People who are always on the verge of death are willing to waste every minute of light. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Except for Han Xian, who doesn't know what to do next?

After recovering the strength of the night, it was just in time to polish, and in their opinion, perhaps only their own muscles could relax for a moment when they went to the battlefield, and this short moment was to better destroy the enemy.

What I have to do now is much more tiring than on the battlefield, it is others who are torturing in that land of flesh and blood, and it is my own stinky skin that is being destroyed in this place.

Everyone moved in one direction again, and the same Han Xian didn't know where that place was.

Fortunately, Han Xian was humble at this time, no matter what, Han Xian today made up his mind to keep up with these people, and the more important reason was that he didn't even know where the direction of giving up was.

There are many rules in Shangwu's place, and Han Xian is always afraid that he will accidentally fall into the abyss. If you are alone in this wilderness, then the best way to leave is to wait here, waiting for others to get up early tomorrow, then you will have to prepare for the strength of the day with others hungry.

Wu Jitang is also in this group of people, unlike Han Xian, he clearly knows what to do today, and his task today is to teach Han Xian how to better destroy the enemy, in his opinion, these are the most urgent things for Han Xian, and if he doesn't know how to use his strength, he will only be reduced to other people's fish.

Wu Jitang had already discovered Han Xian, because the flustered clothes were still very distinctive. Wu Jitang seemed to have a blind confidence in Han Xian. Knowing that his eldest brother Guan Hanning took him to plant the star map yesterday, he knew that he would definitely be able to appear here today. Sure enough, there is nothing wrong with this confidence.

In fact, he himself doesn't know why this self-confidence is so strong, in his explanation, maybe it is an affirmation of himself, and he believes that his vision will not be the slightest deviation.

Perhaps most people in Wuxiang thought that Han Xian would not exist for a long time, but Wu Jitang did feel that this person would definitely have room for his existence in the future.

Others will not worry about him falling behind, but he himself is always afraid, this is someone else's way, where they go, he dare not ask. The bigger reason is because of low self-esteem, feeling that other people's backs are arrogant, and this team moving forward in silence is even more conducive to Qinggao.

Han Xian is a very good person in his heart, how can this small inferiority complex be easily grown.

Although I didn't dare to talk, I still didn't feel half the pressure to look at the backs of others humbly.

The footsteps are always monotonous, especially for those who don't know the way ahead, it is even more hollow, the eyes are always looking, and the ears automatically filter those holes, hoping that the target in front of them can convey his own attributes to himself, so that his boring heart is not just a simple fantasy.

That place had already passed on its own attributes, waiting for Han Xian's capture.

The deadly things were so dazzling in the sunlight, and the chaotic footsteps startled the otherwise quiet herd, and all the horses were roaring loudly, as if to cheer for the arrival of their masters. And in this roar, Han Xian is destined to have no familiar existence. But this is not just a simple irony, fortunately, Han Xianyi guessed today's content from it.

Looking up at the day, it seems that they are going to be tired today, so the horses that are now roaring must be as eager to avoid exhaustion as they are themselves.

Han Xian followed the crowd and stopped a hundred paces away from the herd. His eyes looked around, trying to figure out why these people were standing here in a demented manner, and their eyes were shining with even more demented smiles.

Han Xian's heart was always trying to comfort himself.

was also laughing, and Han was laughing first. venting his own anguish.

I don't know who was the first to blow the loud whistle, and suddenly every corner of the team remembered the sounds that made Han Xian's ears buzz.

Han Xian hurriedly covered his ears, these people were crazy, and they didn't say hello.

As excited as the crowd were, the horses across from them neighed even more enthusiastically.

The clouds floating in the sky seemed to be unable to bear such a noise, and scattered in all directions.

And the following things, Han Xianke couldn't be sarcastic, and the voice that made Han Xian's head sound exploded in front of him, only to see those mountain-like iron horses all broke off the reins and rushed towards Han Xian.

The ground that Han Xian stepped on was trembling, and if it wasn't for his best control, he felt that his legs would have to keep up with the rhythm of the earth. And now what needs to be overcome is the shock of the heart, the feeling that those who rush past are their own enemies, and the bowl of iron hooves chiseled against the ground, more like stepping on the atrium.

His heart was contracting, he was afraid, and Han Xian's eyes reflected this fear very well. The pupils are going to shrink a little.

Fortunately, the things stored in the atrium were not frightened by this small battle, and they radiated their own warmth to dissolve the fear of the muscles.

The warmth flowing in the blood made Han Xian's heart settle down a lot, and he looked at the people around him, why they were excited, and they were not afraid at all, as if they were welcoming an old friend who had been separated for a long time. There was a light that fascinated Han Xian.

Han Xian was going to feel inferior again, because when he was approaching, he also sensed in the eyes of those beasts that he was missing.

It should be jealous, the ten thousand horses galloping to meet their masters, and none of the whistling horses are their own, Han Xian watched the strong figure pass by his side with envy, and looked at those rough hands caressing the horses affectionately.

Han Xian also wants to have it, but today this wish will not be fulfilled, he does not have such a confidant partner, and now he misses the new horse that he has traveled with him, but it is obvious that his youth has buried his bones permanently.

Han Xian pestle between the mountains and mountains, this will be lonely and lonely, fortunately, the mountains and mountains have no intention of being ashamed, and the people on the horse affectionately slapped the horse with a rumbling sound, leaving Han Xian in the dust.

No matter how the dust obscured the sky and the sun, Han Xian could also see how those people on the horse were beautifully sideways and grabbed the cold spear standing in the wind.

What envy, what jealousy at the moment.

I don't know when the corners of Han Xian's eyes flickered with this crystal, is it the nostalgia of tears?

When Feichen dissipated, no matter how humble Han Xian was, he didn't have the courage to follow, because others didn't give him a chance to follow.

How can the four-legged splash be something that Han Xian's trembling feet can chase.

The smoke and dust have completely dissipated, and you can imagine how lonely I felt and wanted to turn back, but the direction I came from seemed to be completely lost in the depths of my heart. I just want to stand with my feet in a daze.

The laughter was so loud in the wilderness, and the eyes searched for the source of the laughter. I saw it, it turned out that I hadn't been completely abandoned, and that lovely person comforted my beloved horse kindly, as if he hadn't found Han Xian who was crying.

The traces in the corners of his eyes couldn't be concealed from his heart, so he quickly turned around and wiped his tears with his sleeves. I felt that I couldn't see anything before I ran towards Wu Jitang.

How could the smart Wu Jitang not be able to perceive everything, seeing that Han Xian, whose eyes were slightly red, smiling like the sun in the sky, how could he let go of such a good opportunity to ridicule: "Hehe, I can't open my eyes when the wind is strong and the sand is blowing big today, and I see that our brother Han has tears blowing out." ”

Han Xian couldn't hear the fun, but how could he be willing to expose his own scars, so he could only follow the words of others and say, "Yes." After saying that, he smiled wryly.

Today's Wu Jitang has something to do, and his face is closed: "Okay, no matter whether the wind is strong today, or Shada, you have to do everything I arranged." "The expression at the moment is not half playful.

This is exactly what Han Xian needs, isn't he afraid of doing nothing?

Something is better, and he hurriedly said, "I know, I will definitely be able to do everything." The smile on his face was so bright.

Wu Jitang's smile was from the moment he put it away, and he had no intention of putting him down today. Looking at Han Xian's happiness, the corners of his mouth turned up coldly, as if he was responding to Han Xian.

At the moment, the person who is happy is the most embarrassed, and the smile is put away mechanically. This person is a dog-faced, and he will change when he says he will change, and he won't give me any time to react.

At this time, Wu Jitang turned over and got on the horse, and Han Xian was destined to stand with only two legs.

Looking up at the majestic figure, waiting for the first command. I hope to find me a horse somewhere, as I thought in my heart.

The failure of that Meizizi's idea was doomed, and Wu Jitang didn't plan to let Han Xian have a horse to ride today.

"Look ahead, the spear is up. The cold voice spread in the warm sunlight, with an irresistible meaning.

And this spear is also what Han Xian wants, although the spear is some distance away from him, but the distance is such a short existence for those who want to have it.

Running forward with all his might, he stopped in front of the dark red spear, his eyes showed too much excitement, how could he perceive the strange existence of the spear with the enthusiasm of his body and mind.

His hands reached forward without hesitation. The warm palm touched the cold barrel of the gun, and the excited eyes quickly subsided in fever, and suddenly lit up, why is it so cold, I feel that my blood and qi have been stolen.

The brain frantically wants to withdraw his hands, but the determination of his hands is unshakable. Desperately clutched, even if the knuckles are stained with frost, they don't care.

Wu Jitang still sneered at Han Xian's actions, and said indifferently: "Use the 'Star Map'." ”

Fortunately, his brain was not frozen, and he hurriedly mobilized the green light to rush to his arm.

Sure enough, the cold receded a lot, and the excitement in his eyes took hold again, but he was about to lose his home field completely.

"Pick him up and follow me. "The indifference of the voice is inevitable.

Han Xian tugged violently, almost stumbling. Instinctively, he shouted, "Why is it so heavy?" ”

As if he hadn't heard, Wu Jitang continued to order: "Pick him up and follow me." After speaking, Han Xian urged the horses forward.

Han Xian looked at the back and knew that he had no choice, so he could only urge the origin to follow with the spear.

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