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White, why not you?

Why am I here again, shouldn't I be out fighting?

Hehe, laughing, am I asleep again?

This time I really laughed and fell asleep, is this comforting myself?

That place, you have the ability to fall asleep?

I really want to try to see if I really fell asleep, because I don't want to imagine, let alone imagine, that it is possible for such a flesh-and-blood world to fall asleep.

But how to explain the darkness in front of him, is this place called Huangquan Road more convincing, Han Xian has always rejected this fact in his heart, because he really misses the sun and really wants to live.

The light is selfless, and it is not because Han Xian is standing in a holy place that the sun throws away from that place and still shines as before.

But his eyes had long been blinded by the blood-colored mist, and his whole body had been drained of strength to not support his eyes to feel the light, nor his ears to hear, and his mind had made him quiet in the dark, what a good place it was, and what a luxurious existence it had been for the mind and imagination.

All love has to be repaid, everyone in Wuxiang knows who reversed the battle situation that was about to fall, and the tail flame that broke through the sky has always been deep in his mind, so as long as the person on the horse does not fall to the ground, then Han Xian's side will always be guarded, even if this person has been dead for a long time, they will treat him as a triumphant to welcome the city.

Han Xian was lucky, and the land that Han Xian guarded was also lucky.

Some people can enjoy the softness of dusk in silence in the cradle.

But some people are really not good, Guan Hanning's battle is not over yet, and the battle of Wuxiang is getting white-hot.

Turning sideways slightly, he dodged Meng Yiguang's pounce, how could he still give the enemy a chance, Guan Hanning is not a fool, and the spear swept towards Meng Yiguang obliquely.

Maybe Guan Hanning was wrong this time and underestimated Meng Yiguang a little.

Guan Hanning's gaze jumped suddenly, aren't you afraid of death?

It seems that this is really the case, Meng Yiguang didn't seem to notice the spear that swept into his waist, and let it be bullied, and the long knife in his hand slashed towards Guan Hanning without half a minute.

Maybe Guan Hanning can ignore the sword light that attacked, and the best possibility is that his gun will come first to free Meng Yiguang, and he will be seriously injured at most by three points in the flesh.

But that's the best possible thing, how can you make yourself completely convinced.

With his own means, it is still too late to retract the defense, and it is only in an instant to weigh the pros and cons, Guan Hanning does not dare to bet, how can people living under the sun be willing to push themselves into the unknown darkness.

Guan Hanning's spear turned left to block Meng Yiguang's broadsword, his gaze slanted slightly, and his eyes were completely exposed in his mind.

Blood-red eyes are inevitable, but it is impossible for Guan Hanning to think that Meng Yiguang is as simple as stopping at blood-red eyes, because he perceives that the red does not have a trace of waves, as if he is born with the same fit.

Suddenly I felt glad that I put away my gun to defend, if I was going to exchange my life for injury, I might have fallen into the darkness now.

I cherish my own life, and others always have to be too cheap, unless I don't have a choice, how to change it. And now he, Meng Yiguang, is the one who has no choice.

Thinking like this, it doesn't matter if Hanning is occupied by the cowardice in his heart.

This does not exist, because the experienced Guan Hanning knows what method is most appropriate to use against such an enemy, and he Guan Hanning also has his own principles, such an enemy relies on grinding, so that the inner mind completely turns into impatience, and the person who has decided to exchange his life for his life is destined not to stay in peace for too long.

With a clear direction, then everything is much easier, and the next thing to do is to let the person slowly immerse himself in the path he has arranged.

And the difference between Guan Hanning and walking in the rain is that Wu Jitang is very happy now, and after being aggrieved for so long, he can finally fight happily.

Wu Jitang's heart was gloomy, that is the Six Realms of Dengfeng, haha, what can Dengfeng do, isn't it the same as me, a rookie who has just entered Dengfeng.

The current Wu Jitang doesn't care about the mutilation of the limb of the person who ascends the wind, because it is not his own fault, and the enemy's realm is not wrong at all.

How could Wu Jitang be on the defensive at this moment, his own person full of scars should prove the glory of this scar, and the only purpose is to fight a wonderful battle, of course, if he can stab this person under the horse, of course it would be a better thing, but Wu Jitang, who was obviously arrogant, didn't dare to think about it.

After a short confrontation and separation, Sang Honggu's shortcomings Wu Jitang knew it well.

Hehe, of course the wound hurts, it's still a broken arm, Wu Jitang's spear is very vicious, and he intentionally or unintentionally went to Sang Honggu's broken arm. And the effect of this evil is also surprisingly good.

The big knife needs both hands to use, and although Sang Honggu, who is holding it in one hand, is still powerful, his essence is missing, how can one side of his body be able to prevent it.

said that this person does not have Meng Yiguang's resolute thoughts, some are just full of resentment, and they only think about how to take revenge for today's shame afterwards.

There is a price to be paid for going to the heart, is it a contempt for those who have just entered the wind, and maybe they are still immersed in their own majesty in the past.

How could Wu Jitang, who was immersed in the battle, let go of such a half-hearted opportunity, the spear flickered, dodged Sang Honggu's big knife, and ran towards Sang Honggu's heart, and that person was as slow as a wooden chicken.

For the cold front that was about to flash into his body, Wu Jitang's heart was pounding, is this about to end, is it really about to happen that he doesn't dare to think about it?

Maybe he still couldn't believe it, his eyes raised slightly, left Sang Honggu's heart, and drifted to those eyes, really, that blank gaze must not hide any traps.

And when Wu Jitang abandoned his distracting thoughts, Sang Honggu couldn't get up from his worries, the coldness in his heart was too obvious, and his body hurriedly leaned back, buying only time for the big knife to return to defense, and this time the uniqueness of the experience saved this person's life again.

The tip of the spear rubbed against the skin and was pulled out by the broadsword.

Wu Jitang scolded secretly in his heart, it's a pity, such an opportunity was missed by himself, how can he not be angry, just now he almost achieved the biggest victory in this war, but everything was missed in hesitation.

In fact, it is Sang Honggu who should be more angry now, because just now, he almost lost his little life. Fortunately, it's really fortunate that Lao Tzu has a big life.

He shouted in his heart: "The boy takes his life." With a knife in one hand, he slashed towards Wu Jitang with great momentum.

Can you hesitate now?

There was no such opportunity, Wu Jitang did not stay in frustration for too long, and the spear was excited to face the big knife. Need to shout in your heart to wield the cowardly broadsword how can it be an opponent with a high morale spear after a few rounds Sang Honggu is already bloody and sweaty, of course the blood is still the blood of the broken arm, and the sweat is Wu Jitang's efforts.

As sad as Sang Honggu, there is also Qing Ming's three-talent formation, no matter how fierce they are not afraid of death, but the lack of numbers and low morale have become the weight of failure?

But none of them retreated half a minute, not because they didn't want to run, maybe they could run without dying under the enemy's sword, when they would definitely die under the arrows of their own people.

Rather than doing this, it is better to make yourself glorious, although it is reluctant to be buried by the enemy, but it is better that you are killed in battle, and those who fall on the battlefield will definitely be respected.

Away from the city, these people have long seen that the defeat is decided, whether it is Meng Yiguang's determination and intention, or Sang Honggu's roar, or the desperate resistance of the Qing Ying Army, they can't change the result.

But these people who have nothing to do with life and death still look at each other like that without half a point of pity.

And among them, there is now an irrelevant person in the true sense, the old man surnamed Feng looked at the battlefield coldly, watched Qing Ming fall weakly, and glanced at Zhong Yuan again.

It can really be determined that the person is going to abandon it, and the old man surnamed Feng closed his eyes slightly.

Meng Yiguang's heart shook slightly, the warm voice of the past sounded, he had missed it for too long, and he had waited too long.

"Retreat. ”

Sang Honggu despised that person's voice very much, but now it sounded so joyful and abnormal, and he could finally be relieved.

The eyes had already been opened, maybe the gaze had already stayed on Zhong Yuan's face, and the slightly upturned corners of his mouth in the sneer were even more chilling, but the person with the white beard didn't care.

You don't care, but I really can't do it, those are the people I brought out, you can give up, but you can't abandon it in front of me.

The old man surnamed Feng closed his eyes again, there would definitely be a massacre next, so he didn't want to stare at it, and maybe there would be an opportunity for victory next.

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