Night, night, night.....

The night covers the night, and today, this night seems to be very thick, but in this night there are indeed stars.

But with such darkness, in the bright stars will also be miserable and tired.

Is it trying to cover up something?

The darkness of the night do you want to cover up the filth of this world, and the tiredness and brightness of the stars do you want to expose the filth of this world?

"Hehe~!"

Raising his face and smiling, he smiled and felt the coldness of the wind, his eyes gradually retracted from the air, glanced at the shadows in the dark corner, and said, "What's the matter?"

It's been waiting for a long time, but it's good to know when to eat and talk.

Then now is the time, and said, "Back to the lord, the friends of the demon clan have sent the exact news that the person has left there." ”

Who is that man?

Where is there?

They won't explain, whether it's people in the starlight or species they don't know in the shadows, they won't come out to explain.

The voice in the corner was soft.

But when it reached the ears of those who bathed in the starlight, it was a monstrous joy, and the devil of the night flew with a radiant look, and he could not help but say in a chorus: "Good, good, good, just the last fire, a handful is burning, and the great thing has been done." ”

Happy, so happy.

The excitement on his face couldn't subside for a long time, but suddenly, his joy was indeed sudden, as if he was a little unhappy, and his expression was solemn and asked: "Is this news true, is this news reliable?"

"Whew~!"

The wind blows in the corners.

Wind lock corners.

As the man spoke, his breath locked on the body of the man in the shadows, and listening to him, and even more so watching him speak, the slightest hesitation in his expression would surely greatly reduce the exact news.

But no.

In this regard, the person in the corner was still very cold in the shadows, and he whispered softly, "Back to the lord, the friends of the demon clan have seen it with their own eyes, and it is her who is exactly it." ”

"Whew~!"

The excitement has burned over.

The man was much calmer at the moment, took a long breath, and said in a low voice: "Okay, tomorrow's things are ready, and the widow wants to make them beautiful." ”

"Whew~!"

The voice in the corner was nothing more than the breath of breath in another shadow, and the man bowed respectfully and said, "Rest assured, my lord, their bestowal ceremony is absolutely unprecedented, and the people of the whole city will definitely be present at that time, and they will definitely be grateful for your great kindness. ”

"Hehe~!"

Hearing this, the man laughed so numbly, he whispered: "This is also what they deserve, they are heroes, and they should be admired and bowed down." ”

You're welcome.

Shut up, or do you have enough food and clothing?

"Whew~!"

The wind continued to blow.

The wind blows the dragon robe and hunts, gorgeous clothes, this can be described as the most gorgeous clothes, as long as this gorgeous clothes are worn on the body, they must be reluctant to take off.

And now?

This dress is already gorgeous to the extreme, this is the five-clawed dragon robe that Kowloon is entrenched in, but this is a dress worn in the night, and it is still four claws in the sun, so it seems that it is not visible now.

"Whew~!"

The night was shrouded, as if this was what the night wanted to cover, so it was dark.

"Whew~!"

Starlight is tired, as if this is what Starlight wants to reveal, so it's bright.

Night, night, night~~~!

So tired, so unsightly, this is destined to be a chaotic world, in which people may die without knowing how to die if they don't keep their foothold.

Confused, right?

Confused, right?

"Giggle~!"

The teeth are earnest, as if they are very resentful, and the cries of blood and gritted their teeth are very tragic, and the combination of tragedy and resentment is miserable.

Absolutely miserable.

Now Han Xian seems to be synonymous with misery.

Lying on his stomach, lying in the boundless cold, lying in the boundless darkness, but this is not the most tormenting, although the cold is frozen through the body, but the small cold is compared with the pain that it is now carrying itself, the cold is drizzle, and it does not hurt or itch when it falls on the body.

The darkness is terrifying, but there is pain, so what else can be feared.

It hurts.

The pain that can't be screamed.

I want to scream, but my throat is like a clod of earth, and I can't make the slightest sound, and sadly, it's not just that, my own hands, my own feet, they can't move the slightest bit.

"Heh~!"

Hurt?

Why does it hurt, what makes it hurt?

This, so pitiful, I can actually see, I can actually see what is torturing myself, my eyes are wide, watching my sharp teeth chew.

Sharp teeth?

Chewing?

What's that, is it a beast?

It's a beast, it's meat-eating, it should be treated as a beast, it's a beast, how big is it? It's not too big, because the roar of a mouth can't torture such pain, after all, its body is so big, if the beast's body is big, it can't squeeze out so many mouthfuls.

The beast, the man-eating beast.

These are meat-eating bugs, and it's they who are eating themselves.

In the darkness, they carry the light on their backs, and their light seems to be just for their eyes to see their sharp teeth tearing themselves apart.

Nibble.

Engulf.

This torture is not only superficial, but also deep.

I don't know when, these beasts and bugs with lights on their backs crawled into their bodies, they were in the blood, they appeared in the blood, they were in the bones.

This body, at the moment, is like a hive.

But these insects are raised by bitches, tiger poison does not eat children, rabbits do not eat the grass by the nest, but they are indeed bullies by the nest.

in the blood.

Sharp teeth, their sharp teeth seem to be very slender, in the form of blood and water, but their teeth can actually bite the flowing blood.

They squeak and chew so happily.

And their own blood is in this 'squeak' in the sound of pain over and over again, the blood is bitten, and they are not the only ones who are poisoned.

Carry the blood in the blood.

Bugs.

Teeth.

Sharp teeth bite rows, there is the light behind them, their eyes through the barrier of flesh and skin, see the teeth biting on the blood, the process is too meticulous, they seem to be for themselves to see, the process portrays the pain vividly, the sharp teeth are nailed into first, and the body force, the force of the insect body starts from their legs and feet, and then pulls it hard, listen to a crisp sound, and finally they succeed.

I saw the membranes of blood being torn apart.

Does it hurt?

I listened to the slightest sound of the membrane of the blood veins being torn apart, and I was terrified, and what right did the bone have to sympathize with others, it was also very miserable.

Bloody torture.

The torture of the bloodline.

The bones are also being staged, and they are getting worse, insects, lamp-lit insects, which seem to be a little smaller here.

They're densely packed.

They are born from the same root, they are in harmony, they are repeating the same action of tearing the blood of the same kind, the same force, sharp teeth, nailing in, the body is lower, forced, torn up, and a wisp of bone is swallowed in the mouth.

It's so much fun.

In this way, your eyes are so happy to look at them, do you feel pain?

Did you know?

There is an illusion called, it hurts so much that it doesn't know the pain, let me describe this to you, do you think Han Xian is experiencing this at this moment?

"Hehe~!"

I laughed, I laughed so miserably, if it was really like that, if it was really numb enough to feel the pain, it would not be a kind of happiness for me now.

Hurt.

The pain is imposed on the pain, and there is nothing I can do about it.

The pain is imposed, and I look at it and want to take these insects out of the flesh, from the blood, from the blood, from the bones, throw them on the ground, step on them hard, and crush them into ashes.

But can?

It's said that there is nothing that can be done, and it can't be done.

So what to do, do you sit back and wait to die, can you just watch them cast their flesh into wormholes, watch them drink their blood, watch them cut off their blood, watch them gnaw their bones clean?

Don't want to.

Of course not.

I watched, but I didn't want to see that happen.

But...?

It's all tears when you talk too much, but you still have to say it.

Now my hands are tied, my feet can't move, and the Tao is incompetent, it seems that I am really helpless, but I can still think about it, my heart is still thinking about it.

I have a heart, I have the intention to use it.

'Yi~!'

If you just want to, then it is impossible to kill these hateful reptiles, but the 'mind' is different, sometimes they are weapons and means, and just now, Allah Win Fish just glanced at himself and lay down, it didn't use any means at all, it was just a thought, but it lay down on its own.

He could.

I can do it too.

Intentionally, intentionally kill them, destroy them.

But what's the difference between thinking and thinking?

It seems to be essentially the same, yes, essentially they are the same, they just want to, but you know what?

I think it's with the brain.

But the mind comes from the heart, it's the mind.

'Hehe~~!'

Laughter floated by, it was really difficult to explain between the two, but it seemed that Han Xian, who had grasped the life-saving straw, was indeed forcibly explaining, there was a difference between them, and this difference was the straw that saved him.

It's all decided, so what are you waiting for, maybe you can succeed with one step of care.

Meaning.

Read...?

The heart has no power to make, but in the urging again and again, I perceive the existence of a force, and at first it is very weak, very small, insignificant, if I am not careful enough, it is really ignored, but I found it, there is hope, so I am working hard, and I am converging.

"Whew~!"

Listen to the sounds?

Is there a sound, Han Xian, are you sure this is not an auditory hallucination that your head or heart is forcing your ears to hear because you want too much?

You may not believe it, but I did hear it, and I didn't just hear it, but now I see it, and I see that the armed forces of the will are slowly growing.

It's like a river.

The heart is not dead, the mind is not decaying, and countless rivers are converging.

Become a big river, become the power to save this life.

Manipulating the mind, starting from the bones, with the spirit of scraping the bones to heal the wounds without shouting pain, the thoughts were eroded over and over again, and the visible insects were crushed into pieces under the razor of the mind.

"Whew~!"

I could breathe and I felt the pain lessen.

This method is right, so you can't stop, continue, divide the troops, divide the troops from the bones, divide the troops into multiple ways, bloom on the whole line, clean up the blood, and clear the blood.

My mind is very powerful, unmatched.

"Ah~!"

Hiss, cracked roar, my imagination was really powerful, and I almost deceived myself, but in the end, I thought too much, and it hurt or really hurt.

Live.

The pain of life, the pain of life, the pain of tearing out the soul, soul, am I still alive?