Ye Nianzhen pulled out the safety pin and pressed the handle hard, spraying a cloud of white powder towards the red nitrate.
This fire extinguisher was several times larger than usual and very powerful, suppressing the flames in front of Hongxiao.
Ye Nianzhen gave the other party no chance to react. Her fireproof suit turned into black mist and peeled off her body, allowing her to regain her original speed.
She leaped to her feet, pulled two daggers from her close-fitting clothes, and in an instant, they were close to Hongxiao's chest.
Two sharp blades were aimed at Hong Xiao's neck, and Ye Nianzhen's posture of retracting her arms even resembled a warm embrace.
It was also a fatal embrace.
The burning sensation of the skin being cut was transmitted to the brain, the blood in red nitrate was flowing rapidly, and the heartbeat vibrated the eardrums.
His only way out was behind him, but there, the painting spirit released by Ye Nianzhen had been waiting for a long time.
The black beast bit into Hongxiao's right arm and actually tore it off.
Blood was flowing like a gushing stream, and the pain made Hongxiao's consciousness momentarily dazed. The artery in his neck may have also been cut, and the blood loss brought on a strong feeling of dizziness and nausea.
People with superpowers always have a strong ability to adapt.
Hongxiao gritted his teeth and used the flames to stop his bleeding.
The smell of burning flesh wafted up, as foul as the smell of those he had burned to death.
It turns out that whether weak or strong, we are all ultimately made of flesh and blood.
He became desperate and forcefully pushed his superpowers to their limits, causing flames to erupt from his body once again.
This time, his expression towards Ye Nianzhen was no longer contemptuous, but rather one of serious preparation for facing a formidable enemy.
At the same time, a hint of hatred was also evident.
But Yeh Nien-jen has no intention of fighting again.
“You kept your promise and did not harm the survivors.”
The large black dog stood beside Ye Nianzhen, baring its teeth fiercely, its snow-white teeth still bearing traces of bright red.
"So I'll let you go this time, just this once."
"Get out of here, and don't let me see you again."
*
After Ye Nianzhen finished speaking, she turned to leave, but Hong Xiao didn't hear what she said at all.
Superhumans also have crystal cores inside their bodies, located in the chest area.
At this moment, he forcibly increased his power level, and the crystal core in his chest felt slightly hot, and his internal organs felt like they were being burned.
As a result of this overload, his crystal nucleus began to develop tiny cracks, and if not treated immediately, it would soon fall apart.
Unlike mutated animals, a person with superpowers will not die if their crystal core ruptures; they will only lose their superpowers and their physical abilities will be even worse than those of an ordinary person.
Hongxiao had no way out; he just wanted to retaliate fiercely and tear Ye Nianzhen and the beasts around her to shreds.
He used the flames to propel himself high into the air, charging towards Ye Nianzhen with a ferocious, all-or-nothing momentum.
Ye Nianzhen didn't even turn her head, because two figures were already rushing towards them from the edge of the jungle.
A magnificent curtain of water poured down from the sky, like the "rootless water" in folk legends, blocking the way for the red saltpeter like an insurmountable barrier.
Hongxiao seemed not to see it and charged straight ahead, his flames mostly extinguished.
Qin Qiu, who was closest, also stepped forward. His steel-like skin was not afraid of the flames at all, and he shattered Hong Xiao's sternum in just a few moves.
The red saltpeter flew high into the air and landed right in front of Mingyuan.
Hongxiao coughed up a mouthful of black blood, his eyes unfocused, but he was still looking in the direction Ye Nianzhen had left.
Where? Where is it?!
Is he so despicable that even Ye Nianzhen is unwilling to take his life herself?!
Mingyuan squatted down in front of him, blocking his line of sight as he searched.
Hongxiao was still conscious. He recognized the person, curled one corner of his lips in a mocking smile, and spat out a mouthful of blood at him.
"...What are you, daring to kill me...Send your master here!"
Mingyuan gave a gentle smile and said calmly to the person on the ground, "She won't kill you, and neither will we."
"You'll just stay here and slowly feel the energy drain from the crystal core until you become a useless person."
After saying that, he reached out and gently placed his hand on Hongxiao's chest.
Hongxiao was still able to resist, grabbing Mingyuan's wrist with one hand.
The high temperature melted the skin and flesh on Mingyuan's wrist, overlapping with the scene of Ye Nianzhen's first confrontation with Hongxiao.
Just like Ye Nianzhen that day, Mingyuan remained unmoved, firmly condensing a stone shard in his palm and piercing it deeply below.
The stone flakes moved with fierce momentum, only stopping when they touched the crystal core, at which point the cracks became even more obvious.
Energy was being lost at an extremely rapid rate, rushing to leave the body.
Hongxiao opened his eyes wide, his whites bloodshot. He wanted to say something, but Mingyuan had already stood up.
She glanced at him quietly, then turned and walked towards Ye Nianzhen's direction.
Hongxiao stretched out his hand with difficulty, trying to grasp the shadow of something, but failed.
His hand fell to the ground, and only the dust responded to him.
*
Ye Nianzhen walked towards the edge of the jungle.
The purpose of doing this was not to appear cold-hearted, but because she was already powerless to continue.
Once she realized the vegetation had concealed her, she felt completely exhausted and fell backward, facing the sky.
Qin Qiu was originally the closest and should have been able to catch Ye Nianzhen.
But a pair of hands moved faster than him, lifting Ye Nianzhen's soft waist and pulling her into their arms.
The person appeared out of thin air, with smooth, long black hair cascading to the ground like a waterfall, and a pair of sapphire-like eyes that were impossible to look away from.
Surrounded by wisps of black mist, it resembled a young swordsman standing with a sword in a traditional Chinese ink painting.
Qin Qiu believed his eyes; he truly saw this man…
Luo Shui and Ming Yuan, who arrived a step later, became wary upon seeing this scene.
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