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Whether it is a good person or a bad person, as long as he sees something good, he almost wants to stick his eyes to it, and he can't pull it out, Han Xian's feet are like taking root, and he doesn't move.

Good stuff.

Lingdao Tianhua, of course, is a good thing.

All good things indulge greed.

Now, Han Xian's eyes are written with greed, and Han Xian's face is also written with greed, and even his trembling body is written with the word greed.

It's an overlay of the same root.

It was this superposition that made Han Xian, who was stuffed with greed, almost forget his name.

"Good stuff. ”

Spoken.

Han Xian's throat was choked by greed, and he was able to speak, which was nothing to be thankful about, because it was just greed that was integrated into this body.

Good things are urging people.

In this urging, Han Xian finally remembered that the good thing was not taken into his arms.

Move under your feet.

With panic.

Move under your feet.

With eagerness.

This panic and eagerness fell on Han Xian's body like a burden, a burden that dragged his body to prevent Han Xian from getting close to good things.

Han Xian was only ten steps away from the tree where the Spirit Dao Tianhua grew.

But ten steps away, to Han Xian, it was like the distance of the sky.

Scratching your ears and cheeks is so irritable.

This is the result of the amplification of greed, and the result is that Han Xian, who is immersed in greed, feels that every step is like a long exchange between spring and autumn.

In the midst of this long time, the eyes are in a hurry.

In the exchange of spring and autumn, it is the face that shows panic.

Ten steps away, under the shackles of urgency and panic, it was a long distance, and Han Xian was sweating profusely, as if he had walked for centuries.

This is a dusty visitor.

Standing under the tree, sweating.

It's here, it's here.

After centuries of traveling, Han Xian finally came to the place he was looking forward to, and these anxious and panicked eyes could be said to be looking through the autumn water.

Fortunately.

In Han Xian's panic, the Tianhua Spirit Fruit standing on the branch did not change at all, it was quiet without a trace of panic, it was a pretty woman.

It was waiting for Han to pick it up first.

But what about Han Xian?

This is like an extremely stingy rich man, who stretched out his hand into a giraffe from afar, and wanted to catch it, but he wanted to catch it too much, but there were ten steps away, and Han Xian's hand was in vain even if it was straight.

I can't reach it.

And now.

"Hehe~~. ”

Seeing a smile in a panic, Tianhua didn't run away, this was not a moment of hesitation, and Han Xian couldn't hesitate, holding up the giraffe's hand, and probing towards Heihua in a panic.

Touched.

"Huh~~. ”

It was a trembling body, Han Xian actually trembled slightly because his fingers touched the temperature of Heihua, is that a snake and scorpion, in this trembling, Han Xian is not awake yet?

Sink deeper.

It is to enter the swamp and get out of it like climbing to the sky.

Hold on.

Touching and grabbing it was done without half a minute of hesitation, but Han Xian's hand that grabbed Hei Hua was indeed trembling in panic.

But this tremor is not the slightest influence on the result.

"Poof~~. ”

The branches tremble, and the fruit leaves the branches.

Grabbed in his hand, it was not the rich man's arms, and even Han Xian's own eyes had not fully seen Heihua's shape, so he was hurriedly sent into his mouth by Han Xian.

"Squeak~~. ”

Teeth, teeth that have been waiting for a long time, finally succeeded in waiting for the satisfaction of expectation.

The two rows of teeth in Han Xian's mouth were like sharp razors, gnawing on this black flower, it was a seeping creaking and trembling, gobbling up, this was biting this anxious, swallowing in a panic.

"Goo~~. ”

Throat squirming.

In the midst of the squirming, it was the eyes of the entire Heihua Han Xian who had not yet come to appreciate its warmth as jade, and his tongue was hurriedly stuffed into his stomach before he could taste its delicacy.

What does it taste like?

"Hehe~~. ”

At this moment, Han Xian's face only had the taste of laughter, and in his smile, Han Xian was deeply contemplating the black taste, but it was as if he hadn't done anything, and nothing had rolled through his throat.

It's not that there isn't.

It's rolling too fast.

This was too fast, and before Han Xian's sense of taste could react, Hei Hua went straight to his stomach, and the essence was scattered.

"Hum~~. ”

Just when Han Xian was still immersed in too fast red and didn't react, a black light suddenly burst out of his body, and a chilling breath swept around.

Chill is slaughter.

When this slaughter bloomed, the green grass on the ground was dyed with a trace of withered yellow, but fortunately, it was only a trace of withered yellow.

In an instant, this withered yellow was submerged in absolute greenery.

Xiao Suoqi, who was a slaughter, exploded, and Han Xian's star map was almost ignited, and the blood ocean at this moment was no longer the demon red of blood, this red was mixed with black.

This black is like the color of death.

And the aura that lingered from it was mixed with the coldness unique to this god of death.

"Whew~~. ”

Happiness is shared, and it is difficult to share it.

Just when Han Xian was intoxicated and enjoying the extreme power brought by Heihua, the breath of slaughter in the star map did suddenly stop, and the demon knife in his hand was indeed Heihua flickering again and again.

It is Han Xian's brother.

can be described as a brother in life and death who will never give up.

For the sake of the difficulties in the future, it is absolutely necessary to share the blessings at this moment, Heihua's flickering is the demon knife ingesting, and Han Xian is the greed of the rich man.

And the demon knife at this moment is a parasite sleeping in the rich man's rice barn.

It's a greedy mouth that can't stop.

Stealing Han Xian's point is stealing Han Xian's penny, and the superposition of each cent is like an endless effort, Han Xian is a stingy rich man.

A few treasures.

It was discovered in an instant.

Anger swelled up, but when a point was stolen, he couldn't hold back, and when he was stolen a penny, he couldn't help but curse secretly: 'Bastard. ’

"Come on. ”

When superimposed, Han Xianzai couldn't help it, and roared directly.

Can?

Greedy rich people will naturally give birth to greedy parasites, Han first roared, but this sound fell on the ingestion of the demon knife did not change at all.

Can't change it?

It's simple.

As long as Han Xian discarded the demon knife in his hand, then all problems would be solved.

But is it done?

Han Xian is not a rich man, but he is stingy, Heihua is his own thing, and the demon knife is his own thing, and he is absolutely reluctant to them.

In the dilemma, it was Heihua who was most ingested by the demon knife.

The elixir of the Great Supplement was stolen by the Demon Knife for half a can.

In the non-stop of the demon sword, the black Huasu on Han Xian's body had completely dimmed and disappeared, and the ocean of the star map had reverted to demon red.

Heihua's slaughter was in the blood surge, and only a very shallow layer remained.

"Well, isn't that enough?"

Han Xian gritted his teeth and roared, but in the Jiao Roar, the ingestion of the demon knife did not stop there, but instead took a big suck of his life.

Sucked Han Xian's flesh hurt.

"Huh~~. ”

The bones of the hand holding the knife were trembling, and Han Xianyi was choosing, whether he needed to leave such an insatiable guy, after all, he used to fight the world with this fist.

"Han Xian, I also need to grow, I will grow with you, you go further, I will follow further. ”

The hidden demon knife actually sounded, maybe it felt that it should be explained, otherwise Han Xian's small belly chicken intestines would probably really throw itself.

"Hmph~~. ”

Hearing this, Han Xian snorted coldly in his mouth.

This is not for the explanation of the demon knife at all, but for the greed it ingests to stop, but it has taken a big step forward, and it has moved a little bit of itself.

It's a happy time.

"Hehe~~. ”

Laughter is a smile on the face.

"Hey~~. ”

deepened and intensified, and the cold light of the teeth was actually seen in the smile.

"Haha~~. ”

This is the pole, this pole is rampant squeezed out of every inch of Han Xian's pores, the shape is rampant is indulgent rampant, and Han Xian's rampant is to set his eyes on the demon knife.

"Good stuff. ”

What to boast about?

It's all about it, this 'good thing' compliment, the demon knife is an absolute good thing, can it fight with itself for a future?

What's more, now it's stealing its own black bloom in the open.

In the rampant laughter, Han Xian's eyes that fell on the demon knife had another meaning, which was a cryptic statement: "If you steal me, you will serve me for the rest of your life." ”

Hehe~~.

The second half of your life?

The demon knife is happy to release the rest of his life with Han Xian, and this only depends on whether Han Xian has this heart, and whether he has this life?

"Haha~~. ”

Thinking wildly, it is rampant laughter.

And when he thought of the future peak, Han Xian was even more overjoyed, and he could conquer everything in this world almost now.

Do you have the ability?

"Haha~~. ”

Now Han Xian is still smiling.

Han was laughing at first, but the rampant smile was declining, I don't know if the person has calmed down, or the laughter has reached the peak and is beginning to weaken, and one point is slipping one point.

"Hehe~~. ”

The expression is pleasant again, and this will definitely stop to become the color that lasts forever on the face, because in this Qishui land, Han Xian can be said to have returned with a full load.

"Woo. ”

Sound.

What was that?

Cry.

In such a place, such a good thing, there was a cry, it was really a bad scenery.

Whose cry, who is so short-sighted?

Where is this, this is Qi, only Han Xian's body stands next to this water, and his shadow is naturally reflected in the water.

Crying.

Spoiling the scenery.

It's all the man in the water.

It was he who cried.

Why are his eyes shining with sparkles, and why is he making a sad sound?

"Who are you?"

"I'm Han Xian. ”

"Your way?"

"Perfect. ”

"Your heart?"

"Unwavering. ”

"Your people?"

"Unshakable. ”

I have become an unshakable person with an unwavering heart and a perfect path, and this name is Han Xian, and my name is Han Xian.

"You're lying!"

Han Xian's gaze was firmly fixed on the water, and he said through gritted teeth.

The man in the water was also looking at Han Xian with a gritted sneer, which was like a kind of contempt, he mocked Han Xian with tears from the corners of his eyes: "Aren't you afraid?"

Fear?

It's still this word, or all the troubles derived from this word.

"Hmph. ”

Han Xian snorted coldly in his mouth and said, "I'm not afraid." ”

Firmness is very firm, but this firmness, the person who is reflected in the water is like unbelief, and the face of unbelief is making ripples.

Make flowers in the ripples.

Among them, the brilliance is good, and the world under the brilliance is so dazzling.