"Who is that person?"

The crow asked Ying with a confused look on his face.

"I don't know, but he saved us, he shouldn't be the enemy." Sakura frowned and looked at her back towards the sea of ​​fire.

This man wrapped himself in old dark clothes tightly. He sounded like an old man, but neither the Bashu Family nor the Fenggui Club had ever heard of such a person.

"Is it someone from the academy?"

"There is no need for masking in the academy, right? And I have never heard of the academy that has older commissioners besides Angers. If it is Angers, there is no need for masking."

"What's going on..." The crow had a headache.

Sakura ignored him and turned her head to continue watching the battle in the fire.

The entire pavilion was burned to a point where the empty shell was left, but the sword light in the flames did not stop.

The dragon horse jumped up and slashed. With the powerful body after the dragon transformed into a powerful body, she could jump four or five meters high with her physical strength, not to mention the butterfly wings formed by wind and fire spread out behind her. Even outside the fire, she could see her gorgeous figure flying in the air, and the flames around her seemed to be dancing with her.

But beautiful things are always accompanied by fatal threats.

Only Yuan Zhisheng can truly feel that this dance is not just graceful, and the power contained in it can easily tear the bodies of ordinary mixed-race species.

It was not the surrounding flames dancing with her, but the power of her dancing moved the wind and brought up the flames!

That was extremely pure power, the violence this girl gained after forcibly increasing her bloodline.

"Is this the evolutionary potion developed by the Fengguizhong?"

No one answered his question.

Yuan Zhisheng frowned. The Eight Snake Qi family had been investigating the source of this drug, but there was no progress. I don’t know who created this drug, which made more compatriots from the family degenerate into "ghosts".

He wanted to know too many things, such as who is behind the scenes of the fierce ghost crowd? Dragon King? King General? For example, how did this kind of potion come from? These are things that must be known to uproot the fierce ghost crowd. If all problems cannot be solved, then even if the fierce ghost crowd is temporarily suppressed, it will soon rekindle.

But now it seems that it can't be so smooth...

"well……"

Yuan Zhisheng sighed helplessly. Although there are almost no one who can do anything well in life, his life never seems to be very smooth.

Faced with the oncoming slash, Yuan Zhisheng put away his last kindness.

The opponent's attack was sacrificing his life, and it seemed that he had already given up the idea of ​​living, with the purpose of just to die with him! It would be a foolish act to show mercy to such an opponent.

Sakurai Komu held the knife in both hands and slashed from top to bottom, and fell down with wind and fire like a burning moth falling to the ground, and slashed hard with the aid of gravity acceleration!

Even Yuan Zhisheng dared not take the deathly slash of such a desperate dragon-transformed hybrid species.

But he really doesn't need to take action head-on.

The strength of the two sides is too different. Even if Sakurai Komu forced the potion to narrow the gap between his bloodlines, it would be meaningless, not to mention that he is not the strongest state of Genjiso.

Word Spirit·Royal Power.

Sakurai Komu, who was falling, did not expect that there would be an inexplicable gravity suddenly on her.

The fallen slash trajectory shifted, and the already powerful drop force was even more terrifying. When she fell, she slashed the granite ground on the ground, but failed to slash Yuan Zhisheng.

She wanted to raise her head and get up to continue attacking, but the gravity on her body forced her to lower her head.

"Is this the so-called 'emperor'... This world is really unfair." Sakurai Komu closed his eyes with some reluctance. After a moment, there was a smile of relief on his face.

Some people are born ‘just’, some people are born ‘evil’, and ‘evil’ can never win ‘just’, which is the imposed reality. Just like her, she was judged as dangerous blood at the age of five, and from then on, the label of ‘evil ghost’ has been deeply imprinted on her, even if she didn’t understand anything at that time.

Yuan Zhisheng slowly stepped forward, and the spider in his hand shone with the fire.

Sakurai put down the knife in his hand, knelt on the ground and raised his head with all her last strength, but the direction she looked in was not Guo Zhisheng.

With tears in the corner of her eyes, she looked at the stage that had almost burned out not far away, smiled at the air, and said in a tone that Yuan Zhisheng could not hear, "さようなら."

It's like saying goodbye to someone who doesn't know.

She seemed to see someone dancing on the stage.

When they first met, the man invited her to listen to his opera among a row of girls.

She blushed and found that she fell in love with the man at first sight.

The two introduced themselves to each other, and she put her hand on the man's hand. It was the first time someone took her hand.

At this moment they met and met.

"My name is...Sakuri Komu."

"I am the second son of Genko and I am a person who likes to sing operas."

A glitzy dream, three lives are vague, and there is no trace of fate. Even though you can love each other, why meet again?

Xilan is born, who will pass away, and the east flows to no end.

Sakurai Xiaomu sat upright in the middle of the sea of ​​fire with his back to Genjiso and sang a song again.

But now she is not so beautiful. The kimono she was wearing was torn by the flames, and the makeup on her face was covered by scales. She squinted her eyes and took back her tears, trying to show a beautiful smile, because this was the last moment she left for Yuan Chide.

Yuan Zhisheng stopped behind her expressionlessly, holding up the spider cut, as if he was a slight person.

He didn't know what the girl in front of him had made, but things had come to this point and no one could save the girl.

The medicinal effect of the Molotov cocktail is still continuing, and the dragon transformation phenomenon on this girl is getting worse and worse. One moment she will become an unconscious monster.

At least let her die as a human?

"Sleep, you won't feel pain..." Yuan Zhisheng murmured in a low voice.

The spider cut quickly, and he was confident that the girl would die without any notice, even though her neck was now covered with ugly scales.

But when he wanted to swing the long sword, he found that something seemed to be stuck.

"Hmm?" Yuan Zhisheng looked up in confusion.

Then I heard someone swearing.

"Damn! It's so dangerous, I almost finished it!"

An old hand tightly clamped the spider's cutting blade, and no matter how hard Yuan Zhisheng used, he could not shake it.

"How is this... possible?"

Yuan Zhisheng showed a look of surprise in his eyes. Where did this guy come from? This power is a bit outrageous!

He used force! This guy held the back of the knife with one hand and kept his knife moving.

"How is it possible? Get out of here!"

The old hand grabbed Yuan Zhisheng's shoulder and lifted him up without saying a word and threw him aside.

Yuan Zhisheng, who stabilized his body, was stunned. What was going on in this person?

He is also a "emperor" after all! Do you want to be face-saving?

Having said that, Yuan Zhisheng's eyes were full of vigilance at this moment.

Because since this old man touched his back silently, his strength surprised him as the emperor.

It’s not that he was confident that he could touch the people behind him silently, there was not a single family of all the Snake Qi families, and it was probably only Anger in the academy that could do it. As for Xuan Hao, it would be fine!

With Angers' personality, it is impossible to mask. This man is an old man who hears his voice, and the wrinkles on his hands prove this, so it is impossible for Xuan Hao.

After Yuan Zhisheng eliminated all the options he could think of, he couldn't find such a person in his impression.

Who is this? When did monsters become so common? Xuan Hao is troublesome enough to be alone, but why is another inexplicable guy appearing now!

If it weren't for the fact that this guy didn't attack him behind his back, he would have taken action now.

Yuan Zhisheng didn't know the purpose of the visitor. Is the guy with such power an enemy or a friend?

"Damn it's so hot, I'm so exhausted all the way up the mountain."

The person who came took off his old clothes, revealing his strong muscles and clear lines. If Yuan Zhisheng had not been able to tell that this was an old man, it would be hard to imagine that this was an old man.

The old man shook his clothes and found a potion from it that Yuan Zhisheng didn't recognize. It was not as weird as the Molotov cocktail, and he had no idea what potion it was.

In Yuan Zhisheng's surprised gaze, the old man stabbed the potion on the girl in front of him.

"I don't know if it works..."

Yuan Zhisheng could hear the old man's voice sounded a little anxious.

Of course Uesugi was anxious. The one in front of him might be his second daughter-in-law. If he died at the hands of his eldest son, wouldn’t it be cracked!

At first glance, he knew that this was his son, and how he judged it...

Looks like me! I am half handsome when I was young, I can't make a mistake! And this super-specified combat power has shown a lot of things. Although he only saw some from afar, it is roughly enough for him to judge which ordinary mixed race has the ability to easily subdue a deep dragon-turned-breathed hybrid?

Seeing that the potion seemed to have no reaction after it was injected, Uesugi became more anxious.

This potion was delivered to him by Xuan Hao and his mobile phone. It was said that it would always be useful, but he didn't expect it to come in handy so soon. He ran home to change his clothes just to get this thing.

But he was now worried that the potion Xuan Hao gave him was really that effective, because he had never heard of any potion that could stabilize the bloodline of the rampage.

But soon the horns on Sakurai's head and other changes on her body due to the Molotov cocktail disappeared, and she became that beautiful girl again, but she seemed to lose consciousness and became unconscious.

Uesugi finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the girl who had returned to normal. He put Sakurai Komu flat on the ground, rolled up his clothes he had taken off, and used them as a pillow for her.
To be continued...