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His eyes fell on the bright sun in the sky, and inadvertently Han Xian's thoughts began to be hazy, sleepy, sleepy, and really tired.

Now Han Xian is very thirsty and hungry, and all the dry food and water have long been thrown away in the burial forest.

But nowadays people really don't want to move, but more dare not move, afraid that standing up is the beginning of running, that feeling of life and death speed but really afraid.

His face was warm from the sun, Han Xian's eyes closed and opened, he was afraid when he stood up, and he was also afraid when he was lying down, and there was an inexplicable panic in his heart, afraid that he would be nostalgic for the soft grass, so that he would lie down on the ground.

"Ah~~" Han Xian roared.

Falling asleep in this kind of place is undoubtedly looking for death, Han Xian supported the ground with his hands, his eyes instantly darkened, and his brain and even his whole body were in a stinging pain.

"Puff~~"

Whether the stinging pain was too severe, or Han Xian was too nostalgic for the soft grass, and fell down again.

"Whew, Whew, Whew~~~~"

The breath kept scraping his throat with bloody sweetness, and this fishy sweetness was carrying exhaustion and impacting his brain, Han Xian wanted to rest too much, and this place was just right, but he wanted to work hard to get up, and Han Xian had also worked hard, and after working hard, would he give up?

"Ah~~" a gurgling throat.

Even if the blood is about to rush out of the brain, even if the whole body is tingling, even if the effort is a failure, but after the failure, you must still work hard, rather than lying here and dying, it is better to let yourself fall down in the process of moving forward.

Holding the ground with both hands again, red blood surging directly out of the nasal cavity, and the arm supporting the ground was trembling, it was really too difficult to make this tired body stand up.

Even if his teeth rattled, it couldn't stop the blood from gushing out of his mouth, and this time Han Xian's efforts were undoubtedly successful, and his trembling hands successfully supported this tired body.

It felt so good that his spine was straight, and blood was randomly embellishing this tired face, but even if the blood was thick and the exhaustion was deep, it couldn't hide Han Xian's happy smile.

The head was raised slightly, and his eyes fell on the bright sun again, and he roared vaguely in his throat: "If you want to kill me, you are still a little tender." ”

"Hehe~~~"

Really, Han Xian was laughing, and the sun in the sky was laughing, still watching the tired body fall with a pleasant face.

"Puff~~"

This piece of grassland is destined to be full of disasters and difficulties, and it needs to endure Han Xian's repeated torture.

The sun has also not changed at all, and the only thing that has changed is that the posture of the person looking at it has changed, and the fallen Han Xian does not mean death, and he is not interested in the natural sun.

Han Xian's face was full of bitterness and resentment, and he fell down again, in fact, he knew very well in his heart that if he kept lying here, he would definitely not wait for the day when he would die of old age, and he was destined to die of thirst or starvation.

If he still struggles to stand up again and again, in Han Xian's opinion, he is completely strangling his life, and it is better to use that strength to crawl out of the ghost place.

As for the direction, Han Xian had completely forgotten where the north was, and now he didn't care about the direction of life, and it was a blessing to be able to climb out of this place.

And if you can climb out at the same time, the direction is still the north, that is, the endless creatures in the world with the prayers of the gods and Buddhas.

There is no doubt that Han Xianyi has lived to the ancient times this time, but it is indeed inferior to the ancient ancestors, and his arms rubbed his body forward and his legs again and again.

A long trail of blood-colored and grass-colored desolation dragged out from underneath him.

Han Xian's brain, who was running desperately, went crazy and wanted to stop, and now Han Xian's brain warned himself again and again that he must not stop.

Fortunately, this miserable green world did not plant the seeds of madness into Han Xian's brain, and this is precisely Han Xian's own enthusiasm, how dare he stop now.

Han Xian deeply understood that if he stopped, this body would no longer be able to move, and his brain would definitely fall into silence, and he would just become the nourishment of a miserable green land.

Crawling, crawling, crawling hard, until Han Xian's pale and bloody face was completely dyed green by the grass path, and his chest was almost worn out.

The head buried deep in the grass didn't know how long he had climbed, let alone how long he would have to climb, Han Xian didn't have the strength to support his head to look into the distance, and he didn't want to look back at his tragic achievements.

Although his eyes were obscured by the grass, the world was not completely isolated from Han Xian's senses, at least he still had ears to hear distant sounds.

But it seems that Han Xian should doubt himself, since he fell into the miserable green world, these ears have not heard even the sound of the wind except for his own heartbeat and the sound of crawling.

There were doubts, but this kind of doubt could only be planted on the basis of conviction, because Han Xian had no choice but to believe that he was not deaf.

There is always a windfall to persisting.

Han Xian's grass-colored condensed face was slightly stunned, and then he was ecstatic.

"Blablah, blah. ”

What a familiar voice, what a long-awaited song, now Han Xian can finally be sure that his ears are not deaf, but he is indeed muttering in his heart whether there is a hallucination in his brain.

A clear sound of water suddenly broke into Han Xian's ears and atrium.

Even if it was really an illusion, at least it made Han Xian excited, at this time, he was already pushing hard with his hands and feet, and the speed of crawling immediately increased by several points, and he climbed faster and faster, just like a mad demon in his bones.

But this time Han Xian knew that he was very sober, but Han Xian felt that he was about to calm down to the point of madness, and behind the swaying grass shadows, a bond of white flowers was calling Han Xian to work hard for it.

"Haha, the river, it's the river. ”

Han Xian's throat gurgled and the slurred words could only be understood by himself, and only he could understand how beautiful the river was and how important it was to him.

"Hiss~~~~"

There is an end to this miserable green, and Mr. Han, who is flying on all fours, has sent his body into the hot white sand, but now the physical pain can no longer dilute the joy on his face, and his hands and feet are even harder, and the stream is in front of him.

"Ahh ”

Han Xian plunged into the stream, his throat immediately opened, and he tried his best to fill himself with water, and his subordinates exerted force again, and suddenly his entire body was sent into the stream.

The grass was carried by the stream with the color of blood and flowed downstream, and this distance also had Han Xian's exhaustion.

"Wow~~~"

Holding a bowl of water in his hand, he gently raised it towards the sun, and roared loudly: "Haha, you still want to kill me, it's still a little tender, hahaha." ”

Han Xian, whose eyes were washed by the cold stream water, was already quick-eyed, and a big swimming fish swam happily in the water.

"I want to run~~"

As soon as Han Xian grabbed it into the water, a big swimming fish was caught, and his stomach was already empty, and he couldn't take care of it, so he opened his mouth and bit it.

When you really go back to ancient times, blood is splashed.

It's not necessarily good meat, but it's sure to be satiety.

The whole fish was almost gnawed by Han Xian, and there were no bones left, and the water had already been full, but it was still far from being full, and his eyes swept into the water again.

The water of the stream was crystal clear, and the more Han Xian's eyes looked, the more frightened he became, and his excited face couldn't help but become indifferent, as if the river had been eaten by himself to the point of extinction, or that the fish in the river were all hiding because the scene of swallowing them alive was too rough, and at this time, not a single fish could be seen.

"Whew~~"

The river breeze blew gently on Han Xian's pale face, and a strange coldness lingered in his heart, and Han Xian's brain, which had an underwater belly and flesh in his stomach, finally made himself understand that this was not a paradise, it was still a bad place in Weishan.

But the water in the lower abdomen and the meat that was swallowed by Han Xian had no possibility of spitting it out, and they had basically been digested into slag, and their bodies were slowly straightened, and they could not stay here for a long time, and they hurriedly ran back to the way they came.

As soon as Han Xian's feet came out of the river and fell into the hot white sand, a strange whirlwind blew and Han Xian could barely open his eyes.

"Woo~~~"

The ghost cried wolf howl again, and his eyes hurriedly looked at the river, and the originally clear stream was already cloudy and misty, and there were even ghosts rising and blurring in it.

Han Xian's heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but feel a little nauseous in his stomach, but he still held back and forcibly comforted himself that everything he ate was quiet.

"Woo~~~"

The roar of the wind grew louder and louder, and the vague ghost figure flew up and down faster and faster.

And suddenly, the yin wind was deeply stagnant, and the churning clouds and mist were also suddenly stopped, and the flying ghost shadow was also frozen in it, and the harsh sound driven by the sudden wind made Han Xian's mind buzz, and his nasal cavity suddenly became hot, and blood flowed out.

Han Xian hurriedly used his Dao power to protect his heart, his eyes stared coldly at the face of the ghost in the black mist, a sneer flashed, and he said in a low voice, "Is it just such a means?"

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