The cold of the ground made the already tired muscles and bones even more sore, and the hands supported the ground and slowly got up, and the mind was already spinning. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

His heart was already very miserable, and his clenched fist did not let go, and this was the only backbone of Han Xian now.

Abi glanced at Ling'er's broken face, her eyes rose resolutely, and she sighed in a low voice: "Childe, it's really no wonder that we have been trapped in the bitter cold land for too long, too long. ”

A tear appeared on Abi's face, countless days and moons struggled, how many times she happily begged for death, but it was indeed so cold and bitter when she was reborn.

What is the difference between the place of new life in front of you and the place where you seek death?

Memory, crazy memory, Abi and the others want to get rid of it too much, but this burial forest does give them an alternative kind of longevity, but they have been tormented for countless years in the bitter cold, and they want to forget their youth and ignorance too much.

And every time I was reborn, the blood at that time was indeed repeated in my mind again and again.

This life and this soul are destined to suffer boundless torture in such bitter cold, and today is finally ushering in the dawn of rebirth, as long as you get the fragment of the 'Emperor Seal', the emperor will definitely let his soul go.

Ling'er and Abi's sorrow Han Xian how can he know, he only understands his own world, those eyes are closed tightly, not daring to open them, afraid that when they open them, the only strength that supports the backbone will collapse.

That hateful dizziness made Han Xian unable to even concentrate his thoughts, and he didn't know what to do now, and now he definitely didn't think of the senior brother in the star map.

Really, Han Xian had forgotten about him.

And the dizziness did not make Han Xian think of death, the soul under the Dao Tree Star Chart, watching the light of the Star Chart slowly dim, watching the Dao leaves yellowing one by one, but the star shining on the Dao Tree in his eyes was still bright.

This is Han Xian's only hope for life, and in the eyes of the soul's cold eyes, this is even more where the fight lies, and those who want to let themselves die must make her pay the price.

A ray of light floated out from the star, wandering merrily around the soul.

A cold smile floated on Han Xian's face: "Hmph, I really know that you won't be controlled by this little Gu poison." "And in his eyes, the 'Boundary Keeper' who looked like the opposite of him appeared again.

Seriously, the current Han Xian wants to see him, because he is the one who brought him this almost unlimited starlight.

And there are too many people in the world who want to see the 'Boundary Keeper', but it is indeed very rare to be fortunate enough to meet him, not because he is too noble, but because the person he wants to see is not qualified himself.

The current Han Xian can't even take care of his life, and he still thinks about the Eight Realms and the 'Boundary Keeper', which is definitely wishful thinking.

Han Xian held back his strength and wanted to make Ah Bi and Ling'er pay the price, but at the moment, he was unable to move, and the only way for him to wait was the most helpless, waiting for them to send him to the door.

And Ah Bi and Ling'er had no other choice, if they wanted to get the fragment of the 'Emperor Seal' in order to get out, they had to make up for Han Xian's body.

Although the heart is not ruthless, but at this time, it can only be spicy.

The grizzled Han Xian's noodle plate does not have supreme charm, but Ah Bi and Ling'er are indeed as trembling as Han Xian before, are they unbearable, or do they have scruples?

Of course, what they were afraid of was not the fragment of the 'Imperial Seal' that Han Xian was holding in his hand, but their own hearts, when Han Xian was brave, their swords never trembled.

But now Han Xian has become a fish on the board, and they have once again become weak women who are powerless.

And this was really endless torture for Han Xian, because the eyes of the soul were not only anxious and the yellowing of the Dao leaves, but also anxious about the withering of this body.

I can't drag it out, and I'm really afraid that the star will dim when I consume it.

But Han Xian's worries seemed to be completely superfluous, as the Gu poison on the knife continued to worsen, and his body gradually deteriorated, the star was indeed getting brighter and brighter.

And now that he has single-handedly supported the light of the star map, Han Xian's expression has indeed become more and more solemn, because it is very clear that there is an end to the expansion of anything, and the same is true for the star.

The brightness of the present can be understood as a kind of return to light, or a kind of last light of disillusionment in life, as long as it is extinguished, then everything is dim.

But no matter how anxious and anxious Han Xianzai was, it was useless, because he didn't dare to move now, and waiting for a sudden attack might achieve a surprise effect, but if he chose to take the initiative to attack, then he would undoubtedly have to give up the chance to kill.

And of course this Han Xian dares to think, it is supreme glory to pull a cushion back when he dies, but if he fails, then he will only achieve resentment and humiliation.

The abominable waiting became the only way, and the joy of struggling with yellowing and withering was something that only Han Xian himself could taste.

The wait was at the end, and Han Xian should be glad that he was alive to wait for those two short knives to approach him.

"Hey~"

The sigh lingered around Han Xian's side, and Han Xian must have heard it so closely.

"Childe, don't blame us for being ruthless, we just want to get out of here too much" After speaking, Abi and Ling'er didn't forget to salute Han Xian slightly.

It's been too long to wait for this moment, so long that I will take the guilt in my ears as the urging of death, and today I, Han Xian, must pull a funeral companion.

And also in the midst of waiting, there is the bright light and long star.

The brilliance in the star map suddenly dimmed, and the darkness immediately blindfolded Han Xian's soul, but the eyes were indeed not blind, and the starlight was moved away from the origin of the star map by Han Xian, and all of it poured into his arm.

The brilliance at first glance must have stunned everyone.

Ah Bi and Ling'er are godless, they are shocked that Han Xian, who is almost silent, can still burst out with such an ability, and the demon who pretends to be dead in the withered zodiac leaves will be surprised, because the subtle tricks in his eyes do burst out with a power that makes them jaw-dropping, and maybe he hasn't woken up yet, so he can't see this.

At this moment, the fist is still the Chuyang fist, but what glories is the brilliance and coldness of the star, not the heat and vastness of the yang.

This time, Han Xian's target was Ah Bi, and his fist was aimed at his heart, and he had already decided in his heart that as long as she was hit, she would definitely be dead.

Ah Bi's surprise is indeed not panic, he really doesn't care if he will die or not, if Han Xian's fist can free him permanently, he will really be very grateful.

But there is no doubt that it is wishful thinking, and although it is destroyed here, it is still in endless torment.

Han Xian, the brave creatures of the burial forest, had already been taught, and they were all not afraid of death, and a low roar echoed in Han Xian's throat: "Then go and die." ”

The fist is faster than the knife again, and the edge is even more blowing, if it weren't for Ah Bi and Ling'er holding it fiercely, I'm afraid they would all be blown away by the star edge overflowing from the fist.

"Bang~"

The fist does not move, this punch Han Xian should be satisfied, Ah Bi's steel-like body, under the bombardment of the fist, it is not worth mentioning at all, the entire fist penetrates out from Ah Bi's front heart and back heart, and the body is cut out by Xingfeng A big hole.

And this really can't change Abi's belief.

Han Xian's body moved slightly, Abi's body shook more than half a point, she had long disliked this body, even if it was smashed into tatters, she would not frown at this moment, as long as it did not hinder the fall of the knife, all the efforts would be worth it.

"Whew~"

The blade sliced through the air, and the blade roared.

The soul in the darkness must have heard this sound truly, and what difference was it from the joy of death.

I don't want to listen to the coldness of the blade, the eyes in the darkness have seen the glory of the fist fight, as long as I remember him, there should be no regrets in this life.

Even if he wanted to forget, the blade sung coldly and told Han Xian about the arrival of death again and again.

Ah Bi and Ling'er only have their own knives in their eyes, as long as these two knives are falling, then in the strong soul, then as long as they are ruined, they are finally so close to him.

It's really, really close.

It's so close that it almost makes Ah Bi and Ling'er cry wildly, it's like a river, although it's shallow, but for them, it's just looking at each other, tears spilling on their cheeks, they are only a little bit away from the beautiful rebirth, but it has become a thunder pond evil land, if death can be exchanged for a pass, Ah Bi They will not hesitate, but they really don't have such a chance.

The dim light enveloped Han Xian, and it was they who cut off the blind date between the blade and the skin.

Undoubtedly, Han Xian should be grateful, he should be grateful to the fence that put him into the burial forest, and it was the light emitted by the amulet he gave him that allowed him to steal his life again.

That face slowly grew into a smile, and it was a miserable laugh, as if he wouldn't have lived long without those two knives.

"Ah~~~"

A terrible roar emanated from Han Xian's body, and the dark and gloomy dense forest hit like a raging rain, and the sound of fluttering was endless, and the green skeletons that were shallow in the dense leaves all fell to the ground dimly.

In front of Han Xian, Ah Bi and Ling'er trembled even more, and their bodies were prostrate on the ground.

The stunned was already entrenched on Han Xian's cheeks, his own long howl did not have such power, but it was indeed really emitted on his body, could it be that when would he not be able to live on his body again?

The soul head in the darkness shook slightly, and the almost dead self seemed to be unable to control this idleness.

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