Magic Punk

"You weren't meant to be in this world."

Xitian said this calmly.

Xuanyi heard these words clearly.

It's just that everything in front of him has nothing to do with this young man. He can't move even a little bit, can't speak, can't even blink.

All the power in the body is precisely blocked there like stagnant water.

When Xitian wanted him to be the audience, Xuan Yi could only be the audience.

Yaoyao still maintained his posture of bowing to Xitian and answered in a low voice.

"I remember."

"But I want to live."

Xitian nodded, stretched out a finger and quietly touched Yaoyao's head that was bowed in front of her.

An extremely mysterious breath was released, wrapping Yaoyao's body. At that moment, Yaoyao felt that there were countless chains in his body that were being opened by this breath.

"If you want to live." Xitian looked at the demon in front of him: "Then you can live."

Yaoyao raised his head and thanked softly.

Xitian looked at Yaoyao and said calmly: "You won't thank me."

After saying this, Xuanyi fell down in pain, his whole body fell limply to the ground, and signs of life completely ceased.

Yaoyao turned back in disbelief, rushed to Xuanyi's side, and hugged the boy's head, but Xuanyi's eyes could no longer be opened, his breath stopped, and his heartbeat and pulse disappeared without a trace.

"Why." Yaoyao bit her lip gently, kneeling on the ground and holding Xuanyi's body, which had gradually become cold.

She said why, but there was no doubt in her tone.

"Because life and death in this world have always been equal. Only when one person dies can one person survive. Only by passing on the fire can everything be stable." Xitian's voice was deep and distant: "Besides, he was already about to die. , you’re going to die too.”

"In this case, wouldn't it be fair for two people who are about to die to live for one person?" When the long-lived patriarch said this, there was even a mischievous smile on his lips.

"And I asked, you said you wanted to live, didn't you?"

Yaoyao held Xuanyi's heavy head and bit her lip gently.

She knew she should cry at this time, but now she couldn't cry at all.

"You are forcing me, right?" Yaoyao said.

Xitian nodded: "Yes, I'm just forcing you."

"I have been playing games with you for so long, and I really want to know your true inner thoughts." The red-haired boy looked at the girl kneeling on the ground and said distantly.

"I never thought about playing games." Yaoyao whispered, "Let him come to life."

"Of two people, only one can survive to the end." Xitian said calmly: "The rules of this game have always been like this, so it will continue."

"Let him come back to life." Yaoyao repeated his request.

The words were muffled.

"It is better to seek help from others than to ask for yourself." Xitian looked at Yaoyao and said calmly.

This patriarch is ignorant of joy and anger, and is always calm and unruffled.

"Aren't you afraid that I will hate you?" Yaoyao lowered his head and said.

"The person who carried me in the dream was you, right? If I hate you, it would also be very troublesome for you?"

"If you also lived for thirteen hundred years, you would know that being hated by others is also a very happy thing." Xitian's patience and tolerance towards Yaoyao reached an unimaginable level.

Yaoyao nodded, put down Xuanyi's body, stood up, and looked at the tall and handsome young man.

"You know if I really wake up, do you know what the first thing I have to do is?" Yaoyao said.

"I don't want to know, but I will wait." Xitian smiled, turned around and walked back to his throne.

"You don't have much time, so don't hesitate."

Yaoyao shook his head: "I won't hesitate."

"If you decide something, just do it."

As he said this, Yaoyao's whole body instantly burned with crimson flames. These flames looked similar to the fire of neophoenix, but they were hotter and richer.

The girl's entire body was wrapped in flames, just like the stamens wrapped in a flaming lotus.

Her whole body began to glow with a red glow, until the light completely enveloped her body, and the girl's specific face could no longer be seen.

If it were said that the finger that Xitian put on Yaoyao's forehead just now completely shattered the curse in Yaoyao's body and gave her a new life.

So at this moment, every blood and every bone in Yaoyao's body is burning and then cracking.

Then unimaginable terrifying power erupted.

It was so terrifying that the entire hall and even the Forgotten City outside were shaking slightly, as if some ancient giant beast was being born from the body of the demon.

But Xitian didn't look back.

He turned his back to the demon who was undergoing an astonishing transformation, and to the dead boy, and walked step by step towards his throne, even though the flames all over the demon behind him were as dazzling as a new sun.

The patriarch's footsteps were very slow. It was better to say that he was leaving with his back turned, but rather that he was waiting for something.

Yaoyao slowly stood up straight in the flames, and his eyes looking at Xitian's white back gradually became complicated.

Then she tapped the ground lightly with her toes.

Her whole body flew out in an instant.

Flying close to the ground, it instantly broke through the extreme speed of sound, and sonic booms spread out in all directions.

But Yutian still made no move.

Maybe it was too late, or maybe he didn't take it to heart.

But Yaoyao didn't care that much.

Because she had clenched her fists.

A small pink fist, clenched tightly to hit someone.

Since Xitian didn't look back, the straight punch that was originally going to hit the opponent's chest could only hit his back.

Approach, then focus.

The entire hall could hear the huge sound waves at the end of the hall echoing throughout the hall.

It was as if someone had rung a bell on top of the throne.

Lin Wei raised her head and looked at the throne that she couldn't see clearly. The gray-white line still stopped in front of her, with no intention of disappearing. Lin Wei didn't want to try to see if she could still walk past it.

She was just a little curious and a little happy.

Ye Ya couldn't see so many things. She could only rub Lin Wei's arm that had been disabled just now. Now the girl's arm was regaining her intuition and mobility little by little: "Sister Lin Wei."

Ye Ya looked up.

No one can see what is happening up there.

But everyone heard the buzzing sound like morning bells and evening drums.

"What happened up there?"

"If you ask me, I don't know." Lin Wei shrugged and said, "After all, I'm not as good as him."

"But one day I still know." Lin Wei continued.

"Know what?" Ye Ya asked.

"I know the patriarch was finally beaten." Lin Wei said with a smile.

Smile a lot.