I don't want to do it, you do it, I dare not be interested, you do, I dare to be interested, I watch you do it, I teach you to do what I want to do, although you may be able to do it better than me, but you listen to what I speak, and you must look at me seriously when I speak.

Yes, what do I say, you nod.

Yes, I laughed, and you laughed.

Yes, I sighed, and you sighed.

Yes, that's it, good performance.

"Hehe~~!"

Joke ha.

But it's not a funny joke.

"Hehe~~!"

With a smile on his face, looking at a pair of blood-red madness, his heart was full of sneers, and he couldn't help but whisper: "With an order, ten thousand people become ghosts, what is this, is it to control life and death, this is power." ”

Mine owners.

Broken seconds for the mine owner, so it is fertile flowing oil.

These barks are miscellaneous soldiers, so they starve into bark.

The owner of the mine is the miscellaneous soldiers, and the superior is the inferior.

What is a superior person, and the ability to control power is called a superior person.

It can be said that the large waist of the broken second is given by power, otherwise it will naturally not be able to accumulate thick fat if it also works every day.

"Hehe~~!"

And now?

It died, a stripped body.

The superior is unkind, and he deserves such an end.

There is also a superior above the eternal superior, who does not show up, and a mere voice can make those barks who cherish their lives so much not want to die for it, which is of course a symbol of more power.

"Hehe~~!"

With a smile on his face, he smiled at Han Feng coldly, gritted his teeth, and whispered: "Good thing, this is really a good thing, no wonder the eldest brother will be tempted by that position, hehe~~!"

It turns out that you know, but Han Xian, you must still have something you don't know, such as Guan Hanning's heartbeat.

To what extent has he got?

Heart.

With such a smile on your face, are you also impressed?

'Hehe, it seems to be a little oh. ’

Power, above ten thousand people, who is not moved.

Having power means not being alone, and if you do a lot of things alone, even if you have great powers, it will still be a little thin, but with a group of followers, it's different.

Fuxiong flowers.

If you are alone, you will probably be grateful for finding it, but if you have a group of people for you to drive, it will be very different, they can not only collect information, but also help in the competition, it can really be said that there is no harm in everything.

"Hehe~!"

Thinking about it, smiling, and looking like he's having fun.

But Han Xian, have you ever thought about it, being a 'big brother' is not only to have morality, but more importantly, to have money, that broken second is a living example, it picks, its iron rooster does not pull a hair, so after death, its little brother did not even give it a single strand of clothes, and all of them were ransacked.

Don't ask you if Han Xian picks or not, just ask if you have money?

"Hmph~!"

His face was solemn, he snorted coldly in his mouth, and whispered: "If you have power, you have money, if you really don't have money, you will rob the local tyrants, beat the big households, float the autumn wind, and make money everywhere." ”

This one?

It seems to be the same thing.

"Whew~~!"

I still think about it, the damn is in front of me.

The spear swims in the dragon and goes straight to the two ribs to kill.

"Whew~!"

The bark of the trees did not blow in the wind, but it was indeed cold by the wind, and the spears in their hands, which were originally like swimming dragons, were like snakes in the cold wind, and their throats were broken, and the blood flowed for a long time.

Seeing blood, two died.

The body is like a charm, and the shape is like a shadow.

A sneering smile on one face was like a killing god, and in an instant, the barks who were originally lustful and hot and aggressive all swallowed their saliva, and their pale faces did not dare to take a step forward.

Hell.

Falling is fate, falling down means death, even if you have thousands of family wealth, but as long as you are nailed with the symbol of death, then the family wealth is a piercing ridicule.

Spare your life.

Most of the people who love money love their lives.

Don't dare to move, don't dare to move forward, a group of waste, accustomed to the bark of the tail is destined to be difficult to get rid of the label of waste, although there is a greater temptation and immediacy, they are also the scum of the waste.

But there is a difference.

"Roar~!"

The roar, the gray body, the black shadow, the stench of corruption exudes the stench of corruption, like the sorrow brought out of the grave, and it is not by chance that they crawl out of the grave.

A pit and a body.

Isn't that pit a tomb?

Tiao Tiao is holding his own thing, the hammer that was used to open the mountain, now it is going to become a knife to kill, kill, they seem to have a deep hatred with themselves in the sea of blood in ten directions, blood red eyes, kill, miserable white teeth, kill.

Freedom.

I've been imprisoned for so long, it's better to live than to die, but I'm very afraid of death, so I've been surviving until now, and now I finally have a chance, so grasp it.

Kill.

Kill this guy in front of you, and we'll be free.

"Whew~!"

Breathing, seeing this, suddenly his face was a little gloomy, there is no doubt that these lives at the bottom of the well will not be afraid of death, it is not an exaggeration to say that they have died once, now listening to the ethereal words, it seems that there is a chance to live again, so naturally they will not give up easily.

Hammer, hammer, hammer.

There were so many hammers, in the blink of an eye, that I was almost drowning in a sea of hammers, which were used to smash stones.

With a hammer, smash stones.

They have been immersed in this way for many years, and they are all good hands, and they know at what angle and with what care they need not to let the flying stones run away, and they save their strength and do not hurt themselves.

I was stoned.

How good this is, if it is hit, then it will become a powder in minutes.

"Heh~~!"

Because the stone can't move, it becomes powder, and I'm born with two flexible legs, so I can apply oil to the soles of my feet.

Listen to the wind.

Wander between the crevices.

The shadow is with him, the body is hidden with a knife, and everywhere he goes, the fishy wind continues.

Although you are pitiful, and I, Han Xian, have also felt your pity, the endless labor trapped in the darkness at the bottom of the well is not pitiful and what is it.

But I can't be sympathetic.

Because you want to kill me, then it makes sense for me to kill you.

The knife is not connected to the hammer, walking ghosts, picking the weakest palm of the hand, cutting the meridians, the black arm is cut, and the red blood is surging, impacting the thick dirt.

Is it clean?

Fell, after crazy hysteria, this exhausted life, finally fell.

One body, the blood was drained, and he fell.

Nijo, whose blood was drained, collapsed.

Three of a kind....

There will be a fourth, because there are always lifeless pounces, they pick up the hammer, and they keep rushing forward, no matter how tragic the death of the fallen life in front of them is, or the throat is cut, or the heart is pierced, or the head is cold from the body, the blood-stained black faces do not retreat a point, but because of the heat of the blood, they become as mad as the devil, howling and just moving forward.

Freedom.

Kill you Han Xian, and he will be free.

The face of the palm at the bottom of the well is better than death.

And now that you finally have a chance to get out, you must catch it, although it is more likely that you will die under the knife of death, but this can't be understood as a relief.

You can't kill him, what you get is that life is better than death.

In this case, it is not too bad to borrow his hand but this life is worse than death.

"Whew~!"

The smell is thick, the expression is full of coldness, dodging and taking, and acting like a ghost, but after all, it is not a body method coerced by Dao power, there is a limit.

After being built into an iron pass by the hammer, the space to dodge and take it is getting smaller and smaller.

The mouth breathed, the mouth breathed heavily, and the heart knew very well that if it went on like this, the way of life and death would basically become a fact here.

Of course not.

"Hmph~!"

With a cold snort in his mouth, his body was tilted sideways, and a hammer grazed his chest and smashed down, whirring and windy, it was really hard, it almost used all the strength of milk, of course it wanted to hit itself with this hammer, but He Nai did fall into the air in the end.

Too hard.

The blow was so hard that it almost stumbled to the ground.

Chances.

It's a chance to get out.

With the help of this bone, his feet suddenly exerted force, and he also used the strength of breastfeeding, jumped straight up, and stepped on the backbone of this unlucky ghost.

It lay down and felt the coldness of the hammer.

I flew out, and the sea and the sky were wide from now on.

The fallen, in a hammer blow that had no time to put away and was full of resentment, became a blur of flesh and blood, wrapped in white bones, and turned into blood-colored powder.

In the blink of an eye, there was not even a scum left.

And what about jumping out?

"Wow, scared me to death, it's a shame that I escaped quickly, otherwise ....."

I was so scared that I was lucky enough to pick up a life, how could I dare to stay, how could I give this group of crazy people a chance to close the iron wall, my feet flashed non-stop, and I rushed out of the mountain.

Ran, with a back, is about to run.

"Leave him. ”

Empty roar.

"You shit, leave him for me. ”

What's the use of yelling?

The roar is ringing, and those timid barks don't dare to take a step, they are afraid, they are afraid to die, at this moment they can be said to be secretly glad that they did not rush up stupidly to die.

Glory and wealth are good, but what is the use of enjoying them without life.

So it's safest to stand.

Safe?

Will the guy who has never shown up and howled all the time watch you stand here so safely and cold?

Roaring garbage, roaring are you?

"You guys~!"

The sound was like thunder, and it exploded directly on the top of the head of the numb and happy bark, and instantly frightened their necks and shrunk, and the angry voice in the air sounded again: "You waste, do you want to die, if you want to, I will definitely do it, if you still stand like this, I will definitely kill you alive." ”

Say?

The existence of talking, you haven't even shown your face, do you want to scare people?

It's ridiculous.

Really, does the bark face have a smile?

Their numb expressions didn't smile at all, they looked at each other, and they saw the same fear in the other pair of eyes as they did themselves.

Afraid.

Listening to the howl, they instinctively fear.

They swallowed the spit, drove the fear out of it, and rushed up.

"Heh~!"

Sneered, you're just chasing, you're just looking at my back to catch up, I, Han Xian, have already gone out of the mountain, do you still dare to chase?

You have come to die.