This damn rain, if there is that strength, if there is that face, Han Xian will definitely raise his head and curse hard at the clusters of black clouds, but He Nai does not have the extra strength now, he can raise his head and open his extraordinarily heavy eyes, it is a very luxurious thing, after all, it takes strength to think. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Qing Ming would not stop his escape because Han Xian's gaze could not catch him, but they should be happy because their advance was fighting for a chance for their lives.

Those who lag behind may not be able to run away, but will they give up the chance to escape, unless the cold front comes out of their bodies, unless the devil's claws in hell grab their legs, they will not stop.

And his brother Wuxiang will stop the pursuit because Han Xian can't watch the excitement?

Are they stupid?

Although he Han Xian contributed to this success, everyone in Wuxiang is working hard for victory, and now that the victory is completely in hand, what he has to do now is to make the flower of victory bloom a little brighter, so the person who has contributed is not very important.

The eyes are unwilling, but what's the use, can you kick the cloud under the crotch?

Without that strength, can the two beings around him who can still breathe help Han Xian do this?

It seems that there is no such obligation, as if their purpose is to smash and protect the holy land, and they don't care whether the people of this land are happy or not.

In other words, who doesn't want to howl and reap the merits, it's better not to see the glory of others, and it's even more upset to see it, so this position is very good, it's better to be out of sight and quiet, otherwise it is really possible to can't help it, and leave Han Xian here alone in the rain.

Well, who called that Changtian, who had been cursed by Han Xian, to favor this person?

Maybe he was fed up with Han Xian's swearing, or maybe Yun Hao also wanted to watch the bloody bloom, and walked forward step by step, while Yun Hao walked leisurely.

Han Xianke was not calm, his eyes were like taking a big tonic, and they had bloomed from the previous gloom with the gradually clear back.

At this moment, I must be cheering in my heart, and I really didn't take the wrong name, I understand Yunshan, Yun Xiao understands me, whether it is wishful thinking or not, only Yun Shan and Yun Hao know.

But now, it seems that Yun Qian also wants to know the fate of those who charge and flee, just as Han Xian thought, the speed is increasing little by little, and the unimpeded path makes Han Xian's approach easier.

Obviously, Han Xian was insatiable, and kept shouting in his heart: "At the point of approaching, at the point of approaching." "But these must also be understood by Yun Qi.

It was also obvious that Yun Xiao didn't care too much about his master's thoughts, and continued to think about himself. Accelerating a little bit, maybe you really understand, this kind of speed press so that this tired person will not fall into the blood. And are the two beings guarding the holiness next to Han Xian still taking care of the holiness?

Zongguan didn't want to appreciate the excitement of others, but that holiness had long been eroded by the flowing blood, how could there be a need to protect it, and he could only follow Han Xian to feel those reluctances.

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Guan Hanning likes such moments, and every unphased soldier likes such moments, and hopes that this kind of chase can continue forever.

Because the back will not fight back, as long as you catch up with them, you can pocket the success of the battle with a single stab of the spear, and who is nostalgic for such a moment.

And at this moment, who cares about the heavy rain pouring in the sky.

Will Qing Ming blur his way home because the heavy rain blurs his vision?

Impossible, the way home has long been engraved in my heart, as long as I don't die, I will definitely be able to achieve it.

And what about the phaseless, can this rain hinder the swing of the spear?

In the same way, the rain was small, and it didn't take half a minute of strength for the cold front to break the rain, and the cold of the cold front with the rain made the enemy even more frightened.

Chasing the pipe Hanning sensed his breathing, why was it so strong this time, was it rain?

It is unimaginable that it will stop because of this, which is also impossible, because every time such a chase will be derived in a strange way, and each time it does not stop, but it is more selfless pursuit.

I feel that the next time my spear is swung and penetrated, I can explain the essence of the strangeness, but unfortunately I didn't analyze it clearly this time.

Will you hesitate because of this?

Hard-hearted people firmly believe that as long as their spears do not stop harvesting, they will be able to taste the origin of the strangeness, so Guan Hanning cherishes such an opportunity, and the skin is pierced by himself, without any feeling, is that because there are not enough?

Guan Hanning's expression was cold, this was the answer given by the spear, so how could he have the courage to deny it. Why is there a slight uneasiness, this is the biggest difference in this pursuit, as it goes deeper, with the heavy rain the uneasiness becomes more and more intense, but there is indeed no trace of uneasiness, will the enemy have an ambush?

It's ridiculous, how many people are needed to ambush to achieve the effect, but how to explain the uneasiness?

If you can't explain it, then don't explain it, let the spear go and release it.

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The city is now solemn, is it because those lost dogs are about to run into the city, or is it because their own generals are going to slaughter shamelessly?

Those who shy away know it.

He Zhong Yuan will care about other people's opinions, jokes. The suspended form tells everyone that he is the center of everything, the source of the raging rainstorm, and the starting point of the layers of black clouds. And the source, and the starting point, at this moment, seem to be two worlds with the rainstorm and the black clouds.

Eyes closed tightly, waiting for those who want to die to approach.

How did that anxiety turn into irritability, Guan Hanning couldn't imagine why the spear was swung out again and again, but the anxiety was not discarded, but accumulated, was it because this feast of joy was coming to an end?

Now there is nothing to explain, and there is only such a possibility. In this case, such a joyful moment should be cherished.

Everything has an end, and the kind green thoughts that are magnified in the eyes are extraordinarily longing, as long as they are approaching, the devils behind them cannot help themselves, because those arrows that glitter in the city have told everyone that they are sharp, and they cannot be approached.

A little distance, that should also be cherished, Wuxiang did not stop because of awareness, everyone is making the last effort for happiness.

At this moment, Han Xiancai should feel happy, because that Yun Xiao really understands himself, the wind whistling in his ears makes him feel like he is charging, although he does not hold the source of pride in his hand, but the pride in his heart will not be lost, with the fierceness of the wind, with the distance pulling, the kindness of the charge once again included this young man into his arms, but this time it is destined to not last long.

The sneer did not change for half a minute, the only change was that the eyes were opened, and those eyes seemed to lock the long-hidden brilliance, turning into two rainbows and disappearing into the black clouds.

It is unknown whether anyone has noticed this, but I believe that everything below will be difficult for Han Xian to forget.

Han Xian should curse Changtian again, because that hateful Changtian made his heart undisguised to accept the horror and sleepless night, why are his eyes so tenacious.

The black cloud is completely shattered, and his shattering is only for the birth of the arrogant electric snake?

It seems to be like this, the flickering existence instantly illuminates the entire sky, as for the ups and downs of the blood map, it's ridiculous, how can it still dare to rise and fall, how dare to shelter the phaseless soldiers who once guarded it, so that it completely loses its color, and even the simple red can't be maintained.

Pitch black as ink fell into the land of Kajogo, and the whining and mournful screams in the air were crying to his master?

When he was lying in this bloodstain, I don't know, where did my cloud go, and now do you have a heart?

I really wanted to close my eyes, but the unyielding Han Xian couldn't control it, and the electric snake in the air in my eyes had its fate.

Dengfeng is ridiculous in front of Taneyuan, can you escape, can you hide?

The flickering electric snake split in two in the air, did Han Xian see it? Maybe not, but what he knew was that the god in his heart was pulled down from the altar by the claws of hell, and at this moment, did he have the courage to howl, his throat squirmed with forgetfulness, and now the only thing that was still loyal to his duty was his eyes, Han Xian really wanted to close them, but he forgot about it.

Dengfeng is an ant in front of Zhong Yuan, what about casting bones?

Is it ridiculous in mole ants?

At least Zhong Yuan didn't laugh, but he didn't stop laughing.

In his eyes, those spears that fell into the blood water Han Xian could imagine the indomitability of their master, and in his eyes, when did the flying rain in the sky become a deadly cold front.

Is life still capable of laughing under such cold?

In the blood water, Han Xian's head was raised lonely, would there still be simple rain on his cheeks, and the bitterness on his cheeks must have a place.

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