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Those who cry cry, and those who laugh laugh.

No one knows who cries, and the one who laughs laughs so innocently, his laughter is seen by others, and his laughter is for people to see.

"Hehe~~~. ”

Another laugh, another unknown reason for seeing.

He spoke.

"You must be surprised, right?"

Although he had no head, every inch of the pores on the huge body he saw was written in his confusion, but one thing was certain.

All these doubts are based on a sense of relief.

"Whew~~. ”

"Whew~~~. ”

The atmosphere in his mouth was sneering and snorting, and at this moment, Xingtianbu Wushuang was relieved of a bad breath, and he had already gasped several times in the panic.

Death just let himself go?

I can't imagine that death is so merciful.

Such a great opportunity was actually given up like this?

He was so merciful.

If you can still stand and think, then it means that death has passed by you, which means that you still have room to fight.

I'm alive.

It's good to be alive, but what you don't understand is still something you understand.

A pair of open eyes stared at Han Liexiao's soft face with suspicion.

Laugh, laughter is his color.

That face is like a blooming flower.

He's pretty, he's beautiful.

Like flowers.

So he showed his beauty in front of everyone's eyes, and it is undeniable that Bu Wushuang is not blind, this is only on the surface.

Under a smile.

in the fundus of the eyes.

Bu Wushuang has already got the answer.

At this moment, what bloomed on Han Lie's face was not only as simple as a smile, but also madness, arrogance, and rampantness.

Not an exaggeration.

It is not an exaggeration to have such a look on such a face.

"Hehe~~. ”

Bu Wushuang chuckled lightly and said, "I'm going to ask Brother Xie Han to show mercy." ”

"Heh~~. ”

In the sneer, the corners of his mouth were cold, and his eyebrows were cold.

A soft smile disappeared little by little on Han Lie's face, and his eyes swept Bu Wushuang with rampant and disdain, and said coldly, "I won't let an order kill you." ”

It's as simple as that.

That's all.

The eldest husband has to rely on his real strength, and there is no doubt that the arrogant Han Lie wants to be a true gentleman at this moment.

So what if it is replaced by Han Xian?

Villain.

It's a good opportunity, it's a good opportunity, the road is your own choice, you find death, I'll give you a ride, it makes sense, God will only praise and not be jealous.

That's what a lot of people think.

That's what a lot of people in the world do.

"Heh~~. ”

Hearing this, the smile in Bu Wushuang's eyes did not change, his gaze had already fallen on Han Xian, who had become the protagonist, and he whispered: "You are not afraid of your master's suffering." ”

"Haha~~. ”

Listening.

Han Lie actually laughed out loud, the arrogance on his face was like that of an arrogant overlord, and said, "He is my master." ”

What words?

Undoubtedly, Han Lie's words fell on the ears of too many people, and they were a little jerky and incomprehensible, could it be that the master should be cheated by the apprentice?

Is the heart of heaven cold?

Is the young man's heart so cold?

Many people who heard this thought so, so in the mouths of many people, this cold word was spread, and the rumors began to be known to the whole world.

Han Lietian's heart is cold, it's not a thing.

The language of the villain.

The proud man does not care, and his words are always spoken to those who understand.

There was no doubt that Bu Wushuang in front of him had already understood what Han Lie meant at this moment.

He is the Lord of the Heavenly Heart Sheng Sushuang, he is the first in the world, you can't kill him, and the person who can kill my master has not yet been born.

I hope it is really as Han Lie thinks so, and it is really as good as Bu Wushuang understands.

One person and one word here.

One person thinks about it here.

But now the protagonist who has been released is not so easy to say casually, think about it casually, the moment his face turns around, his expression is full of bitterness and anxiety.

My heart is in turmoil.

I sighed in my heart.

'Brother, I'm already going to let him go, do you know?'

'Brother, I don't want to go, do you know?'

'Brother, do you know that you will kill me like this?'

Just on Han Xian's body, in the confusion of his mind, he was wrapped in a scorching light and followed closely behind Yagongzi, flying into the eight formations.

Why is all this?

Why didn't Bu Wushuang die?

Why was Han Xian released and swept towards the Eight Formations?

All of this is, of course, Han Lie's great achievements.

He did the same thing as Synchronized Mushou.

Bu Wushuang used the big axe to kick Ya Gongzi into the Eight Formation Diagram, compared to Ya Gongzi, Han Xian was much happier, at least the road was flat, so comfortable that before he could react, he had already been released by his own brother's gentle starlight.

It's getting closer.

It's right in front of you.

Yagongi's back is a bit of a change that he can see thoroughly, but at this moment, he doesn't seem to dare to beat him.

Too many people are seeing it.

In the Eight Formations.

Every pair of eyes is on themselves.

Ferocious.

Gnash one's teeth.

The nine demon gods were like the parents of Yakoi, and he had educated their children fiercely in front of them.

Then they hate themselves and must.

Then they want to beat themselves, for sure.

"Hey~~. ”

His brows were tightly knit and his face was cold.

Although his heart was already full of sighs and timidity, Han Xian still cared about the man's face, trying not to let a trace of panic rush into his cheeks.

Is it possible?

In the eight formations, each of them is a typical example of old treacherous and cunning.

Han Xian was a child in their eyes.

How can this strength be hidden from their eyes?

One look is enough, and one look can almost see through Han Xian's heart.

'Oh, redundant. ’

A single glance is superfluous.

A chess piece.

In their hearts, Han Xian is just a chess piece, and this is just a representative of the past, but now, is it an outcast?

'Heh~~. ’

It's been a long time since it was abandoned.

The current Han Xian, in the eyes of this tall demon god, is nothing more than a dead man.

When he comes into battle, he must die.

The moment he entered the battle, he had to be crushed to death like a bedbug.

"Hiss~~. ”

Right in front of me, the flowers are confused.

Ya Gongzi successfully stuck to the eight formations, and in the next moment, the huge eight formations successfully opened a small hole door for him, the very small kind, no different from the dog hole, but he still managed to squeeze and climb in, he entered, did the following show himself?

Don't want to.

Don't want to.

Close the big array, I don't want to get into the dog hole.

It's the brain's thoughts.

"Whew~~. ”

It seems that his wish has come true, Han Xian doesn't want to drill the dog hole, and the demon god inside really takes care of him, and actually opens a low door for him.

That's it.

It's all taken care of, so what else is there to choose.

is saying that under the efforts of his own brother to turn the tide, in the guidance of Yagongzi, and in the hospitality of the eight demon gods.

Upper, middle and lower.

Three in one.

It's hard to escape.

"Whew~~. ”

Listening to the sound of the wind and smelling the movement, this time the big array is really closed, but this closure is behind him.

As soon as he appeared in the array, before he had time to think about how to squeeze into the light range of the Tiance Monument and hide beside the heart master Sheng Sushuang, he sadly found that he seemed to be unable to move.

Because this is the only hope for survival.

But hope was dashed.

The only one who became sure must die.

"Hehe~~. ”

They laughed.

They sneered.

His face trembled, his lips were cold, everything he saw in his eyes was so tall, this demon god was tall and straight, and his own blood cover outside the formation seemed to be even more hideous than theirs.

But now it seems.

Infinitesimal.

Under Gu Jun's eyes, he was small, and the more he looked at it, the more insignificant he became.

"Ah~~. ”

Who said it was small.

False insignificance.

How can a person with a backbone be small, and why is his body small, it is all because of the intentional torture of the demon gods.

Outside the formation.

They can't reach themselves, they don't give a damn about it.

But what about when you appear in the formation?

It seems to be very important.

Every pair of eyes, too many pairs of eyes are staring at their bodies, this is suppression, this is undoubtedly mental suppression and torture, at this moment I am like carrying this venerable mountain.

Get down.

Get down.

Their eyes were on their stomachs.

A pair of eyes want to let yourself lie down?

Delusion.

"Giggle~~. ”

The teeth in their mouths are shaking blood, the bones and flesh are smashing and screaming, they are roaring, they are in the howl of their throats, unyielding and long.

Standing.

Standing.

I'm still standing, keep watching.

"Hey~~. ”

Sneered.

There seemed to be a hint of praise hidden in the sneer.

The sound of the lunar calendar, the words of a woman, the sneering words from the mouth of the goddess of drought.

"Smack~~. ”

"Smack~~. ”

The sound of the palm, this is like the sound of a slap on the face, the drought goddess has praise on her face, her hand clapping applause and approval, looking at Han Xian's stubbornness, her face is full of approval, and her mouth is also praising it, and said: "Good boy, good boy, I feel sorry for such a boy~~." ”

Hypocritical.

Not a good person in the first place.

It's a bad guy like a zombie ancestor.

So how can you expect her to say anything good?

Do I feel pity?

It was this vicious zombie ancestor who didn't know Ke Ling at all, and when her palm flapped, a huge black palm appeared on each of the two sides around her body.

on it.

The black is so deep.

Thereinto.

A good lunar calendar for black.

They're closing, they're crushing.

Their closure is like slapping a bed bug to death, their crushing is like stepping on a bed bug, and this is like a bed bug, which is my Han Xian himself.

"Ah~~. ”

Roar for a body of bones.

"Ah~~. ”

Roar for a body of blood.

I'm strong.

I'm being strong.

But bones can't save themselves, blood can't save themselves, and the same strength and unyielding can't save themselves.

'Brother, I'm really going to be killed by you this time. ’

Han Xian's body had already worked hard to become a ball of blood, but this effort really didn't change anything, and under the sneer of his eyes, he still couldn't move a minute.

I can't move on my own.

It's someone else who keeps moving.

Closed smash.

Crushed and trampled to death.

He will die, as if he were doomed.

"Hehe~~. ”

Laughed.

Someone laughed, and the laughing man said silently: 'When has this become a battlefield for bullying teenagers,' Sheng Su smiled coldly on both faces, and whispered in his mouth, "Your opponent is me." ”

'Savior. ’

If this is the word of the savior, then the person who says it is the absolute savior.

It's a savior, so come on.