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There is one point that Han Xian should agree with.

Those who appeared here were all souls and people, and those who crawled out of their own yin Gu were the pathetic ghosts in the souls.

Who are they?

Han first asked with his eyes open.

The question was wide-eyed.

Is this big to see these people in front of you?

No.

This is completely because of their own cognition, this group, this large group of Han Xian has never met them, but he really knows where they come from.

Kamigo!

Dry distance!

These two places, these two places smashed deeply into Han Xian's mind.

I've pulled my mind into that place.

Think.

If I hadn't left there at this moment, what would it be like, becoming a commander, or becoming a general, I think it's crazy thinking in my head.

Of course, no one laughed at this in the serenity of Qidi.

However, one thing is certain, if Han Xian stayed in Shangwu, it would be absolutely impossible for him to become a commander, and even less a general.

And this is a sure point to show that if he is still there, this body can only rise in the ruthless green ** ghost flame at this moment.

That was after death.

There, Han Xian had only a dead end.

The red in front of me is the same as the cyan, the red armor is the hideous posture of Shangwu, and the green armor is the majestic face of the green and the dark.

It was they who stood in front of them.

The souls of those who died in battle.

Why are they here?

I can't figure it out, it's because Han Xian doesn't know the construction process of the Yin Bone and Star Soul, and once he was a member of the Daotong Army, the souls of generations have sunk in it.

Transmigration?

Pray that there will be a Han Xian to save yourself.

These young men are lucky, the luck is the transformation of Qishui, the clouds are those shadows who have returned to their hometowns, these langs who have left home, they have been away for too long.

I don't know how many pairs of eyes were blinded by crying.

I don't know how many faces there are, leaning on the door at night, leaning on the door at night, leaning on the door by the wind, leaning on the door by the snow, looking forward to the return of the child.

But?

The eyes are blind, the door is also falling, those who are looking forward to the return of their children in the wind and snow have indeed entered the reincarnation to find their children, but they are still hearing in the reincarnation, and there is no news.

Right now.

This is lucky, those regrets have finally been made up, and in reincarnation, the son has finally returned.

The same parents enter the reincarnation, and in the same relatives, the next life makes up for the regrets of the previous life.

"Thank you. ”

I'm saying thank you again, it's still that person.

Han Xian's voice was indeed very lonely, and he thought to himself: "If I am like them now, can I also go home." ’

'Huh~~?'

Smile strongly.

Han Xian's head shook slightly, this was a denial, if he was like them, how could he come to Qidi, who would help him to come to Qidi?

Wait 10,000 years?

Waiting for the next Han Xian after 10,000 years?

"Forget it. ”

After shaking his head, it was Han Xian's soft helpless words in his mouth, and he said in his heart: 'I still want to live in this life.' 'Seek yourself.'

"Do you want to go home?"

Whose language?

This language is so empathetic, of course this is the voice of Shanmei's 'Qi', Han Xian's face has too many obvious colors, 'Qi' knows the world, how can he not understand Han Xian's meaning.

The sound spreads to the ears and the heart, and people are addicted in a trance.

'Go home.' ’

That's going home, ask Han Xian if you want to do it, this thought is in the dream at night, it is in the waking of the day, the word 'go home' has always been in my heart.

But for them, he is indeed ruthlessly suppressed again and again.

Because I don't dare.

"Do you want to?"

Asked again.

This question seems to be a kind of persecution, forcing Han Xian to say what he doesn't dare to say in his heart, but he still doesn't dare, this dare makes him dare not mention it in front of others.

But now, enlightenment.

"Yes. ”

Han Xian whispered in his mouth, he really wanted to, but there were too many meanings in this thought, and some of them even Han Xian himself didn't think clearly and figure it out.

"Huh. ”

Laughed.

In the laughter of 'Qi', there was not much chance for Han Xian to think at all, and the water in front of him directly made a mist illusion, and directly dragged Han Xian's body to the place that he had been reaching in his heart.

Where is the misty fantasy?

"Hehe~~. ”

Over here?

This is so familiar, this familiarity is that Han Xian is standing at the foot of the mountain of Yunjiaao at the moment, and his eyes are lifted through the clouds, and he can feel the unique and irreplaceable fragrance there.

It's here.

In the proof, in comparison with memory.

Han Xian said: "It turns out that I don't remember anything wrong, there is no change here, and the slightest change here is waiting for my return." ’

Today, with the help of Kai, the man has finally arrived.

I came in a hurry, I didn't think about it, but I still came.

Going up the mountain is the last journey to the beautiful place in the heart, this journey should be walked by yourself, this journey can not be replaced by anyone and anything.

It's your own place.

"Whew. ”

The step is lifted and settled, and it is the steadiness of the breathing sound.

One point higher than one point in the first minute, Han Xianzai came to that place, this place was as quiet as imagined, the ground was soft soil, they were laughing and waiting, smiling and greeting.

It's so quiet here.

The silence is empty.

This is definitely intentional, Qi's arrangement is that there is no figure in his heart 'perfectly', but although he can't see his relatives, Han Xian is still deeply intoxicated.

The feet are constantly moving.

A point closer, a point forward, where to go, where do you want to go here?

His eyes were not at his familiar home, but at the direction that guided him home, the sacred tree, the sacred tree that contained his own blood.

It's very small, and Han Xian walked the whole way in a few steps.

It's in front.

Han first came first.

People stand under the tree, their faces raised and look at the wonderful sunlight dancing in the leaves, they are truly good and beautiful, and the leaves are their own deep thoughts.

These familiar faces are hidden in this leaf, and to look at the leaves is to meet with relatives.

These, I think about it for a long time.

Satisfied?

Is Han Xian, who went home, satisfied?

"Hehe~~. ”

'Qidi' was laughing, laughing at his wisdom and skill, and his cleverness.

The wind blows the leaves rustling, and the faces of the relatives between the leaves in the eyes are all messed up and scattered, which is a kind of parting, just like when you leave home, this is an irreversible parting.

But Han Xian is still under the tree, how can he say that it is a parting?

Who said that Han went to Yunjiaao first?

Is it really under the sacred tree of Yunshan?

It is true that people are standing under a tree, but this is not a body, this is a soul standing under their own Tao tree, why do they not have the faces of their relatives?

In the star map, Qishui Land, they are thousands of miles away, how can they appear.

The belt of 'Qidi' is just the essence of bringing Han Xian into his own heart, and in the eyes of 'Qi', Han Xian's heart hides home.

It's a comfort to go back here.

Under the tree, Han Xian stood quietly.

Is it a comfort?

The shadow of the Dao tree swayed, could it be regarded as a comfort?

Ye Ying's shaking was bright and bright, like a kind of show-off, showing off his brilliance, and Ye Ying's trembling was happy to tell Han Xian about Tianda's good rest.

'We broke through'

The Eight Realms don't know when to achieve it, the Nine Realms.

But this I don't know, it really can't change at all that Han Xian is already a person who cultivates the Nine Realms of Dengfeng, the Nine Realms are Wangxian, and if he takes a step forward, then he will be Ning Immortal.

Nine Realms.

This is Wangxian, Xian, what a fascinating word, this word makes too many, too many people crazy, but those people go crazy, and in the end it shows that they have nothing to do with immortals.

But today, Han Xian was only one step away from being an 'immortal'.

Although sometimes, this step will be far away, but at least it proves that Han Xian is very promising.

"Hope?"

Under the Dao tree, Han Xian whispered in his mouth.

Seeing godlessness and infatuation, no one can understand this statement, but it is certain that people who are absolutely confident in themselves will never think about the realm of hope. ’

Because he will say to himself, 'I will be able to get there'

The heart is far away, not returning, not returning.

Han Xian's gaze was still lingering among Ye Ying, and he said, "Qi, can I go home with the cultivation of the Nine Realms of Ascending the Wind and Looking at the Immortals?"

This is the star map.

But it's still 'the ground,' and it can hear it.

"Hehe~~. ”

A crisp voice sounded, but anyone could hear that there was a hint of color hidden in this crispness, and said, "If you want to go home, why are you afraid?"

Why do you ask this, because 'Qi' understands Han Xian's question.

Why be afraid?

The heart is saying, 'How can I not be afraid to burn the fire of the world there?' ’

The eyes still lingered among the leaf shadows, asking in the words, but this time they were not asking 'Qi', and said: 'Demon, can I go home now?'

"You've figured it out. ”

It's such an indifferent voice.

This indifference smashed into Han Xian's heart, why did he still usher in the same answer after the change, this 'think well' is another reproduction of the demon knife language.

The demon knife was saying again: "The road has always been there, I just ask you if Han Xian dares to step on it." ’

Think?

Dare?

Ask for courage?

Han Xian was thinking, still thinking frantically: 'What will I bring to that place?'

"Hmph~~. ”

Han Xian, who was suddenly thinking and contemplating, gritted his teeth and snorted softly, then jumped out with a cold snort and said, "Do you think I will be afraid?"

"Haha, I never said that?"

The demon knife understands Han Xian, and this understanding is, 'Han Xian will be impulsive, but he can also find the calmness he should have in his impulsiveness,' and they all flinched when they gritted their teeth.

There is nothing to be afraid of, but there are many people who are afraid, and the land of Yunshan is afraid of being shrouded in blood.

"What can I do to be unafraid?"

Asking.

How?

Even the invincible demon sword was silent, and as for Qi, it was as if he had already left Han Xian's star map, and he was speaking in silence.

Long.

But Han Xian was still waiting for the answer under the tree.

"Wait!"

This is the affirmative voice of the demon knife, waiting for a 'wait'. ’。

"When?"

"When you can lift me up and fight together. ”

"How far is that?"

"Haha~~~. ”

The laughter of the 'Qi' Di suddenly broke in, and said: "Han Xian, you better wake up, that guy hidden in your star chart is not a good thing, you are just not a good person now, but if you mention it, you may become a bad person at any time." ”

This demon knife must have heard it.

The audible demon knife is indeed to speak, and this silence is more like a disguised recognition.

"But it can take me home. ”

Han Xian retorted, asking the demon knife: "How far is this?"

"Hmph~~. ”

The demon knife voice saw evil, and said: "Your next realm, you said that it is far away." ”

"Ning Xian?"

"Hehe~~~. ”

Laughter, this laughter is present, the rampant voice in the young blood: "Who said that the next realm is far away, it is too close, close to the present, this moment." ”