Thousands of mountains, thousands of waves, people swim in them, people wash in the clouds. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Cool.

Comfortable.

Who's cool?

Who is at ease?

Looking in the clouds, and looking in the clouds, it is Han Xian, the mist is so cool here, and Han Xian can be said to have eaten enough cool this way.

This coolness has nothing to do with the fact that it has nothing to do with the comfortable half-dime.

Han first swims in the clouds.

Why is Han Xian swimming in the clouds?

This tour is not willing, this tour is once dug by oneself to bury one's own body, now people in the pit, is scratching ears and cheeks to crawl, people are looking in the clouds, is being led by others like walking dogs.

Look, watch.

Han first watched others feel at ease.

The tall horse, the smiling face, the brocade clothes, the swagger is so uncomfortable, walk a point, look at a point, this point is full of beautiful and rich fresh world.

"Hehe~~. ”

Laughter, laughter is so happy.

Such a cheerful laughter is really the young man, and only the young man in the world can be so happy with a carefree smile.

People seem to have forgotten.

Forgot the tears of the past, forgot the grief in my heart.

Who is it that has forgotten the past?

Tall horse, who is the smiling brocade man?

Return.

At this moment, sitting on a big horse, striding forward and pointing out the country, it is the one who has left the clan and become lonely, and the surname of the fish will only survive there, no matter who it is here, it can only be this surname, this name.

Alone.

"Hehe~~. ”

Laughter is a happy laugh.

Ask why Xunhui is happy, what is he laughing at?

Laughter is naturally my own knowledge, the beautiful world of flowers in my own knowledge, why do you laugh, why do you laugh?

Shouldn't we laugh? Shouldn't we laugh?

People are laughing, finding and returning are laughing, he is a young man, and he is like a young man under the world who hides his worries in his heart.

Why can't you laugh.

Only the enthusiasm of laughter can hide the loud crying in my heart.

Everyone in the world should remember my happiness, as for my sorrow, smiling face, they will not say it themselves, as for whether they will guess, it is their own business.

"Hehe~~. ”

The two opened their mouths and laughed together, in heaven and on earth.

Han Xian looked at the returned brocade horse and was not envious in his heart, it was only a few days after he came out of the mountain, and the whole person was completely new, if he didn't look carefully and check carefully, which pair of eyes could see that the search for the return at this moment came out of the mountain.

At first glance, anyone will think that this is a playboy, and a playboy who pursues fashion frivolously.

After all, not everyone likes to leave tattoos on their faces.

Flower show?

The imprint of the fish family, the traces on the face have been found to be set off by a gorgeous dress as a ridiculous and fashionable evidence, whether to be happy or worried, everything is self-realizing.

Fashionable?

Leaving the mountains and entering the WTO, looking for the strange flower show on the face has helped him a lot, and it can be said that now his high-headed horse and brocade clothes and jade food are all brought by this tattoo and flower show.

Have a Midas touch.

Han Xian admired the method of making money by finding it back.

In the clouds, Han Xian almost sighed, and his mouth was shouting: "Why didn't I think of it, why didn't I think of it?"

What didn't you think of?

There are too many bad people in this world, and their eyes are always staring at other people's money bags, those thieves hiding in the mountains and forests.

Their eyes are shining.

But sometimes the thief's eyes are blind.

It hadn't been open for a few days, and they actually stared at the strange body of a man of different colors, mixed men and women, and his dark face showed that he had no money.

Sometimes.

Seeking money is their main business, and they are so poor and crazy that even people rob them.

The swarthy soil and cowardice who have been found are children who have just stepped into the rivers and lakes, isn't such a person the supreme candidate for coolies?

So robbed him.

The Celestial Cycle.

So robbed them.

This is the supreme way to make money, there is no money, those men who are afraid of death in the mountains and forests will send money to find and return on their own, this young man travels down the way, it can be said that he has gained a lot, and he can be said to be squandering at will.

Journey all the way.

Han Xian followed all the way, and finally found the right direction in the long headless flies.

Swagger.

Seeking to return to the unremitting stride forward, going around and around along the way, the freshness of this world can be said to have tasted all the young man, and now it is time to get down to business.

"Yingdu. ”

Looking back to the mouth of the whisper, looking at the sky, the end must be the direction he is pursuing, all the way to the chasmo, finally arrived, here is the matter, so I have no worries to find the real sin in my heart.

For those, there have been attempts to forget.

But after working hard, I really found that I couldn't do it, no matter how new the world was, I couldn't adapt to the surname 'Lonely'.

'Fish' is the real name, and it is also the name that I want to get back.

Looking back from afar, and Han Xian at this moment is indeed watching closely.

What to see?

Looking at the clouds in front of him, drowsy, cold, and even more echoing in it, there is a slight roar in it, what is in it? It is a ghost, a greedy and unwilling soul hidden in it.

Here, people are here again.

The man who has just been guilty of sin, has come close to this place again in a circle.

Where is this?

This is Weishan.

Weishan?

What Han Xian saw in front of him was Wei Mountain, and the place where the dark and gloomy ghosts and ghosts were trapped was Wei Mountain, wasn't the reincarnation array of the solitary realm here broken down, and the endless 200,000 resentful souls in it were not successfully surpassed by Han Xian?

How can there still be a haunting here?

Why did the mildness of the sun not shine into this land that had been cold for thousands of years?

Why?

People know.

At this moment, Han Xian, who was standing in the clouds, also knew.

The face is iron and cold falling on the dark cloud composed of soul resentment in front of him, what is the ghost that does not disperse, these are the ones in front of him, and now the ghost composed of human greed does not disperse.

"Hmph~~. ”

Han Xian snorted lightly in his mouth, and as soon as his feet moved, his body swept into the clouds.

"Whew~~. ”

Jinyun is body fell to the ground, in front of him is gloomy clouds, this place has been to me before, but this place is too strange to this pair of eyes at this moment.

I used to think it was gloomy.

And now this gloomy cloud is even bleaker than before, almost becoming black that you can't see your fingers, and the fog caused by the darkness is even more cold and drills straight into the heart.

They want to live, and they want to devour the people who are still alive.

This black is roaring.

It's all the black who is roaring a voice: "I'm unwilling, I'm unwilling~~." ”

"Heh~~. ”

A sneer flashed quickly on Han Xian's face, and with a slight movement under his feet, his body walked towards the hinterland of Weishan step by step, and the more he went, the more cold and low the roar in the black fog became.

"Will you be reconciled?"

"What's there to be unwilling to do if you kill yourself. ”

Han Xian walked to the old place in his own laughter, which was once a secluded forest and ancient woods, but now today, those ancient trees and secluded forests are gone, and the ground is full of dead wood stakes, and there is not a similar tree.

Why?

Why is this too early to ask?

At this moment, the soil where Han Xian is standing is all new, as if it has been turned over again, and this is more than once, thousands of times, because people's greed will be repeated thousands of times in different people.

The old soul trapped in Weishan was fortunate to be surpassed by Han Xian, but now the convergence of this resentment cloud is slowly surpassing the 200,000 giants that once existed.

People are like bees.

Bees chase the fragrance of flowers.

People chase for money.

Like crazy.

Weishan is a big tomb, this tomb is buried with a peerless great man, such a big tomb, how strong is the blooming wealth, it is rushing, so that the people of this world are like bees, like crazy crowd into this place.

"Two hundred thousand~~. ”

Han Xian shook his head and chuckled, and said in his mouth: "Sooner or later, the number will exceed 200,000, and the people lying in it are really useful, hehe." ”

"Whew~~. ”

Black endless.

But as Han Xian marched, the black fog had become a little thinner, and he could only see the black palm of his hand in front of him, and he could already see a few zhang away.

In a thin mist.

Han Xian had already stopped moving forward, he had already passed through this place once, and he didn't want to let his backbone suffer the resentment of his soul at one time.

When manpower is exhausted.

Such a great thing naturally has to be handed over to the heavens.

Stopping and looking into the distance, his eyes swept over the layers of brand-new soil, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and said, "These people are not industrious, and these people are not hardworking. ’

Industrious, hard-working.

Those who have plowed almost the entire Weishan because of greed are absolutely worthy of the word diligence, they are models of hard work.

Eye.

Han Xian's eyes had already fallen on the face of the person who was plowing the soil.

The greedy and industrious man has given up his tools, counting the cold, inch by inch feeling of the dirt that infects the ghost.

Eye.

Their eyes are so careful, and this carefulness is that the backbone is completely bowed, like shrimp, like shrimp, almost the tip of the nose is attached to the dirt.

Good careful.

This carefulness made Han Xiandu amazed.

Inches of dirt.

"Heh~~. ”

Han Xian's face was raised, seeing the smiling face of the shrimp who was carefully plowing the ground, and he asked in his heart: 'What is he laughing at, has he found out?'

It seems to be true.

The man dug in the cold earth with both hands, and his eyes were like thieves, as if he were being a thief, looking up, looking, looking down, digging.

Repeatedly, over and over again.

"Huh. ”

Laughter.

I saw that his whole head was buckled on the ground, and although he was facing the black soil, he still couldn't hide his excitement and joy, and he was holding an object tightly in his hand.

Is that a harvest?

"It must be. ”

Han Xian definitely spoke, this must be in his heart for that person's efforts to say 'congratulations.' ’

Scold~~.

Laugh.

"Poof~~. ”

The sound is the sound of blood.

In Han Xian's congratulations, a bright knife on the man's back pierced directly into it, and disaster came, but the face was still in excitement.

In the abrupt breath, the excitement came to an abrupt end.

The pit has been dug, blood has been poured into the pit, and people have been smashed into the pit, when he was digging the treasure, he must not have thought that what he dug was his own grave.

"Hmph~~. ”

"Phew~~. ”

Gritting his teeth, it was the owner of the sword light, he gritted his teeth and threw the things he had just snatched from the dead man in the pit back into the pit, spat along the way, and said, "You are stupid, what are you happy about digging a stone?"

Stone?

That life is gone.

I wanted to laugh at Han Xian, but it was really difficult to laugh out loud.

"Heh~~. ”

Laughter.

Is it laughter, is it Han Xian's laughter?

No.

The laughter came from behind.

At this moment, he was listening to the laughter behind him coldly, so bold, his face turned around, one face was behind him, and Han Xian was seeing it.

What I saw was that this face had once smiled.

But now, he didn't dare to laugh at all, why did he laugh, why didn't he dare?

When he laughed, he thought Han Xian was stupid, and this stupidity gave him the opportunity to kill him, so the knife came out and was nailed to Han Xian's body.

But when the knife was down, he didn't even dare to cry, and the invincible knife stabbed this person's body and actually broke the point.

"Hehe~~. ”

He didn't dare, but Han Xian did laugh out loud, and in this smile, he nodded lightly to the face behind him, and his body flew into the sky in an instant.

It's a lovely person.

There is no need to take his life, if he still chooses to struggle here, then there will naturally be a pit for his bones here.