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Ants with firm beliefs may be able to shake the tree, but it all depends on the kindness of the tree, allowing the ants to eat and move, but how can the girl who wants to take Han Xian's spear be kind and kind, killing people and goods.

Although Han Xian's belief is strong and ant, it is ridiculously useless.

The girl pressed her Dao power on the tip of the spear, and she didn't have a trace of guilt at this time, because if she wanted to get it, she had to pay, and now she was fighting for it.

As for Han Xian, his brain was completely stagnant, and everything was left to his hand, begging him to complete the last dignity with a spear, everything for dignity.

In fact, it should be said that the spear dragged Han Xian for his own dignity, and let out a final roar.

A little bit of coldness collided with the vast light with dignity.

Han Xian must not have known that the dazzling white light exploded at the tip of his spear, and he didn't know that the trace of Dao power that he had treasured for a long time in his heart was being evaporated by the vast white light.

I don't know that the huge force on the tip of the gun is throwing his body through his arm with the barrel of the gun.

And the girl knew perfectly well that the tip of her spear collided with Han Xian, because her eyes were clear from beginning to end, and everything that happened was very clear.

And at this moment, his heart was shocked, because his arrogant heart clearly felt that everything that happened on the tip of the gun, unexpectedly it was not-for-tat, it was completely one-sided.

Although the tips of the spears collided with each other with great precision, the guns did not feel the slightest resistance from their opponents, and the guns were like the people in front of them, and although their eyes were wide open, they could not feel a trace of brilliance, as if the soul had been out of the body for too long.

And now how Han Xian's spear blocked the girl's surging Dao power, and it was knocked aside when it was touched, if it was just like this, the girl should be happy.

Because he won, the spear can be said to be already his own.

But the smile on the girl's face did not spread for half a minute, but horror spread all over her cheeks, because her spear was still stabbing forward.

The cold front emitted by the Dao power tore all the clothes on Han Xian's chest, and there were already cracks on his skin, and the blood was rapidly cracking.

And the girl saw all this in her eyes, and really planned to do it herself: "Do you want to kill people and sell more goods?"

I love that gun so I hate that person, but I don't plan to kill him, and now Han Feng in his hand is going to target just to end that person's heart?

No, I just want guns, I don't want to kill.

At this moment, all the arrogance in my heart is shouting: "Give it to me." "In the same way, the girl is also a person who believes in something different from the ordinary.

The tip of the spear, which was originally as dazzling as the sun, dimmed violently, and the gun that was about to pierce Han Xian's skin was also stopped, everything was at a price.

The waiter, who had been standing in the general pestle and was about to cheer, exclaimed, "Ah, Miss. ”

Because in her eyes, her own young lady had already won, and the bastard boy's whole body had been thrown into the air, and her own young lady's gun was stabbing him in the chest, but at the critical moment, first the light of the tip of the young lady's gun suddenly disappeared, and her own young lady's body was also thrown up like that bastard.

All this is like Han Xian's body with a strong protective aura, how not to be shocked, and at this time, his own young lady fell to the ground heavily.

Three steps and two steps hurriedly ran up, tears already rolling in his eyes, and his mouth was crying out as if the girl had lost her breath.

"Dan'er, I'm not dead yet. The girl struggled to sit up, and was dirty in the mud.

The waiter looked at his young lady panting and panting, how could he not be happy, dancing as if he had defeated Han Xian.

"Dan'er, go see if the man is still alive. "Is it because of weakness to speak so powerlessly, or because of the cowardice in my heart, I feel guilty.

With an expression like a lightning strike, he said, "Oh." Obviously Na Dan'er was very reluctant, and her answer was as weak as her young lady.

But the girl was obviously anxious to comfort her heart, and suddenly urged in a somewhat stern tone: "Hurry up." ”

At this time, he didn't dare to go against his master's wishes, and stood up Shanshan, but the person called Dan'er was afraid of Han Xian's body that fell into the soil and didn't know whether he was alive or dead?

The way he walked was like groping in the dark night, rubbing forward little by little, probably because he was afraid that Han Xian would have the ability to throw Miss Fei again.

Her young lady waited for a long time, but the waiter finally rubbed to Han Xian's side, and the young lady's head was held high, and there was deep nervousness written on her face, and she was very afraid that she would kill someone.

The waiter shook his hands and carefully tested Han Xian's snort, his face full of horror, as if the mouth would suddenly open and bite his finger off.

The young lady was startled, and her face sank, because Dan'er in her eyes bounced up from the ground like a corpse, and sighed in her heart: "Could it be, hey~." ”

"Miss, it's not dead, this person isn't dead. The fear in his heart was obvious, and there was a lot of implication in his tone that he wanted his own young lady to make up for it.

In three or two steps, he jumped to the girl's side and looked at her with an aggrieved expression.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, and her worries disappeared, and she silently said, "It's better not to die." The smile on his face unfolded completely.

Dan'er went and fetched the gun. The excitement in his tone speaks for itself.

But how dare Dan'er go, because the spear was still in the hands of the half-dead man lying on the ground, how dare he take it, the young lady glanced slightly, and had completely seen through his thoughts.

sighed, and thought that he was a person in his heart, in fact, he should go by himself, and he struggled to stand up with a spear, and it seemed that he forcibly withdrew his Dao power, and the consequences of being shocked were not pleasant.

But that didn't affect the mood at the moment, because he was about to get the spear, and the man was still alive, and he had proven himself.

At this moment, Han Xian was lying quietly in the dust as if he was asleep, the perseverance between his eyebrows was so tenacious, but the girl didn't care about this, her eyes were attracted by the spear in Han Xian's hand, and the smile on her face spread little by little, he was his own.

How could the waiter who was following not understand the meaning of the master, even if she was afraid at this moment, she had to bend down, her hand was like the spear in Han Xian's hand.

"Oops. As soon as his fingers touched it, it was like sticking into a flame, and he quickly withdrew it, exclaimed in his mouth, and looked at his young lady with an aggrieved face.

How could the girl care about her, she was completely in her own joy, because her eyes found the frost on the waiter's fingertips, all this was not in vain, there was a spirit, this spear had a spirit, and she was not mistaken, although the spear in her hand was beautiful and could carry the power of the Dao, but it had no spirituality, it was just a piece of mortal iron.

Squatting down, a little light flashed in his hand and gently grabbed the barrel of the gun, and cold sweat gradually rose on his face, but the smile on his face did not put away half a point, but was still a little strong.

After a long time, he breathed out a long breath, and finally withstood it, and his hands pulled up and down consciously, but how to move, his eyes finally found the perseverance on Han Xian's face in the dust.

But what can this be, if you give up like this, you won't have to spend so much time. The hands that shimmered with a little white light broke towards Han Xian's hands.

And the anger on his face rose again, where did he move, the fingers were as if they were born to be fastened, and he was also a little afraid of breaking Han Xian's fingers in his heart, because he felt that he owed Han Xian, how could he dare to hurt his body.

The waiter only saw the master's angry face, how could he understand the meaning of her heart, and whispered: "Or, cut it with a knife." ”

The girl froze in the air with a violent shock, and her face was completely poured out on her attendant, who had buried his head deep in his chest.

can be clicked on by others, and the fear in his heart has been dissipated a little bit of anger, but he is unwilling, and he breaks his hand a few times, obviously Han Xian's fingers are still loyal to his inner mission.

The girl stood up as soon as she shook it, and walked out two steps to be reluctant, her face was full of helplessness, and her eyes were quietly closed: "Dan'er, I'll leave it to you." ”

It was like a mosquito, but the waiter must have heard it, glanced at the master's back, and avoided the dirty work, so as to take out the knife from his body.

Hesitating, those eyes closed like their own young lady, and the butcher knife in his hand was raised, and he slashed at Han Xian's palm, although he was trembling, but can these doubt the sharpness of the knife?

"Amitabha, don't benefactor. ”

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