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The heavens are seeing.

The back vanished, and the men of heaven saw it.

"Whew~~~. ”

The gale wind blows the clouds, and in the whistling, people become sharp arrows that pierce the clouds, and the blood stains their faces red, which is impatience and how hot and dry they are, and people are incarnated into arrows, and when people are faster than arrows.

The body is an arrow, but the back disappears, and the arrow also loses its target.

Man can't catch it, and so can't he catch an arrow.

"Bang~~~. ”

The sky fell into the arrow, made a human form, straight into the ground, in the dust, it was a haggard face with a long stream of blood, and the strong wind tore the face, he was still too late.

People become backs in the eyes.

And still in the eyes, the back disappeared.

Where does disappearing go?

They, the two men, the ones who shouldn't have come, just disappeared into the dark jungle in front of them, their bloody faces blurred, but their eyes were indeed making them eternal.

Looking.

Sight.

Where is he and why can't he see it?

What is seen is swarthy, a swarthy that can swallow the gaze, in which the people disappear, and the people who enter disappear, as if they had never appeared there.

But they appeared,

It really appeared, these eyes, this man, these clear eyes made of blood and tears saw very clearly, the man, from here in, disappeared from his eyes.

He went into the jungle.

He entered Qishui.

The people of the Fish Clan went into the jungle, and the people of the Fish Clan entered the Qishui.

The man kneeling on the ground, his eyes were watching, his blood and tears must be in his thoughts, hoping that all this could be reversed, but everything that could not be reversed was happening in front of his eyes.

All this, I can only be cold in it, and I can't go back.

The shadows in front of me were all dark.

The man on his knees, his gaze swallowed by the jungle, was completely dim, he could not see, he could not see the person who was disappearing from the forest.

But those blind eyes are still looking.

This is a kind of prayer, a kind of begging for Qishui's forgiveness, this kneeling can't afford it, the sky is seeing, and the Qifeng who is lying quietly must also be seeing.

Bright color.

The east is bright, the bright color is white, and a ray of dawn breaks through the sky and falls on the body of this kneeling man, can there be warmth in it, does this seem to be a kind of forgiveness?

In the heaven of sight, is it the same as this man is praying for Qishui to spare the paranoid young ignorance?

"Giggle~~~. ”

It is the sound of teeth cutting in the mouth, the sound of bones trembling, the tears of blood have turned white, and the man who is crying is aging.

It's not a minute of slowness, it's a rush.

After the wind was leisurely, there was a frenzy of frenzied hair curling up, and this frenzy turned into a white scream, and the man's blood splashed his face, and his head turned white in an instant.

The heavens are seeing.

The sky shining on the body under the mercy of the dawn is seeing, but the 'Qi' in front of the knee is still a cold and merciless Qi, and its silence is still a cold and merciless silence.

The silence turned into a cry of indifference.

As if it were angry indifference.

"Thorn~~~. ”

Is it the sky, or is it the 'enlightenment' in front of the knee that is angry, complaining and singing?

No one knows.

What can be known is that the eastern white of the sky has been completely lost, the dark clouds cover the top in an instant, and the sky instantly thunders and lightning, which can be understood as even the sky, in the face of the anger of 'Qi', can only helplessly choose to shrink?

"Hey~~. ”

Sigh.

Sorrow and hatred, the sigh of the colon, the white-haired old man kneeling on the ground, and an even older old man appeared behind him, all of them were completely gray in an instant, and their skin was completely loose in an instant.

The wind howled.

In the howl of the wind, the old man who was standing, his eyes falling on the jungle, his godlessness was regretting, regretting the decision he had made.

If so, the sunset is drifting outside, then let it drift outside.

If so, I should have died early, and I don't want to see these eyes that can still see, but now I am still seeing.

"Heh~~. ”

A sad smile flashed on the old face, his silver hair danced in the wind, his head was raised, and he was facing the heavy dark clouds on his back, and he was angry at the sight of 'enlightenment'.

"Sting. ”

Thunder and lightning do a very eerie long-lasting brightness.

The pale face is more pale, and the gray hair is even more gray.

In the roar of the wind, the lightning and thunder, and the thick dark clouds, I saw the slightest snow drifting, among which was the flying and bleak white, which was frozen to the bone.

Thunder makes dazzling, snow makes knives.

God whistled with electricity and tasted pain.

Suffering from snow and cold.

Flying was a messy and endless pain, mercilessly falling on the gray-haired old man, who tasted every bit of it with their gods.

"Let's go, kid, it's time for us to go. ”

The old man who was standing was calling the old man who was kneeling to go home, but the gray hair was already old, and he didn't seem to be able to hear it.

The man did not stand up, not even the slightest movement.

He really can't hear it, he really can't hear it, the old man sends the old man, the blood flows out in the snow, the tears are cold in the snow, the kneeling body is cold in the wind roaring, the thunder is scattered, and the snow is flying into ashes.

"Huh. ”

"Haha. ”

Laughter is a person's laughter, the old man with a pale face weeps in laughter, he is in the ashes, in the snow, and he leaves step by step.

I want to stop.

I want to turn into ashes, I want to turn into snow, but no matter what the old man thinks, he can't stop.

He should go.

It is time for him and the people behind him to go, and to be angry.

The wind and snow, the thunder and roaring, these are doing the ultimate urging, the ultimate mourning, the crimson flame is slowly turning to white, and this white is slowly turning into black in the endless magnification of paleness.

What is black?

Black is dust, the ashes of the fire.

All the good things are in ashes, the wind blows black ashes, and in the white of the snow, he is gone, they are gone, they are not coming back, they are saying with their backs, 'We will not come back.'" ’

Everything here once belonged to you.

But everything here has been taken back by 'revelation', and this beauty no longer belongs to me.

"Whew~~. ”

The man who walks in the snow is a trembling roar and makes cold breaths.

"Whew~~. ”

People walking in the jungle breathe cold.

Han Xian's gaze was always vigilant around him, sweeping over every inch of trees, imagining the danger in every inch and eliminating the danger in every inch of place.

Since entering this room, nothing strange has happened, but Han Xian still doesn't dare to relax his vigilance, this is the source of Qishui that no one has ever set foot in.

Who knows, what dangers will be in this jungle?

God knows, could there be some monsters hiding in those jungles?

God knows, will he fall in this place closest to the goal?

Han Xian didn't know too much, so he was careful step by step, step by step, but the search for the person who was walking in front of him really didn't know anything.

I don't know if this is 'Qidi. ’

I didn't know there would be danger here.

His footsteps went from lifting to falling without a trace of hesitation, not even a trace of consideration, this 'Qidi' was like a clan backyard to him, just like an ordinary hunting ground.

Yes, never carelessly.

Yes, never cautiously.

And Han Xian's gaze fell on his back, and he really felt very strange in his heart, far away, he was already far away from him.

But I could still hear him breathing.

The breath was scorching and frenzied for a while, and then it was too cool.

The heart is in turmoil, it is the heart that is disturbed, Han Xian's eyes swept the shadows around him sharply, and he roared in his heart: "No matter, if you come here, you will be safe, and you can't lose it if you find it." ’

He yelled, "Wait for me." ”

When the voice came out, it was Han Xian's feet that moved, this was a rush to chase after any danger that could happen.

But the search was as if it had not been heard, and it did not stop waiting.

"Woo~~. ”

It was so sudden that it was weird, and there was a sincere cry and sorrow in this forest, and Han Xian's face suddenly became deeper and colder, and this sorrow came from the sound of scorching and calm breathing.

He cried.

Han Xian was extremely sure, and he cried the moment he rushed into Qidi, and the calmness of his breathing was the inexplicable pain in his heart that he tried his best to suppress, and this pain was like the most precious thing disappeared.

He can't come back.

"Ah~~. ”

The abrupt search for the return roared and made a mournful scream.

People are finally collapsing.

Han Xian's heart was pounding, and he was chasing after him fiercely, but at this moment, the search for him seemed to be crazy, running wildly into arrows and flying shadows, and for a while, Han Xian was just hanging behind him and couldn't pull the distance.

"Whew. ”

A trace of wind blew through Han Xian's hairless head, and his eyes were raised to see, there was a light there, and before this light returned to his back, Han Xian saw a white and vast void in this light.

"There?"

This is the heart's roaring question, and the heart is roaring at the same time to answer: "That's the cliff." ”

"Stop!"

Han Xian's mouth was already roaring, but the back was still the back of the advancing endlessly, and the light he saw should have seen the emptiness of the cliff, but he just didn't stop.

"Damn. ”

Han first gritted his teeth, and the Dao power in the star map suddenly brightened, and he shouted, "Stop me." ”

The sound is the sun front singing, the layers of waves do ripples surging rapidly, but the return is already incarnated as a sharp arrow, the sun front is late, and it is actually brushing his back to do powerlessness.

And he completely fell into the hollow of white light in an instant.

"Damn. ”

Han Xian said in his mouth, Rifeng could only dimly retract, and his feet did not stop, he was still making a full breakthrough, he had a way in his heart, and he was afraid of the cliff.

"Whew~~. ”

People rushed out of the black and crashed into the white, and sure enough, it was empty as expected, and it was a real cliff into the void.

Glance at the trail of return.

"Huh. ”

Smiling, a figure appeared clearly in the corner of his eyes, and he was immediately relieved, and his feet quickly stopped, and the madness he was looking for was not really crazy, he knew that it was a cliff, and he also knew it.

But?

And at this moment, he did knock on his knees and knelt down, his face was full of tears, and his eyes were looking at the sky stupidly.

What is he looking at?

Han Xian's gaze also turned over, and what he saw was that his eyes were burning red, and his face was full of crimson with afterglow, what was that?

It was a burning cloud in the sunset.

Not only the clouds, but also the tricky wind, he roared to promote the change of the clouds, and then, to be a person and laugh and talk, and to be a village pavilion, and to be a field man to laugh, and to do the wind and the beautiful mountains.

Among them, it is so peaceful, Han Xian is stupid.

"Whew. ”

It's still the tricky roar of the wind, the burning clouds to make the demon color, the mist is shrouded in red light, it's like a fire, it's like a real fire.

Burn, any laughing kind words.

Burn, any village pavilion.

Burn, any field man laughs.

Burn, any wind and sun beautiful mountains.

The demon color was making the ultimate fire color, and when the wind was roaring, the clouds burned into a ball, and everything was gone, and although the sky was still bright, the clouds that had once been burned red were all black.

Ashes.

It was black ashes.

"Ah~~~. ”

The person who was already kneeling, in Han Xian's confusion, suddenly jumped up with both knees, it was a cliff, and there was a cliff in front of him.

"Return. ”

The godless was shocked by this abruptness, Han Xian jumped under his feet, did not hesitate, his hand reached out early, and grabbed the body that was recovered.

"Uh~. ”

It's actually another useless effort.

The eyes twitched to the flesh, this must be a teasing, once Rifeng didn't catch it and thought it was strange, and now his hand is just wiping the sleeve of the return.

"Whew~~. ”

Of course, this is teasing, and the teasing has only just begun.