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Man.

Happy.

Some people, some times.

He is very happy from time to time, just like the current Han Xian, his laughter is a fire in front of him, and countless sorrows and tears in front of him.

"Hehe~~. ”

But he laughed.

This smile is so happy, but Han Xian's happiness is to see her beautiful back from the distant sky.

The Spirit of the Heart.

Although he was still at the end of the sky, he shook and echoed, as if he had seen Rong Ruo's sweet smile appear in front of him.

"Ruo'er~~. ”

The voice is soft and soft, and people are anxious.

"Oops, toothache. ”

Listening to Han Xian's voice, Bu Wushuang, who was behind him, couldn't help but hold his teeth and screamed, how could he bear this soreness.

But before he could put his disdainful gaze on Han Xian's body, he had already become a black shadow the size of a bean.

"Huh. ”

Seeing Han Xian's departure, Bu Wushuang couldn't help but smile slightly.

But in this laughter, it was indeed a three-point move, and he whispered in a deep voice: "Brother Han, I won't accompany you, let's let you play by yourself." ”

"Hey~~. ”

The laughter was cold, and the figure of Bu Wushuang disappeared little by little like powder.

The strangeness of this method is like the evaporation of memory fragments out of thin air.

However, now that he is only focusing on Han Xian in front of him, how can he have the heart to know the magical changes behind him, all he can know is that Bu Wushuang has already left.

As for how he got there?

He can walk as much as he likes.

"Ruo'er~~~!!"

I rejoice.

Han Xian, who was smiling, was already desperate to shout out the expectations in his heart.

This sound can be described as earth-shattering, and it makes the flames of Yuanwei County tremble.

In the trembling of the flames, it was the sad faces outside the city that were alarmed by Han Xian.

They looked at the man.

"Bastard. ”

"There's a bastard. ”

It's a real low curse.

This was scolded by those displaced people, and the people of Yuanwei all looked at Han Xian with gritted teeth, and even looked at Han Xian's inappropriate smirk on his face.

Why is he so happy?

Is he here to laugh at himself?

Resentment has exploded in their chests, so no matter what they are looking at, no matter what color appears in front of their eyes, whether they are happy or crying, it may be a mockery of hypocrisy and righteousness to them.

What's more, it's Han Xian's current hippie smile, which is a complete bastard.

But it's not just a group of people who see it.

Compare it with seeing.

Some people heard it.

Rong Ruo, she turned her back on.

Unmoved.

But judging from the strange movements that lingered in her eyes, she must have heard Han Xian's joyful call.

But when she heard it, she really couldn't be as happy as Han Xian.

The face is heavy and the eyes are yin.

And now, some people have heard and seen, what they heard was Han Xian's voice, and what they saw was definitely Han Xian's face.

Near.

Han approached first.

That's right.

That's him.

Everyone, everyone's eyes were looking at Han Xian's face.

It was all the arsonist ferocity standing in front of the Yuanwei Fire that swallowed the fire in their eyes, and they saw Han Xian's face that should be killed.

"Whew~~~. ”

Breath color.

Surprise face.

Han Xian is not blind, although his heart is full of Rong Ruo's shadow, but it has not yet reached the point where he can't tolerate a face of others.

To see is to see a familiar person.

Thousands of mountains and rivers, I actually saw them again here.

They.

They thought they were gone, and they were standing beside the flames at this moment, where there were people they were familiar with, and they were fortunate enough to see almost every face there.

Ever seen?

Han Xian has really seen it.

But this 'really seen' in my heart must be to forget some important compromises after that.

Previously, in the Ancient Saint Plain, Han Xian must have forgotten their cheerful faces, when they were cheerful, when they had smiles on their faces.

But now.

Can Han Xian really think that he is blind and does not see?

Each of them has a heavy tiredness written on their faces, and they all write about this thick bitterness and hatred, they hate, hate themselves for regretting not being at the beginning.

Q: Did Han see it first?

See.

How Han Xian couldn't see it, what he saw was that the Jutian Patriarch was standing at the head of the team and had already seen himself.

"Hehe~~. ”

For this, the already happy face was adding a three-point joy color, and it was already a compromise, and how to take care of so much in my heart, I hurriedly and eagerly roared in my mouth: "Grandpa, grandpa~~." ”

"Huh~. ”

The sound of her teeth snapping, Rong Ruo's mouth, she knew that her trouble was coming.

"Huh~~. ”

In the mouths of the people of Yuanwei, the scolding they used to have really come true, and what came was really a bastard.

"Huh~~~. ”

The sound came from the mouth of the burning flames of fury.

Fish Clan.

The Lone Fish Family.

The Lone Fish Clan led by the Patriarch of Jutian all stared coldly at Han Xian's rapidly approaching body, for them, this was not the culprit.

looked like Han Xian was smiling.

"Hehe~~. ”

Laughing is laughing endlessly.

Han Xian was laughing and approaching.

This approach is passing by Rong Ruo's side did not stop, and rushed towards the Jutian Patriarch Han Xian eagerly faced, with laughter, there must be a lot to say.

However, he still held on.

Because some people don't want to hear it.

The one who doesn't want to listen is not going to give him a chance to speak.

"Hum~~. ”

The front roared, the strings were startled, and the cold front arrows became dazzling bright, and this cold front was brighter than the flames behind him, and brighter than the blazing sun in the sky.

"Hiss~~. ”

Instant cooling, quenching cold.

It was Han Xian's laughter that was instantly cold, and it was the body that rushed in eagerly and was instantly frozen.

Han Xian is not blind, his eyes are open to see what is in front of him, and what he sees is everyone in the fish clan, regardless of women, children, old and children, they all have the hard bow in their hands.

This is what Wan Feng is referring to.

No stranger to this.

For Han Xian, this is just an experience, he has already experienced it himself in the fish clan, and now he is only experiencing it once.

It's true?

Is there really not a little change in it?

Could it be that Han Xian really didn't feel the cold?

Yes.

Pointing sharply, Han Xian's body was cold, his spine was cold, and he was dripping with cold.

"Hehe~~. ”

Laughter.

This laughter came from the mouth of the grandfather of the Jutian patriarch, his face was pale and cold, his body was stiff with the power of no clan, and even the strong bow supported by his arm was trembling slightly.

He's old.

He's really old.

The faint old eyes were looking at Han Xian, hating, the clansmen were actually led astray in their own hands, the old eyes were stained with tears, and their hearts were broken.

Seeing this, Han Xian's eyebrows and eyes were sour, and his heart couldn't bear it.

Whispered in his mouth: "Grandpa~~." ”

"Haha~~. ”

But just when Han Xian's mouth just came out, the patriarch of Jutian really looked up to the sky and laughed, laughing because the old body was trembling, and laughing because the decayed blood was screaming.

Han Xian couldn't help but whispered again: "Master~~." ”

"Shut up. ”

The roar is like a ghost crying.

Before Han Xian could finish his words, he was rudely interrupted by the Jutian Patriarch.

"I~~I~~. ”

Han Xian panicked, and his mouth was speechless.

"Hehe~~. ”

But in the face of Han Xian's helplessness, the Jutian patriarch already sneered, looked at Han Xian and said, "I didn't expect you Han Xian to be alive." ”

"Hehe~~. ”

Han Xian's face shook, and he hurriedly squeezed out a smile, and opened his mouth to speak.

But in the end, he reluctantly shut up, because the Jutian patriarch refused.

"Congratulations! ”

The Jutian Patriarch's voice was actually saying congratulations to Han Xian, but such words were already piercing in his heart together with the cold arrows around the Jutian Patriarch.

Han Xian hurriedly said: "Patriarch Grandpa, you listen to me~~~." ”

"Hehe~~. ”

Laughs again.

Don't want to hear it.

The Jutian Patriarch, who looked at the sky and smiled, did not give Han Xian a chance to speak.

After laughing, his eyes were like a wolf nailed to Han Xian's body, and he said: "Han Xian, you lure my clan, destroy the place where our clan lives and live, and the pain of breaking the root is not shared with the sky." ”

"Uh~~~. ”

The charges are as big as the sky.

One by one, Han Xian was directly smashed into a vacuum, and his eyes were already dull, but his heart was indeed turning over the river and the sea and roaring: "Why, am I the murderer of all this?"

He once swore that 'blood debts will be paid in blood.' ’

Now, it seems that the truth has been revealed.

If it weren't for Han Xian, if it weren't for his appearance, the fish clan wouldn't have put on the hat of Lone, if it wasn't for Han Xian's appearance, then the search would not have been able to enter the Qi Land, if it wasn't for Han Xian, the fierce fire of the fish clan would not have been extinguished, if it wasn't for Han Xian, then the Lone Fish clan wouldn't have appeared here; if it weren't for Han Xian, Yuanwei County wouldn't have been burned to the ground by the Lone Fish clan.

The culprit of everything.

Han Xian!!

The primordial evil of all.

Han Xian!!

It's him, it's him, it's him.

All of them, all the tragedies are all the crimes committed by this person named 'Han Xian', burning the land of the fish clan and burning the Yuanwei County.

Damn it.

So now this 'Han Xian' is the one who should be killed.

The face is panicking, the body is trembling, and the mouth is open.

"Nope. ”

"It's not like that. ”

Chatter in the mouth.

This person named Han Xian, this person said such things in his mouth, did he want to deny it?

And just as the panic in Han Xian's mouth continued, his feet were indeed slightly raised, and he wanted to walk towards the Jutian Patriarch, but what did he want, did he want to commit murder.

"Hum~~. ”

The cold front wipes the cold front.

Han Xian didn't have that chance anymore, because the Jutian Patriarch had already taken the lead.

The strings in the hands are loose, the bow trembles, the cold whistles, and the front is dazzling.

"Be careful. ”

Behind him, Rong Ruo was already eager to hear the sound of the blade, but at this moment, Han Xian saw that the front of him was cold, and if he didn't hear the voice of concern behind him, he didn't hear the sharp color in front of him.

"Poof~~. ”

The blood demon exploded, breaking in and penetrating.

Was it benevolence, or didn't want to kill, or the tremor of his arm had made the Jutian Patriarch lose his instinct to draw arrows and arrows, and that Mo Feng was actually just breaking through Han Xian's shoulder.

Instinctive.

The pride of a lifetime is instinctive, but now it's biased, hehe~~, biased.