I saw it.

But this seeing is more of an indifferent powerlessness, we are so far away, I don't have the ability to capture the world, I can't get there.

Don't be afraid.

Nothing to be afraid of.

The calamity that will come is the same as good luck, he can't stop it, it will come, don't be afraid, just stand up and walk through it.

What's more, aren't I still standing now?

If the situation is better, then it should be stronger.

The blood taken away by the skeleton can't be taken back and forth, although I don't know what it wants to do with its own blood, but I can guess that it will not have any good intentions, but the matter has come to this point, so there is no need to think about it in this regard, let's take care of what is being said in front of you first.

"Whew~!"

Take a deep breath to suppress the unevenness in your heart.

Full of caution, his eyes are very vigilant staring at the skeleton, as if he is afraid that it will suddenly burst out, or that it will suddenly change something in its body and cut itself off.

Staring.

Stare at.

But.....

This staring cautiousness was more like waiting for this suffering to happen, as if waiting for the means of the brook's enlightenment to touch him.

It's very weak.

The devil has always been lurking in the darkness, and they are silently approaching, and it is very likely that they have stabbed the knife into their hearts before people know it.

Then the vigilance, the cautious prudence will be pale and powerless.

Although it sounds good, it is more like a kind of powerless helplessness, who doesn't want to be at ease, there must be offense and defense in addition to seeing the move, otherwise they will all be beaten passively.

But now...

I want to be cautious and find out the situation first.

Looking at the front of him, the skeleton was as gloomy as ever, but the soul fire in the pupils of his eyes seemed to be very proud, and the burning of the flame seemed to be mocking himself.

But this mockery is so calm.

Calm enough to be understood as a quiet motionlessness.

Are you sure?

I couldn't help it, and I took a step forward with a slight movement under my feet.

"Huh~!"

The sound of bones shattering, listening to the sound of bones, saw the false tranquility of the huge skeleton, and when it lifted its feet, it put its narrow knife across its chest as a defense.

Many times, do you already think that the sparse sound that echoes in the air is the chaotic sound of its bones moving?

I think so.

I really wanted to think like this with my eyes, but on my body, the tingling sensation in my chest told me again and again not to deceive myself.

Hurt.

Tingling of the bones.

It's like a fate.

The skeleton in front of me seems to be really a bone peeled from my body, it hurts me, it hurts me a lot, and I will feel it completely.

"Whew~!"

The wind is whistling~!

The wind eased from the skeleton, and the feeling of acting on the body was indeed like a knife, scraping the bones, severe pain, and the pain of his own skin wrinkled inch by inch.

Can it not hurt.

If your bones are standing there, why are the bones wrapped in flesh and blood, and why are they so hard and so deeply hidden, this cannot be understood as a kind of fear, it is afraid of being exposed to the wind.

But now his bones are completely exposed.

Then I can only feel this cold air knife well.

"Huh~!"

The teeth are biting, the color is the calendar, I want to rush up, I am a hundred, I want to rush in and directly chop this bone to pieces, because in my own opinion, the skeleton nests the knife for defense and does not have much power to hold on.

But it's helpless.

When the teeth are bitten, the idea is directly stifled.

How fragile the parts of my body are, just the bite of my teeth, but it's like a broken bone, how dare I do anything about it.

Look.

It seems that you can only watch.

Staring.

It seems that he can only stare at and accept the skeleton's mockery of himself.

The wind blows on the ground.... It was as if everything had quieted down, as if Han Xian's gaze with the skeleton was waiting for death to come, waiting for weathering.

Relative.

Compared to the tranquility of the earth, the earth is absolutely insane.

"Haha~~!"

Excited, excited, Creek's enlightened face stuffed with excitement.

It must have thought that happiness had reached its peak, but at this time, it found that there were more peaks than the original peak of excitement.

Happy to break the limit again and again.

Insolence has created new heights again and again.

"Haha~!"

Can't help laughing, in the smile of the brook's open-minded eyes blurred, at this moment this face, this look, like a beggar suddenly fell into the gentle township, the flowers in front of him, beautiful, just like a child wearing a flower dress for the New Year, happy to cry, excitement can not suppress the hand dance, eyes blurred as if to see the dream.

So for what, what will happen to those eyes that will be like this in the future?

Hehe, the first in the world.

Haha, invincible today.

Hey, the past and the present.

Hee-hee, dominate the world.

Hiss, exclude the aliens.

This world is mine, my world is absolutely clean, any existence that dares to stand is cut off, this world is all my people without any mixed blood.

Is that all?

The universe can't stop the hero, the thoughts of this great man have drifted out of the scope of this world, he is the king of the universe, he is the emperor of chaos, and his alien damn theory has become the melody of everything.

Those who do not follow are killed.

Kill.

Kill.

Kill.

The eyes of the killer are blurred, and the heart is illusory.

There is nothing wrong with thinking, there is nothing wrong with any living being, as long as you have time, as long as you have space, you can do it, when you are alone, there will be no disturbance, let alone blame.

So it's better not to bother the brook to be open-minded.

Ground.

"Whew~!"

Han Xian gritted his teeth and breathed in the wind of torture, knowing very well in his heart that he must not go on like this, and if he develops like this, maybe in the next moment, this wonderful world will not belong to him.

Soul.

When I look inward, I already perceive the soul is not good.

I don't know when it started, I actually forgot its existence a little, I didn't realize that it was very weak, their skin was pale and terrible, its eyes seemed to be closed and it seemed to be very tired, it was about to fall asleep, but I didn't even know, if it wasn't for the inexplicable panic and inward-looking, I am afraid that when the soul was completely silent, I would still be blinded in the dark.

"Whew~!"

Painful breathing in the wind.

If you're not careful, you almost don't even know how you died, but now that you know, is it watching yourself die?

If you still choose such a meaningless and inactive stare, you are waiting for death.

The corners of the eyes are furrowed.

The whole dough is wrinkled.

"Ah~~!"

Biting the pain, roaring in pain, stepping on the pain, holding the demon knife in his hand, regardless of the hatred and hatred towards the skeleton, kill it.

"Hey~!"

It seems to be deliberately teasing, it is simply teasing, I take two steps and it takes two steps back, I take a step back, I walk swaying, it retreats elegantly, I enter the pain, it retreats happily, and finally I stop to gasp and shake in pain, it stops and looks at itself with a sneer: "Hey~~!"

"Giggle~!"

Laughter is also a pain in my mind.

It laughed and mocked my pain, and said, "Squeak, how does it feel, it hurts, oops, it hurts me, don't talk." Don't talk, I have a toothache. ”

Nonsense.

The air was blown by the wind and bits of nonsense.

Nervous trance.

Shadows in the eyes.

Listening to the words, it seems that he is really going to be pushed into hell, is he really going down, is it really like this, I don't want to be unwilling.

Looking inwardly at the weakness of the soul is even more unwilling.

The soul's eyes drooped, he was about to fall asleep, and his intuition told him that if the soul really fell asleep, then it would not belong to him.

Yelling interruptions are useless.

If I could hear it, it would have woken up a long time ago.

The soul seemed to be separated from itself, and there seemed to be an invisible barrier in between, and I could see it, but it seemed to have forgotten my existence.

Not your own?

"Hey~!"

The hateful guy was sneering again, and it continued mockingly, "Han Xian.... Oh, you should change your name, you can't call it this name, or you'll call it a cat, a dog, ....."

"Hiss~!"

The skeleton is talking.

Its mouth is constantly mocking, nonsense, and in the midst of its chatter, the sky is striking, and the flames are bright in the sky, starting from their own hands, passing through the air, where do you flee.

"Poof~!"

Straight to the point.

Taking advantage of the fact that the skeleton was not on guard, he opened the sunfall bow at once, and quickly opened the flame arrow, the flame pierced the heart, and the arrow directly penetrated into the skeleton's burning soul fire heart.

Empathize, by the heart of the fire.

"Haha~~!"

Folds of the skin.

He laughed out loud and roared, "Refreshing, how do you feel?"

Asked how to look at the skeleton of the stunned gloomy, I asked it, but I didn't give it a chance to answer, the body danced wildly, grabbed the demon knife, and raised the light of blood.

Withered glory.

The blade of the sword evolved into the light of withering glory, and opened the sky to split.

"Whew~!"

Beheading, starting from the shoulders of the skeleton, under the indulgence of Kurong, the original skeleton was a bone without flesh, but at this moment it is indeed skinny and bone, and there is flesh.

"Hiss~!"

Life comes first, death comes last.

Followed by cutting, the skin and flesh were broken, the bones had been cut off, and at this moment the skeleton seemed to be relieved, he raised his knife to do defense, but when he wanted to move, it did bring more astonishment, I don't know why, it was weak, the arm could move, and it was extremely difficult to lift.

Flesh and blood are derived from the bones, but the result is really weak, the hand that grasps the knife is trembling, and it is difficult to lift it, but when it comes into contact, it is really overwhelming.

"Whew~!"

There was no earth-shattering sound, and there was no trembling sound of Jingo's echo.

The skeleton knife was directly dropped to the ground when it touched each other, and it was directly knocked down and stuck obliquely into the ground.

Withered glory.

Whether it's dry or honored, it's essentially a murderous knife, and you think that giving you flesh and blood is because your skeleton is not good-looking as your decoration.

There's a saying that 'what you look at is useless,' and that's what it means.

"Open~!"

Diagonal split, the shoulder begins, the lower abdomen ends, broken, the demon knife under the devil's withered glory, a skeleton is separated into two sections, but the two interceptions have not yet come to the ground.

"Whew~!"

The face of the gods.

Holiness does not stain anything.

Here, where the false sun has been illuminated, the first sun, which truly belongs to the sun, rises and crosses the brilliance of the sun, illuminating the falsehood of the essence.

"Bang~!"

At the beginning of the Buddha's Yang fist, Han Xian sent his fist five fingers to bombard the skeleton head, and the great sun burned the light of the two eyes and souls, and silenced everything, and all falsehoods were nowhere to hide.

"Poof~!"

Smash.

In the early sun, the head was shattered.

"Poof~!"

It was indeed the new leaves of the treetops of his own star map tree, and his soul was quiet, but his heavy eyelids were still closed, and he couldn't stop the tired, invisible, warm long song, and fell asleep.

"Whew~!"

Silence is out, darkness is gone.

Trance, trance~!

The eyes are blurry, so trance-like.

My world looks like it's going to be dark.

Are you aware of the darkness here?