"Are you—ss, are you a fool?!"
Xie Ziyou turned his head back quickly, exerting too much force, twisting his neck for a moment, and couldn't help taking a breath.
Before he had time to cover his throbbing neck, his mind was flooded with hatred for iron and steel, Xie Ziyou stared desperately at the young man who was fast approaching on the eaves, shouting two words with every slight expression: "Let's go!" !"
Guan Heng's expression was dignified, but his attitude was equally firm - the young man nimbly climbed to the eaves, jumped off the high wall, and rushed straight towards Xie Ziyou.
How could it be possible to abandon the game at such a time
There was a decisive light in the boy's eyes, he rushed all the way, broke through the gray air barrier, and saw countless seniors or instructors fell to the ground, he knew it in his heart.
No one can save others, the only one who can come in handy is yourself.
A few meters away, the hunched young man squinted his eyes slightly, his obsessive and greedy eyes locked on the young man who was flying towards him, and he laughed low and low again and again.
"That's great," he sighed, "son, I'm going to find you. Come on, come to Master, Master will teach you what is eternity."
Guan Heng turned a deaf ear and went straight to Xie Ziyou.
He took the weak young man into his arms with distress, wrapped his arms around his thin shoulders, and kissed his forehead pitifully.
At the same time, the hand attached to Xie Ziyou's back quietly exerted force, and a light-colored cyclone emerged, which quickly transformed into fire-attributed orange-red profound power, which entered Xie Ziyou's body and helped him dry his clothes.
But this young man's profound strength is really a drop in the bucket for Xie Ziyou's meridians that are almost exhausted.
Xie Ziyou angrily pushed Guan Heng's warm palm back, his eyes were full of anger, and there was a red mark at the end of his eyes, he gritted his teeth and said, "What are you doing here? Are you stupid?"
"I'd be really stupid if I didn't come."
Guan Heng stroked the top of the boy's hair, feeling satisfied that the touch under his palm had changed from cold and moist to warm and fluffy, and then he put down his hand.
He raised his finger, gently hooked the tip of Xie Ziyou's nose lovingly, and said softly: "If I don't come, the lady will be gone, isn't it very miserable?"
"What time is it, are you still thinking about my wife?"
Xie Ziyou's cheeks were slightly red, and he lowered his voice and said sadly: "You are here, and you will risk your life, that is really miserable!"
"I don't." Guan Heng evoked a bright smile, and blinked his eyes like a fool, "I am greedy, I want life and my wife, and whoever refuses to give it, I will fight with my life."
After saying this, the young man stood up with Xie Ziyou in his arms, slowly raised his head, and looked at the young man with a strange face not far away.
Black smoke swirls around, and the huge Phalaenopsis light and shadow flicker, unfolding an unpredictable aurora-like halo under the dark sky, but the color is bleak, only black and white are excessive, like the gate of hell opened, ghosts are stern, floating in the sky.
Molan sprouts branches, flowers bloom on the stems, the graceful arc of butterfly wings, and the ferocious patterns on the belly wings, like flexible human faces.
—Slowly spread out behind the young man, covering the sky and the sun.
It looks like a fully mature Phalaenopsis.
Guan Heng looked into the distance, took a deep breath, and turned his head to the ground to spit.
"Did you know?" he said in a deep voice, "everything in the world is born and restrained by each other, wherever poisonous snakes appear, there must be antidote within seven steps - no matter how mysterious the Phalaenopsis has been transformed by you, it can't get rid of this worldly law. "
Young people don't think so.
"So what?" He smiled evilly, "Son, do you still have time to think about this?"
While speaking, fine wrinkles slowly appeared on "Wu Cong"'s handsome face, and the wrinkles climbed up his forehead, and his long hair turned into a decadent gray-white color.
The life force quickly disappeared from the body, and in the blink of an eye, there was only an old man left in front of everyone.
The phantom behind him suddenly solidified, vine branches fluttered, evil and full of vitality, a huge face slowly emerged in the center of the butterfly wings, white and swollen, squeezing and distorting the rest of the faces—that was not Wu Cong, even It was not the dean that Xie Ziyou and others knew, but a completely unfamiliar face that had never been seen before.
Guan Heng raised his head in disgust, and said in a low voice: "It seems that this is not the first time you have seized the house."
Butterfly shadows scrambled, the faces on the back wings were distorted, the bleak wind blew past, and there was a piercing sound of rusty iron scraping against each other.
"Silly boy," said the human face with a smile, "I have existed for as long as the legend of Phalaenopsis has been circulating. I am just waiting for an excellent body that will allow me to break through the shackles of the ninth level and rush to the extreme Just look at the scenery at the end of the world."
"Collect the strength of everyone, do what others can't, child, you have a great talent, you should understand me."
"But I just feel disgusted. What's the difference between eating someone else's leftovers and eating someone else's leftovers?"
Guan Heng had a disgusted expression, but there was a trace of solemnity in his dark eyes.
His left hand behind his back was quietly closed, and a small cyclone silently emerged in the palm, swaying and changing postures like flowing water, flashing through several colorful colors, and removing several variegated colors one by one, leaving only the bright golden color gradually.
The unique and refreshing breath was the breath of the little worm that he vaguely remembered when he was sucked the ashes from the wound by the little worm that day in the back mountain.
He choked on the weird face, fell silent for a moment, and suddenly went berserk.
Under the darkness of the night, the bitter rain poured down, countless slender rhizomes were like the thickest shadows under the night, flying like poisonous snakes, shooting towards Guan Heng!
Guan Heng suddenly waved his palm—
The tiny golden glow was curled up in the palm, almost invisible, but the moment it touched the black shadow, an incomparably fiery light suddenly burst out from the intersection of the palm!
Just like the morning star breaks, the sky and the earth are just opened.
The most extreme, brighter than the most ardent flame in the world, it seems that all the gold in the world is gathered here, smelted into a boiling golden spring under the young man's palm, and the vast soup rises into the sky.
The black branches and tendrils seemed to be scalded by a golden light, and a white mist of steam rose up, and the strange human face also screamed in pain, and hissed: "You, what kind of power are you?!"
He wanted to take back the phantom in pain, but after a tug, he couldn't drag it.
The unusually strong suction force held Xu Ying tightly, eating away his huge and complex strength like a bug eating mouthful.
All things in the world are born and restrained by each other.
Back then, the unawakened gray energy was lurking deep in the heart, and could be sucked out by the tiny gray worms. Now, although Guan Heng's strength is ten times weaker than the opponent's, the natural "nemesis" attribute completely makes up for the gap in strength , Let the creepy face butterfly turn into a lamb waiting to be slaughtered without any resistance in front of him.
only…
Blue veins appeared on Guan Heng's forehead, throbbing and throbbing.
Maintaining breath simulation all the time consumes a lot of his mind.
What was even more frightening was the enormous profound power that swarmed into his not-so-fragile meridians like a torrent. In a few moments, it filled his dantian to the brim. The young man was miserable.
Guan Heng's teeth were clenched, and he suppressed desperately, swallowing all the pain of tearing his meridians into his stomach.
He no longer had the strength to respond to the strange face's words, his eyes were slightly closed, he concentrated all his mind, and tried to sort out the torrent in his body.
The young man's body is slowly floating in the air, and the aura around him is rising rapidly, breaking through the sixth level, and no matter how high...
But still too slow.
The terrifying thing about the natural enemy's mutual restraint is not only that Gui has no resistance against him, but also that Guan Heng has completely lost control of the suction force. They are all involuntary and can only bear passively.
The golden light in the boy's palm became more and more intense, and gradually he was able to fight against the phantom. Half of the sky was covered by the golden light, just like the rising sun, with flames rising, lighting up the sky.
The golden light reflected in the eyes of hundreds of thousands of students everywhere, and everyone's eyes sparkled. They supported their bodies and got up from the ground, looking at the most blazing direction of the golden light, looking at the young man who condensed everyone's hopes.
"Brother Guan, come on!"
Out of nowhere, a hoarse cry suddenly sounded.
"Come on, Guan Heng!"
"Come on!"
"Get rid of him!"
The scattered shouts gradually became louder, continuous into pieces, and merged into a shout that shook the sky and shook the sea.
In mid-air, the boy's figure was completely shrouded in golden light, the air was almost boiling, and the bright light danced and danced, firmly attracting the huge Phalaenopsis phantom, the golden flames circulated, and the tongue of fire licked furiously.
Only Xie Ziyou, who was the closest, could clearly see the painfully wrinkled facial features of the young man through the dazzling golden light.
No, there is one more person.
The "principal" also saw Guan Heng's difficulty in riding a tiger, and his sluggish spirit was lifted, Master Die Wing grinned, revealing a sinister smile.
"Swallow," he said hoarsely, "Swallow hard! Boy, do you think my profound strength is a jelly bean?"
"I'd like to see if you killed me today, or I'll blow you up first!"
Guan Heng's cheeks twitched, and he wanted to say, "My stomach is very good, don't worry about it."
But the pain of almost cracking every inch of skin on his body was too terrible. The young man's teeth were almost gnawed, and he couldn't open his mouth. He could only stare at the strange man's face.
Xie Ziyou was so distressed that his liver quivered.
He didn't care about his messy clothes and disheveled hair, dragging his limp calves, he staggered to Guan Heng's side.
The golden profound energy was as hot as fire, burning Xie Ziyou's skin hot, but he ignored it completely, and struggled to open his arms, hugging Guan Heng who was trembling all over.
"Give me the profound strength," Xie Ziyou said anxiously, "Don't you know how to repay it? Give me the extra ones!"
No, Guan Heng thought, no way.
He turned his head slightly with difficulty, and met Xie Ziyou's peach blossom eyes flushed with anxiety. The golden light was reflected in the clear pupils of the young man, dispelling the disguised ice blue, and presenting a pale golden luster like gilt gold, radiant and watery. Glittering.
The arms were slightly cool, but the arms were warm, and the cold wind brought rain down on the head and face, but it couldn't cover up the faint fruity fragrance of the body in the arms.
It was very similar to the gentle hug given to him by the young man who suddenly appeared from mid-air on the side of Luoling cliff and the mountain wind was blowing a few years ago.
Guan Heng's heart skipped a beat.
He stared deeply at Xie Ziyou, almost wanting to engrave the boy's shadow in his soul - he knew that he really couldn't last long, and sooner or later he would be blown into a balloon by the surging profound energy, and then burst from it with a "bang".
He can't drag swim into the water.
What the weird person said was right, when he was the "principal", he was a superpower of the ninth rank, and now he has absorbed the cultivation of so many people in the whole academy, the total amount of profound energy has long been incalculable.
He couldn't hold it at the fifth level, nor could Xie Ziyou who was at the seventh level.
Understanding the refusal in Guan Heng's eyes, Xie Ziyou was filled with grief and indignation, clenched his hands into fists, wishing to beat up the man in front of him - when is he still thinking about it
"Believe me," Xie Ziyou trembled his lips, his voice trembled, his long eyelashes like crow feathers trembled, he stroked Guan Heng's neck with his hands, and gently raised his face, "I have a solution, I have found a solution!"
Guan Heng's eyes flashed, but then dimmed. He still gritted his teeth and shook his head with difficulty.
"Trust me!"
Xie Ziyou wanted to cry but had no tears. If he had known that he would learn to devour it secretly, the protagonist is good at everything, but he loves to make up his mind, and he is still stubborn after completing it!
"Guan Heng!" Seeing the young man in more pain, Xie Ziyou's heart was bleeding, his forehead felt hot, and he shouted recklessly, "Do you think I will live alone if you die?"
Lao Tzu's point exchange for 20 years is to fall in love with you, not to stay as a widow!
Guan Heng's heart trembled suddenly.
The eyes of the lover in front of him are red, with crystal teardrops hanging from the corners of the eyes, the ends of the beautiful peach blossom eyes are smudged with a light red, and the blazing emotions in the eyes are surging and rushing violently.
No less than when he saw the love in his own eyes when he was reflected in the lake.
… I see.
Heavy pressure on the body, black clouds cover the sun.
But the boy's heart was quietly jumping for joy, his heart was gurgling and bubbling, cheerful and sweet.
During this relationship, he always thought that he needed Youyou more.
He had to devote all of his body and mind, firmly clenched the corner of his clothes that his fingertips were hooking, and desperately opened his arms to embrace, in order to exchange Youyou's glance back and a slight smile.
But it is not.
Youyou loves him no less than he loves you.
It's just that Youyou's shy character does not allow him to express more, and until today, before life and death, he pushed through the clouds and mist, and glimpsed his lover's true heart—it was full of his shadow.
That's great, Guan Heng thought.
Then let's live and die together...
The young man's palm moved slightly, and a beam of golden streamer quietly separated out, followed the breeze around Xie Ziyou's waist, and sank into his palm.
Xie Ziyou finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Damn, it's time to come, it's said that Guan Heng is a bastard with a high EQ, why is it so hard for me to talk to him
But it should not be too late, Xie Ziyou gave Guan Heng a hard look, and made plans to settle accounts after the autumn, while his white hands quickly crossed and clasped together, urging his profound strength—
Emerging in the air are overwhelming white spots of light, undulating in the cold wind, the halo is bright and clear, hazy like a moon, dazzled everyone's eyes.
"Crack."
Accompanied by a series of crisp and moving ice crystal shattering sounds, the slender tentacles protruded from the light spots, shook in the wind, stretched its body, and showed delicate and beautiful butterfly wings as clear as ice and snow.
Cold Butterfly Dance.
The overwhelming ice-blue butterflies flapped their wings lightly, leaped over the thick clouds, and passed through the rain, with crystal blue streamers spilling from their tails. They crossed the sky in groups and flew towards the shadowed mountains.
There was light in the mountains under the darkness.
They are lined up, stepping out of the dense black night one by one, with a touch of black color on the top, carrying fresh water vapor, looking at the world from afar.
With sufficient profound strength, Xie Ziyou can condense endless cold butterflies, which is a heavy move for him at the seventh level, but now it has become the best choice for consuming profound strength.
The butterfly fluttered, its slender tail trembled slightly, drawing a graceful and agile arc in the dark night.
Drenched by the wind and rain, but stubbornly clinging to the branches, the green leaves, which were unwilling to let go, quietly condensed a layer of ice crystals after the spirit butterflies all over the sky passed by, and were shaken by the breeze, suddenly shattered, and scattered into countless tiny ice balls .
The spilled ice crystals turned into countless light spots, falling faintly from a height of several feet.
It is like thousands of colorful falling flowers, and like a broken moon, it is ethereal, and a piece of bright and clear rain falls.
The indescribable shock, accompanied by this beautiful scene, was reflected in the eyes of all the students of Central College.
The spiritual rain is blurred, the ice butterflies are dreamy, dancing around the golden light that is as bright as the scorching sun, and the dark clouds in the distant sky quietly crack a gap, and an extremely blazing beam of light falls from the east. Interlocking, dazzling like the sun and the moon.
A golden boy and a jade girl, a perfect match is made by nature.