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Whether it is a good person or a person who thinks he is good, whether it is a person who is related to it or a person who thinks it is irrelevant, they are all dragged into it by the infection.

And those who can survive by chance, on a certain day and night, will they laugh softly, or will they cry quietly under the moon?

Regardless of the name of the person standing on the ground, Que Xin?

Or is it a name, Chu Xin?

They are destined to be infected by the plague, and just now, his biological father Que Weiyi fell in this plague, and now this plague has ruthlessly extended his clutches to his husband Guan Hanning.

This silent, godless man hated himself.

Because it was his own plague that infected this irrelevant person, he could have lived a carefree life, but now he is indeed destined to die in this plague.

And whether it was her father or her husband, Chu Xin could only watch them die in the plague for Chu Yue's strength.

Guan Hanning, who condensed the emperor's way, was still alive, but in Chu Xin's heart, his husband was dead.

It's not human affection.

But she is carrying the Moon Kingdom behind her, and she can only be like the blade in Guan Hanning's hand, and the emperor is thin.

In Chu Xin's heart, Guan Hanning was already dead, but in Han Xian's eyes, his life needed his own defense, and the defense at this moment could not be accomplished by the Sunfall Arrow.

It can be said that at the moment when the arrows of the falling sun left the string, Han Xian's body had already followed closely behind and flew towards Gu Congfeng.

In the past, Gu Congfeng racked his brains to get close to Han Xian's side, but now he really sent it to the door on his own.

In the process of rapidly approaching Gu Congfeng, Han Xian did not put away the Sunfall Bow, but held it in one hand, staring at Gu Congfeng's somewhat sluggish evil god mask with a pair of eyes, did he have a fluke in his heart?

Because the sharp arrow that was hurtling through the air was almost sticking to the bridge of his nose, and if this arrow could be done, then he would definitely be able to make up for it.

"Bang~~. ”

Did it work?

Of course, it was a success, but Han Xian just watched Gu Congfeng successfully scatter the sharp arrows.

This trace of luck should not have been, the Sunfall Bow was put into the bag in desperation, and the trace of blood in Han Xian's eyes was somewhat magnified, but fortunately, his heart was still very sober.

Han Xian knew deeply that Gu Congfeng should be farther away from Guan Hanning, and he should die.

The arrows were already useless, but Han Xian also took advantage of the moment when Gu Congfeng Tai punched the arrow, and rushed to his side, and his fist had already been raised.

At this moment, it was like the ancient wind bombarding Han Xian's face.

But the only thing that has changed now is that his Gu Congfeng's head is waiting for a fist to be added.

Prayer had appeared in Gu Congfeng's heart, Han Xian's fist flickered with the slightest sound of wind, and his arm was even more bloody with a dim face.

Pray, what is he praying for?

Gu Congfeng didn't have to pray, if there had been one, it must have begged Han Xian to send his head in front of him stupidly.

And now it's really pitiful, that person is really stupid, that person actually sent his head to his fist.

A hint of indifference had spread across the face of the Ancient Congfeng Evil God.

In his eyes, in his gaze, what kind of fist is that, what is the difference between that and what is the difference between the head.

"Hehe, the fist is broken, so is the head still far away?"

A bit of disdain has flowed out of the ancient bush wind.

But in front of Han Xian, he must not have heard it, his ears only had the sound of fists skimming the air, and in his heart there was only the echo of blood rage.

Han Xian's fist was falling.

But Gu Congfeng's head would not be stupid, Han Xian didn't know how to raise his hand that only flashed with thunder and lightning, but he did block it under his fist.

"Boom~~. ”

Around Guan Hanning, in the endless Emperor Dao Holy Light, a bloody and fleshy Shenfeng fist exploded heroically.

Under the edge of God, is flesh and blood destined to have only one way to destruction?

Under the wind of the ancient cong, is Han Xian destined to only be a slag?

All this is a testament to his arrogance, and when the fists collided, he once again couldn't believe his eyes, let alone his body.

The eyes saw that he was retreating, and his body was telling him that he was indeed being hit backwards by Han Xian's fist.

100,000 whys, now in Gu Congfeng's opinion, there is only one reason.

That is, Han Xian is really strong, although that power is not his, but his own power can be completely his own, although the evil god mask does not have much power blessing, but he is very unique in improving the speed and confusing people's hearts.

After a few times, the man understood.

Gu Congfeng stabilized his retreating body, and his heart was completely dignified, no doubt in his opinion, Han Xian already had the ability to fight with him.

For such a result, Han Xianke has ever had an accident?

This heart was not touched by half a point, and the reason why he did not retreat under the fist attack was entirely because he knew in his heart that he could not leave Guan Hanning too far at this moment.

Everything comes at a price.

The heat stirred by the demon knife in his heart became thicker and thicker, and a pair of eyes were filled with demon red blood, and at this moment, Han Xian's face was even more demonic than the Gu Cong Feng who covered the mask of the evil god.

"Hmph, Xiao Wangzhi didn't expect you to accept such a gangster as an apprentice, it's really gratifying. Gu Congfeng roared gloomily.

Han Xian's blood-colored and demonic face didn't need to be kindly reminded by him, Xiao Wangzhi could also see it really.

But what he saw was more of Han Xian's actions, at this moment he was standing by Guan Hanning's side, why didn't he block his way, although Guan Hanning didn't want to kill, but what was his origin besides death?

The face is colder, and the sword is colder, and the foot takes a slight step.

Those who stand in the way of the heart of heaven are all dead.

Xiao Wangzhi's movement may not have been seen by Han Xian, but the abnormal movement on his body must have been noticed, and the lie he once told was about to move.

"Poof~~. ”

A soft sound suddenly came from Han Xian's arms, and the fragment of the Emperor Seal hidden in the bag actually drilled out on its own, and this leisurely light was particularly unique among the Emperor Dao Holy Light.

But they all come from the same source.

"Roar~~. ”

Guan Hanning's eyes opened suddenly, and Long Rong's eyes behind him also startled, and a vast dragon scream suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth, this should be a long-awaited call.

They have been separated for too long.

The original vague shape on Guan Hanning's body was completely condensed, and the nine dragons were entwined into locks, and a square imperial seal had already emerged, but anyone could find its incompleteness.

There was a broken piece of the horn, and now the broken piece of the Sutra appeared.

"Roar~~. ”

On the fragments of the emperor's seal, a pale golden dragon slowly emerged, opened lightly in its mouth, and roared lightly, this is a cheer for relatives, it has been away from relatives for too long, and now it is dusty, it has gone through wind and rain, and it can finally be put into the arms of its family again.

Whether it's him, or he, he's waited too long for a moment.

But the meeting is indeed not an urgent embrace, the fragments of bright color are indeed swimming slowly in this short distance, as if every point of approach is the result of the accumulation of infinite courage and strength.

And the backbone standing in the air, and the pair of eyes, were waiting for the result of this convergence, waiting for the moment when they met.

"Cong Feng must bring it back. ”

Just as Gu Congfeng was eagerly listening to the sound of his breathing, the majestic and gentle voice echoed in his heart again.

And under this urging, Gu Congfeng took a step out of his feet, but it was only one step, and he stopped again.

This time I stopped, not waiting for the complete gathering of the imperial seal.

It was because the imperial majesty that poured out from Guan Hanning's body in the close proximity of the fragment and the imperial seal was getting stronger and stronger, and Gu Congfeng's heart couldn't help but have a hint of worship, and there was an irresistible majesty tormenting his heart.

There is no alternative to stopping this time.

There are times when courage is exhausted, but in the continuous approach of the relatives, it must be found that it does not require courage, and that place has never changed.

His vacancy is just waiting for his return.

The wanderer from afar finally threw himself into the warmth of home, and the day and night of waiting finally ushered in the day of reunion, and today the family is finally complete, without half a shortage.

"Roar~~. ”

Everyone's hearts were trembling, and Ying Ducheng didn't know how many people fell to their knees because of this vision.

In this roar, the nine golden dragons rushed out from the emperor's seal, and even from Guan Hanning's body, churning up and down to make the sea, they were cheering.

The world needs a master too much, and the arrogant they have already chosen a master for this world.

The nine golden dragons were staggered and kinked with each other, and as soon as their tails flicked together, they fell towards the top of Guan Hanning's head, which meant that as long as they entered Guan Hanning's head, it would be the time when the emperor road was formed.

But when have the people in this world stopped, and when did they have people satisfied?

Those eyes hidden in the darkness have long since repented of their bowels.

And this plague must have to be injected with new blood.