That's it?

Didn't go away, didn't take it off, didn't slip away, that's all?

The ice sculpture is like being hit by the air, the cracks stretch like a spider web, covering everything in the blink of an eye, this is an ice sculpture that is about to collapse.

Who can save it?

Who's going to save this delicate one?

Who will save this heroic martyr?

Is it okay to have a monstrous flame burning in front of it?

After all, it is a flame with temperature, it is a flame that melts hard ice, and it is okay, not to mention that it is not an ordinary flame, it is the fire of Allah.

Allah.

The power of the power, the world's top life, their life has a long history, although they can't live forever, but compared to ordinary people, they have to live a lot longer...

To live is to experience.

To live is destined to know a lot, to know a lot is to know a lot, to know a lot is to know a lot, to know a lot must be a lot, so now the fire of Allah is holding the ice sculpture that is about to break?

"Heh~~!"

Laughing softly is cold.

The sound is cold, and the wind is cold.

The wind blew over, stirring Allah's fierce flame to rise even more fiercely, but this viciousness really seemed to help the abuse, its temperature did not transmit the coldness of the wind, but the sharpness of the wind.

"Hiss~!"

I got in.

Since the flame of Allah cannot be stopped, then the wisp of wind penetrates, and among the ice sculptures, what is exquisite, what is heroic?

It is the glory of life, the power of the monarchy.

It's the power of the monarchy that everyone admires.

But what?

The wind passes, the ice cracks, and the glorious life is indeed as fragile as an ant, splitting from the middle, being cut in half, splitting from the throat, cutting the head, tearing from the backbone, killing the back, and finally how much crack in the ice climbs, how much this body is covered with, and in the end, the ice cracks into powder.

The same fate inside and out.

Cracked into powder and turned into sand in the air, no matter how you grasp it, you can't catch it.

Flying.

Flying into the distance on the rising flame of Allah, just like that, so clean, that is the power of the monarch realm, it was obliterated.

That's the power of the Monarch Realm, it's like a perfect life.

But just a wind after the ice blew, and this perfect life became a withered flower, dilapidated.

Isn't it imperfect?

"Huhu~~!"

The wind is whistling, blowing that a very powerful life here has become a dust in the long river of history, and has become a foil for her success.

It's as clean as that.

And it is clean before the more perfect and greater Allah, which makes it embarrassed, this is its men, and where does it put its face.

"Huhu~~!"

Whirring, this is not the sound of the wind, it is the sound of anger, and even the wind disappears without a trace under the burning anger of Allah's fire.

"Hmph~~!"

The flame exhaled coldly, and when he saw the handsome man, he whispered in his mouth: "Who are you, do I wish Changge any ties to you?"

Yes?

Actually talking nonsense, thinking that you would brazenly make a move and fight with a great man, but the result is that you chose nonsense, and wiped out all your men, what nonsense, hurry up, kill the sky in the dark, it's best to fight this man half to death or all to death, and I can get out from now on.

Idea.

Being locked in a cage like a bird can only stare in front of me and hope that these two bodies will be destroyed and come out from here.

But, hey~!

They are talking nonsense.

"Hmph~!"

The handsome man snorted coldly, his head tilted slightly, a pair of eyes didn't know where to linger, and said contemptuously: "I gave it a chance, but it didn't catch it by itself, as for who I am, looking for flowers and asking willows, flowers and willows, looking for pleasure, I am here to collect debts." ”

'Hehe~!'

Laughed.

The 'opportunity' that this handsome man said was that the wind would laugh when he heard the wind, but now the wind didn't dare to make the slightest sound when he wanted to laugh.

"Huh~!"

Hearing this, the good cultivation will also explode directly, and Allah of Fire gritted his teeth darkly, and roared in a low voice: "Who are you and what purpose are you doing, I don't owe you anything, if you dare to talk nonsense, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless." ”

Finally couldn't help it.

Allah's temper has finally come out.

"Hehe~!"

But the handsome man who heard it was indeed laughing, his smiling gaze was fixed on Zhu Changge's face, and he whispered: "You are just a wisp of clone, and it is already very face-saving to talk to you so much, I am saying, you are no longer worthy, hehe~!"

Doppelganger?

Allah's doppelganger, this flame turned out to be just a doppelganger, but it is also Allah's doppelganger, and it also needs to give some face.

Arrogance?

Is it arrogant?

Allah's doppelganger, that is Allah, that is naturally not comparable to the monarch's realm, but in the eyes of the great man, it is indeed unworthy.

It's funny.

Although it was very funny, his joke fire Allah naturally couldn't laugh, his face was almost distorted with anger, and his mouth was snorting and snorting, as if he was about to explode.

But the handsome man seemed to enjoy Zhu Changge's anger very much, and his face was full of smiles.

"Hehe~. ”

After he sneered, he did say in his mouth: "But I'm in a good mood today, I'm sending you a few words, surrender or resist?"

What?

I can't help but be a little silly when I listen to the arrogance of the heroic man, surrender or resist?

It is Allah, they are the masters of life in this world, how can they submit, they are allied with other Allah and have never surrendered, but now they are actually asked to kneel and kowtow.

Is it possible?

"Hmph~!"

Zhu Changge snorted coldly and whispered, "I will roast you with my own hands." ”

"Oh~!"

Listening, the heroic man replied softly, and then sneered: "Waiting for your master at any time, okay, the time for nonsense has come, you can get out." ”

.

Let Allah go.

Of course, it wouldn't be reluctant, so the heroic man didn't want Zhu Changge to get out of it by himself, so he sent it out.

As soon as the words fell, or the means of telling Zhu Changge to get out of the air were already hidden in this voice, and when it reached Zhu Changge's ears, it directly turned into a violent wind, overturned it, and rolled its short body in the air several times.

Really rolled.

Really teased.

"Ah~~!"

The roar was hoarse, Zhu Changge was crazy about hatred, but he was also a real husband, so decisive and hateful, he actually cut off this clone directly in a roar.

Allah committed suicide.

Allah actually forced himself to decide, who is this heroic man?

Although it was only a doppelganger, maybe it was also a doppelganger of Allah, and in the end it committed suicide.

Long.

In the silence, Chaoxia in the air had already poked out her head timidly, and landed very carefully on the face of the heroic man, temptation, temptation, this is temptation.

He wasn't angry.

He didn't feel irritated.

"Whew~!"

Finally, under the temptation of the sun, the wind also abandoned its timidity, and slowly and slowly lingered in the air again.

Long.

I was staring, watching the back pass for a long time in the sparkle of the morning glow, the glare in my eyes, the hatred in my heart, I couldn't help muttering: "Are you asleep, are you dead?"

"Whew~!"

I seem to have heard it.

The heavy breath of the back and the slight movement of his body slowly turned around, and his face finally appeared in front of him.

It's really heroic.

His eyebrows are heroic, his expression is heroic, everything about him is very majestic, but I don't know why, I always feel that there seems to be a lack of a trace of the charm that a man should have in his heroism and it seems to be too heroic.

What's that?

'Your skin is too white, isn't it?' ’

A man's skin can be fair, and that one is naturally good-looking, but for a man, adding a Tai character before fairness will be a big surprise, let alone such a heroic man.

"Hehe~!"

Giggle, giggle.

Smirking to cover up the true thoughts in my heart, I don't want to die yet, there is no doubt that there is a presence in front of me, you can kill yourself by turning your hand, you can still kill yourself by turning your hand, he can even kill Junjing in seconds, even Allah's doppelganger can be erased, and it is a kind of praise to say that his small bone is crushed to death.

"Hehe~!"

He was smiling with red lips and white teeth, and in front of him, the handsome man who didn't smile actually laughed with him, and when he saw his color, his expression was instantly cold.

The color was too much like the cruelty of death.

The smile is cold.

The corners of his mouth rose with a smile.

Smiling, the man whispered, "Surrender or death?"

In the same place, fate seems to be addicted, it actually wants to reincarnate in itself, this sentence echoes several times, and everyone who hears the voice is destroyed except himself.

Submit to?

Death?

How to choose, is it better to die than to live?

How to choose, would you rather be a broken jade than a complete tile?

"Hmph~!"

Seeing that his expression was already cold when he sneered, when he heard the words, it directly became a mocking ridicule, and he whispered: "You are really a big heart, you are really a lot of nonsense, if you want to kill, you will kill, why do you need to be so teased, I Han Xian don't have the answer you want here." ”

is arrogant, how can he bow his head and give in.

Nothing you want.

"Huhu~!"

The wind was blowing, the wind was roaring and excited, and there was another one who was going to die, and another one who was about to go to hell.

"Hehe~~!"

But the handsome man who listened to it did smile softly, and said: "Han Xian, don't you regret it, don't you go back, didn't you promise her to go back, didn't you promise her to protect her well, didn't you promise her to fight for her, do you want to give up now?"

So many asks?

"Who are you?"

Glaring, eyeballs abrupt, roaring.

He can know who he is and why he said to Ruo'er.

"Haha~~!"

The man seemed to be expecting the change in his expression, his face was cold and arrogant, and he said: "I am Hualiu Lane, a pleasure seeker, Han Xian, if you are willing to join us, I will give you what you want, such as flowers, such as the Fuxiong flower you want to get." ”

For example?

For example?

What can I do when I hear this voice, what do you tell me to choose?