Wait for me to come back.

If it's daytime, just stay in front of the window, and I'll be back.

Wait for me to come back.

If it's night, you can sleep well, and I'll keep watch in front of the window until dawn.

'Heh~!'

Wait, wait, wait for a hundred turns, when will it wait? Can you wait until that time? Don't you know, waiting is the most torturous.

So.

Million.

Please don't keep her waiting.

So now work hard to kill, break the current predicament, kill it, take Fuxionghua, and return to that place to continue to wait.

Han Xian whispered: "Wait for me to come back, and come back when I kill this bastard in front of me." ”

At the moment, he was still in the cage, and the bastard in front of him was still open-minded, he was looking at himself with a sneer, and he also smiled and said that the situation was no different from the beginning.

'Heh~, is that really the case?'

I'll tell you what's different.

"Whew~!"

The breath was heavy, Han Xian's face was full of coldness, his fist suddenly clenched, and suddenly the entire star map space shook slightly, and the echo seemed to be cheerful, as if they were cheering for the master's strong return.

"Heh~!"

For this, Xi Kaiming's face sneered still, his eyes picked on his body or indifferent contempt, of course he has this capital, he is Allah, the existence of that realm is even imagination will feel suffocated, this is the capital of his pride, but as Allah, he seems to have forgotten some essential things.

Very important.

Xi Kaiming sneered as if he was looking at a fool, and he couldn't help but mock and whispered: "Han Xian, you really make me love you too much, I love you too much for this gift." ”

Gift?

In Xi's enlightened eyes, he was a gift from Changtian.

Then you're ready to pick it up at the moment.

The fist has been prepared for a long time.

I've wanted to beat you for a long time, and he sneered like this, so it's just right, tell him what is called a slap in the face, slap your face.

"Whew~!"

The fist needs to be carried under the feet.

With a kick of footsteps, his fist and hatred are like sharp arrows, he grabs the light of the early sun, and peeks into the enlightened cheeks of Xi, that place is his goal.

"Heh~!"

He was still laughing, and his ugly face seemed to be addicted, as if he only had a sneering look, and he only had disdain for the whirring fist and did not pay attention to it.

Near.

Approach, dash away from everything closer.

"Hey~!"

Finally, Xi's enlightened sneer changed to a different style, a mocking sneer, and what was more terrible than his face was that his hand was raised so abruptly that he didn't move, but the fact was already in the way of punching his face.

"Heh~!"

Seeing this, a sneer floated on his face, and his body remained firm and unchanged, but his heart was indeed deeply mentioned, and he whispered: 'Success or failure is here, either you kill it alive, or you become its nutrients yourself.'" ’

The fist sinks.

And after facing the blocked road, the firm backbone is adding three points of strength, intending to blast away the stream's enlightened defenses to achieve his own hopes.

May I?

Everything is transparent, Xi Kaiming looked at all his movements, the corners of his mouth rose, and he couldn't help but mock in his mouth: "Fool." ”

Say it's too late, then it's too fast.

The aftermath of the fool was still swirling in his mouth, and at last it seemed to have been prepared for himself.

Whirring wind.

The wind blowing in your face.

His fist came, and Xi Kaiming raised his defensive palm to block it without accident, blocking it or not, making him so stunned, he couldn't even blink when he blocked it, he collapsed in an instant, and he didn't even have time to change his sneering expression when he collapsed in an instant.

Miracles are made vigorously.

Do you want to make a thousand pounds in four quantities?

Good idea, but you are wrong about my hatred of you, this punch combines everything, the unknown star, the hidden star, I poured everything.

You only give four quantities of strength, which is too little.

Four kilograms of kilograms can be measured, so what about ten thousand kilograms, it is not enough.

"Wow~!" shattered.

Xi Kaiming's raised palm cracked.

"Poof~!"

Followed by a sound, a crisp sound sounded, the fist at the moment of departure was to beat Xi Kaiming's face, and now the goal has been achieved, successfully pasted on it, successfully sealed Xi Kaiming's sneer on his face, and successfully pasted Xi Kaiming's fool intact in his own heart and lungs.

You say you're not stupid.

With the sight of Allah, you have long eyes.

Are you blind, are you unable to recognize yourself?

Allah, it is your stunned body outside at the moment, it is he who is omnipotent, it is he who kills Han Xian like a chicken, not the weakness you are now.

This body was stolen from Han Xian.

Han Xiancai has cultivated a little.

Ning Xian Jiujing, to put it nicely, it is called Wangjun, it is only one step away from the reborn monarch realm, it is ugly to say, it is still a mortal fetus, you steal it from him, and you can steal out a god, at best, it can only be comparable to him.

If you're a little bit of a heart, if you're not very stupid.

If you kill Han Xian, it will be as simple as killing chickens.

But if you choose to be stupid at this time and still live in the world of Allah, then it is only natural that you will be unlucky and beaten.

Don't be merciful.

Such an opportunity is once in a lifetime.

Remember, be ruthless.

Take advantage of his illness to kill him.

This punch smashed straight on Xi Kaiming's teeth, and suddenly the guy who ate was in a mess, and the white mixed with the red flowed endlessly.

It's just an expression of trauma.

The internal injuries are already full of meat and eight vegetables, and the pain is unspeakable.

The heart knows what the power is.

Xi Kaiming can't recognize himself, but I know very well, I know how much force I used, and I know even more that if this punch hits me in the face in such perfect conditions, it will definitely be enjoyable, and there will definitely be a concussion echo and tremor.

Not bad.

That's right.

At this moment, Xi's enlightened head is dizzy, so drowsy.

Although his consciousness of Allah is very clear, his consciousness does not represent the body, and his drowsy mind makes it difficult to coordinate his limbs, causing him to retreat quickly.

And as Allah, he instantly understood what kind of storm he would experience next.

I'm still dazed.

Stumbling under his feet and almost falling.

"Bang~!"

Another punch.

I was so anxious, I couldn't wait for the condensed Chuyang Dao power, and I maximized the strength of my muscles and bones, and smashed my fist on Xi's enlightened face like a cow.

Concussion.

The concussion buzzed in his head, as if he could hear it, and Xi Kaiming's staggering steps retreated as if he wanted to escape, as if he was about to fall.

Escape?

Can you escape?

Fall?

I'm giving you a ride.

It's just right, the early yang power has been completed, so naturally you're welcome, it's still that place, it's still that position, I'm going to chisel your head through.

"Bang~!"

The fist is as strong as a mountain.

Seeing the erosion of flesh and blood, I don't know whether to praise Han Xian, or whether to praise Xi for being enlightened, he is really rough and thick-skinned, Chu Yang has risen twice, but he still hasn't been pierced.

"Bang~!"

But because of the continuous heavy blows to the head, the limbs were no longer coordinated, and the stumbling under his feet was finally magnified and his body was unstable, not to mention that Han Xian had been pushing it, and his body was close to the ground with a loud bang.

Do you think that's going to stop there?

Impossible.

I hate this face very much, I hate it so much, I don't wear it, I dig it through, work so hard, come on, come on, if it's me Han Xian, if my head is chiseled through, I will definitely die, so kill it.

The fist fell like raindrops.

"Bang~!"

"Bang, bang~~!"

"Bang, bang, bang~~!"

The sound seems to be extraordinarily clear, and the sound is so creepy, I seem to be crazy, the face is gone, the erosive flesh and blood have become mud close to the ground, but it still hasn't stopped, it's still digging.

For what?

I don't know.

I only know that there is an inexplicable annoyance.

There seems to be a hint of inexplicability, as if there is a trace of elusive something dominating him, driving himself crazy, making himself crazy and digging.

Inexplicable?

Where does this come from?

Is it the hatred of the brook enlightened?

For it, it's enough to see its face smashed and pierced, and there's no need to be so frustrated, as if it was stunned, what is that for?

Scold?

The heart is not unaware.

Right in front of me, right in front of my own eyes, in the blur of flesh and blood, I seemed to see the person who was thinking about it for a long time.

She?

She can't appear here, how can she appear in the mixture of flesh and blood, but I looked at it, and saw that she was deeply immersed in it, a little deeper, and she seemed to be getting farther and farther away from herself.

Fist swing again and again.

It's as if I'm trying to grab it again and again.

But in the end, the fist was still waving, and I couldn't hold it.

"Hiss~~!"

The bite is hoarse.

People are crazy, Han Xian seems to have gone crazy, now he is not torturing Xi Kaiming's brain, because there is nothing left, and it is his own hands and his fists that are being tortured at this moment.

"Hey~!"

There are sighs, and those who are hidden in the masters are sighing.

He sighed because he knew something he seemed to have foreseen, but he didn't say it then, and he didn't want to say it now.

This is the low sigh of the demon knife.

It's like a drop of water.

Drop into the manic ocean, and the earth-shattering waves will calm down in an instant.

It was like a hand that grabbed itself as it fell into the abyss, saved itself, and pulled itself back from its loss.

"Whew~!"

Listen to the sigh and the head roars.

Suddenly, he collapsed on the ground as if he had been drained of all his strength, hissing and panting constantly, as if he was afraid, and as if he was even more afraid.

Pale and pale.

Blank eyes.

The fists are still clenched tightly, and the person seems to be still immersed in that inexplicable hallucination, everything about her is very important to her, and she wants to know, not to mention that she is still suffering, so she should be even more worried.

"Goo~!"

After a long time, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, stabilized his mind a little, and asked softly, as if he was afraid of trembling: "Demon.... Are those true?"

Are you sure?

In the distance, the whirring wind wants to tell you that Han Xian is real.

In the distance, those gloomy grievances want to tell you that Han Xian is true.

In the distance, the darkness that can't even be seen by the sun wants to tell you that it's true.

But?

The distant wind can't blow here, the distant resentment can't leave there, and the distant sun can't shine into the soul of the star chart.

I can only listen to the demon.

"Hehe~!"

It smiled, it smiled as if it was very cheerful, and it smiled and said, "Hurry up and go back with Fuxionghua, she is still waiting for you." ”

"Whew~!"

Long breath, so comfortable, listening to a lie is so satisfying.

In the distance is a cemetery, waiting for you Han Xian's arrival, you should have defended this place, but in your absence, it became a graveyard.