Shadow?

Seeing dangerous grasses in the water is like a reflection of the world. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

People think that they fall into the water, and what they see cannot be called a reflection, but they should understand it as a kind of water curtain, peeking into the world behind this thin veil in a hazy way.

"Heh~~. ”

In the water, the lips are red and the teeth are white.

This powerless fall into the water, Han Xian can still laugh out loud?

What does that mean?

Of course, this is for the sake of seeing with my own eyes, what I see, and the ripples of water in my eyes are like the world I see is experiencing wind and rain.

Why is laughter, of course laughter is the ghost place of 'Qi' is shattering.

"Hehe~~. ”

This laugh is so weak, this laugh is empty after self-deprecation, once shouted to himself, 'dare to fight,' as he wished, those who can fight, come."

They came very quickly.

But they didn't come out of nowhere.

Because Han Xian himself was fully prepared, his eyes were open to see, and Dao Li was also prepared to burn calmly in the star map.

This battle is exactly what I want.

The result?

Everybody knows it in the middle of the day.

In this battle, he lost too suddenly, Han Xian hid in the water and sobbled to comfort himself, everything knew that this suddenness seemed to be ironclad for granted.

In an instant, in an instant, Han Xian had nothing left, nothing left.

The body didn't even feel the pain, and it was pecked by the fire-colored bird.

At one time, without even feeling the pain, he was knocked into the air by a unicorn and stepped into mud.

There was not even a hint of feeling in this battle.

In this battle, Han Xian only knew that he had laughed, and after laughing, there was nothing before the word 'powerless' could come to his mind.

If you don't have yourself, you will become mud.

If you don't have yourself, you become air.

"Hehe~~. ”

Laughter is the smile of the human face in the water, and Han Xian, who comforts him with the ripples he sees in front of him, is already getting more and more comfortable, comfortable in the water.

This comfort is to laugh at the changes of life and death.

In my head, I muttered, 'It's someone else's change, and nothing has changed in myself.'" ’

This is true, and it is exactly what it is.

People are in the water, they are always in the water, and the calm water surface that is wrinkled by the wind is not even a bubble that Han Xian is alarmed, and those eyes are smiling at the world after the spring water wrinkles.

In my eyes, the unreachable cliff slope is falling.

It is even more disintegrating, what is the cause of this disintegration, in the eyes of Han Xian's eyes hidden in the water, all this is blown by the wind, when it is a fierce wind blowing up, blowing away the damn world of 'Qi'.

It's true?

Of course, Han Xian wants to tell the truth, and he is telling the truth, but is this really the case?

It is true that the world is disintegrating, but this is just the world reflected in the water disintegrating, as for the fierce wind of destruction that Han Xian felt through the water, it was precisely the absolute sadness in the absolute ridiculousness.

Wind. Blowing a pool of spring water.

Why is this pool of water buried in the cover wrinkled, this is not because of the wind, there is no trace of wind in this warm world at all, and the wrinkles of this water are completely because Han Xian's body is collapsing.

A trace of figure emerged from the flesh.

They're on the run.

This escape continued in front of Han Xian's eyes, but these eyes were still watching the fire from the other side, and this face was still laughing at himself in the view on the wall.

"Hehe~~. ”

It's a good laugh.

The smile now is so bright, because Han Xian's eyes that are seeing it find that the world is completely collapsed, and every minute of darkness is condensing and devouring the ground.

Of course, that's what you see in the water.

The reality is that this point of blackness is dragging Han Xian into the abyss of 'death'.

The eyes are still watching, and the eyes are feeling the darkness of this world.

"Heh~~. ”

Laugh or laugh.

At this moment, Han Xian's eyes smiled, and he saw that this world had completely fallen into darkness, and the schadenfreude in his eyes at this moment was saying: 'This world has not only fallen into darkness, but this darkness is still exuding a trace of coldness. ’

The smile on Han Xian's face was not saying again, 'Even he, a person hiding in the water, feels that the cold from outside the water surface is cold, and this cold will definitely freeze those fire-colored birds to death, and even freeze those unicorns. ’

"Heh~~. ”

Joke, this joke is telling a beautiful joke to the world.

Han Xian's face was smiling.

But now, this smile is slowly solidifying.

Why?

Could it be because in his imagination, the eternal cold that froze through the fire-colored bird and the frozen unicorn had already broken through this layer of water and froze the gloating man hiding in the water.

'Huh~. ’

Will Han Xian be frozen or frozen?

"In the water~~~?"

Sound/

This is the sound of a throat trembling, and the black water surface of the ancient well was actually startled by this sound A bubble, of course, the bubble caused by this sound was sent by Han Xian.

This is a question.

Is this question a kind of enlightenment?

Is this the realization that Han Xian made in the cold in the frozen bones and frozen body?

"Heh~~. ”

Laughing again, this laughter is also alarming the dark waters, people can deceive, people can deceive themselves, when asking, how long can the word deception work, and how far can it go?

Short is near.

In the blink of an eye, this deception was dissipated by the cold, and people's eyes were open.

Lie to yourself that the world is crumbling and crumbling, lie to yourself that the world is falling into darkness, and even lie to yourself that this world is full of snow and cold, and freeze to death those who have killed themselves.

"Hehe~~. ”

Man is deceived in water.

The deception can no longer be contained.

What I clearly feel is that my body is shattered in the wind and rain, I clearly feel that although my eyes are open, the darkness is indeed dragging me into the abyss little by little, and I clearly feel the coldness of this water, which steals all the temperature.

Everything.

Darkness is still coming.

The cold still arrived.

The word 'deception' is just writing Han Xian's powerlessness, his own inability to retain, and his inability to resist in the perfect death done by 'Qi'.

Man ushered in darkness in the water.

Man sank into the ice in the water.

Darkness wraps around the ice.

This time, no one was spared, and all the bodies and souls fell into the black, all wrapped in ice, but the only difference was that Han Xian's body, which had sunk to the bottom of the water, did not move at all, but the soul in the darkness could indeed tremble slightly.

"That's it?"

Ask.

Asked ever.

The voice was chilling, and he was once eager to set sail for a new destiny.

What now?

Kai is arranging its own present, and it arranges itself to die in the cold.

However, I can proudly say that I have already set out, and now I am trembling because of the wrong course of the little ship of fate.

Is this mistake leading you to overturn and fall, and to smash into a cold sea of darkness?

It's in.

It is after the departure and falls.

This seems to be true.

And can this become Han Xian's pride, and can this become the source of trembling power for Han Xian to grit his teeth?

What is the difference between falling and not being able to stand up in the dark ocean and not setting sail?

There is a sad difference between the terrible similarities of the two, and the terrible sameness.

The difference is that I can boast to others, 'I once tried to climb a distance and fell to my death.'" ’

"Heh~~. ”

The trembling souls were laughing, and they were all 'dead,' except that one starved to death after getting old, and the other froze to death after trying.

It sounds, it seems, the latter is so great.

But the main ending has not been changed, so what is there to brag about all this, and what is there to be proud of all this?

It's all 'dead'.

The body is silent under the water.

This silence is waiting for the trembling teeth of the soul, quiet, as long as he stops, then everything can return to dust, and Han Xian's name can be changed to hell to make a sound.

"Whew, is it really the only way to do it?"

The upper and lower teeth tapped and asked, this question is that the upper and lower teeth don't want to stop, they don't want to die, Han Xian doesn't want to die, it's very good in the world, I don't go to hell.

Hell never has a merciful face, it has no merciful face.

In its eyes, it never had to invite anyone, it was always there, thinking about who to catch, those who stopped, the target was too obvious, and the sound of his teeth clattering was a lock-shaped locator.

Here they are.

The Grim Reaper, with its mission to hell, is coming.

"Giggle~~~. ”

In the darkness, Han Xian's soul face showed a grim and stubborn color, and he was hearing, and from the sound of his teeth chattering, he could hear the slight footsteps of the god of death approaching.

"Can't stop. ”

Silky soft.

There was a sense of familiarity in the abrupt darkness, and this familiarity was even more warm with a hint of warmth.

The voice sounded, whose voice was it.

Han Xian didn't know, he couldn't care about these things at this moment, the only thing he could know was that he heard it, he heard this call.

"Can't stop. ”

The voice seemed to come from afar, it seemed to be a urging, and although this warmth could not stop the teeth of his soul from trembling, his body was indeed standing up trembling in the cold.

"Death is coming, and you can't stop. ”

This sound did not come from afar, this sound was the words of Han Xian who gritted his cold teeth and moved, this was a spur to himself.

Man stands up for the movement of his feet.

Moved, lifted

This lift fell effortlessly, and the trembling tilt of the body automatically landed the raised footsteps on the ground, trembling and slow.

But who can say that this does not mean moving forward.

It's a way forward.

This should be more of a strong roar and a strong forward.

Maybe the Grim Reaper of Hell had been waiting by Han Xian's side for a long time, and at this moment, he should have watched with interest as Han Xian's footsteps lifted up, and then fell down in the tilt of his body.

This interest is good patience.

He was witnessing Han Xian's advance.

It has set sail, the new life has set sail, this is a new, any new one begins in the dark, and any new one is not built from the ruins.

The feet did not stop.

I don't know how long I have been shuttling in the darkness without stopping, and how far I have shuttled? The darkness in all directions is monotonous and absolute, as if I have never moved.

It's like.

This is done by the darkness and the god of death behind Han Xian, like.

Himself, Han Xian, who is moving forward at the moment, has never done 'like,' from the moment he set sail in the darkness, he firmly believed in the footsteps, and he firmly believed in the direction.

Forward is a step to lift and move forward.

"Heh~~. ”

"How long?"

Whose laugh is this, whose question is this.

This is not Han Xian's laughter, nor is it Han Xian's question.

This laughter came from the mouth of the shadow of the god of death, and this question was also made by him, and he laughed, and this laughter is a confirmation of the color of 'enlightenment'.

This confirmation is that he is sleepy, and he is discouraged after a long time.

Immaculately, always.

To live in this place can only be a flawless new life.