"Strange, strange—ah! Xuan Zhongshi is dead! Suddenly killed! The house collapsed......"

"Mentally retarded."

In the chaos and "liveliness" that Fan Shunxin obviously deliberately created, when the crazy collapse and noise had almost disappeared, he could hear a sentence from Xuan Zhongshi.

But now, that Fan Shunxin is also really good to Xuan Zhongshi, and his voice is also ridiculous, but it is very high.

"God, then I have become the target of everyone......

It's like a scream that can draw anyone who hears it to themselves......

This is the stars holding the moon, which must cause some embarrassing feelings, and even in front of his eyes, there is no place to rest.

There is no corner in the world where he can inhabit.

A touch of thick shade sprinkled down, and the cold suddenly appeared.

The world in front of him, because of Fan Shunxin's crazy voice, became more and more cloudy.

The cries for help, the cries.

At this moment, Fan Shunxin's voice and voice are extremely exaggerated.

That's enough to shake the whole world.

Strange phantoms, soot is piling up, and at this moment, they have become the ultimate harmful thing.

Xuan Zhongshi did not dare to come out, and for a while, he also admired his timidity.

"Let's go, when he runs away, I'll go."

He hurriedly persuaded himself.

At this moment, Fan Shunxin's body was stunned and froze in place.

"Like, he's not dead yet? How can it be! ”

This Fan Shunxin, as if questioning something, didn't the wall collapse completely?

It's best to be "dead" yourself.

Because, they can all not worry about themselves, as for Shen Liuqing, she is also dead.

"I'm tired anyway, so I might as well rest. No matter what, he won't kill himself. ”

His voice was so sane.

And now, with that expression of meaning, his voice is so clear.

"What? How could he do that? This is paradoxical! ”

It's bizarre, too, for a simple reason --

Wasn't he just a false merciful?

And now, he still has to catch up on sleep?

Do you think that you are really not dead?

This style of painting is really strange.

Unconsciously, in the heart of Xuan Zhongshi, there was already a headache.

Why is this man so unreliable?

He looked through the shadowy green leaves and looked at the blur in front of him, and his expression was extremely solemn.

Fan Shunxin's body is also like a monkey, climbing trees frantically here.

It is still a relatively short cherry tree, Fan Shunxin has already picked all the cherries on it, and now, this tree has become his shelter.

I don't know how he is familiar with the environment, but Fan Shunxin is already sitting on the tree, looking like he is recuperating.

The sound of breathing also became softened, and little by little, it seeped into my heart.

"Whoa--"

At this moment, on the eve of the complete collapse of the world, Xuan Zhongshi was also like a vigorous cheetah, and at this moment, he quickly rushed out of the shelter just now.

He looked like a night owl.

There is no arrogance, no other negative emotions, or pride and complacency - what is happy?

He looked directly at the world in front of him and wanted to sigh.

There is a breath in my heart, and I feel very aggrieved.

There is a sense of vigilance, and it also ripples out from the bottom of my heart.

On the body of Qianque Sword, a fierce spark suddenly appeared.

On the occasion of this parting, Xuan Zhongshi's body soared rapidly.

In the end, the reluctant affection was still the same, and he glanced at the ruins that gradually swept behind him.

It was a scene of devastation, and it looked like a huge scar across the world in front of you.

The galaxy is about to turn and dance with a thousand sails, but in the world, the sounds of one after another begin to sound in a daze.

"It's ...... haunted"

"What a sound, frolicking and laughing, I can't hear it clearly, it's a nightmare."

"What? Can Xuan Zhongshi still die? ”

These voices all came out of their respective corners.

It is the dawn that is broken by how many small voices.

"Say I'm ...... dead"

Now, he didn't know if he should climb over the wall in front of him.

But he was afraid that Fan Shunxin would find out, and then he would babble and provoke even worse effects.

Simply, he could only bite the bullet, follow the winding path in front of him, and go straight.

I don't know how many bends he detoured.

And now, the trees in front of me are verdant, the grass and trees are stacked, and it looks like a sea of green, as if it contains many things that have not been explored in the Xuan Middle Ages.

Anyway, the medicinal fragrance here is full, and I don't know what kind of feng shui treasure it is.

Because of the long-distance attack, because I didn't adapt to it, because just now, Xuan Zhongshi saw the bloody scene of the Qianque Sword......

Instantly, the heart is not very comfortable.

The world in front of me is extremely blurry.

The green color made his imagination come to mind, and his consciousness dissipated like green smoke, like dust, covering the heavens and the earth.

Countless fresh air, appearing from all directions.

It made him seem to inspire courage, at this moment, Xuan Zhongshi's eyes were blurred, and his only remaining consciousness made him carry the Qianque Sword and walk in silence.

The world is still surging and full of vitality.

Inexplicably, he felt that there was a earth-shaking change in front of his eyes, and illusion and reality were intertwined.

I don't know where I am.

It was true that there were trees in front of him, but he imagined that he was in a dense forest, and there was no way out, so he could only survive.

Surrounded by vines and dust, the world was shrouded in the terrible rulers of the countless dense forests at this moment, covered in thick shade, and everything was dark.

"Are you alright......"

A voice, like a feather, wades through the heart.

In the end, it inspired a magical barrier.

"I ...... I'm fine--"

The voice is subtle and elusive.

It's as if his ability to think has been interrupted, and he can only blindly reminisce about the past.

And now, his voice is perfunctory.

As if to declare something.

The world is mysterious, his body is shaking, and at this moment, there is countless emptiness in front of him.

He was in the middle of it, stunned.

I don't know where I am.

Or is it the jungle, or the "temple" in front of you?

Why would he be so hypothetical? Is it because my heart is worried?

His feet, unconsciously, had entered the clearing in front of him.

This is supposed to be a street, and at this moment, because of the dawn, a layer of white light also rises above it, which is particularly bright and dazzling in the gray of various other places.

In front of the Xuan Middle Age, it is the gate of the Xuan Mansion.

He's very sloppy.

At this moment, just holding a sword, Xuan Zhongshi went to the rivers and lakes single-handedly? Dream on!

For others, it's unthinkable, they can't do it.

But he can do it.

In front of you is a straight road, as if leading to the future.

The feeling of coldness that came from the dew had long since disappeared at this moment.

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