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If he was prepared, Yagongzi might not be so embarrassed, but at this time, he could only prepare for embarrassment, and even if he could stabilize his body, Han Xian's fist became the last straw that knocked him down.

"Whoa. ”

The chair was completely shattered, and Ya Gongzi's head was also free from the fist of the hungry Han Xian, but the prince in the gorgeous costume rolled on the ground like a big fish, and his angry face was already above, and the person at the table was the one who did not share the sky.

Take advantage of his illness and ask for his life.

drank enough wine and was bold enough, but Han Xian's mind was still sober, if he was turned over by this person, I am afraid that he would only be unlucky.

And now is a godsend.

Chasing and beating is the most appropriate method, Han Xian jumped off the table with a snort, and rode right on Yagongzi's body without moving.

At this moment, even if Ya Gongzi made a big show of his might and destroyed Han Xian's powder and dispersed the air, his face would have been completely lost, and his arrogant self would be beaten like a dog by others.

However, Huo Xin, who had thought that Han Xian was going to suffer, must not have thought that there would be such a process, there was no god in their eyes, and their faces were engraved with deep disbelief.

"Hey~"

Huo Xin sighed lightly, and shook her head slightly, because in her opinion, even if Han Xian was in the limelight now, the outcome had already been decided, if Guan Hanning didn't wake up, then Han Xian would still be a dead end, and his current efforts were just to make his death more tragic.

Huo Xin's far-sighted thoughts had nothing to do with Han Xian.

His sparkling eyes and smug face saw a good time, and he saw himself smiling under the flowers in the sky.

Of course, Han Xian is not a fool, and he should know in his heart that he may be powerless against Yagongzi's own efforts, but since God takes care of me so much, how can he not act willfully.

The fist has long been clenched, and the heart is already a little anxious, obviously the big fish under the ass is about to turn over, now who cares about what Chu Yang fist, or what kind of fist, as long as it can be smashed on the face, it is a good fist.

"Bang~~"

Obviously angry, Yakoki didn't dodge the first punch, and his anger almost twisted, although the fist didn't really hit his face, but it was no different from a slap in the heart.

However, he had to admit that Han Xian's strength was really strong, especially his legs were even tightened in his chest, and even his Dao power was a little uncomfortable.

Yin ruthlessness has long occupied Ya Gongzi's eyes, others have a pair of fists, don't you have one?

The tips of his claws and fingers were covered with coldness, Han Xian's heart beat wildly, and then it was almost cold, obviously the cold fingers and claws wanted to pull out their hearts.

Is it too late to retreat now?

It should be clear that although Yakoe is sitting under his ass and can't move, and this is the same as being trapped by himself, his body can't be retreated, and his heart will definitely be left by him.

"Hey~"

This may also be the bitter fruit of Changtian to Han Xian, retreat is a death, and staying is also a death, in this case, it is better to make yourself decent.

Han Xian was not afraid of Yagongzi's claws, and even ignored it, and his eyes were filled with blood red, in the end, the worry of a Zen monk was not superfluous.

Who can say that the blood-red madness will not control Han Xian's head like he does on his own.

No one can like Yakoki, and the 'Demon Knife' hidden in the star map doesn't have a good impression of him, not to mention that he is about to cut off his hope now.

But do you want him to save Han Xian?

must be very reluctant, because the arrogant he may help him, but when he thinks it's worth it, if he has to save it every time, such Han Xian can't be his hope.

But for the people who hate the 'demon knife', of course you have to do your part.

A trace of strangeness flew out of the seventh leaf, and what he wanted to help was of course Han Xian's fist, not the atrium land, maybe the 'demon knife' had already helped, and whether he could survive or not depended on Han Xian's luck.

Maybe it's the last punch, of course, Han Xian will fight bravely, and when he lifts it, he roars and roars to fall, and Yagongzi's heart-digging hand has also set off.

If you want to compare with Han Xian, you should say that you want to compare with the 'demon knife', Yagongzi is still too tender and too tender.

"Bang~~"

The fist still smashed on the black light curtain on his face, but this time, with the help of the 'demon knife', the faint light was able to block Han Xian's fist.

"Boom~"

The thin curtain was shattered and silent, but the break of the bridge of the nose was indeed very crisp, which of course was very painful, you must know that Han Xian's fist was stained with too much oil, and Ya Gongzi's white face was also stained with oil, and even more bloodstained, this face was mad with anger.

Although the bridge of the nose is broken, Yakozi's life has not been lost, is it because the 'demon knife' does not have such ability?

Of course it can't be, maybe it's the love of a Zen monk, after all, the monk once watched the reptiles in the ruins leave, and as a 'demon knife' that accompanied an era, I don't know how to do it.

He didn't want to take this humble life.

Ya Gongzi's life can be breathless, but who will protect Han Xian's life, that Ya Gongzi is also a cultivator, and the humiliation and pain of flesh and skin can still be endured, and the claws that were originally paused grabbed Han Xian's heart again.

This time is the real hatred, hate the oil stain hanging on the face, hate the blood stain on the face, the pain on the bridge of the nose has turned the heart, Ya Gongzi's eyes flashing with fierce light, just like a beast, must want to take out Han Xian's heart and chew it into his mouth before venting the hatred in his heart.

For this danger, the blood-red Han Xian should have known, but he chose to ignore it, and raised his fist again, he must have wanted to smash it on Yagongzi's face at one time, but I don't know if there is such an opportunity.

Maybe Guan Hanning can save Han Xian, but now Han Xian is fighting alone, Guan Hanning is too drunk in his heart, so drunk that he doesn't know what is going on around him, so drunk that he can't worry about his passing life.

But this is not a lonely world, although there are only a few people in the huge restaurant, but there are indeed people among them.

Everyone saw the miracle created by Han Xian, and those dark people hiding in the corner must not have thought that the bridge of Yagongzi's nose would be broken by Han Xian's fist.

And Huo Xin, who had already portrayed the result in her heart, must not have thought that the process of the matter was so beautiful, and after thinking so much, had she ever thought about Han Xian's life?

Although the development of things still went towards what he thought in his heart, Huo Xin was not happy, and his face was a little gloomy, and his eyes lingered on Guan Hanning many times.

But those who are drunk to death are like dead pigs, and even the movement of the drunk is abandoned.

I don't know why, Huo Xin must not know why when he stroked the strings with his fingers, and probably didn't think about what it was for, thank Han Ning's life?

In the end, Huo Xin still thought about it, and this is the only reason to stand in his heart.

"Ding~"

The strings trembled lightly, and although the sound was beautiful, there was no sound to accompany it, leaving it to sound alone, and it dissipated into the air alone.

However, the loneliness of this voice was enough for Han Xian's life.

When the sound sounded, Ya Gongzi's eyes were covered with haze, how could the hand that wanted to penetrate Han Xian's heart still have the possibility of an inch, and a faint ripple appeared between his fingers, and he couldn't pass through it in the tenacious swimming fish.

Ya Gongzi's resentful gaze had already drifted to Huo Xin, the killing intent in it was very obvious, it was really a joke, just because he also wanted Huo Xin to be afraid, the ridicule spread on Huo Xin's face, and he snorted coldly: "The person who was beaten into a dog by a stupid boy is embarrassed to look at it." ”

"Bang~~"

Ya Gongzi's eyes suddenly darkened, he must have forgotten that he was still under Han Xian's ass, and his fist fell with the help of a heaven-given opportunity.

And this time it was the eyes that suffered, Han Xian's strong fist tattooed black lines for him, and his facial features didn't know whether he was distorted by Han Xian's beating, or Han Xian's grievances, Ya Gongzi shouted angrily: "Get out of my way~"

Before the sound sounded, the energy exploded from Yagongzi's body, even if the blood filled his eyes, a trace of fear was squeezed into it, and the pain was already spreading on his body.

But Han Xian was still very obedient, and his body retreated quickly, but the pain that carved his body was completely dissipated, of course Ya Gongzi would not be so kind, and Huo Xin would not be so understanding.

Was it the roar that disturbed the dreams of the drunk, or the sound of the piano that distracted the drunkenness?

Proud people, how can you stay in this cold place, Ya Gongzi hurriedly got up from the ground, and stared at Han Xian behind Guan Hanning viciously.

How could Han Xian, who had such a big backer, still be afraid of him, his eyes were full of pride, and he also shook his oily fists from time to time to remind Yagongzi not to forget that he still had his glory on his face.

Although Guan Hanning's gaze was still intoxicated, Ya Gongzi's black eyes should be able to see that he was not easy to mess with.

His eyes drifted to Han Xian again, and he said in a low voice: "Hmph, I'm worried, don't sleep too hard at night, be careful of your neck." ”

"Haha~~"

In Han Xian's opinion, such a heartfelt statement was as funny as his gray back, almost laughing, but he was laughing happily, and some people's faces were indeed very gloomy.

The people in the dark corner had faces that were even more gloomy than their black robes, and perhaps they hated Yagongzi's mouthy mouth more than Han Xian.

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