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The gentle sound of the piano stopped, and the black-robed elder had already fallen on the roof, his cold eyes looking at Huo Xin's cold face.

Maybe the black-robed elder had already felt hope, after all, Huo Xin stopped the strings in his hand.

"What do you mean?" Huo Xin said.

At this moment, hope was almost solid in the heart of the black-robed elder, and a smile suddenly rose: "How about you and I take what we need?"

"Oh~" A hint of treachery flashed on Huo Xin's face, and those lonely eyes still fell on the window that covered Guan Hanning's face.

People have lived for a long time, and the more they know, the black-robed elder should know that Huo Xin's flash of deceit is waiting, waiting for him to say what he wants.

"Haha, the girl doesn't say secret words, I want that arrogant young man, I think you have seen the Liangzi between that person and me, don't let him taste the bliss of the world, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart" The black-robed elder said angrily.

The smile was completely spread on that cold face, Huo Xin was no longer speechless, and the strings in his hands trembled lightly again.

"Haha, Miss Xie's fulfillment" The black-robed man disappeared into the dark shadows.

The conversation between the black-robed elder and Huo Xin did not hide from Guan Hanning at all, he completely listened to it in his heart, in the end, women should not be easily offended.

But Guan Hanning didn't have a trace of fear on his face, and snorted coldly in his heart: "If you want my life, it depends on whether you have such a ability." ”

And Han Xian was even more smiling, of course, happy because of the suspicious look of the black-robed elder in his memory: "Bliss in the world, I want to see how happy I am." ”

"Big brother, I feel that those black-robed people seem to have come out of the distance. Han Xian said calmly.

It must have been very surprised that Han Xian was so affirmative, Guan Hanning's face was still very cold, and he nodded his head slightly, whether he felt happy in his heart, because she was not from that place of bitterness and hatred.

One place is clear, and everywhere is clear, Guan Hanning said softly: "Shadow Killer." ”

Han Xian must be unfamiliar with this name, but the only thing that is not unfamiliar is that the people in that place are obsessed with the things on their chests, and they are also obsessed with themselves as a person.

Did Huo Xin give up?

There was not a single arrow through the window, but the blue spear was still hanging so quietly, and there was still a breath of imprisoning frozen bones above, and Guan Hanning had to urge the main soul of the Emperor Seal again and again to resist.

"Han Xian be careful of those shadows. Guan Hanning said very solemnly.

His eyes hurriedly swept towards the shadows, and of course what he saw was just shadows, but Guan Hanning's words had already melted into his heart, and the meaning of 'shadow killing' had also melted into his heart.

"Haha, the Commander of the Rulers is the Commanders of the Rulers who have gained insight into our identities so quickly. The voice of the black-robed elder sounded in the room.

Han Xian hurriedly looked around, there were no people except the shadows.

Guan Hanning didn't dare to agree with this compliment, and said coldly: "Do you have something to say?"

"Haha, the commander is really smart, but he is really trapped by love, the old man was also young, and the woman even the old man likes it very much. ”

Han Xian listened inexplicably, and Guan Hanning listened even more gloomy.

"Hehe, it's better for the commander to make a deal with us, as long as you hand over that stinky boy to me, I won't embarrass you, as for that thing, we can't look down on it. The black-robed elder said tirelessly.

The smile had already spread on Han Xian's face, and without waiting for Hanning to speak, he said coldly: "Your youth has lived to be a dog." ”

And Guan Hanning's cold face is already full of sharp colors, which is undoubtedly a support for Han Xian.

"Boy, the power of your tongue, your life, we have decided. The black-robed elder's voice rang out again.

"Haha, joke, if you have the ability, you can take it. ”

Han Xian must not have known that his words had been fulfilled, the air was flowing slowly, and the black-robed man behind him had been standing for a long time, but Han Xian did not notice it at all.

There was no wind, and the black-robed man's feet had not bent and moved, but his figure was indeed advancing little by little, and there was a smile on his face.

The knife was painted a strange black color like his robe, and it approached Han Xian little by little as the black-robed man approached.

No breathing, no heartbeat, no cold, just like a ghost standing behind Han Xian, and this room has been infected by the Blue Soul Gun is very cold, how can he still feel the strangeness behind him.

If the knife could fall, then Han Xian's life would be over, but what the black-robed man wanted was not a cold corpse, but a living soul.

The knife edge was slowly reaching Han Xian's waist, although the cultivation of this black-robed man was similar to Han Xian's, but he had already used the killer's silence to perfection.

The black short knife tore through his clothes, Han Xian didn't know it, and the tip of the knife was even more against the skin, but Han Xian, whose eyes were thick and vigilant, still didn't know the ghost of death behind him.

Does it hurt?

The blade had already broken through the skin, and the blood was seeping out, but at this moment, Han Xian was like a fool, his eyes were still vigilant, but he didn't know the pain in his body.

This black knife is like a mosquito's needle, with its own anesthetic effect, and only when the short knife is drawn can you perceive that life has passed cleanly.

"Hey~"

The 'Demon Knife' must be sighing, why do so many people want to kill their hopes, and they have been looking for a reason to save Han Xian, but every time they are so reluctant.

And this time, maybe he thinks that Han Xian should die in battle openly, let alone become a walking corpse.

The star map shook slightly, and Han Xian's body trembled, and the paralyzed pain and cold blood all stepped on his heart with this movement.

Why is the waist burning, and why is the waist painful?

His gaze swept back in horror, and his smile completely collapsed, Han Xian's eyes were opposite those of the black-robed man.

The scorching heat of the black-robed man's breath completely sprayed on Han Xian's face, and the heavy heartbeat trampled on the bottom of Han Xian's heart, and the cold breath froze Han Xian even more.

This is shock, but even more hateful.

And Han Xian's head and heart must be glad that he is still alive, Wu Xiangfeng is too long, and his fists are too long, and when they turn around, Han Xian will definitely think that his life is gone.

Dao Li straightened his back and leaned directly towards the chest of the black-robed man, and with the protection of the 'Demon Knife', Han Xian's actions were much simpler, and the blue soul couldn't freeze Han Xian.

In fact, this is not looking for death, as long as the black-robed man is bold enough, with a short knife, the waist bone is broken, and Han Xian's life will disappear from this world.

But the cold person, the head of the elm, the divine command carved by the knife in his heart, can die himself, but no one under the knife can die.

"Bang~~"

In the struggle for his life, of course, Han Xian used all his strength, and the shadow killer came very treacherously and calmly, but he was indeed very staggered when he retreated.

Even the knife in his hand was left on his waist by Han Xian, and he had already been knocked to the ground.

Heavy breathing echoed in Han Xian's throat, and his face was even paler, in his opinion, if it wasn't for Dao Shu's awareness, his life would have been harvested.

As for the panicked face on the ground, Han Xian remembered that it was one of the black-robed people, and how he quietly concealed Han Ning from himself and knew nothing, and how much Han Xian, the magical Dao method in the world, could know.

Of course, Guan Hanning was aware of all the noises here, but he didn't dare to turn around, because the person who spoke had already entered the house.

Han Xian took a deep breath, an absolute haze was engraved on his face, no matter how panicked that face was, Han Xian would not have a trace of mercy, and his eyes were indeed quietly dyed red.

Because the burning blood in the waist is a good reminder.

"Suffer death. Han Xian let out a low roar, and the spear stabbed at the black-robed man.

"Ding~"

The short blade sounded, Han Xian's eyebrows jumped, it turns out that you still have a knife, and what intercepted the spear was a short knife like a black blade, but this one was all red.

"Hmph, it's just a dying struggle. ”

In Han Xian's opinion, even if he gave this black-robed man a long knife now, it would be a dead end, because Han Xian would not give him a chance to stand up.

At this moment, Han Xian's spear is like a snake letter, the edge is cold and long, and the sound of collision is endless, Han Xian's spear doesn't care about failure, and the black-robed man really has to pay the price for the overwhelmed sword.

Life is struggling, and the black-robed man has a short knife to protect it thoroughly, but his chest is already dripping with blood, which is still the result of desperate struggle.

This must have been very painful, but the black-robed man was like a dumb man, and he didn't make any extra sound except for the sound of blood flowing all over his body.

Guan Hanning's brows were already furrowed, and he still said in the balance: "Han Xian~." ”

Han Xian should have understood what Guan Hanning meant, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of uncertainty in his heart, he should have been able to stab this person under the gun a long time ago, right?

But he was covered in wounds, and he could still catch his breath.

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