Lying on your stomach. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lying on your stomach forever.

The timid animals are lying on their stomachs, because they are not only timid, but they are also brainless, but rather, their brains are too good.

But, yes.

That is, the timid, or more afraid of death, the head is actually raising little by little.

The head raised was the head of a chicken, and sure enough, it was the eldest of this group of livestock, and after the cat died, he became the first chicken, and his eyes were timid, and he glanced at Han Xian very timidly.

With just one glance, the early chicken was buried in the soil again.

"He didn't seem to see me. ”

This is the heart's thought, this is because the chicken is so timid that he doesn't want to die, so he thinks frantically, and sure enough, it is the courage to detonate if he doesn't want to die, and the head is raising again, but this time he really didn't dare to look at Han Xian.

"Pounce~~. ”

Is it the sound of wings flapping?

It seems to be true.

It's ridiculous, it's this moment, the cats are awakened before they die, but this living person is still thinking of himself as a chicken.

Wings without feathers are replaced by the hands in which they are clothed.

Fluttering, fluttering, cheerful fluttering.

It's that chickens have wings and can't fly, but the people who arm themselves into chickens really fly, and they still fly high.

How high it flies.

The anxious lost chicken, waving his hands and fluttering hard, actually became an eagle soaring to the sky.

He ran.

He wanted to run.

Didn't he look behind him?

Didn't it notice that the moment its head was raised and ready to fly high, Han Xian's gaze had already locked on it coldly.

Didn't see it.

In the panic to survive, more people are too timid to see.

"Hum~~. ”

Han Xian's body leaned back, the green tendons on his forehead flared up, his hands were moving, the strings were open, the 'Falling Sun Bow' was circulating, the arrows were in the center of the world, and the starlight mixed with this fiery arrow had already converged and formed.

The sound of arrows hit the sky and the ground.

Ask, did the high-flying chicken hear it?

Its pale face was saying that it didn't want to hear it, and at this moment it was messy with a towering cockscomb tied up with its hair, and at this moment its hands that had been learning to flutter its wings actually stopped.

The messiness of his hair made the man forget about the fluttering of his hands.

It reminded him of his instincts.

The cessation of the fluttering of these hands is to make the man understand that he is a living person, and that he has always been like this, and that he does not need to flapping his wings like a chicken when he escapes.

The wings of the chicken flutter in joy, and it can't fly, but people can fly.

After learning the Tao, after successfully stepping into the wind, people can fly, and those who can fly will be very happy, but this time is indeed the last time this person will fly happily.

Seiya's sharp arrow roars behind him.

Fear, fear to death, but in the end it was found that fear was not fatal, it was indeed the loud arrow, and the burning serpentine letter it spat out was cutting itself.

The knife is killing chickens.

The edge of the Sunfall Bow is not what a knife is, and the scorching breath circulating on the arrow can hisses this person into pieces, so why use the power of an arrow.

"Ah~. ”

The roar of the man, the crowing of the rooster, is gone.

But the arrows were still turning into streamers and chasing into the air.

"Goo~~. ”

It's the squirming of the throat, the squirming of the throat after looking at each other, and the people who bury their heads in the dirt lift a corner of their faces.

Inevitably, horror is their only color.

They are no longer a breed of livestock, they are real human beings in horror, after the death of the cat and the chicken, the duck, the goose, and the dog finally threw the word 'livestock' in the pen.

They jumped out of the fence.

They woke up.

"Ah~~. ”

They roared and jumped up, in the end they once swam together in the water, geese and ducks first shook their teeth and went to each other, and the dogs that lived on land did turn around and run away at the moment they jumped.

Adulthood, it becomes a kind of sadness.

The tragedy is that people forget the loyalty of dogs.

Regardless of life or death, it should be a joint advance and retreat at this moment, but this person who is not as good as a dog is indeed exchanging his brother's pounce for the rest of his life.

It's not as good as a dog's.

Did you run?

This is Han Xian's question, the dog's back is leaving, and the faces of the goose and crow are pounced, and they are gritting their teeth and advancing and retreating together.

"Hmph. ”

Han Xian snorted coldly in his mouth, and roared in his heart: "You all deserve to die." ”

Rong who pounced in front of him, naturally he couldn't kill it in the opening of the sunset and the flying arrow, his eyebrows and eyes were raised, and he stood with a bow in one hand, and his cold gaze swept on the slightly huge body of the goose.

"You're the first. ”

This sound came out of Han Xian's mouth, and his feet confirmed this sound, and before the goose approached with his huge palm, Han Xian took a step forward.

People in front of them.

The goose was pale with blood loss, and the bow was a knife on the top of his head.

The Sunfall Bow was a sharp blade, slashing down, starting from the skull, and the scorching breath on the Sunfall Bow evaporated into air before the goose's plasma burst.

It's not just plasma that evaporates into air, it's the same with bone, it's the same with meat.

The sunfall bow slashed down, and the man who was once called the goose was left with nothing, and his huge body was so clean that he was reduced to fine ash, and I hoped that the wind would take him to the waters he loved to rise and fall happily.

"Ahh ”

The death of a rabbit is a fox tragedy.

The death of a goose is the roar of a duck.

The palms of the hands that had successfully attacked Han Xian were raised, and both palms were raised, and the former Han Xian was restrained left and right, so he succeeded.

But now.

What is the enemy behind you roaring at?

The body was turning, the face was turning, Han Xian turned around with a bow, his face was cold and colorless, and when he saw it, he looked coldly at the duck and handed his palm in front of him.

All four eyes are seeing.

Cold, arrogant, mad.

"Goo~~. ”

The duck's mouth was dry, but his throat was still spitting timidly.

Scared.

At the moment of death, this person was still afraid, this fear made his hands tremble, trembling represents weakness, trembling even more means magnifying powerlessness into a turtle crawl.

Such a palm, such a turtle crawl, even if it is really attached to Han Xian's body, I am afraid it will only lead to the success of shooting ashes.

"Hmph~. ”

The cold snort that rose up at the corner of Han Xian's mouth was to show that he was unwilling to accept the closeness of this weak palm, he was damned by what he said in his heart.

"Damn. ”

With a sound, the hand was raised, and the Sunfall Bow was pierced out like a long sword, piercing through the middle of the duck's palm, and the trembling hand could not be stopped, and the arm burned to ashes.

The sun wears his body, and his body turns to ashes.

The wind continues to sway, and I hope that the waters of love have a world that belongs to him.

Geese and ducks died together.

But the dog really ran away with his tail between his legs, Han Xian's gaze was far away, and there was only one point left on the back of the hurried running, and he couldn't be said to be running fast.

"Did you run?"

"Can't stay?"

These two voices are Han Xian's questions, but one is asking the heart, and the other is asking the heart.

Whether it was his heart or mouth, or even Han Xian's eyes, he was very clear about his state at the moment, and these arms were trembling from the exhaustion of the Dao power of the Star Map.

How can the Sunfall Bow be easy to open, the two arrows almost hollowed out Han Xian's star map, and when the bow was used as a knife and sword, the emptiness of the star map became a digging bottom.

The star map was forcibly scraped up by Han Xian again.

"Did you run?"

Although his hands were trembling, his mouth was still asking his heart over and over again, and what his heart said was that Han Xian was unwilling to give up: 'Anyone who has bullied Qingyi deserves to die, and this is the case at the ends of the earth. ’

His eyes swept over the broken petals on the ground, he forcibly endured his dizziness, leaned down and picked them up, and whispered in his mouth: "Qingyi, this is yours." ”

The bow is lifting.

It was trembling, but in this trembling, Han Xian and the two pointed to the petals as arrows.

If you don't have Dao power, can't you open a bow?

Han Xian didn't believe it.

In the past, Yunshan's arrows were never shot because of the existence of Dao power, Han Xian could in the past, so he would definitely be able to do it now.

The bow is being pulled.

"Huh~. ”

The trembling and wailing of the muscles and bones, but in this wail, the string of the sunfall bow was really pulled apart, and it is difficult to understand whether this point is because of the strength of the muscles and bones, or because of the power of the heart, all you can know is that it has been pulled apart.

"Enough to kill him. ”

The strings move and the flowers fly.

The arrow was released by Qingyi, and of course she was seeing it.

What I saw was that the flowers were flying all over the sky, and what I saw was the transformation of the 'flower arrangement' in my heart, and the cold plum in my heart became a derivative of the reality that dotted the world.

The petals become meteors and arrows, and they become soul-locking arrows.

It will be a chase to the ends of the earth.

But one thing is certain, the dog with its back still on its back will not be able to escape to the ends of the earth, although this back is only a very small bit of black, and the ending will not be changed.

People are fast, and how can arrows be fast.

Before the life-seeking flower arrived, the fragrance filled the nostrils.

It's like paying attention to the fragrance, and it's as if fate has arranged the dog's eyes to look back and see, when the head turns, it is forever stunned, and it is the last moment of life that is frozen.

What do you see?

I saw the flying flowers, it was not a shuttle of flying flowers, it was the whole plum forest blooming in the cold winter, and the petals fell slowly, so beautiful, so beautiful.

This beauty is so beautiful that the heart trembles, and the beauty is so painful.

This beauty was not for this timid man who fled for his life, the flower of the sunfall bow chasing his life had already caught up with him, cutting, cutting in the wind.

Standing up straight, the body was dripping with blood.

"Whew~~. ”

The eyes are dull, depressed, and the life is long.

This body, the only dead whole, this body, the only dead corpse wilderness.

Everything is over, here, there are only two people left in this cold winter where the proud plum blossoms are in full bloom, Han Xian and Sheng Qingyi.

Flowers bloom, just for these two people.

Proud plum blossoms are not blooming for the cold of winter, only for these two people.

In the beautiful world of flowers, there are only these two people.

The four eyes are facing each other, there is nothing else in his mind, only his (her) face is smiling softly, she is so beautiful, this is Han Xian's praise.

'Wish to be one' is Qingyi's longing for infatuation.

The wind moves and the flowers are flying, this is the world of the flowers, the wind is not the flowers, it is precisely Han Xiantong Qingyi's body that is being sent.

I move in the step.

In the process of advancing, the two of them were running, the weakness of the muscles and bones was forgotten, the exhaustion of the body was forgotten, and everything was forgotten.

Forward, forward, forward.

It's the rush under their feet, the people are approaching, and both of them are approaching each other.

Feet, side, in front of the eyes, such as Lan Xi, four eyes opposite, four hands into the grip, warm and moist hands to attack the heart, love words such as boneless soft, flower world.

Longevity

I want to know you

There are no tombs in the mountains

The river is exhausted

Winter thunder and earthquakes

Summer rain and snow

Heaven and earth are combined

Dare to be with the king

God, come to a thunder, let's kill the fickle and unsympathetic negative man.