The heart knows it, but it doesn't mean the body knows. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sleeping worm entrenched in the brain actually secretly grew stronger in the knowledge of the heart, and quickly occupied the initiative.

The eyes were blurred again, everything became very heavy, and the sound of the piano in his ears changed from warm to soft, Han Xian may not know the sound, but he is really drunk.

Listen, listen, breathe slowly evenly.

Guan Hanning looked at Han Xian's face that was about to fall asleep, and his face suddenly flashed with a hint of history, although it was said that Han Xian's will was not strong enough, but this was also the disaster of the qin music.

Although Shangwu ignores the sleeping people, in this 'Hundred Cities City', Guan Han Ning can't let Han Xian sleep peacefully, and he hasn't tried how to wake up the sleeping people, but there are really too many ways to wake up.

And Guan Hanning chose the simplest and rude method, of course, Han Xian should also accept punishment for his lack of firmness.

"Smack~"

This sound, he said that Han Ning must have the leisure to take revenge, and the crisp sound was so abrupt in the sound of the requiem, and he didn't know whether Han Xian was awakened by the abrupt sound or by the stinging pain on his skin.

When his eyes could catch the dim light again, the blush on Han Xian's face naturally covered up the traces of his palm prints, and at this time, even if Huo Xin's qin music was softer and calmer, it could not make Han Xian sink into sleep.

Because Guan Hanning really hated it, at least it was much harder than Na Huo Xin, and even the teeth in his mouth felt pain.

Guan Hanning's eyes looked out of the window, his eyes were full of solemnity, he was afraid to see Huo Xin, or he was afraid of the person hiding in the darkness.

Maybe both.

At this moment, Huo Xin's qin music is still non-stop, she must not be a fool, she should know that it is impossible to win Guan Hanning with such a qin music, but obviously Huo Xin has something in her heart and means something.

In the shadow of the long street, there was a sneer on the face of the black-robed elder, his eyes swept over the face of Huo Xin on the roof, and his disdain flashed in his eyes, and he said softly: "In the end, it is the benevolence of women, and it doesn't matter if these flies camp dogs live or die." ”

Guanyin, contemplation of the mind, if you don't know the suffering of the world, how can you contemplate your own original mind.

Saying that he Huo Xin also lives in the land of Chu Yue, how can he not pity the lives of people with the same root, the first hypnotic requiem is not played for Guan Hanning, but for the ordinary people of those 'hundreds'.

And they don't know what happened tonight, maybe it would be better.

The burning face subsided with the calming of the heart, and at this moment, Han Xian's face was not half sleepy, he and Guan Hanning were waiting, waiting for the end of the first song.

should be clear about Huo Xin's methods, but I don't know if I can stop that grief.

Huo Xin's face, who was sitting under the clear moon on the roof, returned to its former nobility, and her hand had been retracted, and the entire west of the city was quiet.

She must know where Han Ning is hiding, and her eyes look directly at the window where Han Xian and them are, as if she can break through the layer of window paper and see that hateful face clearly.

"Zheng~~"

The face is cold, the hand is lightly moved, and the string sound is paused, how is this sad style, it is completely a song of killing, and the sound of the piano swept past the window paper, and went straight to Han Xian and Guan Hanning.

Han Xian's eyes were horrified, his eyes were full of arrows, coming through the walls and windows, and what was even more strange was that the arrows passed without damaging anything, which was really like sound.

It didn't damage anything, but Han Xian should know that the sound arrow would definitely be able to stab itself into a hornet's nest.

But Han Xian still felt lucky, the heart-beating lament was the most painful, this flying arrow was still tangible, and it was much easier to defend against him.

Don't need Han to do it first, Guan Hanning will settle everything alone.

I saw Guan Hanning put the spear in front of his chest and slowly pushed it towards the rain of arrows, but the edge of Huo Xinyin's arrow was cold and shrouded in Han Xian's face, and a trace of worry couldn't help but spread on his face.

It should be believed that the hair fluttered slightly, and an invisible breath spread out from Guan Hanning's body, and in an instant, the sound arrow pierced like a wild bee.

A smile hung on Han Xian's face, and he knew that this measurement was not worth mentioning in front of the eldest brother.

The sound of the piano did not stop, the sound arrow had already retreated, this time Huo Xin was still defeated, but it was absolutely impossible to let her go.

And that's just the appetizer.

In the cold moonlit sky, a touch of pale blue floated in front of Huo Xin's body, Huo Xin's face was already very cold, and when the talisman appeared, the face was covered with a layer of history.

Although his eyes were dizzy, the black-robed elder still had his eyes, looked at the blue talisman seal, and snorted softly in his mouth: "Blue soul note, the woman is not small." ”

The window could not cover the magic of the 'Royal Notes', Guan Hanning's eyes twitched, and it was obvious that the sudden appearance made him feel a trace of danger.

The song in the ears is changing, it is completely the sound of the mountains and rivers, and the suspicion is on the face, because it is this song that makes my heart more and more thorough, and the belief in battle is more and more firm.

For the enemy, Han Xian would not be stupid enough to think that these were just strengthening his beliefs, and there would definitely be a killer.

Sure enough, Han Xian was not wrong, accompanied by the sound of thin flowing water, a strange edge appeared in the window, and this trace of palpitating blue flowed on it.

Han Xian had the illusion that this must be much sharper than Wuxiangfeng.

But Han Xian must feel lucky, because he doesn't have to stop these by himself, and the eldest brother who has been standing in front of him is ready to resist everything.

When the sound gun flowing with Lan Feng was fully revealed, the original temperature of the room suddenly dropped to zero, and a bitter chill couldn't help but spread on the body.

But what made Han Xian feel strange was that the sound gun that passed through the window did not crush towards him with a sharp edge, but was suspended in mid-air.

I couldn't help but ask, "What the hell is this?"

Soon Han Xian would know the pain in it, his arm moved slightly, horror was dense in his heart, and his eyes hurriedly looked at his arm, very sure that it was still there.

But the surprise in his eyes still did not subside, his arm was slowly raised, and a drop of sweat the size of a bean crawled on Han Xian's surprised face.

I have already been in turmoil in my heart, why is this happening?

It's as if this arm is tied and torn by countless silk threads, is it that the bones are imprisoned, it is very laborious to lift, and you are fighting, isn't this kind of restraint equivalent to letting others kill?

And all of this came from Lan Feng's spear, it turned out that he was not bombarding himself, but used to imprison.

Everything that happened to Han Xian was also staged on Guan Hanning's body, and he was also the one who bore the brunt, the coldness of Lan Feng's spear was like a tentacle firmly freezing the figure of Guan Hanning's horizontal spear.

The sheep shall bind their hands, and the butcher's knife shall fall.

The sonorous sound of the piano sounded in Han Xian's ears again, but this time he couldn't calm down, and he was worried about breaking the embankment in his heart, although there was no change in Hanning's posture, Han Xian should know that no change was the biggest pain, because that meant restraint, and maybe the eldest brother's arm couldn't even move for a minute.

The cold sound came through the window again, and this time Han Xian wanted to stand in front of Guan Hanning, but he couldn't do anything to cover his face with sweat.

The footsteps are very difficult to lift, and it is indeed even more difficult to fall, just this simple position, Han Xian will definitely be able to move for a long time.

No one wants to be nailed into a hornet's nest, he doesn't want to be Han Ning either, the thing entrenched in his heart is the sin of Huaibi, if it is discovered, then it will be a dead end.

And now, it seems that it is a certain death, and for life, we must struggle.

Maybe you will be lucky to think that the thin wall will hide any gaze, and maybe you think that you can control him well.

A unique aura emanated from Guan Hanning's body: "Du~~"

Han Xian's eyes jumped, his footsteps actually fell to the ground steadily, and the light tentacles emitted by the blue front spear in front of him became thicker and thicker, and his body was still a little sluggish, but fortunately, he was not completely restrained.

"Whew~"

Guan Hanning let out a long breath, a little more at ease in his heart, he was really convinced of himself, the emperor seal main soul hidden in his heart was just a trace of it controlled by himself, but it was because of this trace of holiness that the Dao power in his chest was smooth, although he was still slow in action, but Guan Hanning didn't dare to cross the line.

Huo Xin's brows furrowed slightly, obviously his arrow was stopped by Guan Hanning again: "It shouldn't be, how could a sound arrow blessed with the blue soul note miss." ”

But even if Huo Xin didn't believe it, but if he didn't succeed, he didn't succeed, he didn't care about Hanning.

And the doubts have been relieved in my heart, it must be the ghost of that unique atmosphere.

Guan Hanning thought that the breath of the Emperor's Seal Lord Soul did not come out of this room, and it was true, the black-robed elder did not notice it, but the blue soul spear was Huo Xin's eyes.

And there was a little guess in her heart that it must not be Guan Hanning's own strength, but she thought that it might be the power of the 'Emperor Seal', and there was a hint of eagerness in her eyes.

But it's not a world where she's alone, and too many people want the benefits.

"Girl, how about you and I join forces to fight?"

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