Zuo Mu and Sky Wolf were still puzzled on their faces. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Undoubtedly, even if they are as arrogant as they are, they also deeply understand that they owe too many debts, and there are too many unpaid debts.

Even if you have the heart to owe, you have the heart to escape, and you are not afraid of the owner coming to ask for it.

But at this moment, Han Xian's smug and cold face was more like a conspiracy to succeed, which made them not panic.

Immediately looked at each other, what they were afraid of was not Han Xian in front of them, but the red line that had left, God knows if this was a game she had set up, in order to achieve some ulterior secret.

Stealing yourself?

Undoubtedly, in his dark heart, his constant love will of course become the thoughts of others, and they already think that they have such a valuable thing all over them.

A trace of coldness flashed in Zuo Mu's heart, at this moment, he was undoubtedly forced into a dead end, fighting, he had reached the end of the crossbow, and retreated, and his heart was very unwilling.

The resentful gaze swept over Han Xian's face again, and he roared in his heart: "Success and failure, in one fell swoop, success, I am proud of the world, defeat, it's a big deal to sleep for a while." ”

Undoubtedly, he thought of a way out.

Zuo Mu took a deep breath, his gaze fell on the gloomy and uncertain face of the wolf, and said, "Brother wolf, don't be disturbed by this yellow-bearded little ghost. ”

His gaze immediately turned, and he swept directly at Han Xian's body: "Hmph, knowing the name of a dead person doesn't mean anything. ”

Zuo Mu was cold, but Han Xian's face was more sharp, and he smiled: "Haha, please remember the name of this sent you to the underworld." ”

"Han Xian. ”

A roar suddenly shook the dust.

"Brother Wolf, don't do it yet. Zuo Mu looked at the sky wolf and roared.

This lone wolf who has been trapped for 10,000 years must be afraid, how can he dare to act arbitrarily with the freedom that he has finally obtained, those ears seem to have not heard Zuo Mu's roar at all, and a pair of eyes are only busy turning around, I don't know what I mean in my heart? .

When Zuo Mu jumped out, the wolf also got out of trouble, but why didn't he come out? Of course, he was afraid, afraid of the red line to ask for the debt of luring the wolf into the house.

This heart is even more unbearable than Zuo Mu, maybe the red line can make its legs weak and prostrate with a look, and it can't hide just to hide its timidity, but also tell the red line that he will leave before ten thousand years.

A look of anger flashed in Zuo Mu's eyes, but the anger was instantly suppressed by him, and he said slowly: "Brother wolf, haven't you realized a truth in these ten thousand years, I'm afraid that you will never be able to solve the problem, as long as you get this person's soul for your brother, even if the red line evil girl is what, she will also be slashed." ”

The words fell to his ears, but the wolf's face still did not change at all, and he was still shocked.

But Han Xian was as happy as if he heard a big joke, laughed endlessly, and shouted: "Zuo Mu, you are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue, as long as Sister Red Line has one finger, you will all have to fall." ”

Zuo Mu and the Heavenly Wolf's faces were shaken, and there was no doubt that this sentence was said in their hearts.

In the end, he was the master of this continent ten thousand years ago, Zuo Mu hated it in his heart, and he was even more angry on his face, and he understood in his heart that the more he dragged on, the greater the variables, and the nonsense was no intention, and in his heart he understood that the wolf was also a person who could not afford to be profitable, why didn't he leave ten thousand years ago, in order to live forever?

'Hehe~'

Zuo Mu suddenly grinned.

Han Xian's heart was suddenly startled, and he jumped up even more, and the corner of his eyes flashed at a trace of black light like a shackle, and he shouted in his heart: "It's not good." ”

When he was frightened, his body moved, but he was still a step too late, and the black silk wrapped around his wrist.

"Brother wolf, what's there to be afraid of, this is just a stinky hairy boy. Zuo Mu's voice seduced him, there is no doubt that he was also frightened, and he didn't have the help of the Heavenly Wolf when he lost his blood and qi, and if he wanted to kill Han Xian, he was afraid that he would have to take most of his life.

Han Xian's wrist had been trapped by the black silk shackles, and this black light was not only the power of locking his body, but also the power of freezing bones, and the light spots on the black silk invaded his body.

In an instant, Han Xian's entire arm was already gray, and the large bones of his spine were more like they were frozen in ice, and his joints were suddenly sore, numb, and weak.

For Zuo Mu, such an opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

With a flicker of his gaze and a light movement of his left hand, a black twist rose up on Han Xian's side, directly tied to Han Xian's other arm, which suddenly made matters worse, and Han Xian's mind was somewhat blurred by this cold attack.

And just above Han Xian's head, the seal accumulated by Zuo Mu Wanzai's sins appeared again, and the black silk that bound Han Xian's body was his tentacles.

Can this man be taken down so easily?

Heavenly Wolf wanted to believe it, but from Zuo Mu's solemn eyes, it was indeed a deep doubt, because he had fought with Han Xian knew that this person could not be so simple.

"Hum~"

The already drowsy tomb was immediately coated with thick ink by the black light emitted by the seal, and its trembling sound was heard in the air, like a ghost crying, and even a soul roaring.

How could Han Xian trap his body with black silk frost, and the cold disappeared as soon as the double star turned, but the black silk wrapped around his hand did not let go.

But Han Xian was not afraid, and his brute strength was so angry that there was a place to vent.

"Uh, ah~~"

Han Xian roared, in the darkness, there were already muscles and bones in unison, and the ghost roar of the seal was even more tragic, the light on the two black silks flashed again and again, but the frozen bones were weak, and under the pull of their own struggle, they had reached the extreme point of collapse.

"Brother Wolf, why don't you stay at this time?"

Zuo Mu roared, and seriously, he raised his fist, but he was not in person.

Han Xian's gaze suddenly appeared a huge fist, facing the chest pain, which already covered the skull, and even included Han Xian's legs.

Zuo Mu didn't dare to get close, but he was afraid, Han Xian gritted his teeth.

And this momentum really shook the hesitation on the wolf's face and woke up his eyes, but what made Zuo Mu feel bad was that his eyes were like torches, and he actually chose to stand by and watch, and he didn't have the intention of helping each other.

"Squeak, squeak~~"

Zuo Mu's face was shocked, and his heart was even more hateful.

Undoubtedly, under the indignation of Han Xian's brute force, the black silk wrapped around his right hand had been broken, but the black silk on his left hand was still entangled, and his body was still firmly bound.

Thinking about escaping?

Han Xian, who came to collect debts, had never had such a thought in his mind, and for Zuo Mu's fist of fear, one hand was enough to destroy it.

In the thick darkness, a ray of light rose brightly, just like the sun about to break free from the shackles of the mountains, breaking free from the mountains, dispelling the sticky black, and driving it away.

"Bang~~"

The corners of Sky Wolf's eyes twitched slightly, and Zuo Mu's face was directly in pain.

How can the afterglow of the long night block the power of the sun, and at this moment, the situation at the end of Zuo Mu's strong crossbow is only a remnant, not to mention the fear in his heart.

Han Xian smashed his momentum with a single punch.

Chu Yang couldn't help but destroy the mountain in front of him for Han Xian, and even broke and shattered the chain that bound his left hand.

In Han Xian's heart, Zuo Mu had become a sick and crippled man, and when the wolf was stunned, he beat the water dog.

The fist was not satisfied with the Dao technique in front of him, and pointed directly at the Dao technique itself, Zuo Mu, and the scorching sun pierced the sky, and the darkness of the tomb was suddenly swept away.

For that punch, Zuo Mudang hated, there was no possibility of retreating, if even Han Xian's fist was unable to pick it up, I was afraid that the wolf would immediately turn around and run away in order to protect himself.

"Hmph. ”

Zuo Mu's face turned gray, and a dead light floated in the palm of his hand, and suddenly with Han Xian's bright light and true light, his body took a step forward slightly, and he stepped forward to meet the fist.

For death and black, Han Xian is not afraid.

"Hiss~"

As soon as Han Xian's fist fell into Zuo Mu's palm, the dead light was like porcelain, and it collapsed in an instant, Zuo Mu's face suddenly turned white, but his heart was indeed happy, and his body suddenly retreated with the strength of Han Xian's fist.

Although his eyes were firmly fixed on Han Xian's face, the corner of his eyes was indeed very concerned about the Heavenly Wolf.

And the joy at this moment is because of its movement.

Zuo Mu's discovery, Han Xian also knew it, although he wanted to subdue Zuo Mu with one move, but it was just the most beautiful expectation in his heart, and when he made it, he understood that the current means to kill this person were still insufficient.

And at this moment, the body of the wolf is even more awe-inspiring in his heart, if he doesn't have special means, I'm afraid that this body will fall into the flesh and blood of the claws.

The light of the claw was already in front of him, and Zuo Mu, who had just been smashed open by his fist, rushed up again as soon as he stabilized his body.

Han Xian took a deep breath, and was very prepared to shake the rest of his life with sadness, but just as he was about to die in his heart, a trace of hot warm current rushed straight to his head, and even his vision was a little blurred.

The voice of the demon in my heart sounded with a little panic: "First, don't resist. ”

This heat was almost entrenched in his brain, how could Han Xian still have room to resist, his eyes were full of blood, and he shone coldly on the face of the heavenly wolf.

I don't know if it was the heat that controlled Han Xian, or if Han Xian's own will caused it.

The figure was actually a little blurry, and the eyes of the Heavenly Wolf and Zuo Mu were blurred, and Han Xian's body carried a pair of bloody eyes, and even with a reddened fist, he killed in front of the Heavenly Wolf.

Zuo Mu was stunned, it was because of the speed of Han Xian's outburst, how could this person have such a rebellious means?

And even the cold expression of the Heavenly Wolf Feng was already sluggish, a pair of godless eyes stared at Han Xian's bloody eyes, was the red in it too charming, or was there a breathtaking fear in the red?

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