She Ji was already furious without any need for encouragement from him. There was a clanging sound, and the snake fangs were blocked by Han Zhang in time. The two monsters looked at each other across the short distance, and it was unclear which one's eyes were more gloomy.
"It's just a child who talks a few words, and you're so cruel to him. Doesn't it mean you don't take his adults seriously?"
"Boss She, it's been five hundred years and you're still going against me. It's hard not to make people think you're doing it deliberately."
"Stop saying those self-righteous words. I'm surprised that when I want to do something, you come out and stop me halfway. Who is in the way of who? Don't you have a clear idea of the six paths of impermanence?"
"Are you just talking too much?" Han Chang bared his teeth and squeezed out an angry growl from between his teeth, "Why does it sound like he has already done something to me?!"
"It's you—!"
Xie Zhe finally came to his senses. Anger, shock, grief, hatred, many emotions collided in his heart, and finally they all rushed towards Fengyun Zhan in his hand, and he waved the sword blade directly at the culprit.
You pushed them down the mountain! It turns out that all of this comes from you! It's all you--
Xie Zhe roared in his heart, but couldn't squeeze out any more sounds. His eyes were red with anger, and his throat was burning, as if it was dry. The moment Fengyun Slash was unsheathed, there was a loud thunder in the sky. He had no choice but to vent his anger on his sword. Each sword reflected the light of the snow, shining white like furious thunder.
Although Xiao Liwu was quick and agile, Xie Zhe kept pursuing him, and the tip of his sword repeatedly brushed against the hem of his clothes. The child was holding his broken arm, somewhat embarrassed, and couldn't help but screamed in anger, yelling at him for being so arrogant. It was obvious that those two silly girls accidentally ran to the edge of the cliff. How could they rely on him to push them? He did push, but they were pushed because they didn't stand firm!
After scolding Xie Zhe, he scolded She Ji for being a loser. If one of his blind eyes couldn't see that he was driven into this state, he would have crushed the other eyeball as well. It would be of no use anyway. After saying this, he jumped up suddenly. Xie Zhe wanted to chase him again, but was stopped by She Ji in front.
"Chasing and beating an injured child is not a skill."
Soon, he no longer had time to talk. New and old grudges were superimposed. Xie Zhe turned his sword and cooperated with Han Shang to pour his anger on the enemy.
The little bird crawled and hid to the side. Looking at the chaos here, he stamped his feet and angrily scolded She Ji for being useless. Since he couldn't be beaten, there was no need to grow his arms and legs. If he chopped it up and threw it on the ground to squirm, it would be considered a snake. The original identity of the demon... He was just panting and screaming, saying all the ugly things out loud. Rather than being angry, he was probably venting his nervousness.
Ye Xuici was standing not far from him. She had no intention of intervening. Instead, she looked at the boy who seemed inhuman and secretly speculated in her heart. The other people were focused on the battle, but she could clearly see that the child's broken arm was growing rapidly. At first it was thin and thin, like a spider's limbs, which were quite terrifying; but it moved at an alarmingly fast speed, and in a short time, the prototype of a new arm had been formed. Such healing ability is certainly not possessed by humans, but more like that of certain monsters. It was not that she didn't know anything about people turning into monsters. On the contrary, she knew a lot and had a vague premonition about it.
Could this child...
Naturally, She Ji heard all the harsh words the children scolded. He frowned secretly, not because he was scolded badly, but because these two people were really not easy to deal with, and the weapons were not extraordinary objects, so even he found it particularly difficult. Especially Han Zhang's sword, like a red-hot iron, brought up bursts of hot wind, melting the ice and snow wherever it passed. She Ji had to be extra careful, not only to be wary of the opponents in front of him, but also to watch his steps to avoid losing his footing and causing fatal flaws.
Two fists were no match for four hands. After a while, She Ji's brows furrowed and tightened, and he began to hesitate from left to right. On the other hand, Xie Che and Han Zhang, encouraged by their anger and the good situation, became more and more courageous as they fought. Xie Zhe's anger did not subside, but his vision and mind became calmer and clearer. Finally, he spotted an opening, and Feng Yunzhan mercilessly stabbed She Ji with his sword.
This sword was inevitable, and She Ji was prepared to be injured. However, there was suddenly a strange sound in the air split by Fengyun Zhan.
Something invisible stopped the blade. Xie Zhe's hand was forced to stop. He was a little disbelieving and put more force in his hand. It seemed like some kind of strong thread was blocking Fengyun Zhan, and even this divine weapon couldn't cut it off.
He saw a look of shock similar to his own on She Ji's face. The two of them turned their heads in unison and saw that Xiao Liuwu on the other side had straightened up and was flexing his fingers, apparently manipulating the spell cast here. Such a posture was like a spider manipulating its own web, which made She Ji stunned for a moment, with a look of disbelief on his face.
The next moment, flames rolled in.
The flames danced fiercely, licking and devouring the threads. Their master followed closely behind, Han Sheng seemed to be awakened, and he rushed towards the initiator of the tragedy with his sword in hand, the light of the sword and the light of the fire intertwined and flickered. The snow falling all around was almost melted away by the intense heat, revealing a large area of bare land underneath.
However, the pursued subject remained unharmed. With the new arms, Xiao Liuwu was much more capable than before. Although it was difficult to fight back, he kept dodging Han Shang's attacks. Not only that, he still had the energy to say mocking words:
"It's really ugly. You are indeed a stinking vixen! No matter how human-like you are, you are not an ugly monster. How can you still have the nerve to fight against injustices caused by humans?"
Han Chang's eyes turned red with anger at this arrogant attitude, and he struck out with his sword, but it fell on the mottled ground again, leaving long scratches. At this moment, he heard another voice calling him urgently.
"Brother, brother!"
He was slightly stunned, the sword in his hand slowed down, and his rationality burned by anger began to return. After a while, Wenying chased him from behind, eagerly grabbed his hand, patted his back, and whispered to him to calm down. Han Shan came back to his senses. From her eyes, he noticed something was wrong with him. When he reached out and touched his face, he felt something furry on his palm. The lips were also a little tingling. He touched them and saw long, sharp fangs.
No wonder the little monster cursed those words.
Wenying held his hand and looked at him worriedly. Han Chang waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, adjusting his face. In the brief darkness in front of him, he suddenly remembered that he had shown such a miserable look in front of Ling Huan before. Maybe like Wenying, she didn't like it either... But, just like Wenying, her concern for herself overwhelmed everything else, so that instead of avoiding it, she was comforting herself.
Han Chang sighed painfully in his heart. Such a kind-hearted girl was severely injured physically and mentally because of a slight push from a vicious kid. He naturally understood that there was no point in simply venting his anger, but how could he suppress it?
In the blind corner of his sight, the kid was staring at the person who made him embarrassed with a fierce gaze, secretly accumulating strength in his hand. Xiao Lianwu also couldn't hold his breath. He was the only one who made others suffer. If anyone wronged him, he would pay back the favor doubled.
The ever-changing situation did not allow him to do anything else.
A sudden burst of sharp air suddenly approached quickly, the child staggered, and the accumulated spells dissipated in his hands. He raised his head in annoyance, but opened his mouth in surprise.
The snow-white Tengu suddenly fluttered its wings, bathed in the brilliant skylight of the snow-capped mountains, jumped up, and struck from the air again. As soon as it landed, it flapped its wings greatly, whipping up gusts of wind mixed with snow, forcing the fighting people to separate.
Xie Zhe wiped his face vigorously and walked to Han Zhang's side. The white foam that followed came closer, caring about Han Zhang who had just appeared strange. On the other side, Xiao Liwu also stumbled to She Jiu's side. She Ji hugged him behind her, raised her head and glared at the man riding the snow dog.
"Have you had enough fighting?"
Lord Shuangyue said "you", but stared at She Ji coldly. The latter snorted unintelligibly, not intending to argue with her.
He turned his attention to another person who appeared, another person who came with several girls. That person - that Fu Sangshen, She Ji couldn't say how familiar he was, but he actually knew him.
Yun Waijing's fusangshen, Xiao.
Xiao was calm and composed, ignoring She Ji's gaze as if it was nothing. He walked near a few people, and the tengu walked with him, sniffing the ground. After a while, it stepped on one of its front paws, arched the tip of its nose into the ground, and let out a low and soft whine. Following its move, Akatsuki walked up to it, bent down, and picked up a small fragment from the black soil.
"Thank you."
He said kindly, stroking the Tengu's huge beak and patting away a little dirt on its white fur. Then, he raised his hand and looked at the fragments in his hand against the light. Several people looked at it one after another, and before they saw it clearly, they already had guesses in their minds.
This is the fragment of Yun Waijing that was just held by Xiao Liwu. Before that, it came from…
Xiao turned his attention to Ye Xuici. After a brief silence, Ye Xuici moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something. Before she actually did this, Xiao had already sighed:
"You have also become that monster's pawn..."
Ye Xuici frowned, such words were not what she expected.
"What do you mean?"
Xiao didn't answer her. He looked around and said clearly and forcefully:
"Stop it all. You all came here for similar purposes, not for disputes. I can fulfill your wishes, provided that you don't cause any more trouble before or after this. As long as you can tell me , what exactly do you want?"
"I will return this fragment to you." He said to Ye Xuici, "It was reincarnated with others and is no longer a part of me. However, I still have the ability to borrow it as a medium to You see what you need.”
"What?" Ye Xuici still didn't understand.
"I mean...in order to calm down your unnecessary fight, I borrow this fragment to fulfill the wishes of every friend here. As the saying goes, everyone who comes is a guest."
No one knows what medicine he sells in his gourd.
