Chapter 251: Cicada II

Han Xian's face was full of astonishment and distress, and the woman's eyes were of course full of ridicule and sarcasm. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Because Han Xian watched his sharp spear blade successfully penetrate the giant tree, the sound of 'sonorous' was very loud and very long.

Of course the woman can be happy, since Han Xian tied his hands, then taking advantage of his illness to kill him, as soon as the long sword turned and kicked lightly on the ground, Leng Feng stabbed at Han.

Han Xian's gaze was on the edge of the spear, and on the woman's long sword, when the woman moved, her heart was already uneasy, and her hand pulled violently, no matter how huge this old tree is, it is impossible to force the edge of the spear.

But all this came too slowly: "Hiss~" A blood-red color rubbed into the dim mist again, and the woman turned around and fell to the ground, and she couldn't help but sigh: "It's a pity." ā€

This must have been a very bitter sullen breath, and when he drew his gun and turned around, his body tasted the coldness of the blade, and at this time his eyes had completely collected the woman's pride.

Regardless of the others, the spear stabbed again, but looking at the woman's elegant figure like a butterfly, no matter how angry she was, she couldn't do it, and her heart was already depressed, and the spear almost pierced into the stump a few times, but fortunately, she put the gun away in time, but even so, she added a few blood marks on her body.

If Han Xian had a very thick face, as long as he retreated carefully, Guan Hanning behind him would definitely carry him with his virtue.

But how could Han Xian, who had courage in his heart, give up this young face, and was destined to fight to the death.

Guan Hanning knew the pain of Han Xianjian's injury, and he knew the way to crack it, but in his opinion, everything that was so simple should not need to be reminded, because it was really too simple.

But how did Han Xian in the game know the way to crack it, his anger had long been entrenched on this young face, and when he added another blood mark on his body, he jumped off the horse fiercely, and Han Xian, who stepped on the ground with both feet, was still in the game and couldn't extricate himself.

Although it was easier to dodge and take it immediately, compared to the ghostly and elegant woman, Han Xian's dodge was much more superficial.

The restless eyes saw not the woman's form, but the stumps of trees that stood in the way of spears.

At this moment, Han Xian knows that there is no pain in the face, and the woman knows that the long sword is short, this tall tree is the woman's loyal ally, and it is Han Xian's stubborn enemy, in the most undesirable place, it can always make Han Xian very angry.

There are several blood marks carved on the whole body, although they are not fatal, but Han Xian knows very well in his heart that if it goes on for a long time, it will be a matter of time before he dies.

Pondering and meditating, pondering and meditating, in exchange for only the pain of blood marks and the coldness of sword marks.

At this time, of course, this woman was very happy, not only returned the gunshot marks on her shoulder several times, but also grasped the opportunity of victory, looking at Han Xian's angry face, she couldn't help but sneer: "Idiot." ā€

The heart was beating wildly, the resentment made the breathing disorder, and the woman's 'idiot' made Han Xianqi's teeth gurgle.

"Keng~"

Heartless people, planted willows into the shade.

It's not Han Xian's cleverness, but the stupidity that the woman was angry with, this must be the cleverness that hasn't gone through the brain, and the spear was actually smashed into the soil by Han Xian.

The clear gaze was long overdue, and at this moment the eyes were still full of stumps, but at this moment they were no longer the woman's allies.

A sneer also appeared in Han Xian's eyes, and he snorted coldly: "I hope you can survive under my fist safely." ā€

"Haha, I'm still an idiot" How could that woman be afraid of Han Xian's fist.

With his bare hands, could he still try to resist the long sword, the sword light shook, and as Han Xian wished, he attacked him.

The sneering face has not changed, one pass is a hundred passes, and the heart is very clear, even if she rushes up, it is impossible for these fists to catch her figure, it is still just asking for trouble, rather than this, it is better to hold this place and let that person attack, maybe there will be unexpected gains.

Sometimes simple is really that simple.

The woman's sword light had already reached Han Xian's shoulder, probably wanting to remove this arm, but she should have understood that at this moment, this body no longer had a spear to stumble, how could she still let the long sword go unchecked.

A trace of blood flashed in his eyes on his sneering face, since you thought you had sent it to the door by yourself, then I would understand you at one time, and he stepped back slightly and turned sideways Han Xian successfully saved his arm.

And the woman's long sword took advantage of the situation to slap at Han Xian's chest, and Han Xian laughed: "Suffer death." ā€

Just as he was retreating to dodge the sword, the Dao power on his right arm converged with madness, and how could such a heaven-given opportunity not be grasped, this sword Han Xian hated it deeply, and he should smash it.

"Hum~~"

In the air, the long sword screamed, this sword is not ordinary, otherwise it will be shattered under Han Xian's fist, but even so, the woman is not comfortable, the long sword was almost smashed by Han Xian, but even if it is still held, this arm is a little numb.

If you have a good move, how can you give him a chance to breathe.

And the sword has been knocked open by Han Xian, at this time, the woman has opened the middle door, the momentum of the early sun has been condensed on her right arm, and her eyes are even more blood-red.

Han Xian snorted lightly in his mouth: "Chu Yang." ā€

The two blood-red eyes were like death, snatching away the woman's mind, or under the fists of Godless and Han Xian.

Although she was godless, and she was even more powerless to resist, Han Xian didn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and her fist still smashed down on that body.

"Hmph, such a fierce person, you should be killed~"

The voice started and the wind rose, Han Xian's blood-red eyes completely subsided with fever, and they were already full of consternation, this woman was regressing every minute before, but it was impossible for her fist to be withdrawn.

And helplessly, this innocent air can only be experienced for the woman.

With a stiff spine behind him, Guan Hanning's generous palm was propped up behind him, and at this time, Han Xian should have understood that it was not the woman who was retreating, but his sturdy body being blown backwards.

When his gaze broke through all the suspicions, there was an even more cold woman standing next to the woman who had escaped, and she was looking at her with a cold face, which meant that she was very angry that she had not killed herself.

The woman's gaze fell on Guan Hanning's face.

Others don't have a good face for themselves, Han Xian's eyes are also arrogant and disdainful, even if she is a strong person who ascends the wind, what if she snorts lightly: "Hmph, do you dare to fight?"

Han Xian's meaning was of course very clear, but just like his cold snort, it fell into the air, and not half of the fog was opened, and not half of the ripples were broken.

Although they ignored Han Xian, they were very concerned about Guan Hanning, and a very far-fetched smile crossed the cold woman's face, and then they actually bowed to Guan Hanning, and said leisurely: "Little woman Huo Xin, this is my waiter Ling'er who has seen the general together, and I hope to forgive me for my offense." ā€

For such a change, how could Han Xian's young face be able to hold it, and Han Ning Xian took care of it, and laughed coldly: "Huo Xin, hum, bad heart." ā€

She hated Han Xian's Ling'er deeply, but she knew how to be polite, and she understood that this was not the time for her to interject, but she did not prevent herself from ripping Han Xian's flesh with her eyes.

The woman named Huo Xin didn't have a trace of anger on her face, and still looked at Guan Hanning very calmly.

"Hehe, I don't know what the girl's intention is to take the trouble to arrange this, it won't be just to get to know the contemptible person, right?" Although Guan Hanning said calmly, his heart was already turbulent, the woman was a general, and she clearly knew her true identity, and her intentions were likely to be really the same as her name. ’

A peaceful smile flashed on Huo Xin's face, his gaze swept over Han Xian's resentful face, floated straight into the dense leaves, and said with a sigh: "I heard that the general is carrying a thing on his body, which is very useful to the little woman, and I hope the general can cut his love." ā€

I don't know why Qin Mu Rongruo's face squeezed into his mind, and what he thought in his heart blurted out, exclaiming: "Is it true that all women in the world are the same?"

However, Han Xian should think that if Qin Murong was much better, he would at least offer to exchange and buy something, and the cold woman in front of him snatched it with Jingming.

This exclamation also successfully attracted Huo Xin's attention, and Ling'er beside her had already been unbearable for Han Xian's rudeness, and said in a low voice: "When the master speaks, it's better to interject less." ā€

Han Xian's mind was suddenly a little confused, the sentence 'main family' had successfully bypassed him, but then he reacted and said loudly: "This is my eldest brother!"

At this time, Guan Hanning took a step forward, and now Han Xian should know that he should shut up, Guan Hanning chuckled and said: "I don't know what the girl said, the contemptible person left in a hurry this time, and he didn't bring anything valuable?"

Huo Xin's smile flashed, and he said softly: "Who the general is, the little woman knows it clearly in her heart, and I also know the purpose of the general's trip, and I know better what the general is hiding in his arms." ā€

His eyes swept over Guan Hanning's face, how could that smiling face find what he wanted on Guan Hanning's smiling face, Huo Xin could only continue: "Each is his master, and I hope that the general will be fulfilled, I believe that the general is a smart person, you and your brother have become caged birds, cicadas on the Internet, I'm afraid I can't help the general." ā€

To Guan Hanning's ears, this is a big joke, they have already been defeated on the battlefield, and this deep field and dense forest can not succeed, and they chuckled.

And how could Han Xian still hold back, so as to take care of Han Ning, he poured out the words in his heart, and said coldly: "Hehe, if you have the ability to take it yourself, will you have some ghostly methods?"

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