Chapter 15; Lonely Han Bai

The place of trial, in the mysterious canyon, a hidden space, two gray-haired old people, the space in front of them is distorted and scenes emerge, which is Han Bai and Zhang Ziyang's action against themselves.

Outside, Han Bai and Zhang Ziyang's two difficult brothers and their obsessions in their hearts were shocking, but the two gray-haired old men burst out with interest and burst out a few cheers from time to time. They are the two old men who are the hidden masters of Kaiyuan College. They were born in the place of trial and were sent here to suppress them. Ming Lei Jinwu.

"Dream, it seems that these two kids are still a little tender. Some punishments have passed. Let them go."

The speaker is a strong old man. Although his hair is white, he is very heroic, with three feet of long beard and white clothes, reflecting eight feet of height, which is quite like immortality.

"Haha, how dare you bet with me?" The old man standing beside the divine punishment laughed and replied. Surprisingly, his voice was not in that kind of old and vicissitudes tone, with a faint childishness, like a baby voice. What's more horrible is the man's appearance. Although his hair is full of hair and his bones are short, his face is round and red, since he is a cute baby face.

"Okay, what to bet?" Perhaps after staying in this trial place for too long, God asked hurriedly when he heard the bet. The dream "weird man" stretched out his finger to Han Bai, who was being beaten by the split on the screen, and said, "I bet they can get through this and ask me the trial!"

"Absolutely impossible, like them, one dares not face his inner wounds. A person who is not firm enough to believe in his road to the strong can't break through his own barrier in any case. God's punishment said firmly that the dream was just a faint smile, and the childish face wore an old-fashioned smile, giving people a very strange illusion.

"Do you dare to take this bet?"

"I'll take it. If you lose, I want you to spend a lot of time." He licked his lips childishly, and God's punishment was eager to say. Mengmei smiled faintly and said, "Then you lost?"

"Three thunder beads, half of my family." God's punishment replied with a good heart. OK, deal!" Mengmei responded happily, turned her head and continued to look at Han Bai in the picture, and the corners of her mouth inadvertently raised high.

...

In the mysterious canyon, Zhang Ziyang, the split, rushed to Zhang Ziyang and raised his fist. He flashed sideways, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes. Zhang Ziyang's body surged to prepare to cut off his split neck, but he could stop at an inch away, and his face was hesitant.

Zhang Ziyang turned his head and said with an evil smile, "Cut it, cut it down, cut it down, I will die, and you will also pay for my life, hahaha..." After saying that, Zhang Ziyang hit Zhang Ziyang's lower abdomen with his elbow, and his body bent like a shrimp. He took advantage of a fierce upper hook and hit Zhang Ziyang's jaw again. In this way, the simplest and roughest beating contained the destructive and corrosion of the body. Zhang Ziyang's seven holes were bleeding, his eyes were empty, and his expression was trance. Finally, with a bang, he fell straight to the ground and twitched all over his body.

"Haha, the corpse demon, the corpse demon, invincible, invincible, the courage of ghosts and gods, has not been trampled under my feet."

As fast as the wind, Zhang Ziyang clenched his split throat in one hand, and the other hand seemed to be a run-out wild horse, rushing like fire on his split lower abdomen. Pain, severe pain, sprinting Zhang Ziyang's nerves, the more painful it hurts, the crazier he is, the more painful it is, and the fighting spirit in his chest is furious.

"I, Zhang Ziyang, the remnant of the corpse demon, and Zhang Ziyang, bear the unyielding souls of 300 warriors. I, Zhang Ziyang, kill the sky and the earth, with my blood, in my name, he vowed to kill back the evil star, take back the supreme glory of my corpse demon family, and vowed to let all creatures know that my corpse demon family, I Zhang Ziyang, heaven and earth are proud!!! "

A whip leg

It was covered with Zhang Ziyang's whole body's corpse power, and the unyielding roar of 300 corpse warriors was placed on it. There was the immortal glory of the corpse demon family on it, which was fiercely pumped to Zhang Ziyang's waist.

Bum~

The mirror disappeared, and Zhang Ziyang roared unwillingly, and his body turned into fragments dancing in the wind and disappeared into the air.

...

Zhang Ziyang was injured by Guo Qing's little sister, which finally stimulated the fighting spirit and defeated his own illusion, while the situation on Han Bai's side is still precarious, on the line of life and death.

Fake Han Bai is different from fake Zhang Ziyang. He is the heart demon of Han Bai. He is the heart demon of Han Bai's persistence with some people and some people escape from emotions.

When the cockroach Xiaoming's huge vitality continuously injected into Han Bai's body and restored his whole body functions at an incredible speed, Han Bai finally climbed up again, his eyes like an injured beast, staring at the high "Sima Qingqiu".

"Waste!"

After saying a cold sentence, the fake Sima Qingqiu turned into Fang Wanqing's graceful figure, stirring the lollipop in his hand, looking at Han Bai with a smile, and continuing to change into Shen Bingyan with a resentful face, with a weak and faint resentment in her eyes.

"Han Bai, I like you. I hope I can marry you."

"Han Bai, I hate you. What did you say at the beginning? You said you wanted to be nice to me. Why? Why did you fall in love with Fang Wanqing? Which one is better than me?"

"The humble ant is ridiculous, challenging our horse's hatred. It's really ridiculous!"

All kinds of shouts resounded in his ears, and Han Bai had a split headache. There were feelings that he cared about, what he guarded all his life, and what he surpassed all his life. These are all the feelings that Han Bai hides in his heart and doesn't want to touch.

"Can I really surpass Sima's hatred? He is a water demon, one of the twelve strong human beings, and a master of the Holy Land. He is frozen thousands of miles away and dominates the world. No one dares to provoke majesty. Han Bai's eyes became extremely confused and muttered to himself. Wanqing, I really love you so much. What is the most precious thing in the world? Can't get it? Lost? No! For me, the most precious thing is the bits and pieces that have been with you. Han Bai said that his eyes suddenly showed deep affection. When facing Shen Bingyan, a spring water in his eyes turned into an boundless sea of bitterness "Bingyan, Bingyan, Bingyan..."

Love and hate are intertwined, self-esteem and humble torture each other. Han Bai stays in place at this moment. Although his body exudes life fluctuations, he lacks soul, a soulless person.

In the sea, because at this time, Han Bai's heart was wrapped in a layer of haze, causing the whole sea of knowledge to become extremely dark.

A figure, which is unique in the sea of knowledge, sits there silently with his knees in his arms, trembling all over.

This is the real Han Bai, who once had no friends, no relatives, nothing, and denied everything.

Lonely back, speechless choking, teeth trembling, faintly audibility.

"I don't want to lose..."