Eyes, Wu Jitang's eyes, no matter how enthusiastic Han Xian's roar was, it would not stop on his face for half a minute, and the tip of the spear that shone with white light was the focus of attention. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Roaring and roaring are all bluffs.

Wu Jitang, who ascended the wind, couldn't find out that Han Xian had gambled everything on the tip of the gun.

Although the white light was faint, such a close distance, such a quiet situation, such a condensed eye would not be able to detect it, and there would be no reason to think of it.

It must not be possible.

But that person just didn't move for half a minute, could it be that Han Xian also achieved his momentum, just like Wu Jitang's spear that bound him, there were countless invisible silk threads that tightly bound Wu Jitang?

Looking too highly at Han Xian, with his ability to stand now, it was Wu Jitang's gift, if it wasn't for Wu Jitang's ability to climb the wind, how could Han Xian still have the ability to stand on Yun Hao's back.

Although this person didn't do anything, everything was under control, but there was still a slight deviation in the mastery.

For example, Shu Wu Jitang wanted to fix Han Xian in his situation like a sculpture, but he didn't expect that he was not completely unconscious when he mobilized his Dao power, although his eyes were closed, he could know that the heart that was still beating was still staring at his spear, and it had the meaning of not achieving it and not falling.

The spear was endowed with Dao power by Han Xian, and it was not something that he Wu Jitang could do if he wanted to restrain it, so could the tip of the spear rushing towards his forehead be blocked?

The sneer that Wu Jitang crawled on the corner of his mouth did not put away, but became even colder, why should I hide, is it necessary?

What about Dao Li.

Han Xian's roar was still pounding into the air, and at this moment, the spear rushed towards him with Han Xian's Dao power.

A louder roar also exploded in the air: "Ah~." ”

Do the half-confused hear?

I must have heard it, but the trembling body was afraid of such a violent drink, and even if it was, the smile on its face spread.

Wu Jitang looked at the tip of the spear angrily, what gave him courage. Is it just that the artist is bold?

What is that head doing?

Why did his lower body also leave the mount, and the whole person collided forward, although the spear was not in his hand, but at this moment, the whole person was like a sharp spear, and the head was more like the tip of the spear towards Han Xian's determination.

Wu Jitang doesn't avoid it, then everything will be impossible, and it is inevitable to collide together.

Han Xian's smile must be for this, even if his body was thrown away by the thief's roar, it didn't matter, because his gun stabbed that person's head.

In the bottom of that heart, his spear cut through the darkness, countless lights emerged, and he clearly saw that the cold front destroyed everything, and Yun Qi also carried his own glory to tear away his companions.

So if you laugh yourself, even if you fall into the dirt, you can laugh proudly.

Did Han Xian really win as he thought in his heart?

It was not only Han Xian who was smiling, but also Wu Jitang, who was walking on horseback safely, with the same peace of mind, and the same blooming light of the winner.

I don't know who is the king at this moment?

Wu Jitang's gaze moved down slightly, looking at the young man who was kicking up a cloud of dust, he was lying quietly, as if he was dead, and the smile on his face was serene.

Wu Jitang's smile must not only be for his own success in blasting Han Xian away, the eyes that looked at the spear in Han Xian's hand must have been gratifying, because even if he was unconscious, he could instinctively hold him in his hand, how precious it was, his eyes closed slightly.

Is it possible to select the time?

Relief poured instantly, and a stronger smile appeared on his cheeks, and this time it was indeed a deep helplessness, is it useful to be strong-willed, there is no shortage of such people.

It is the will that determines victory or defeat on the battlefield, but who dares to deny the role of Dao power, can a child be strong enough to resist the fists of adults?

This world is not yours, Wu Jitang sighed: "Go back, it will be better to leave." "This is a punch that knocked Han Xian's child down.

Would Han Xian, who was shocked by the dust, think so?

It is destined to be a pity, this person's will or can be understood as how strong the nerves are, and he can hum and eat again with his mouth that has suffered several times.

Han woke up first, and the eyes that were closed in advance, of course, had to be opened first, and he must have discovered the loess in front of him, so he escaped so quickly.

Supporting the ground, all four legs must be used, Wu Jitang watched in surprise as Han Xian bounced up from the ground, he was really good to him, he should really be ruthless, at least the muscles and bones should not move so quickly.

But it was too late now, Han Xian jumped up from the dirt, and the smiling face must have come out of a dream, because it was completely a victor, and his mouth was exaggerated.

As soon as he stood up straight, he plunged the spear in his hand into the soil, and looked proudly at the man sitting on the horse.

It turned out that he knew that Meng was lying to himself, and he knew that Wu Jitang was not killed by himself, so what was he laughing at?

And now I am even more happy to jump, because the dream is not completely deceiving himself, the blood that remains on Wu Jitang's forehead at the moment is a good proof, once his own Han Feng has reached there, and has achieved proud results, he has successfully pierced.

In fact, Han Xian's goal is really simple, as long as he pierces it, he wins. Destroy have you ever thought about it, maybe you have thought about it on your toes.

Wu Jitang's surprise couldn't be put away for a while, his mouth opened wide, what was that person dancing and talking about, I couldn't understand a word.

Can Wu Jitang understand, Han Xian's shout at this moment is completely Yunshan's singing, how can outsiders know this method.

I couldn't stand it anymore, and with a light snort, I was about to urge the horses to continue on their way.

But how could Han Xian not stop this idea, he crawled in front of Wu Jitang's horse with a bang, and pulled the reins of Wu Jitang extremely rudely and savagely, and what was even more hateful was that there was still a flirtatious smile in his eyes.

Isn't it obvious what this man wants to do?

Yaowu is secondary, and more importantly, it turns into kraft candy and sticks to Wu Jitang's body, how can it be as Han Xian wishes, and he snorted lightly.

"Hey. ”

Wu Jitang underestimated Han Xian too much, he thought that his light hum could make Han Xian tremble, the hand holding the reins did not loosen at all, and his eyes were even more delicate.

If someone is around, he will definitely remind and shout loudly: "That's your enemy, you once called him a thief, don't forget it." ”

Do you still remember this, my Uncle Han Xian doesn't care about the past, why bother to remind him carefully.

"Let go. Wu Jitang obviously didn't eat this, and suppressed his anger in a low voice.

But obviously Han Xian didn't eat this set, his mind was even more alert, and he put the spear inserted in the soil in his hand with a light dip, which was really necessary.

Wu Jitang's patience was exhausted, pulling the reins, the Wuxiang horse was not able to run if it was pulled on the reins, and with a light shout, the horse began to move, obviously giving Han Xian a chance to let go, and the speed was increasing little by little.

But the current Han Xian is destined not to cherish it, his face is tense, as if to say: "Drag, mop, I won't do it if I die." ”

Han Xian didn't say it, but Wu Jitang understood that this person's determination was never lacking, so he could only helplessly restrain the horse's footsteps and roar in a low voice: "What do you want?"

The same Han Xian also understood, and let go of the hand that was pulling the reins: "I want to stay in Wuxiang." The voice is as strong as a backbone, Han Xian must know, but when this sentence came out, the trees and smiling faces that were once unusually clear in his heart were instantly covered by clouds, and the blur instantly covered all the way home, and at this moment, the blood in his heart was proudly hitting his heart cavity, and the sound of his heartbeat was covered by them.

This is not what Wu Jitang thought, forcing him with his gaze, it is best to add Dao power, but his gaze drifted into the distance, because he knew that the method was useless.

Wu Jitang didn't speak, but in Han Xian's opinion, this was hope, and he hurriedly continued: "I defeated you with the scriptures, and I am not afraid of the battlefield. "Of course I won't blush, because that heart really thinks that it has won openly, and it is saying such righteous words.

Did Wu Jitang refute, his smile did not show half a point, he pulled the reins, and the horse raised his steps again, and walked slowly and melodiously.

This time, the hand did not rush to grab the reins that were close at hand, but ran away with a smile on his face, and fell on his cloud like a flower and butterfly.

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