What else can Han Xian believe?

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The delicate voice was like a tight spell, constantly torturing Han Xian's nerves, and the terrible petals exploded around him again and again.

Han Xian didn't dare to look behind him, because he felt that the pits were the graves he had dug for himself.

But did Han Xian ever think about whether the grave digger was too diligent, he had dug so many pits, but the diligent 'Qin Mu Rongruo' just didn't bury Han Xian in the soil.

"Boom!!"

Finally, the patience was exhausted, and the petals exploded around Han Xian, and I have to say that the 'Qin Mu Rongruo's eyes were really very bad, and he was mistaken at one time.

The dust that was lifted away smashed on Han Xian's head with broken grass and broken flowers, and Yun Xiao rushed out without stopping a vertical step.

"Hehe, brother, it's so fun," Qin Mu Rongruo clapped his hands with disgust.

Han Xian's face was full of bitterness, God knows if the demon is crazy, when he gets tired of playing, a flower will fall on his body, and even the pit of burying bones will be saved.

But the suffering on this face is not entirely for this, but in Han Xian's opinion, how long will this run like a lost dog last, why do you feel that it is endless.

Han Xian's noodles had slowly turned from bitter to cold.

Because he was sitting on Yun Qi's back, he had already noticed a trace of something strange from his breathing, and it was obvious that Yun Qi was exhausted from running for a long time.

You must know that every horse in Wuxiang is one in a hundred, and it has been forced to the part, and that person's teasing is in Han Xian's opinion, and it's time to end it.

But 'Qin Mu Rongruo' was playing at this time, Han Xian's call to stop was useless, with a smug expression, she clearly wanted to watch Yun Qian fall to the ground, and even more wanted to watch Han Xian run with his legs and run for his life, and it was her real idea to exhaust Han Xian to death.

With fish on the board, how could Han Xian be willing.

With a sharp pull on the reins, Yun Xiao hissed, and raised the height in front of him in a panic, and at this time, a petal exploded beside him, and the dust completely covered their figures.

But after all, this is not in the bone pit, large pieces of soil fell to the ground, and when they were dispersed, Han Xian's gray-faced face also appeared in it.

The head was raised unyieldingly, his eyes were full of resentment, and he stared at Qin Mu Rongruo without blinking. ’

The proud man in the air suddenly lost color, and said in a low voice: "Brother, run, my sister hasn't played enough." ”

When he became an elder brother, Han Xian didn't know.

When did he have such a sister, Han Xian didn't understand.

His eyes were bloodshot because of exhaustion, and the spear pointed slightly at the man in the air, and said in a low voice: "Come down, fight with me!" After speaking, the spear swung violently, and a fierce momentum rose from the ground.

Tears suddenly circulated in the eyes of 'Qin Mu Rongruo', and the person who was born to cry had already flooded into a river, and his delicate nose sobbed rhythmically: "Brother, bully!"

The corners of Han Xian's mouth twitched, his face became even colder, his fighting spirit did not change at all, he didn't say anything, and he still stared at 'Qin Mu Rongruo'.

'Ahh

Has the original form been revealed?

Qin Mu Rongruo roared when he looked at the sky, and all the flowers and plants were shocked, but what he said really made Han Xian very speechless: "Brother, you come up!"

Seeing how Han Xian could bear it, he shook his head, urged Yun Qi, walked leisurely like a leisurely stroll, and threw the back of the head of a boss to 'Qin Mu Rongruo'.

Angry flames finally burned on her face, and as soon as she hugged her hands on her chest, the aura of killing spread in the air, Han Xian's body trembled slightly, and he snorted coldly: "Cheap seed, waste so many lips and tongues." ”

This is what Han Xian wants, rather than being played to death by others, it is better to stand up straight and stand proudly, so that at least he can prove that he died in battle.

'Qin Mu Rongruo' must have seen the smugness on Han Xian's face, a trace of loss flashed quickly in her eyes, and she didn't retreat, she waved her hand lightly.

The originally petite petals, which are good in the wind, are already the size of a grinding plate, of course, they must be aimed at the back of Han Xian's head.

How hateful this is, fortunately, Han Xian didn't turn around, otherwise he would have to have weak legs, for the whistling behind his head, Han Xian seemed to not know, and still walked leisurely with Yun Qi.

The face is very calm, what kind of mystery does that look look like?

In fact, Han Xian had long been very suspicious, the petals were very ghostly, and his eyes were locked firmly, but every time he smashed open, only the dirt around him was smashed, and he didn't break any skin in this bombardment, which was too much to say, and his intuition told him that the demon must be bluffing.

And the more important basis is that this world is weird, so what's so strange about the soil being overturned.

Can skepticism in the past be a reason to doubt the present?

At this time, 'Qin Mu Rongruo' was staring at the back of Han Xian's head eagerly, hoping very much that the person was really a self-righteous fool, so he would be much simpler.

The whistling sound behind his head was already unable for Yun Xian to keep calm, and he was very uneasy when he stroked his legs, but at this moment, Han Xian was as steady as a mountain, and he pressed Yun Hu to death.

Han Xian's breath was like a long stream of water, calm and relaxed, and he abandoned the thing that wanted to kill him.

The eyes in the air widened a little bit as the petals approached, and they must have liked the picture of flesh and blood splashing very much, and the next moment the excitement was staged on the surface.

Could Han Xian be a self-righteous fool?

Although the eyes did not grow on the back of the head, the bone-chilling wind was not fake, and he leaned over and clenched the spear with both hands and stabbed the petals.

"Poof!"

Han Xian's face was overjoyed, the grinding plate-like petals were instantly wiped out by a simple thorn, and there was no scum left, and he laughed loudly: "Cheap seed, I know that you only have such a little content, and you still want to tease Uncle Ben, it's ridiculous." ”

At this moment, those eyes were full of battle intent, if Han Xian really wanted to put on a pair of wings, rush up and stab that person into a sieve.

Not only Han Xian's face was full of smiles, but even the 'Qin Mu Rongruo' was the same, but that smile was a little cold, and he snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, fulfill your wishes!"

As soon as his hands were casually spread, the fierce wind whistled, and Han Xian's eyes narrowed slightly, and the battle intent in it seemed to be substantial.

Because there was no need to wait for Han Xian to put on his wings and fly into the sky to fight with him, 'Qin Mu Rongruo' was already hot-headed and stupid by the wind, and fell to the ground on his own.

It's not just Han Xian who is waiting for this moment, even Yun Hao has been waiting for too long, in fact, the worst thing is it, he has been beaten for so long, and now the opportunity has finally come.

Without waiting for Han Xian to greet him, Jian Hoof seemed to have stepped on the man's head, carrying Han Xian's lifeless charge.

After holding it for so long, Han Feng had long wanted to pierce the enemy's head, Han Xian lowered his body slightly, and his spear moved forward, he must have used the horse's momentum to provoke that person with one shot.

Although he tried his best, the flower demon was not really weak, but to Han Xian, he was definitely a fierce opponent, and he condensed in his palm as soon as he held a flower sword in his hand.

A confident smile spread out on his face, and with a light tap under his feet, he swept towards Han Xian, and that expression didn't take Yun Hao's charging momentum in his eyes at all.

Of course, Han Xian would not have delusionally imagined that the flower demon would stand there with his hands tied and wait for death, its face shone with confidence, and Han Xian's face was not the same.

'You can't run this time!'

"呲~~"

Leng Feng had been stabbed out by Han Xian, and the petals were stabbed, and what Han Xian wanted to stab more was that hateful face, and if he wanted to hide at such a close distance, it was impossible in Han Xian's opinion.

The face decorated with confidence has not changed by half a point, as if in the eyes of the flower demon, Han Xian is just a mosquito, and he can be sent away with just a light blow.

"Whew!"

Han Xian's eyes were round, and there were too many words written in it that he couldn't believe it, and he was about to be shattered under his gun, but he just blew himself away with a light blow from that beautiful mouth.

How could Han Xian believe that that person had such a skill, wouldn't killing himself be like stepping on a bedbug?

Is this a big deal about the brain?

This is Han Xian's only explanation, because he can't explain too much when his body is floating in the air, and there is still a trace of disbelief struggling in his eyes, because he was just blown away, and he is not dead.

As soon as Han Xian's feet stepped on the ground, he was about to rush towards the flower demon, but when he made a move, it was too late, and the flower demon turned into a whirlwind before Han Xian landed, and at this time, Han Xian was trapped in it.

The spear was crossed in front of his chest and carefully guarded against the whirlwind, and there was no trace of panic on his cold face, for some reason, the more vast and bizarre the flower demon's methods were, the more inexplicable Han Xian felt.

A sneer appeared on his face, and he said coldly: "Cheap seed, if it were me, I would have killed it a long time ago, don't you have this ability?"

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