impossible to hide poison with arrows?

Poisoned to madness.

Where can there be so much reluctance, this is the most essential portrayal of Han Xian's heart at this moment.

Looking around, this is the darkness built up by the long secluded forest, and there is not a single ghost in it, and now it is unprecedented, and a living creature has actually escaped.

Call him a good guy and a bad guy.

What's more, it's a good demon, a bad demon, and having a ghost means that you are not lonely.

"Come out and play with me. ”

Han Xian seemed to be really crazy, when the shadow was hidden, he would actually seduce him so lightly, but this frivolity fell into the air, and there was indeed no echo.

Silent, unresponsive.

Is it really a teasing of the Heavenly Dao?

The ghost believed the nonsense, and the joy on Han Xian's face was already crazy, and now the word 'crazy' was added to this madness, thinking that it was fierce.

"Hum~~. ”

The light on his body overflowed, and it immediately turned into a strong wind, sweeping through every corner around him where he could hide.

The wind howls, the grass goes wild, and the trees shake.

But this madness does have an end, after the wind breathes, the trees stop, and the grass stops, the four are still quietly from the eternal melody, and there is still not even a ghost.

"Play with me. ”

The sound is roaring, and the voice is more like begging.

"Huh~~. ”

"Hehe, I'll play with you. ”

An abrupt drama sounded behind Han Xian, and this voice was not alone, it was a dance with strings and sharp sounds.

To be exact, the string movement is sounded before it is sounded.

"Haha. ”

Han Xian laughed out loud, turned around suddenly, and swept his eyes on the flying arrows that were shooting at him, and he didn't see the slightest fear in his joy, as if it was just a straw that was swept up by the wind in front of him.

It's not straw and what it is.

Once it had the opportunity to shoot itself, then from now on, from now on, it will not even be delusional.

Smooth sound, sound finding, lock shape.

Han Xian's ecstatic gaze directly skipped the coldness of the sharp arrow, settled on the back of a pile of rocks, and roared in his mouth: "Come out for me." ”

The same body moves before roaring.

The body moved as quickly as the wind, Han Xian's expression did not show a trace of fear, and the early sun in his hand had become a singing Ming, with heat and courage, and directly bombarded the flying arrow.

"Poof~~. ”

Under the fist, after the sound of the arrow, the flying arrow directly turned into ash, and Han Xian's flying body was non-stop, hot and dry, playing a high song, becoming a fierce advance, and the fist pointed directly at the rocks and pushed.

No one can stop it, and there is indeed no ghost to stop it.

"Bang~~. ”

The fist is arrogant, and under the action of the Dao force, the pile of rocks has become a small pile of scattered stones, but after this broken pile of stones, let alone people, there is not even a living thing.

"Where the hell are you?"

The wind roared everywhere, a silent response.

Pride has been detonated, and after a short silence, the person who is filled with pride is already proud.

"I've had enough fun with you, so you'd better die. ”

"Phew. ”

Abruptly, still behind Han Xian, the ghostly voice sounded again, still, this voice was not lonely, it was a sharp solo dance with the strings trembling.

"Hmph~~. ”

Han Xian snorted coldly in his mouth and said, "You better stay." ”

Before the body turned around, even the remnants of the shattered rocks had not been completely retracted, and the Rifeng Taiji diagram above the body suddenly surged out, and the pisces swayed, and the whirlpool with this stereotyped ripple spread in a circle in the rapidity.

People are destined to be too fast.

"Hiss~~. ”

This is a gasp of biting his lips, and the person who is hiding behind Han Xian like a ghost is stunned, there is no doubt that he is not strong enough to deal with the field of Rifeng, and he is caught off guard.

And at this moment, Han Xianyi turned around.

"Uh~~. ”

The same is the consternation of the corners of his mouth, he can't believe the existence in his eyes, his body is black and can't see the human body, and there are traces of big fish from time to time.

I asked myself if I was a demon?

The Dao method in the world is magical, and there are many changes in the description, and it is normal for people to cultivate demon forms, and Han Xian's thinking is just to prove that he has a narrow vision.

"Haha, it doesn't matter if you're a human or a demon, anyway, it's not lonely on the road below!"

I'm so happy, did Han first think that he had eaten the fish-shaped shadow trapped in the sunfront?