"Hehe~~!"

Eyes look at eyes.

A pair of small eyes looked at a pair of big eyes.

Black is the pupil of a small eye, and transparent flow is the pupil of a large eye.

Small is a person, how amazing is a person's pupils, any person who has a close and long-term vision of the pupil will be overwhelmed by the magic of it, so love, close gaze, and only between lovers can be long.

"Hehe~~. ”

So what about the big eyes staring at you at the moment?

Is its pupil magical.

"Whew~~!"

Seeing the existence of its eyes, it is indeed impossible to find out where its pupils exist, and in staring at them for a long time, I see the whole sky, a flowing sky.

Transparent.

"Hehe~~!"

Laugh.

Laughing all the time.

It's just that it's not himself who is laughing, not far in front of him, that place is full of wind and rain, as if the sky especially prefers that place, or the sky especially hates the existence of that place, the wind does not stop, and the heavy rain pours on his head.

Abomination is not the earth.

The heavens hate the existence of standing on that earth.

Guess what I saw?

Wide-eyed eyes, startled pupils, remember the legends of your childhood?

Do you still remember that a large group of children were sitting on the ground under the Yunshan Sacred Tree, supporting their heads and listening attentively to their grandfather's serious talk about all kinds of strange and bizarre things?

Memories forced their way to the head.

I still remember.

Grandpa said that there are dragons in this world, they have horns on their heads, they are so domineering, the five claws are like human palms, and the horns on the top of their heads are a symbol of majesty.

Dragons.

Standing in front of him is a dragon.

How amazing.

"Hehe~!"

But laughed.

I don't know why people laughed again, Han Xian laughed so innocently, memory, the memory that was forcibly flooded made me remember again, grandpa said, maybe it wasn't grandpa who said, but what he was sure of was that it must be an amiable old man in Yunshan who told him, 'I saw the dragon for three years. ’

"Hehe~~!"

Think to yourself, do yourself and giggle.

What's wrong with me?

Am I homesick again?

'Hehe~~!'

Laughing is the heart is laughing, and the soul smiled and said: "I, Han Xian, have never had any money, and I Han Xian still owes a lot of debts, I have been poor for more than three years, I don't know how many years I have been poor, and I have been poor for so many years, so where else can I be poor?"

"Hehe~~!"

Some things always make people happy, and some happy things can make people forget where they are now.

Over here.

What I saw in front of my eyes was the dragon's head and human body, and it stood in the wind and rain of heaven and earth crying for a long time, and it stood there looking at itself.

So how is this self being watched?

Big eyes.

Stare at.

Those big eyes are the eyes of the dragon, it stares, it looks, although there are no pupils in its eye sockets, but behind that transparency is the whole sky, can I understand that the world is staring at itself?

"Whew~~!"

Breathe.

Gradually rapid breathing, eyes bulging, cheeks red.

Why is that?

If this Canglong condensed by the soft mist of the Dao method is just staring at himself, then what else do I Han Xian have to fear, and he will stare at him with color and eyes.

I'm afraid of you?

But now it's different, the blue dragon condensed by the mist is infected with the habit of a snake, and the moment it appears is around its body, and in an instant, it is on its own before it has time to react.

Bondage.

Breathing hard.

It was caught again, and except for one head, which was kindly left outside, all the others were buried in its snake-like body by the dragon.

"Hehe~!"

Laugh.

The dragon-headed man not far in front of him was laughing.

It smiled and said, "Hello." ”

I gritted my teeth, I stared, do you look like I'm doing well now, but I'll bite the blood in my mouth and say, "Well, I'm fine." ”

"Hehe~~!"

Grin.

It's so gloomy, and it's even more gloomy when it's hidden behind the wind and rain.

It's impossible to laugh all the time, it's about to speak, and said: "Hearing your name from the god lord can be described as thunderous, hehe, hehe~~," his expression changed coldly, his brows furrowed, and he had a question on his face: "But now it seems that the name doesn't match it, in this way, can I kill you?"

Killed.

Killed.

The head of the dragon here said that he was going to kill him, but there was a hurry.

"Ji Meng, this kid can't be killed now, it's still useful for me to keep his life. ”

Who is speaking?

Who would plead for Han Xian's life so bluntly?

The god of human face, the god of human face of the horse.

At this moment, it can be said that in addition to his closest and favorite people, he is the horse body and the human face who cares most about Han Xian's life and death.

"Heh... Huh~~Heh. ”

Listening to the human-faced god speak, it was me Han Xian who was laughing.

His convex eyes stared at the human dragon head, and said, "It turns out that your name is Ji Meng, how can you choose a person's name, do you think the name of a cat and a dog is too ugly?"

"Huh~~!"

Do you hear me, the sound of bones?

It's hard to say.

Ask if there is any sound in this world that is worse than the cracking of bones.

The fog surging dragon was naturally Ji Meng's means, its eyes were evil, and it got up with a sneer on its face, and said: "Squeak, listen to the sound, you listen to the sound so beautiful." ”

"Whew~!"

The wind blows.

Canglong Bunch.

The face is wrinkled.

Looking at it, the dragon's big eyes stared at itself, in which greed flickered, it wanted to stuff itself into it very much, and make food for a long night's sleep, but the human face god refused, so he had no choice but to give up, and could only do this torture on the flesh and bones.

Eyes staring.

Ji Meng cares about every detail.

I fully enjoy every change in the skin and flesh of my face, watching the corners of my eyes wrinkle, which is a sign of pain, and watching the corners of my mouth wrinkle, this is a sign of pain.

Look.

Performance intensifies.

Stare at.

My heart rejoices.

"Hehe~~!"

Laughter, the laughter I heard, this laughter was the sudden joy on the painful face, the smile of the face, looking at the smile, it was Han Xian who looked at Ji Meng with a look of enjoyment and laughed, and said: "She's waiting for me, let's get here today, we'll see you tomorrow, I'll take your head on the first level~?"

"Whew~!"

Listen to the wind.

See the light.

Feeling empty.

"Be careful, be careful that kid's way is very weird......."

Roar, the caution of the horse's body and human face is still swirling in the air, and it is still singing in the air, but there is indeed nothing under the tight binding of the dragon that Ji Meng knotted with water mist.

Don't talk about Han Xian's body.

At the moment, there is not even a ghost shadow.

Listen to the sound.

All that remained was the wide-eyed stare.

Listen to the sound.

At boiling point.

"Ah~~!"

Ji Mengsheng roared: "Coward, why wait for tomorrow, can't you do it now, my head is itchy, you come now, let's compete to see who takes off whose head." ”

Roar.

Mix it with the 'carefulness' of the human-faced god and spin in the air, anyway, with the help of the 'Quiet One' law, the self who escaped from the ascension to heaven was already overjoyed when he heard the slightest subtlety.

Naturally, it will not stay stupidly.

'Quiet one,' one day a day, one quiet one.

If you are bumped into by the demon clan today, then you have to think of other ways to escape, is there any other way?

Why bother?

Why bother thinking about what may happen but hasn't happened yet, keep your brain and run away, now I am two legs, if I don't use Gao Shun and others to drag the time of the human face, then I will be finished.

"Whew~~!"

Breathe.

Burning breath.

Bulging breathing.

The human face was so angry, he actually ran away again, a pair of eyes swept over Ji Meng's face like a tiger and a wolf, and these resentful eyes said: "Didn't I tell you, didn't I tell you, this kid has the means to shrink the ground into inches, didn't I tell you to be careful, but you are arrogant, but you did let him run away with the disguise of a dragon with a pig-like head, how hateful you are." ”

Hate!

The eyes of the human-faced god are like saying, 'You are also a conspirator, and you are a co-conspirator of mankind and a demon who has harmed me, just like the lowly demons.' ’

"Huh~!"

I was already angry in my heart.

In such a gaze, you and I have no temper, how to say that I am also the leader of the young generation of the demon clan, you and I are the little demon under your mountain.

Staring.

The wind blew in the rain curtain, and Ji Meng's big eyes stared at the human face without fear.

"Whew~!"

Hot.

Breathing is burning.

Burned.

The eyes of the human-faced god burned directly, but he didn't make a move to sanction Ji Meng, but the fire at the city gate affected the pond fish, and now the most bitter one is of course Gao Shunjun who is in the peach blossoms and the rhizomes are hidden in the front.

"Whew~!"

The eyes of the human-faced god were burning, and after the blink of an eye, the ancient peach blossom tree that competed with Gao Shunjun was burning, floating with scattered leaves, becoming a streamer fire, hiding the rhizome, and becoming a fire snake that swallowed the fierce flames.

"Whew~!"

Must be ignited.

"Whew~!"

The skin is open.

"Ah~~!"

Burning, the world is bleak, the world is tragic, Gao Shunjun is actually stuffed in the fire and burned, heart-piercing, the pain is only known to people in the flames.

"Hiss~!"

Do you think I'm a vegetarian?

Do you think I was made of grass?

Do you really think that planting a tree can grow into my grave, flying flowers and jumping in front of him, Gao Shunqiang endured the burning pain of his body, and a black light like death in his eyes flashed, and suddenly his face turned white, and immediately a gloomy hellish evil breath swept around his body.

"Poof~!"

Broken.

The visible space is shattered.

Quiet.

The visible colorful world becomes black and white.

Jump fire extinguished, colorful peach trees into powder.

And when this death light swept over Ji Meng, its face was white, and the god of death immediately set the genius of the demon clan, but just when the god of death decided, a white light floated on its chest, blocking the knife of the god of death for it.

That's the difference.

The difference between the monarch realm and its underneath, the gap between this difference, even if you are a genius, it is difficult to overcome, just ask the existence of the world that can successfully ascend to the king, which one has not been soaked in the aura of various geniuses since childhood.

Even if there are late bloomers.

How many of them have accumulated steadily?

Few.

Very much less.

Less than negligible.

Ji Meng has a talisman magic weapon to protect his integrity, and Shen Yizhao, as Gao Shun's master, is naturally concerned, and the dead light bypasses him, but this light really can't spare the people around him.

Desertification, to death.

"Whew~!"

After the wind blew, there were only four bodies left standing.

"Poof~!"

There are only three left.

"Whew~!"

There are only two left.