Doomsday Wonderland

One thousand two hundred and ninety-seven sword fights

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...There is no mistake, this man has the "aura" of his sister.

Ji Shanqing stood frozen in place, his eyes fixed on the uninvited guest in front of him, feeling a little dazed and a little like crying for a moment. He had only been separated from his sister for a while, and it was as if he had a continuous low-grade fever, and his mind was foggy. As soon as he felt "sister" from this man, he almost wanted to move forward and take a deep breath. The breath seeped into his internal organs - but a sense of disgust arose uncontrollably.

"...Who are you?" He tried not to let his voice tremble, "What's your name?"

The person who came here was very graceful, and never showed any intention of taking advantage of him to attack him - maybe he was a little too confident in himself.

"Sbaan,"

His tone was even a little brisk when he answered, as if nothing major happened at the moment. His shoulder-length blond hair had not been trimmed for a while, and was only casually picked up at the back of his head, with strands of flowing golden hair scattered messily around his ears. If you observe carefully, you can still see a hint of fatigue from the light green under his eyes and the newly grown stubble - it seems that this man has just traveled a long distance just to appear in front of Ji Shanqing. , making him realize the world's cold determination to oppose him.

"Are you the owner of this house?"

Sibaan rubbed his neck and looked around the courtyard as he asked. His posture was leisurely. If an uninformed person looked at it, they might think it was just two friends chatting.

Ji Shanqing thought of the name tag at the door. "Yes, Lin Shanqing." He whispered, "...why did you come here? You are different from others. You found this place on your own initiative, right?"

Sibaan raised his eyebrows, and when surprise filled his dark green eyes, it was like the glint of the early morning sun shining on the forest. Fortunately, Ji Shanqing has no gender, otherwise it would be difficult for anyone else to remain indifferent to him - "How do you know?" Siba'an asked with interest, "Is it ability?"

... It may not be accurate to say that what Ji Shanqing felt was her sister's "aura". Speaking of which, we have to thank Bohemia for this; if he hadn't discovered a pair of evolutionary brothers with interesting abilities from her memory, traced the whereabouts of one of them, and analyzed the data of the hairy man, I'm afraid that even as a data subject, he wouldn't be able to detect the "ripples" of mutual oscillation and intersection between the man and his sister in front of him - only when people meet others will they create ripples in each other's river-like destiny. .

Thinking about it, maybe it's a good thing to see this person... Ji Shanqing couldn't help but smile.

His sister happened to be completely isolated from the outside world at this time. Before she regained consciousness and came out of the water tank, this was a perfect opportunity for him to cut off the connection between this person and her sister.

"You are more than one person," he listened attentively and did not answer Sibaan's question. "Mr. Ito, were you tripped by your companions? Why didn't you hear their voices?"

Sibaan exhaled, even though it was so light, it still gave people the illusion that they could feel the warmth in his breath.

"I have to go in," he smiled calmly and gently, "I have no ill intentions towards you. After I find the person I am looking for, if you are still alive, I will return your house to you."

This gift bag's physical combat power is weak, but Siba'an's combat power seems to be particularly strong - before he could finish his words, Ji Shanqing turned sideways first, took a few steps to the side, and aimed his hands at the same time. He raised it; this move was almost universally tried, but this time, before his fingers could touch each other and form the shape of a picture frame, Sibaan's shadow suddenly followed and approached, his arms As soon as he probed, he grabbed his wrist firmly.

...Ji Shanqing didn't have time to react until he was pinched.

"It will hurt a little," Sibaan smiled, as if the sun was falling on the white snow, and took a gentle breath and said, "I'm sorry."

As his hand moved downward, with a "click", Ji Shanqing's forearm broke in half, and severe pain suddenly penetrated his mind.

The opponent's power can hardly be described as "tyrannical" - it's like a mortal suddenly encountering a brand new law of physics. Ji Shanqing has almost no power to resist except bending down and obeying. He was pulled forward and bent forward. There was just a "thump" in his heart, and then a heavy and ferocious force hit his back; the spine could not withstand this force, and it was like a broken string of beads. The joints were broken and the person fell heavily to the ground.

However, as soon as Ji Shanqing fell down, Sibaan suddenly jumped back as if he heard an alarm. He was different from many powerful people. When others were jumping and fighting with great strength, they were indeed He was just jumping around and fighting with all his strength; only when Sbaan moved, he always seemed to be respectfully flattered by everything around him: when he jumped up, the air supported him, and when he dodged, the world stepped aside for him. He leaves space.

"Your skills are not enough for you to capture this house," Siba'an stood up straight and then exhaled. His breathing and expression were as calm as if he had never moved anywhere: "...your killing is somewhere else."

The pain was nothing. Compared with the days when he was suffering and tumbling in the endless darkness, the physical pain was actually vivid and vivid. Ji Shanqing moved the broken hand and placed it on the ground; when he used it to support himself and slowly got up, the broken bones in his body gradually healed and joined together. Seeing the injury he caused healed in the blink of an eye, UU Reading www.uukanshu. nett Sibaan just raised his eyebrows slightly, not too surprised.

"You just said...you are looking for someone? Who are you looking for?"

Ji Shanqing raised his head and asked in a low voice. The intersection between this person and his sister is obviously deeper than he imagined. When the two are too close, Libao will even be disturbed by the "aura" on him that is causally related to his sister. ; In addition, the opponent's skill and speed are extremely fast. Looking for an opportunity to attack him is like stretching his hand into a ball of lava.

"...an old friend." Siba paused and replied.

Then you won't be able to find her.

"I'm not as skilled as others, but I can give you this villa." Ji Shanqing wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said with a smile, "Okay, you can go in."

Sibaan still stood motionless.

"What's wrong? You are so much stronger than me, are you still worried about me sneaking up from behind?" Ji Shanqing tilted his head and smiled, snapping his fingers, and the door of the villa opened in response, sliding open a crack. "Don't you need this villa?"

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