After becoming friends, I never treat others honestly and honestly.

It seems that the sound and smile are still in front of us.
But people have been buried in the ruins of heaven, and they can do it even if they want to harvest him.
Unquenchable sadness flooded my heart as if I were alone. Sun Hao was also crying sadly, "Ah …"
Chapter nine hundred and twenty-three Small fire outbursts
I don’t know heroes until I’m buried in the Heaven Market.
Only when monks really enter the burial ground can they deeply understand the true meaning of heroes.
The sword was forged to save Dujiu, and Guanghua destroyed a large number of nail lice teams and won a breathing space.
No matter what other people’s minds are in the team, two friends, Sun Hao and Du Jiu, are sad in tears in their eyes at this moment.
A sword is full of hatred and heroic courage; A husband doesn’t shed tears or live or die.
Feeling Sun Hao’s sadness, Xiao Huo carefully said, "I was wrong."
The war resumed, and Sun Hao rushed forward with the war, but he didn’t speak.
See Corleone ignored his small fire sound has burst into tears "I know that if I hadn’t stopped a louse Dujiu, I wouldn’t have saved Brother Baiforging, I wouldn’t have saved Dujiu …"
Sun Hao is still silent
Small fire is right. The heroic death of a sword is inseparable from Sun Hao, who also has deep remorse and regret at this time.
Small fire has cried at this time. "But lice are really disgusting. I look very uncomfortable. Come on, you scold me …"
Corleone sighed at the bottom of my heart and said, "A small fire can’t blame you for blaming me. I’m not ready for the sudden change, but I don’t have much to do with you …"
Small fire began to cry. "But I stopped the nail lice for you when I failed."
Sun Hao sighed again. "Maybe the theory of forging is also the actual situation. He has tried his best. How long can he really stop it? As a result, he expected it."
"Elder brother ….." Little fire sobbed. "I really want to be plain and ordinary. It’s good to accompany my brother and I don’t want to come to the burial day market. Little fire suddenly scares me."
Sun Hao looked a little sternly and said, "I understand your mood, Xiao Huo, and I think there’s nothing wrong with you being so, but Xiao Huo, remember that ordinary and peaceful doesn’t mean that you don’t have responsibility, it doesn’t mean that you lack courage …"
Small fire weeps a lot less "but I … elder brother …"
Sun Haofei quickly said, "In the past, a small fire in the forest had the courage to take responsibility and pull my brother back from the brink of life and death …"
"But then the elder brother can’t move a small fire and there is no way …"
"Now my brother’s situation is not much better than that at that time." Sun Hao said with a heavy tone, "The meridians in the town are damaged by God’s knowledge, and the overall strength is less than half, and it is dangerous to bury a small fire in the Tianxu market. I am now a clay idol crossing the river, but if you continue this state, you might as well just go back to Sumeru to condense the tower. I have to be distracted to take care of you."
A small heart suddenly hitched.
A little trembling, I asked a small fire carefully, "Brother, are you really alive and dead now?"
Sun Haoxin said with a wry smile, "It’s not that you can see that these beetles can devour each other and suddenly strengthen. It’s not just that my whole team doesn’t know how many people can fight the giant forest."
A small fire shook my heart violently.
Sun Hao shoulder to look around to those hateful disgusting nail lice.
A flea is more disgusting than a scene in which a golden thread beetle jumps to a big demon and instantly hatches a beetle, which makes a small fire vomit directly.
but
A small fire and a small heart threaten Sun Hao. Whether it is disgusting or not, the first sense is hateful, and the horse occupies the emotional wind.
At this time, the small fire of nail lice is hateful first and then disgusting.
Look at the waves of huge arrows coming like running water, and the small fire of nail lice has a feeling of biting them hard.
Sun Hao sensed the change in the heart of a small fire and felt a twinge of resistance in his heart.
If possible, Sun Haoshi hopes that Xiaohuo will never bear so much, don’t learn to adapt, and keep his own color.
However, in the present situation, a small fire can be normal, braver and less able to share part of his pressure, even if it is of little help, he will not be distracted to take care of it.
After the fierce battle, I continued to understand the eating habits of the lice, and I was prepared for short-term ranking. Then there was no danger.
However, as the fierce fighting continued, more and more beetles were able to break through the battle and began to attack the monks.
The war situation inevitably develops in a very unfavorable direction.
After observing for four or five days, I saw Sun Hao really struggling to fight the nail lice and helped Sun Hao defend the nail lice several times. After that, Xiao Huo finally realized the seriousness of the problem and began to use his small head to find a way.
After a few days of fierce fighting, Sun Hao, a small fire, said softly in his heart, "I don’t know if it is feasible for me to think of a way."
Sun Hao was a little stunned and then said, "Tell me about it and see if there is one."
Small fire "We can do this and then do this …"
Sun Hao felt in his heart that the method of small fire might really have a good effect, but Sun Hao still asked carefully in his heart, "The feasibility is not small, but small fire, don’t you feel sick?" How dare you swallow it? "
Small fire heart a little color Shirley said, "it’s too hateful to swallow them."
Sun Hao still asked earnestly, "The beetle has an extraordinary ability. Will it hurt you if you swallow them?"
The little fire said quickly, "That won’t be a hiccup at best, and I’m not afraid of hiccups. Everything that is incapacitated is not afraid of him."
Sun Hao "oh" for a while and then said, "In this case, get ready for the small fire and I’ll let Xiangwu cooperate with real people."
The little fire was a little uneasy, but he gritted his teeth and said "good"
Then everyone is a strong-minded generation, even if the way out is far away, even if the battle is getting harder and harder, everyone still tries their best.
Is it that every real person then silently wants to give himself a chance at this time? The burial day market is indeed a place where even heaven can be buried.