Honglian remembers that March and April were her favorite months during her lifetime. At that time, she was still a lady living in a house that she frequently came in and out of. Because her mother loved flowers, her father planted countless flowers and plants in the courtyard.
Every March and April, in their free time, the sisters would sit with their mother in the beautiful spring yard, sipping tea and admiring the flowers. Sometimes the wind blows, and the peach petals float into the small tea cup, and the tea in my hand seems to become more fragrant.
After experiencing that catastrophe, she turned into an innocent soul, and turned into a fierce ghost because of her unwillingness. Later, she met Chang Feng, and from antagonism to falling in love, she realized that there was a destiny, and she no longer blamed others. But since joining the intelligence team, she and Chang Feng have never had a chance to stop and enjoy the spring scenery. After winning this battle, she must ask him to accompany her for a walk around.
She didn't know what kind of tricks the black fox was planning, but she saw the orange fox fire around him burning brighter and brighter under the dark sky, gradually turning into a huge fire ball.
This move of Black Fox is called Wan Yao Fox Technique, which uses fox fire to maximize the expansion of the demonic power in the body, thereby turning itself into an extremely powerful bomb.
The person who uses this move must first have the awareness to die together with his opponent. The Black Fox will not resort to this move unless it is absolutely necessary. But if he loses to the little girl from the intelligence team in front of him, even if he can survive quietly, he may not be able to escape the fate of being punished by Qingyun or exiled from the Fire City. At his age, should he lose everything and start over again
No, he can't wait any longer!
He suddenly released countless fireballs from his body. These fireballs first rotated irregularly around his body several times, and then shot towards Honglian at the same time.
Honglian immediately pushed the two dragon-headed iron whips in her hands toward the middle and twisted them. The two iron whips actually merged into one. Then she stepped back while using her two hands to twist the combined iron whips into a spiral in the air. Rotating just as fast, the black fox's fire ball was bounced in all directions before exploding.
While she was still busy fighting off the incoming fox fire, the black fox had already waited for the opportunity of Wan Yao Fox Technique. He transformed into a huge fireball and rolled towards her rapidly.
Boom!
The huge explosion resounded throughout Tucheng Qingyang, and the earth shook.
The demon spirits gathered in the upper city, the shadow demon guarding the body of Mole Xiaoqi outside the city, and Chang Feng, who was covered in bruises and prepared to attack the pig demon cook, all looked at the largest herb field in the lower city.
The overwhelming fire burned on the medicinal herb field, illuminating the sky and the earth. That was the direction of the duel between Honglian and Black Fox. Chang Feng's heart sank, worried about the situation on Honglian's side, and he was slashed on the shoulder by the pig demon if he wasn't paying attention.
Seeing Ma Lian's defeat at the hands of Chang Feng, the pig demon knew that with his three-legged cat skills, he was no match for him, so his attack had already been messy. Unexpectedly, he succeeded in a sneak attack while he was distracted. Back.
Just when he was about to feel proud, he saw that Chang Feng, who had just been stabbed by him, had no expression of any pain on his face, only numbness. He no longer used his demonic power to suppress the wounds on his body, but let the blood dye his clothes red. He kept repeating: "She will definitely come back..."
He became painless and no longer considered dodging. Instead, he continued to use the steel claws on his hands to launch a series of moves, injuring the pig demon completely. He fell to the ground and rubbed his back while begging for mercy.
Chang Feng immediately called out the steel claws on his feet and continued to attack, until the pig demon was covered in blood and bloody, and could no longer fight back except panting and twitching, but he was still beating, and he wanted to beat him hard enough to make him moan. Will not give up until there is none.
Hong Lian still didn't come back, and Chang Feng became crazy because of this. After killing the pig demon, he ran towards the medicinal field.
The fire was still spreading, and a large open space had already been burned in that field. In the center of the open space, there were only some debris and debris left after the explosion, and it was hard to tell what they were.
He knelt on the ground, looking for something that belonged to Honglian, and did not dodge even though he was surrounded by flames.
"Are you stupid?" An all-too-familiar voice sounded from behind.
He could hardly believe his ears. Honglian was right behind him, a pair of snow-white arms pulling him up from behind and flying him out of the fire. He was ecstatic and was about to turn back to see his lover, but she suddenly blindfolded him.
"Don't look at it, all my clothes... were burned by that old fox!" She complained.
This time, Chang Feng felt that the wounds on his body really didn't hurt anymore. He muttered a code word silently, and the dark brown demon horse came in the light of the fire.
Then he fumbled into the bag on the horse and took out a cloak and handed it behind him, smiling and saying: "Here!"
Honglian had no choice but to let go of his blindfolded hand to take it, but before she could put it on, she was hugged by Chang Feng.
She punched him and said, "You civet cat is really cunning!"
"Ouch!" Chang Feng shouted, and the punch happened to hit a certain wound on his body.
"What? Are you injured?" Honglian wrapped her cloak and asked.
"It's okay!" Chang Feng smiled and put his forehead against hers.
Now, only the two brothers Cang Xingzi and Huang Xingzi were left in the duel between the intelligence team and the convoy.
Except for the different clothes they wear, there seems to be no difference between them to outsiders, but the younger brother Cang Xiezi in red has a big scar on the left side of his face and wears an eyepatch.
Huang led Cang to an open space on the sixth floor of Tucheng. There was a high platform with railings built there. It should be used to overlook the scenery below the city or serve as an observation deck. At this moment, it looked more like a arena.
With a wave of his hand, Huang lit demonic fires around the high platform. The brothers stood facing each other, and time seemed to go back to the arena match three hundred years ago. It's just that Cang felt that there was more resentment in his brother's eyes back then, but now it has turned into ice-like indifference.
They each pulled up the thick and long braids on their heads from the back of their heads, and kept swinging them clockwise to create a whirlwind. The red scorpion tail hook on the tail of the whip also drew a circle in the air.
This was the first time that the two of them had faced each other since the severing of ties three hundred years ago. Unexpectedly, it would be another life-and-death battle.
"Brother, how do you feel when you look at the scars and blindfold on my face?" Cang Xiezi didn't know why he asked his brother like this, but he couldn't take it back once he said it.
"What would you think if I told you that I didn't feel anything?" Huang Xingzi replied coldly.
"Haha, I have been thinking about what I should say when I see you for the past three hundred years. Why did you hurt me so cruelly in the first place? How did each other live after a few words of greeting? Or should I give you someone to atone for your sins from me? Opportunity? I thought about it a lot, but it was not what I just asked." Cang Xiezi said with a bitter smile.
"I never thought about having to argue with you anymore, because from the moment I decided to win in that ring, I had already made up my mind that if I couldn't kill you, I would have to be killed by you, and that's still the case now. !”
As soon as Huang Xiezi finished speaking, he walked up to his younger brother Cang, swung the braid in his hand hard and attacked him.
Cang Mang pulled his own braids in the opposite direction, and the two braids were entangled together. The two of them pulled one, and the scorpion tail hooks at the top of the braids hooked together.
The two brothers competing at close range felt both familiar and unfamiliar. They had often competed together like this since childhood, but it was a pity that those years had passed too long.
They were pulling at each other for a long time, and before their braids were untied, their free hands and feet had already begun to attack each other. Cang made the first punch, but Huang dodged it, and then Huang tried to attack Cang's lower body with his knees.
Cang felt that his brother's moves were still so aggressive and were still going to kill him, but now was not the time to think about that. After resisting and dodging several times, he flew over and rolled behind Huang. With a flick of his shoulder, the scorpion tail hook on his braid was finally untied.
He swung the braid from one side towards his brother Huang again, and Huang grabbed the braid one section at a time with both hands and flicked Cang's braid back. The two people's moves are too similar. They attack and defend one by one, and then switch them around again. It's hard to tell the difference over and over again.
Cang felt that his brother's ability was much stronger than in the impression. In the past, he always gave in to him intentionally or unintentionally so that the two could be evenly matched, but now that he had tried his best, he was only evenly matched with his brother.
Although Huang and his brother had experienced many battles since they separated, fighting with other scorpion demons was never as fun as fighting them. First of all, their weapons are part of their own bodies. The long braids transformed from the scorpion tail are connected to the poisonous scorpion tail hook, which makes them easy to control. Secondly, because their bodies are very small, they pay more attention to their movements when fighting. coherence and dexterity.
In the continuous attacks, whoever stops first may be killed, so one must be focused on everything, and whether it was three hundred years ago or now, this is the weakest point of Aang and his brother.
Although Cang always had the upper hand, he hesitated to deliver the fatal blow. But Huang was not like that. He once again swung Cang's right side with his pigtails. As soon as Cang dodged, Huang's elbow hit him hard on the abdomen. He had no choice but to stagger back two steps, and his feet were swept away by Huang again. Just as he jumped away, Aang swung his braid over again, and the scorpion-tail hook almost hit Cang in the face again. He could even feel the cold breath coming from it.
In an instant, the heart-wrenching pain when his left eye was blinded by his brother three hundred years ago hit his whole body again. He knew that this was just a conditioned reflex, because he was not injured now. But the pain, along with his heart, dragged him back to the state he was in before, and the blood of the fighting race in his body was ignited just as it was then.
He did not use his braid to attack his brother Huang. Instead, he jumped up and grabbed his brother's braid at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye. Then he used his other hand and both feet to send out a burst of moves that seemed like a violent bombardment and hit his brother. Knocked to the ground, he wrapped the braid in his hand around his brother's neck and strangled him hard.
"Finally we have waited for this moment, let's do it!" Huang soon became difficult to breathe, and a hoarse voice came from his throat.
Brother Huang's voice brought Cang back to his consciousness. At this moment, he put one knee on his brother's back, and the braid in his hand tightly strangled his neck. With just one last blow, he could end his brother's life and win this victory. The victory of the battle.
But his hands were trembling as if they had lost control. They were brothers with the same blood as him. They had spent so many good times together, and now...
"Brother!" he yelled, loosening his hand a little.
Huang took this opportunity to escape from under him, and then a scorpion swung its tail and attacked Cang with its own braid.
Cang couldn't dodge, so he could only raise his hand to block it, and a scar was opened on his arm by Huang's scorpion tail hook. The hot and numb feeling was caused by the scorpion venom. He smiled bitterly, because of his brother's indifference, Even more so for him to repeat the same mistakes.
Now, he can finally let it all go.