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Fluttering, so broken.

Does this mean that the night is coming to an end, and the homeless resentment in Yiyang City has a place to comfort?

People are scum.

He died worse than himself.

He deserved it.

One more important point.

Will he go to hell?

Yi Yang asked, after all, so many ghost grudges have no hell to collect, and there is no reincarnation to enter, so can the guy who broke his reincarnation go to hell now?

They care.

Do you want to or don't want to?

Yes or no?

They tossed and turned in their thoughts.

They scratched their ears and cheeks in thought.

"Heh~~. ”

In the end they all laughed, looking at the scum in the sky, and laughed coldly, and they all looked to the sky and prayed: 'Let him go to hell.' ’

Such a guy deserves to go to hell.

Why?

Shouldn't there be no afterlife more than what he deserves?

He deserves more.

It just so happens that there are in hell.

Let him go to hell, not because of Yi Yang's grudge and mercy, but because they can be very sure and sure that they have been reincarnated and broken, even if such a person can fall into hell, then he has no hope of reincarnation.

He deserves hell.

Eighteen layers of hell will never be reborn.

That's where he belongs.

Hell?

Yi Yang's thoughts.

But now this is not Yiyang.

"Whew~~. ”

The wind blows cold.

The face was cold and bleak.

Han Xian didn't have a smile on his face, his eyes were firmly fixed on the shattered shadows in front of him, they were flowing, they were dancing with the wind.

"Huh~~. ”

The pale face bites the white teeth.

"Why?"

Asked in a low voice.

This is his own question, and in this question, his head can't help but look at the face of Rong Ruo, the peak of the palace behind him, where she is, with tears and a beautiful face.

There was no trace of joy on his face.

The heart is still a thousand weights.

Want to let go?

It's ridiculous.

"Hehe~~. ”

The ears really heard the sound of mockery, where did it come from, where did it begin?

Now.

Dust.

The scum crushed into powder residue emitted at first, and now, it is magnified.

"Haha~~. ”

The sound of piercing ears, the biting cold.

He was laughing.

He's alive.

It's all scum, and he's still alive.

I already knew.

Maybe Han Xian's gloomy face has long been known, but when everything is really confirmed, it is still so cruel, and it is still so unwilling to accept it.

But it still came.

"Haha, Han Xian, you can't kill me, I said, you and that woman have to die today, and you all have to follow in the footsteps of Yiyang. ”

Sound.

Sound.

The sound of scum powder.

Powder fills the heavens and the earth, and the sound fills every inch of the eye as far as the eye can see.

"Whew~~. ”

The sound of the wind, see the light and shadow again.

The powder was the color of the shards, the wisps of it, and on every inch of the shards was a mocking face, and he looked at himself, he was cold, and he couldn't stop laughing.

Ten thousand strands.

Thousands of different colors.

"Haha~~. ”

The arrogant sneer helps the arrogant color of the evil demon.

The wisps of fragments swayed with the wind, and the same face, in the arrogance of shaking in the wind, kept changing in front of them.

Sometimes I cried.

In his crying, he laughed as much as he could.

Sometimes laughed.

He burst into tears when he laughed.

Look.

Ten thousand strands of fragments, looking at themselves.

And he was also looking at him, his expression was just gloomy and cold, and there was no change in his color, and in this sight, the body that was originally moving with the wind on the top of the leaf stopped.

The backbone is strong, and I know that at this time, I should stand.

Even in weakness, you can't fall.

I want to be strong, but Han Xian's pale face has betrayed him, without a trace of blood, although the knife is decisive, any pair of eyes can see the haggard look in it.

That's it.

Cut off from the liver and intestines of the fish clan war.

Until now.

The mental strength is haggard, and this body is exhausted.

The power of the star map has become empty, and even the stars are already sleepy, they are already asleep when they are hanging, and they can see the light, but they can't squeeze out a trace of light.

But the people are still standing.

I'm not dead.

The heart is asking, "Demon, am I powerless?"

"Hehe, think for yourself. ”

Yin Measurement sound, it means something, although the Dao Tree has no Dao power to squeeze, its dryness is a confirmation of the depression of the island.

But the ocean of blood was indeed jubilant.

It's screaming, just like the shards in front of it.

"Haha~~. ”

The rampant laughter grew louder and louder, and the splinters dancing before them had given up meaningless contempt and ridicule, they stinked together, and they swarmed and rotted.

They converge in front of their eyes.

It stinks.

Rotted into a fly overall.

Of course, this is what Han Xian thinks, but the guy who is gathering doesn't think so.

"Whew~~. ”

The body is reorganized, and the face is revealed.

There is still light flickering on his face composed of fragments, and there are still traces of fragment combinations on his body, so many before and after.

Traces are fading.

The abominable face appeared in front of him without blemish at once.

Be neat and tidy.

It's the glow in the ruddy, he's so beautiful, has he been reborn?

It used to be a black dress with a lunar face, and then this person almost engraved the word 'bad guy' on his face, but now?

The white clothes fluttered like a glow.

The person who sets off the holy clothes is about to become an immortal and leave.

The once broken face was still covered with the face of the 'Demon Star Queen', but the mask of the Demon God could no longer hide the glow on his face, squeezing out of any gap that could be revealed.

Among them, there is a hint of etherealism.

His eyes.

It's so clear.

Those eyes are engraved over and over again, 'I am an absolutely good person,' and there are many people who want to go wrong when they fall on these eyes.

So what kind of face is underneath?

Is it beautiful?

A lot of people think so.

It's not just women who are obsessed, even many men look at these eyes, and they can't help but feel a little obsessed in their hearts, do they want to possess?

'Hey, hey. ’

Bless them with their dreams coming true.

Something false.

In Han Xian's eyes, this is not a falsehood or anything, it is essentially the devil's bones, even if the skin and flesh are good-looking, it is impossible to change the essence of evil.

But too many people in the world pay attention to the beauty of skin and flesh.

"Hehe~~. ”

Heroic.

This Demon Star Empress Qing is already preparing to be aggressive.

Seeing Han Xian's pale face, he whispered, "You must already know who I am." The hand was slightly raised, the head was raised, the face showed a bit of admiration, and he roared proudly: "This is what I am." ”

"Uh~~. ”

It's sluggish.

His voice smashed into his head, and he smashed himself into a stupor.

Is this what you are?

Heroic and radiant, am I a good person?

If so, did I recognize the wrong person, or was I blind?

Who is that bastard, bastard, and the bad guy Yakoki in the bastard?

He.

It's the person in front of you, and it's definitely him.

"Hehe~~. ”

Hou Qing smiled coldly, but when his gaze fell on Han Xian's face, there was a little gratitude between his eyebrows, and he said, "Actually, I should thank you......" ”

Thank you?

Why?

Do you thank me for putting on a cloak of hypocrisy for you, or thank me for giving you a body that is almost immortal?

Damn, it's all so damn.

Why is this hateful guy still alive after being torn to pieces by arrows, and why does he know that it is entirely because he stole the gift he gave to Rong Ruo.

Born Dao Linghua.

Swallowed by this thing.

He's still saying thanks.

This was the taunt of 'Xie', and this taunt made the blood of his star map roar even more intensely, and they were almost about to explode.

"Haha~~. ”

Ya Gongzi under the face of Hou Qing screamed endlessly, there is no doubt that to this day he has finally completely devoured the great power of Shengdao Tianhua, and under its nourishment, this body powder can still be reshaped in battle.

Joy on joy.

Evil on evil.

Now he finally doesn't have to pretend, he can finally slaughter wildly with some reliance, how many cities have become empty, how many cities have become the resentment of the black death, and how many living souls can create this body?

The Demon Sacrifice was fed, and finally shed its original evil form by now.

Break the cocoon into a butterfly, and achieve supreme glory.

It's so exciting.

Excited, seeing that Han Xian was pale and cold.

I really should be grateful to him.

It would have been hard for him to help himself, and now he will be the cornerstone of his own glory, and he will definitely be trampled under his feet.

Certainly?

It's true?

I think there is no one to stop it, even if you are crazy, in today's indifferent world, other people will just indifferently watch you go crazy and dissipate, evil head.

"Whew~~!"

The wind is howling.

In the midst of this cold roar, Han Xian couldn't help but turn his head again, his eyes fell on Rong Ruo's face, a smile floated, and he nodded slightly.

Why?

Heart to heart, beautiful people can understand

Tears fell, and Rong Ruo whispered in his mouth: "I'll wait for you, forever." ”

Face turn.

The strange thing was that at the moment when Han Xian turned his face, the pale and powerless on his face actually disappeared, and it turned into a bewitching ruddy.

"Buzz~~~. ”

Star Diagram Tremors.

My former self once said: 'All that I have is my own, and everything I have must obey my own commands.' Every inch of this embodiment should be controlled by oneself, not to mention the essence of the star map, those turbulent things, must be all one's own provisions.

What was once should be firmly carried out today.

Star map, Dao tree.

It was withered and dim, and suddenly there was a bright light.

But it's not a pastel color.

It is indeed a very domineering hideous demon face, this is the color of blood, and the rhizome of the Dao tree is already worn in the ocean of blood, so now is the beginning of ingestion.

It is your own, and it is for your own use.

"Hey~~. ”

The star map is changing, and Han Xian's face is also changing.

The face was cold and demonic, and a domineering bloody breath suddenly covered the surroundings, directly rushing towards the young man in holy clothes.

Bloodstained, people become demons.

This moment will come sooner or later, but now Han Xian himself took the initiative to approach it.