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Actually, isn't this victory very tiring? Han Xian jumped on the tree again and again, and as long as there was a chance, the sharp arrow would definitely miss the string.

The mountain wolf on the ground must be very regretful in his heart now, if he continues to fight, he will still have the strength to fight, but now if he wants to fight me, Han Xian will not give you this opportunity.

Without a tail, it ran at no speed, and Han Xian jumped up and down the tree like a few bowls of wine, and he could feel the float, but his speed was not lost.

Seeing that the mountain wolf had the intention of stopping, the arrow whistled away again.

The ears did not lose their effect and rolled sideways. The arrow missed. But how dare you continue to stay, although the mouth is wide open, but the run is still done.

Han Xian looked at the prey below with vain steps, knowing that the opportunity had finally come after following for so long, and the sharp arrow ran towards the calculated position.

The whistling sound came to my ears again, and the last sound was so clear, finally the dark world was coming, how would I avoid it, and no matter how I dodged with the last strength, the whole body was critical.

The unique sound pierced through the skin and exhausted the last of his strength, Han Xian's sharp arrow penetrated through his neck, and it was not revealed, not that Han Xian didn't want to nail the prey in front of him to the ground beautifully, but that he himself was doubting whether he had the strength to jump to the next branch.

With the sharp arrow, the world was completely darkened, in fact, I would have died a long time ago.

Han Xian completely felt that he didn't even have the strength to go down the tree, and his legs and hands shook slightly.

The strength was finally exhausted, and the strength of the bow could not be grasped, and it fell to the ground with a clang.

It's also very comfortable on this tree, and I really want to sleep on it. But instinct told him that now was not the time to be comfortable, and that he could only feel at ease by holding it in his hands.

Struggling with the last of his strength, his trembling fingers could not grasp the trunk of the tree, and he slid to the ground.

If Han Li was here, he would definitely say, "Brother Xian fell from a tree. ”

It's strange, my fingers don't feel warm at all, and even if they die, they won't cool so quickly, hehe. Looks like I still have the strength to think of this.

Drew out a bow and arrow, this thing has never been done in Yunjiaao, but it will still be able to get it out.

Holding it in your hand, afraid that it would suddenly break in the palm of your hand.

Carefully wrapped the trophy and put it in his arms, as if he were carrying two eggs in his arms.

Didn't I hide it well enough, how did it find me. Han Xian's brain can finally return to the normal track, and the hideous smile makes the current Han Xian shudder.

How could you find me, I hid it so well. Han Xian couldn't find fault with himself. The Sambers are right, prey is very shrewd, and now only this explanation works.

Thinking of Shanbo, my heartbeat began to speed up again, why am I still staying here, the smell of blood should have drifted out for a long time.

Thinking of this, although my strength was exhausted, I told myself over and over again in my heart to leave, to leave. No matter how weak you are, you have to leave this scene.

Han Xian walked forward step by step, and he didn't know how long he had been walking, and several times he felt far enough to stop and eat something, but instinctively, his legs still moved forward.

A small stream appeared in front of him, and the stream took away Han Xian's last instinct.

Like mud, slumped to the ground.

He picked up the jerky and put it in his mouth and chewed it. The delicacy is a little hard to swallow now, and with this clear water, the stomach can be regarded as receiving the coveted thing.

The eyes slowly closed, and it was all black. In the dream, there was darkness outside the dream.

The wind has always been selfless, and if Han Xian is perfected, it will also be fulfilled by those who are cool-headed.

What Han Xian didn't know was that the blood in his arms had already positioned his position well.

Bai Wan squeezed through the darkness and didn't want to move now. I also don't want to think about whether this position was last time I walked through. Even if you can only stand in it, it can be regarded as rest.

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Oh, God favors you. Brother, don't blame my brother for being ruthless, if it were you, you would do it too. Those who seek wealth are going to kill if they think so.

Looking at Han Xian's head, the cold arrow blade was ready for the final preparations. Just waiting for the bow to be full moon, the bowstring trembled in the air.

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The white expanse in the dream was stirring wildly, and it felt like I was going to be pushed out. What a sound, so familiar, where is its goal.

In approach, closer.

Is the world really going to darken, red blood dancing wildly among the verdant leaves.

The pounding heartbeat startled everything, and I wanted to live.

Instinctively wanting to live, the head is protecting itself, and the palm is waving in front of the statue.

The pain came, the head dodged, the palm greeted, and the sharp arrow passed through the palm and nailed to the trunk of the tree behind him.

It would have been too late to leap, and the man saw that one arrow had not worked, and another arrow followed. Forgetting that there was a cold stream next to it, he rolled over. The deadly cold front was dodged. But it's just the beginning.

Just as the man was stretching his bow and arrows. Han Xianyi struggled out of the water.

Forgetting the familiar whistling sound, he took a vertical step, left the stream, and rolled on the ground, narrowly dodging an arrow.

This will be difficult to solve Han Xianyi with a bow and arrow. The arrow sliced through the tree behind him, and it was clear that the man could not do it.

I finally have a chance to breathe, but now I won't thank the white reminder.

"Brother, why bother, we are all from Yunshan, why do you want to attack me. Han Xian's words trembled a little, it was powerless, not afraid.

The voice dispersed in circles through the jungle, only its own echo, and the man made no reply.

Footsteps came from behind him. Did the man give up the bow? Obviously, yes.

With the sound, Han Xian knew that the long knife was out of its sheath. How could it be, the blood-red eyes of the mountain wolf appeared in his mind again, and the same madness was derived. Hold the hilt, the strength, this power comes from the bottom of the heart.

I was shouting in my heart, and I jumped out with a loud cry in my mouth. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he hurriedly rolled over, afraid that the sharp arrow would give him a chill.

Han Xian didn't think about why that person would give up such an opportunity now. Slowly standing up, his crazy eyes finally met the strange calmness.

The corners of the man's mouth turned up slightly, was it a blow to Han Xian's last confidence? But he was wrong, this would only inspire the courage to fight hard.

Although it was crazy, the long knife in his hand was still so calm, although the blood fell down the hilt drop by drop, when the hands did not tremble. The breath is no longer vain, only deeply solemn.

Of course, Han Xian wouldn't move first, just thinking that hand-to-hand combat could come slower, so that he could have more buffer. But it was clear that the man was not going to give him this time.

Just as Han Xian pounced on the evil wolf, the long knife forward, slashing angrily.

Han Xian didn't have that steel whip-like tail, so he could only dodge sideways. The man slashed into the air, Han Xian's sword light was already startled, and he slashed at his side, and the knife was held without any suspense.

That person's strength was much better than Han Xian's, the chopping was set back, his steps staggered a little, the man's smile became more confident, and he moved with it, without any fancy, and cut it over. Han Xian could only roll on the ground, which was considered to be dodging.

The only thing left in his heart was the prey in front of him, how much strength he couldn't control, his feet flew off the ground, and he slashed towards the target, that person was much more flexible than Han Xian, and he dodged Han Xian's counterattack after a few moves, and before Han Xian stood still, the knife light followed, and Han Xian couldn't dodge at such a close distance, so he had to passively parry.

The strength of the man's hands was so strong that Zhen's arms were a little numb, and although he forgot the pain when he was alive and dead, it was there. Drops of blood fell into the dirt, and he breathed the air fiercely.

The man watched Han Xian's blood drop by drop, as if he remembered something. The footsteps slowly retreated, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

The stupid guy only remembered it now, didn't you teach you, the trapped beast is still fighting. Han Xian knew what he meant, if it was himself, he would have used such a method a long time ago. It's a pity that he's not him, and he doesn't know how to get rid of the role of his prey. I wanted to scream, but I chose to give up, and my strength was wasted on it.

The man looked quietly as if he had forgotten to kill Han Xian, more like he was admiring his prey.

Han Xian's mind was stirring wildly, looking for a glimmer of life, the mountain wolf appeared in front of him again, since he was holding a knife in his hand, why didn't I turn around and run away, the wolf didn't have a bow so let me fish and meat, I have it, as long as I have the opportunity, I will definitely make him regret it.

With a mind in his heart, he moved under his feet, dodged behind the tree, and ran away without stopping.

The man smiled, as Han Xian had done before, and he was finally going to win. The trees are my hunting grounds.

After running a few steps, Han Xian realized that he was wrong, how could his bow be taken down, and how could his arrow be mounted. At the slightest movement, the man's arrows whizzed, life and death wandered, exhausted his bow and arrows, and smiled. I can't stand the drain on my strength, but I can't stop now.

I can only trust my life to the heavens, the long knife has long been discarded, and I don't have the strength to hold it.

The sound of the wind in my ears is conveying something, and I don't have time to experience it now. Yun Jiaao, will you catch my message?

Hehe, it's time, I've had enough fun with you, I don't want to settle down in front of me, and I'm confident that my arrow will definitely penetrate the throat of the prey. Hmph, wind.

Am I going to die, the front is slowly illusory, the bowstring is pulled apart, where can I hide, forget it.

"Mother, don't be afraid"

The grinding sound of the air came, familiar, hehe. There is no pain.

The screams made the illusory world solidify, and instinctively looked back, and the cold cold front fell to the ground. Blood-red eyes, wolf. He didn't have any luck of his own.

I want to laugh, but now is not the time. The pace instinctively accelerated, forgetting the fatigue, and the life-saving benefactor behind him would not be stupid to thank him.

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