The soul knows what, it is not Han Xian's own who controls this body now, the trembling steps raised, and the exhaustion that falls, are all a kind of struggle, a kind of struggle between Han Xian himself and Na Abi and Ling'er for control of this body. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

There is no doubt that Han Xian's efforts are a kind of unsuccessful persistence, although his body moves very slowly, it is an indisputable fact that he is approaching Na Abi and Ling'er.

Now that Han Xian's soul has calmed down, for the demon, at this time, his heart has already understood, he can help himself is really too little, too little, although he is not ashamed to save himself in his heart, but when it comes to life, every time he shouts enthusiastically, invisibly, this has become a kind of dependence.

In the past, it was to Wu Jitang and Guan Hanning, but now that he has left them, they have also left themselves, so they can't rely on it, but fortunately, the inadvertently sojourning star map is indeed a greater existence, and the empty self once again uses him as a guiding light.

Han Xian understood what this was, it was a kind of cowardice, a kind of timidity, if he left them, it seemed that his world would completely collapse.

And today's guiding light 'demon' is indeed much cold-blooded than Guan Hanning and Wu Jitang.

In danger of life, even if Guan Hanning and Wu Jitang risk death, they will do it for Han Xianbo again.

Now it is the danger of life, and the demon also understands it, but he would rather pretend to be dead or asleep than save Han Xian's habit of relying on others in the midst of fire and water.

And a long time ago, the demon asked Han Xian: "Can you keep yourself?" ”

If you can't resist even a little demagoguery, then you are destined to be lost in the endless river of blood in the future, it is better to be free as soon as possible, and you can also save one less scourge for this world.

The soul of the present should remember this sentence, and in his heart, he remembers the promise to Yunshan: "I am excellent", and excellent people will not be confused by the glow.

"Toot ~. ”

The footsteps fell lightly again, pulling Han Xian one step further, Ah Bi and Ling'er's laughter was even more debauched and soft, there was indeed a bit of coldness hidden under that happy face, and there was even a bit of eagerness to hide, and his eyes unintentionally swept away the fragment of the 'Emperor Seal' in Han Xian's hand, and sighed faintly in his heart: "I hope it can free us." ”

And smiles are not destined to last long, even if they are debauched.

Han Xian's footsteps fell, and he didn't see it raised, his originally curved spine was straight, and his eyes were resolutely closed, and his red face and dry bones were not the best, but they did burn the bottom of their hearts.

Ah Bi and Ling'er glanced at each other, and a smile appeared on their faces again, although there were some small episodes, but they still thought that these would only increase the excitement of the ending.

The "giggles" laughter rubbed the heart, and the soft cry like a nightingale sounded: "Childe, why haven't you come yet." The arm lifted his long hair slightly, and now the slight flowing wind was helping to abuse, and the pink smoke and dust were sent by the wind, quietly swirling around Han Xian.

Maybe Han Xian knows about this, but there are too few choices.

It is not easy to stop the footsteps, and if you want to dodge, I am afraid that the spiritual defense line that has been built up with great difficulty will collapse and become invisible in an instant.

At that time, the gentle knife will be heartbreaking, and it will definitely be very miserable.

The pink smoke and dust that swirled around his body didn't need to make a move on his own, and he was absorbed by Han Xian's thick breath in his heart.

"Whew~"

The pink is in the heart, and the eyelids can't isolate the heat in the eyes, the blood red is like a frenzied fire boiling and burning, and there is a trace of blood breaking through the eye sockets and gushing out.

The restless blood qi suddenly had a gap, the blood in the eye sockets surged, the cheeks were flushed, and the madness roared in his heart, and he had to break through several times, but he was still forcibly restrained by Han Xian.

And a point of joy was indeed born in his heart, although the hot and dazzling blood made him more like a soul who died in vain, but he undoubtedly took away a bit of turbidity, so that the lost heart has a stable foundation.

Stability is just standing for Han Xian, as long as the two female souls are willing to let go of nobility and let their hands be stained with blood, Han Xian will still be a dead end.

I can't move my body, and I only need a knife to end my life.

"Poof~"

The color of pain spread out in his eyes, and the corners of Han Xian's mouth were also hung with strings of blood, and Han Xian, who was obviously thought to be sitting still, thought that he had struggled with his life.

The tip of his tongue has been bitten, and this pain has indeed brought Han Xian a very precious sobriety, and having this sobriety at such a moment is undoubtedly not adding chips to his life.

Ah Bi and Ling'er's faces gradually became lonely, because the small episode that happened seemed to have changed the ending of the story, and the people in front of them were breaking free from the shackles they had set up a minute.

There is murderous intent, and these hands don't want to be clean.

Abi nodded to Ling'er, undoubtedly determined to push them to no other choice.

A short black knife flashed in each person's hand.

With the cold and deadly light, he must be able to break through those blood-soaked eyes, and try his best to resist the movement of his body, and a little anxiety slowly grew in Han Xian's heart, knowing that he couldn't drag it out.

The foot trembled again.

Ah Bi and Ling'er, who were already preparing to approach Han Xian with short knives in their hands, stood in a daze, because in their eyes, Han Xian moved again, indicating that his charm Gu poison had the upper hand, as long as he approached him step by step, then the surging Dao power in his body would complete the killing for himself.

In the end, he is still naïve, he wants human life, but he is afraid of blood, which is really what the wedding girl said. ’

The thick breath echoed in his heart and ears, and the closer he got to the surging blood qi all over his body, the more fanatical the Dao power became, and at this moment, Han Xian was already bleeding from his seven orifices, and his entire face was completely painted red.

If it weren't for the scorching breath as a distinction, Han Xian at this moment would be more like a ghost than a ghost.

A pair of eyes blurred several times, and the tip of the tongue was tortured again and again, even if the brain could remain clear, but Han Xian didn't dare to speed up his pace, and still walked forward trembling as before, this tired heart was really afraid that Ah Bi and Ling'er would notice something wrong.

Close, close, close.

This kind of torture is undoubtedly long, this is true for Han Xian, but it is not the same for Ah Bi and Ling'er.

In their opinion, Han Xian's Dao power should have broken out of his body a long time ago, and he should have been relieved to hold that thing a long time ago, but that person was still approaching with a bleeding and trembling face, and he was even more smiling and seducing.

And now Han Xian's body is three steps away.

All beautiful illusions should be shattered, a hint of danger flashed in the eyes of Ah Bi and Ling'er, although they had struggled in the burial forest for countless years, their brains were not stupid, and they were slightly aware of Han Xian's strangeness.

The cold pupils froze, and the color of resentment had condensed on that pretty face, and the short knife in his hand was held to stab.

But this awakening seemed to be too late, Han Xian, who was tormented in pain, had waited for this moment for too long, his own blood had already flowed enough, and his own Dao power was also manic.

Faster than Ah Bi and Ling'er, so he was the first to attack.

The 'first sun' in his hand is pinched, this blow must be full force, if you don't solve one person by thunderous means, I'm afraid that the one who will be miserable will be yourself, who can say that the person who is so charming and poisonous, where will the kung fu in his hands be worse?

Like a knife like electricity, the two short knives attacked Han Xian on the left and right.

sighed faintly in his heart, it seems that his blood still hasn't flowed enough, and he wants to retreat under these two knives, but only now he immediately turns around and escapes, maybe this body will be lucky enough to escape, but it is more likely that he will be stuck in the back with two knives, and he will wait on the ground to slowly cool down.

Han Xian has never been afraid of being injured and bleeding, and it is better to shed blood than to die.

"Bang~~~. ”

"Shh~~~. ”

It's all hate, Han Xian has long hated Ling'er's pretty face under his fist, and now his fist really smashed into the bone, punching straight into his eye socket and shattering half of his face.

Ah Bi had the same hatred for Han Xian, and the screams of his companions on his side inspired the cruelty of the knife, but the chest had been well avoided by Han Xian, and for Ah Bi's short knife, every inch of flesh on Han Xian's body was okay, and he didn't care where he stabbed it, the blade pierced into the arm, the blade completely entered the flesh, and the black poison of corruption slowly spread around.

Horror immediately appeared on Han Xian's face, he had not calculated that the short knife would be smeared with poison, and there was a burst of madness in his heart, but the need for hatred is indeed more than that?

Although the fist smashed Ling'er's face, she did not burn into smoke and dust in an instant as she imagined, the knife in her hand was still strong and powerful, and she roared wildly, as if this knife was being stabbed, she really couldn't die.

"Get the fuck out of here. ”

The body immediately reversed, and kicked Ling'er's body with one kick.

"Bang~~"

This sound hid too much, too much sorrow, Han Xian must not have thought that the short knife inserted in his arm was not only as simple as corrupting the flesh, but even the Dao power was sealed.

A kick on Ling'er's chest, bitterness and desolation immediately distorted the facial features, this kick actually did not have half of the strength, and this last divine power could not make the enemy take half a step back, but sent himself into the cold ground.

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