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Whether the Holy Light of the Emperor Seal that sank into the darkness was bright or not, Han Xianyi couldn't see it clearly, and the flame enthusiasm on himself had already covered any brilliance.

It's normal for a ghost place like the Burial Forest to have such a touch of fireworks, but it's too normal for such a place to have such a dark green color.

Is Han Xian, who is basically in the middle of a roast pig, still alive?

Of course, the current Han Xian is not dead, and he is still screaming in surprise, obviously Han Xian still wants to struggle, and mobilizing his meager Dao power again and again is already a drop in the bucket.

This green firelight represents despair, if it is a normal flame red, maybe he can't use Dao power, and rolling on the ground can extinguish him.

The body was scorched in a miserable green flame, and Han Xian's consciousness was gradually cold, and the darkness was also affectionately wrapping this unwilling person at this time.

Han Xian thought that he had worked hard to complete all the struggles in his heart, although there were constant episodes, he still did it, but too many times he did it, but he really couldn't get the desired result.

Undoubtedly, Han Xianyi was impressed by this truth at this time, although he was very repulsed by such a black in his heart, but what could he do if he was too unwilling.

It is impossible for them to extinguish the flames in their bodies in their place, let alone to expel the coldness in their souls.

The only thing you need to rely on is yourself, and now at this time, you are so powerless, powerless to let the black dust seal yourself, all you can do is to use the last blur to watch the hope pass rapidly.

The body smashed into the shady earth, and a strange color polished the eyes that were almost desperate, what was that?

There are such a touch of color in the dark and green burial forest everywhere, it is really very special, a touch of light of the true color of the flame polishes the cold of Han Xian's life.

Maybe Han Xian had given up at this time, but the strange warm color did force Han Xian's sight, how dazzling he was, and he was the real kindness.

The coldness of the soul was the first to reced, and the grinning teeth of course quickly took over the face, and the soul was free to worry, but the body was indeed suffering.

If it is burned to slag, it is still a death, and it is a tragic death.

The body is completely covered with flames, even if the Dao power is meager, it can ensure that the mortal flames cannot burn him, and Han Xian, who is struggling with his life, has long been rolling on the ground on the donkey.

This is a cold and cold place, how can this mundane fire burn joy.

"Ah~~~. ”

A puff of light smoke was spit out by Han Xian, and his whole body collapsed on the ground, which used to be as fearful as a snake and scorpion, and this moment was the most comfortable big bed.

The slightest shade slowly smoothed the stinging pain on the skin, and Han Xian, who was tormented by the flames, was of course greedy, and his eyes closed slightly again.

He must have been too tired, so tired that Han Xian decided to rest for a while in this cold place.

"If you want to die, just lie on your stomach. The indifferent voice squeezed into Han Xian's tired brain.

The body that was originally lying flat was as if it was hit by lightning, and it immediately jumped up, but a painful shout burst out of his throat: "Ah~~." ”

The black mist was stirred up rapidly.

At this moment, Han Xian couldn't thank the red line for his kindness to remind him, although his body was retracted from lying flat, but he did sit on the ground with his buttocks, and sitting like this was actually no different from lying down.

Hongxian must be very concerned about Han Xian, after all, he has proved that he has the possibility of survival, and he cares more about relying on him to find the person who has been thinking about it for a long time.

"If you don't get up soon, just wait to be a cold corpse. The indifferent voice of the red line reminded again.

But at this moment, Han Xian was already very unappreciative, still sitting on the ground paralyzed, and his own heat was flowing away, in fact, it was not that Han Xian didn't know the coldness of the ground, but that he was really tired and painful and didn't want to move.

This sentence has been circling in my mind: "Take a break for a while, just for a while, isn't your current self good, there will be no problem." ”

Han Xian took a deep breath, he must have hatred in his heart for the red line, but now he is eager to remind him, and what are you doing when he really needs you?

If there is hatred, there must be blame, but more of it is to blame himself for his powerlessness, and Han Xian must still want to rub it for a while for the cold and comfortable on the ground.

But although the burned skin was open, Han Xian, who still didn't want to die so easily.

"Hey~"

sighed lightly, the body slowly stood up, and this is also a long process, the face is already very distorted with pain, Liang Han Xian on the ground must be very nostalgic, the body shook a few times, and a few times reluctance, but fortunately, the will defeated the negativity, and successfully straightened the spine.

A pair of eyes stared blankly at the huge black skeleton, did he win like this, he really couldn't believe it, but now it seems to be so simple.

But the burning exhaustion of this body is undoubtedly not a reminder of the pain again and again.

"Thank you. ”

A gentle voice sounded in Han Xian's ears, but it was indeed full of bitterness when it fell into Han Xian's heart, and this voice could not come from anything other than the skeleton in front of him.

"Aren't you dead yet?" Han Xian roared unwillingly.

With this gentle proof, there is no doubt that this question is certain, a pair of eyes slowly cold again, although there is no strength to fight, but in front of the enemy, Han Xian is always proud, and his fists are clenched hard.

"Thank you. The skeleton repeated again.

The thank you now fell on Han Xian's ears, more like a mockery, trying to suppress the tiredness in his heart, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Thank me for what?"

"Thank you for saving us. The skeleton's words were full of gratitude.

But Han Xian already felt that this was a fraud, and continued to say hoarsely: "Don't come to this set, if you have the ability, you can see the real tricks, the master is still afraid that you won't succeed." ”

It really came very quickly.

'Buzz~~'

As soon as the words fell, a ball of brilliance suddenly appeared in front of Han Xian's eyes, and he was even more submerged in it, and the face destroyed by the fire was already covered with deep sighs and unwillingness, but Han Xian's mouth was indeed very hard, and he said coldly: "In the end, I still can't help it, I have torn off the hypocrisy." ”

But a question did hang up on Han Xian's face.

"It is. ”

Han Xian must have been the first to understand the changes in himself, and he could feel that his skin was slowly freeing himself from the pain of the flames.

The burning and hideous folds were also slowly smoothed out, but more importantly, Han Xian seemed to hear the fierce echo of blood qi under his skin.

It feels good to have power.

Joy immediately rushed to his heart, although he didn't care about his appearance, but this did not mean that Han Xian did not cherish his face, but more importantly, the unforgettable pain that tortured him at the moment disappeared with the fullness of his skin.

"Thank you, thank you. Han Xian exhaled in his mouth.

Although the question is still hanging on his face, Han Xian still knows that what brings him back to life is the light of bathing, and without it, his appearance is still miserable.

Exhaustion crept away in the soft glow of the skeleton.

Now Han Xiancai is the most comfortable, his eyes have been closed comfortably, his arms are slightly open, and his whole body and mind are calm.

Of course, there will be an end to the good times, even in the soft light.

The light that wrapped around his body slowly weakened, but Han Xian was like coveting the coldness of the ground, his closed eyes were unwilling to open, and even his open hands were unwilling to let go.

But self-deception also has an end, lying on the ground, there will be no end to the coldness if it does not take away life, but the soft light that wraps the body has long been extinguished, and now the black fog has long filled the gap.

Han Xian's hand slowly fell, but his face was indeed very reluctant, and he sighed lightly: "Hey~~"

The eyes opened slowly, but soon the fear filled the eye sockets, and the feet were even more panicked and retreated two steps one after another, and the mouth exclaimed: "Uh~~"

Where are the black skeletons in front of them, there are only tens of thousands of dark heads left in the black mist, and they all kneel on the ground regardless of the cold.

"Duh, Mr. Xie's grace of relief. The head tapped the ground, and it was already a shout.

And this eager thank you surprised Han Xian a lot, and he took two steps under his feet, but the black fog that originally covered Han Xian's vision was also dissipated in the eager shouts of the kneeling ghost.

His thoughts squeezed away the fear, and Han Xian slowly calmed down.

Han Xian took a sharp breath of cool air and said in a cold voice, "Please return that thing to me." ”

Han Xian didn't care at all what others were thanking for, but he was very concerned about what he was doing, and there was no light of the fragments of the 'Emperor Seal' in the black and oppressive head in front of him.

The ghost who was originally kneeling slowly straightened upright, but the respectful look on his face did not change at all, and his hand was slowly raised, gently resting on his forehead.

A pious smile flowed from each of the souls' faces, and as soon as their hands left their foreheads, a bit of holy brilliance floated out and flew towards Han Xian.

Han Xian stared at all this coldly, and he was even more vigilant in his heart, who could be sure that this was not a ghost trick.

But that little bit of light did condense into a complete square seal in front of him, and there was a familiar aura flowing in it.

Blinking slightly, isn't this your own thing?

The hand slowly stretched out, and when the palm of the hand was opened, the complete imperial seal fell into his hand by itself, why did it have such a change, of course Han Xian didn't know.

And what is even more joyful is that there have been earth-shaking changes in his star chart.

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