Han Xian's smile was miserable, and the 'Demon Knife' was miserable, although he was still hidden in the withered yellow, but he knew that withered yellow thought that he could not provide himself with a share of strength. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

And I am afraid that I have no choice.

Han Xian's eyes have been opened, but what he sees is still the withered yellow Dao tree, the withered yellow of the fiasco is the origin of all sorrows, there is no wind in the star map, but I Han Xian still has a breath.

And at this moment, Han Xian did not hesitate at all, when his mouth was lightly opened, he did not exert force, and he must not have used force, and all the bitterness in his chest rushed out.

"Whew~"

Who knows when the miracle will be staged, or if it grows from the same root, the bell is tied to the bell, and when the wind rises in the star chart, that wind is served by Han Xian when the withered Dao tree is served.

Is it the light and heat given by Han Xian, and Han Xian's own gaze was lost in the brilliant white light, but the gloom in his eyes was not washed away by the white light, but was still a little more solemn.

But this panic did not arise in his heart, because Han Xianyi felt that he had nothing to lose, and this life may have been in the Yellow Spring too many times.

Is it the calmness caused by habit, I can only understand it this way.

Han Xian, who was bathed in the bleak white light, may not understand the mystery, but the 'Demon Knife' that is completely in the Dao Tree himself can feel it really.

I can feel that the withered and yellow Dao Tree is all raised into sand, scattered and invisible, but I am happy to be born in it, because I feel that the newborn Dao Tree is reborn in the dust, and the new life brings a purer power, which can be described as spring rain and nectar for the weak self, but this time the 'Demon Knife' really did not dare to ask for it casually, because he understood that Han Xian at this moment needed this new power more than himself.

When the intense brilliance also dissipated, the miserable white eyes, the shadow of defeat.

Han Xian must have seen it, but his numb brain thought that he saw an illusory shadow, and the vague shadow was just a conjure-up carved by his brain to comfort him.

This face, which was already densely smiling, was originally bleak, and now it is only more bleak.

Han Xian's heart must have accepted this comfort, and the hand that broke everything stretched out again, still so slowly, but this time it didn't tremble.

The distance fades away in a slow way, is it touched?

The finger was gently placed on the leaf, and the face was still pale, but the unwilling eyes had been gently closed, because the white light of the dazzling eyes was still coiled in the sockets.

Really?

All this is too real, and the comfort is too real, the colorfulness of the Dao tree under his eyes, and the warmth lingering in his fingers, all tell Han Xian that all this is true.

Of course, all of this is true.

Crazy joy was the only look on his face, and his mouth was even more obsessed: "It's true, it's true." ”

"Haha, haha!"

Even if Han Xian's eyes were seeing the real thing at this moment, and what his fingers touched was real, he still couldn't believe it in his heart, his eyes blinked again and again, and his hands were together.

"Haha, haha. ”

The laughter at this moment is the real relief, the real comfort, the original white entrenched on the face with the rebirth of the Dao tree and rejuvenated with dazzling looks.

A pair of eyes looked carefully, and looked at it stupidly, the seven Dao leaves up and down the Dao tree swayed together with Han Xian's breathing, although it was very slight, and in Han Xian's eyes, these were truly beautiful butterflies.

And his gaze fell on the seventh Dao leaf, his color was as he had written in his heart, the surface of the leaf was bloody, but the bottom of the leaf was green.

"Hehe, is this the Seven Realms?"

And the 'Demon Knife' wanted to say that this was his new home, Han Xian looked at Dao Ye, and he also looked at Han Xian's face, and a smile condensed on his face: "I really can't believe it, it will be a rebirth." ”

At this time, the 'Demon Knife's gaze at Han Xian was already delighted, and the hopes that were struggling in his heart were slowly solidified, and he knew very well that he still had to wait, waiting for Han Xian to help him explore his footprints.

The Demon Knife has this patience, because he doesn't know how many times he has waited.

"Haha, haha~"

The eyes condensed by blood and tears slowly opened, and the surroundings were still familiar scenes, and the sound of tactful and sad choking still lingered in his ears, but at this moment, Han Xian, who was immersed in excitement in his heart, was difficult to be dragged into misery by Huo Xin's qin song, not to mention the secret protection of the 'demon knife'.

The sudden sound of this arrogant laughter in such a miserable piano sound must be very abrupt, and Huo Xin, the creator of the sad environment, also heard this cheerful sound.

Her brow furrowed slightly, because she knew that the tears that Guan Hanning had on her eyes were about to become the cornerstone of her victory, but now this sudden rush of laughter might become the driving force behind everything.

Sure enough, Huo Xin's worries were not superfluous, and Guan Hanning's brows furrowed like herself.

Resentment flashed in her eyes suddenly, and now Huo Xin's eyes looking at Han Xian really wanted to erase it, but she didn't dare at this moment, because Guan Hanning was just frowning, if she dared to act rashly, I am afraid that she would be the evil hand that really pushed herself into the abyss.

Huo Xin knew very well that it was impossible for the sober Guan Hanning to resist by himself.

And Guan Hanning, who was alarmed by Han Xian's laughter, also thought that it was not as simple as frowning, and a slight sound calmly fell on the corrupt fallen leaves on the ground.

Huo Xin's eyebrows raised, because Guan Hanning, who was besieging the sound of the piano, moved, and came towards him with a gun, which made her not surprised.

"Whew~"

Han Xian breathed slightly, and the madness of breaking the realm has been slowly subsided, although he has successfully stepped into the Seven Realms, but Han Xian still has self-knowledge, the best way to help Han Ning is to stand so calmly, because he knows very well in his heart that if he interferes in vain, he is afraid that it will be self-defeating.

In fact, Han Xian was convinced that Na Huo Xin would definitely not be the opponent of the eldest brother.

As Han Xian thought, it was impossible to stop when his footsteps were raised, and the slight sound was so harsh in the tactful sound of the piano.

But even if Han Ning is always moving forward, but his closed eyes are still surging with tears, is it meaningful, or is this song really too touching, and he also resonates?

"Hmph~"

Huo Xin is smart, the eyes that looked at Guan Hanning were filled with anger, at this moment he should know that Guan Hanning had already gotten rid of the sound of the qin, and the tears in the corners of her eyes seemed to her to be definitely a joke at this time.

"Keng~"

Han Xian's face turned red, and his heart was beating rapidly, but the next piano sound did not move at all, and it was obvious that the 'Demon Knife' could not watch Han Xian become a city gate pond fish and be killed.

And Guan Hanning is completely relying on himself, at this moment, Huo Xin's song has a hidden edge, and the warrior is holding a roar to kill Guan Hanning.

The closed eyes still did not open, as if he could not extricate himself from falling into the sound of the piano, but although his eyes were not open, the gun in his hand was indeed very cold.

What if the roaring warrior was roaring, it was like paper paste in front of Guan Hanning, the spear simply stabbed forward, it was invisible, and the scatter was even more invisible.

Guan Hanning's footsteps sounded in the forest again, could the panic spread in Huo Xin's heart? Although these are unknown, the anger on that face is beyond measure, because in her opinion, Guan Hanning's eyes should have been opened a long time ago, instead of being so pretentious, and this is contempt and mockery of herself.

The high-pitched sound resounded through the forest, and the birds of the silent dreams were frightened into the air, and although they were silent, they escaped the noise with their voices.

The bird can spread its wings and fly high into the air, and although he can fly up from the wind, it is not his choice, and his steps are still steady.

And at this moment, Guan Hanning is like a warrior who is moving forward in the torrent, and the armor who holds the Ge is the raging flood, but Guan Hanning has his own heavenly pulp in his hand, and a spear flies up and down, allowing Huo Xin to have as many warriors as he wants.

And as the footsteps lifted and fell, the distance between Guan Hanning and Huo Xin became closer and closer, and the cold edge was also closer and closer to the arrogant head.

If the others want to help, the waiter Ling'er wants to stop Guan Hanning's footsteps, and those shadows hidden in the forest also want to save Huo Xin's heart from fire and water.

But they were full of eagerness, but they couldn't do anything, they didn't dare to enter the sonorous sound of the piano, and Huo Xin didn't let them in.

Huo Xin's forehead tasted the coldness of the gun, maybe she could put away the qin and leave, not only was she unwilling, but she also knew that as long as the sound of the piano was broken, the cold gunblade would no longer have any obstacles, and her head would only have one way to pierce it.

And with the rejection of the piano sound, can Huo Xin's life be saved?

Then I want to ask Guan Hanning if he agreed, the tall body stood in front of him, and his gun followed his man into his forehead, and the closed eyes still did not mean to open.

"Keng~"

This sound is the real poignant, the real wail, and all the sonorous after the grievance is broken.

"You lost~"

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