What to shout?

Do you think he'll be back if you shout so loudly?

Do you think you can help him get back to his old self?

Why don't you take care of yourself first?

The danger is like a tired egg, and at this moment, Han Xian seems to be in the moment of life and death, and the shadow of the monkey third has filled his eyes, and it is on his head.

Shout it.

Are you still shouting?

Your immediate position is the point, he can't even save the person in his arms, and for you, the far water can't save the fire, the stick shadow crushes the air, and the air is cold.

"Whew~!"

Listening to the wind and cold, fortunately, Han Xian is not really stupid, fortunately, he is still a little vigilant.

It may be out of instinctive autonomy, holding the demon knife and immediately raising it to block the blow that is intended to break the head, but this defense was created in a hurry, can it work?

Facts prove everything, facts witness everything.

"Bang~!"

Shadow chaos after the shadow smash.

A bloody blade flashed in the air, and the demon knife that was guarding the head was directly smashed open, and the head and head were completely exposed to the air.

Stick.

This is the monkey three sticks intended to open the skull, so naturally there will be no mercy.

Scarlet.

What fills the eyes is not the hot blood of itself, it is indeed the blood color of the monkey's three stick shadows, it fills the eyes, and after the next moment, this flood changes everything and becomes completely black.

"Bang~!"

Skull.

Stick.

A sharp warning.

There are gold stars in his eyes, the sky is full of small stars, the sky is full of all kinds of gods and horses flashing, and the sky is like the cold smile of death, he looked at himself and smiled.

It laughed as the hot blood on its cheeks slid down.

A little bit.

Drop by drop.

From the forehead to the cheeks, blood was everywhere.

But this still feels the sight, and you can still see the Venus in your eyes, which means that you are still alive, and you can't take yourself away with this stick of death.

But you're still starving Venus, and death hasn't stopped.

"Whew~!"

A stick can't kill you, so take advantage of your illness and kill you, such a good opportunity, how could Monkey San give up, its face was excited, and the excitement prompted the big stick in his hand to be raised high.

"Evil, you are destined to die under my stick. ”

Talking monkey, you are still talking, and the demon who really kills people, at this moment, can be said to be silent, it is silently killing people.

"Whew~!!"

Hearing the wind, hearing the black and white flickering, seeing the shadow, it was a black and white candle yin, it carried this short knife and caught the fish intestine sword to kill, and its sword actually arrived in front of Han Xian one step ahead of the stick of the monkey three.

It has long been moved.

It had already departed.

Kill.

The sword is cold and the sword is cold.

The two knives crossed into ten, intending to kiss Han Xian's weakest place, and the blade stained his throat, intending to drain Han Xian's blood and kill this person, Candle Yin would be more convinced that his path was right.

Kill.

Breaking the throat, killing people is like killing a chicken, the blade of the sword is only a piece of paper away from Han Xian's throat, and after this paper, Han Xian, who is a human being, is no different from a chicken.

Am I going to die?

Is my throat cold because I'm going to die?

"Whew~!"

There is no doubt that no, I will go to the battlefield by myself, I will go back, I will go back to marry her, and now, I must still be alive.

Ye Ninghua.

Verdant color: red maple blood.

"Buzz~!"

Seven and eight, Ning Xian is ascending, and life is walking for a long time, but now there is a demon in front of him who wants to cut off the long road under his feet, so how can I agree.

The Eight Realms are vast.

The Rifeng realm adheres to this vastness, converging into the extreme of one point, into the madness of a punch, and directly smashes on the chest of the candle yin.

What a distance.

That's only the thickness of a piece of paper.

However, however, the distance between this paper thin paper is indeed farther than heaven and earth.

"Poof~!"

Broken kite, broken kite that the kite wanted to fall apart, Candle Yin's throat kiss knife had not yet come and stuck to Han Xian's throat, it was indeed broken by Han Xian's first punch.

With regret he was let go.

"Whew~!"

But the knife that killed was not a throat, it was above his head, and the monkey came again, how annoying it was, and it was the face and the stick.

"Whew!"

This time, you won't succeed.

The face is majestic, and the eyes are holy.

Just when Monkey San thought that he could write the saint under the stick as a dead man, its body was indeed suddenly shocked, and the dream that belonged to it suddenly came to naught.

Five-fingered palms.

The Buddha country has five fingers, and the monkey three will be controlled with one hand.

"Uh~!"

Trapped and palmed monkey three crazy, monkey three struggled howl, a body of cultivation is not covered in the end, just in its struggle, the Buddha palm derived from his own Dao power is already crumbling.

"Hmph~!"

He snorted coldly, looked into the distance, and whispered, "How about giving it to you?"

"Whew~!"

A body in the air, a shadow of the boss, and a purple and gold crown in his hair, it was a monkey, and this monkey was thrown out by Han Xian like a stone.

Naturally, this is not a casual mess that hurts flowers and plants, it has a purpose and a goal.

Wind and rain gauges.

It had been looking at it for a long time, and the monkey-like stone was thrown at it, so I asked it if it dared to take it.

"Bang~!"

didn't give you so many choices, this stone came so quickly, it didn't give Ji Meng a chance to dodge, and he deducted his head and face.

Suddenly, the two demons fought, and all kinds of bones rang out.

Suddenly the rain and the wind were blowing, and the monkeys were howling incessantly.

"Haha~!"

Laughing, it was Han Xian's laughter, he suddenly turned around in laughter, completely ignoring his back, his feet kept moving, and he threw himself into the Yingdu City, shouting, shouting, and arguing: "Big brother, big brother Hanning~~!"

A sound.

One after the other.

"Whew~!"

But Han Xian, didn't you hear the voice behind you?

Wind and rain are cloudy, its body stands up straight, its waist is erect, and its gaze falls on your Han Xian's back full of sneers, but compared to its complexion, its fingers are relatively colder.

Condensed shadows.

A drop hangs.

Water.

It's water droplets again.

"Whew~!"

Shake, flow, kill.

Catch the shadow of Han Xian, flow to Han Xian, intend to break the heart, kill Han Xian, and the drop of water is behind, this time, with this silent flow, it can be concluded that this must not be a false means.

Behind you.

But Han shouted in front of him first, completely ignoring behind him.

"Big brother. ”

"Big brother~~!"

Big brother Guan Hanning, did you hear your little brother's last roar?

It was once lost, but now it's not really deaf.

Guan Hanning raised his head, his face full of sadness was raised, his eyes fell on Han Xian's body, he wanted to laugh and speak, but in the end, he was speechless.

"Hmph~!"

But suddenly, in the midst of his excitement, Guan Hanning really snorted coldly, raised his palm, and the once broken thin blade reappeared.

"Hiss~!"

Point of light.

Cut is light.

Killing Light.

Point to Han Xian, cut to Han Xian, and kill Han Xian.

"Uh~!"

In this regard, Han Xian's face was full of horror, how could it be? He was numb in an instant, his eyes stupidly watched the wisp of cold knife color rushing through the air, and even saw it piercing through his chest.

"Whew~!"

Listen to the sound of the front like the front, the sound of piercing flesh and bones, coming from behind and coming out from behind.

Listening to the sound of the slash, I felt that I was coming from behind me, and I felt that I was coming from behind, but I felt that I didn't have a trace of pain, safe and sound, and I didn't hurt a little.

"Poof~!"

Accentuate the sound.

It was the alarm behind him, he was startled when he heard the sound, and his eyes hurriedly looked behind him, but fortunately he was fortunate to be able to see it, and what he saw was a small drop of water that was cut into countless pieces by the knife-colored knife.

This is a means of Jimeng's sneak attack.

"Whew~!"

After the water droplets were cut into air, the knife intent was still there, and it regathered to find the source of killing, and went straight to the body of the wind and rain Jimeng.

Suddenly.

Instantaneous.

"Ah~~!"

A wail, a mournful roar, after seeing a sound of skin and flesh damage, this knife, Ji Meng is irresistible, can only be cut on the body, the difference in the realm is not something that a genius can make up, Guan Hanning and Ji Meng are undoubtedly not the existence of the same realm, but at the moment when the cold knife cut the skin, cut off the bones, and wanted to kill into the heart, Ji Meng's body was indeed soaring to the sky, and after the blink of an eye, Guan Hanning's knife intent was wiped clean.

And the dragon god in the distance dodged a few times, and he rushed to its side with eagerness to protect it.

"Hehe~!"

Seeing this, Han Xian smiled, smiled and moved his feet, and jumped into Yingdu City.

He.

He.

He.

Guan Hanning.

At the moment when he jumped into the city, Guan Hanning also stood up, looked at the past, chased the past, recalled the past, and thought that the battle on the peak of the palace that day was the final chapter of the brothers, but now that the peak is turning, we can still kill thieves together, and we can still drink happily together.

"Haha~!"

Look at each other and laugh, look at each other and laugh.

Han Xian's eyes burst into tears, his face was slightly red with excitement, and he roared: "Big brother." ”

Guan Hanning's smiling shape, excited shadow, and roared: "Brother Han." ”

It's brothers, we once swore to fight all this life, and now we are still alive, so to fulfill our long-cherished wish, we are fighting together once, and we are fighting side by side at one time.

"Whew~!"

Hug each other, hug each other.

Brothers meet and embrace each other.

Did you know?

Why did I, Han Xian, become what I am now, and why I Han Xian was able to compete for all my strength, it was all because of the introduction of the eldest brother Guan Hanning.

Did you know?

Why I, Han Xian, am still alive now, naturally this is inseparable from my efforts and luck, but one thing must be clear, in Shangwu City, if it were not for the protection of my eldest brother Guan Hanning, I would have died a long time ago, and I would definitely become a member of the green flame that burned quietly.

It was him, who introduced the door.

It is he who guides and protects.

It was he who made me Han Xian today.

"Is there any wine?"

Han Xian shouted Is there any wine?

"Is there any wine?"

Guan Hanning is already shouting that there is wine?

"Hehe~~!"

Hearing this, Rong Ruo smiled lightly, the light in his hand flashed, and he said softly: "The little woman doesn't have a flame and good wine here, but there are indeed two bowls of green springs, I don't know the two strong men, can you drink it?"

Wine is just a symbol.

There are brothers, and water can also be called a spirit.

Han took it first, Guan Hanning held it, and the bowl touched lightly, as if brothers were hugging each other.

Look at each other and see a smile.

Look at each other and be happy.

"Haha~!"

The two looked at each other and laughed, the two looked at each other at the high table bowl, their necks were raised, their faces were raised, and the wine in the bowl was empty.

"Good wine," Han roared first.

"Good wine," Guan Hanning roared.

"Haha~!"

Three glasses of two light wines, how can it be in a hurry late.

"Hehe, you can see it too, he was the first to strike. ”