Magic Punk

Ye Xuan's attack was fierce. The two heavenly swords she had lowered from the sky were so magical that they captured the mysteries of heaven and earth. Their momentum had already been pushed to the extreme. At this time, Long Xing strode towards Xuan Yi. Even those like Star Master and Xi Yuanhong A top powerhouse of the same level, his momentum was instantly captured by him.

She came to Xuan Yi and slapped her out without any explanation. Xuan Yi did not dodge in the end and allowed her to fly more than ten meters away before regaining her balance. Then his posture did not change, he continued to salute, and said coldly: Ninth Princess, there will be no next time.

Ye Xuan looked at the palm that was already stained with frost just by touching the other person's body, and said with a cold smile: Why, have you become more capable?

Xuan Yi raised his head and said, I don't dare.

What? Do the Nine Princesses want to kill me here together?

Ye Xuan shook her head and said angrily: What that bastard Star Master stabbed has nothing to do with me. It's just that the common people are not to blame. Who gives you the right to attack these common people? How is this different from the devil in the world?

Xuan Yi said calmly: If I can only settle this matter by becoming a demon king, so what if I do?

Ye Xuan looked at Xuan Yi after hearing this, her eyes gradually becoming colder: Do you really think I can't kill you if you take Ning Xiner's power?

This was the first time that Xuan Yi heard someone reveal the origin of his power, but Xuan Yi knew nothing about it, so he ignored Ye Xuan's threat and just said coldly: Your Excellency, the Ninth Princess wants to take action, then take action That’s it.”

Even if I die, I will definitely bring this city to bury me with me.

Ye Xuan turned back to look at Star Master and said angrily: This is a good thing you did inaction!

The Star Lord looked calm: I caused trouble, and I will end it.

Ye Xuan looked a little relaxed and looked at the Star Lord. She was about to say something, but suddenly mist filled the surrounding area, shrouding everyone present.

A woman's voice came softly along the mist, cold and calm.

Please, all powerful sirs, please stop for now.

This matter all started with me, please allow me to give Xuan'er some advice.

As soon as these words came out, everyone around them had expressions of disbelief. You must know that Xing Lihua died, which was something they had already determined. The matter of resurrection from the dead was illusory. Even at their level, they did not dare to make false claims. can do.

But the voice just now clearly came from Xing Lihua's mouth, and the method of transmitting the voice was strange and superb, as if it was similar to their level.

But when did Xing Lihua reach such a state?

Is it possible that since Xuan Yi, the so-called strong men in the world have become so worthless?

When Xuan Yi heard this, he didn't feel calm at all. Instead, he became even more manic. He reached out and held it, wanting to freeze the ethereal mist. But for some reason, with his current strength, he finally managed to freeze it. Nothing caught.

After all, water cannot hold water.

He could only look around in vain, and for the first time he was completely furious and lost his mind, and roared: Who are you, get out of here.

Who is it?

You are allowed to speak like my sister!

When the sound arrived, it seemed that it had finally found its target. The mist slowly gathered, and finally formed an illusory white shadow, standing in front of Xuan Yi.

With long silver-white hair, Xing Lihua was wearing a white cloak. The whole person was floating in the air as if it were an illusion. His dark golden eyes looked at Xuan Yi peacefully, and then he said in a nonchalant tone: I don't need anything. People’s permission.”

Xuan Yi rushed forward and punched. Now he could easily knock down a mountain with one punch, but he could not do anything to the mist. His fist passed through the fantasy of imitating his sister's voice and appearance. It was like piercing the air with a knife.

Xuan turned around, his eyes were about to burst, and he continued to pounce on him, as if he was crazy.

Everyone around looked at the young man's performance and couldn't believe that this was the demon king who had just used the entire city and tens of millions of people as a bargaining chip to threaten everyone.

If it hadn't been like this, none of them would have been able to remember that such a monster that would bring unprecedented havoc to the world was actually just a fifteen-year-old child.

Xing Lihua looked at Xuan Yi, lowered his head and bit his lips and said softly: Didn't I ask you to take care of yourself?

Why are you taken care of like this?

Xuan Yi's movements suddenly froze.

Yes, these were the last words his sister said to him before she died.

I hope he can take care of himself,

Take good care of her brother.

This was the last thing that happened in that cabin. Only I and my sister knew about this world.

Just like when he was in Mount Sumeru, when facing Xing Lihua who appeared as Xingjiu, he used the words sister and sister told him in the illusion that only the sister herself knew the secret, thus disintegrating Xingjiu. All defenses are the same.

Now, the illusion that appeared in front of his eyes also used the same sentence to defeat him.

Xuan Yi stood there stunned, looking at the pure white dream-like figure, feeling like he had an endless nightmare.

From the moment his sister died in front of him, he was trapped in this endless nightmare. Everything after that was crazy. He struggled desperately in the nightmare. Living was the greatest pain for him. , because every time he closes his eyes, the scene of his sister begging him to take care of his brother for her will appear in front of his eyes.

And everything he did was to get rid of this nightmare.

Then go and meet my sister in another world.

And at this moment, when this pure white shadow stood in front of him, this nightmare was finally shattered like a broken mirror, and his nightmare finally woke up.

The boy fell to his knees before the phantom of his sister and began to cry loudly.

Crying like a three or four year old child.

Xing Lihua walked up step by step, then squatted down and gently hugged the crying boy in his arms.

The people around looked at the siblings, and no one said a word.

One of the two of them is now a phantom like a soul, and the other is a body made of ice and snow. The physical body has long been abandoned, and judging from the previous intelligence, even though Xuan Yiyi broke out and was taken away He left that body that was exhausted, but he was determined not to survive until now.

In their hearts, they all believed that Xuan Yi was dead.

But it was such a pair of siblings who were presumed dead who reunited and embraced each other in this way. Even though most of them had experienced all kinds of life in the world and had seen countless joys and sorrows, facing this situation... Scenery, still filled with emotions in my heart.

When Xing Lihua felt that the cry of the boy in his arms gradually stopped, the girl stood up and saluted everyone.

All this happened because of my unauthorized assertion. Seeing that the big mistake has not yet been made, can you please help me?

Forgive my brother for everything he did?

I'd give anything for that.

Thanks to Mr. Ibuki Saso for the red tip, hereby add an update.