Dawn Cicada: "..."
Seeing that the cicadas at dawn remained outwardly calm, but silently burst forth with a few blossoms on the branches, Yu Xunge finally said, "It's not 'flower soil,' is it?" Otherwise, the other party wouldn't have specifically asked her at this time.
The chill in Fuxiao Xianchan's eyes softened slightly, and then, in a wistful and confused tone, she said, "Lighthouse, the word I found is 'lighthouse.'"
The word she hates most, the world she hates most.
However, the skill she mastered at the pinnacle of her life, upon ascending the throne, was called "Lighthouse Cicada," and the divine innate word she most identified with was "Lighthouse."
A dazzling red light illuminated the sky, and every ray of light resembled a flower found only in a "lighthouse".
When the "lighthouse" is lit, she can invoke the abilities of any flower she knows.
The shower of flowers lasted only five seconds, but that was enough. Before the lighthouse plunged back into darkness, one of the flower branches flickered, and then Yu Xunge realized that her [absurd story] had been temporarily taken away.
You only truly understand how disgusting a 100% damage reflection is when it happens to you.
Yu Xunge said angrily, "...Is it appropriate for you to build your happiness on the pain of the lighthouse?"
“You don’t need to provoke me.” Dawn Cicada smiled. “It’s obvious that my current happiness is built on your pain.”
Yu Xunge used a skill that could summon a large amount of seawater, and then used [Pirates Appear] to snatch back [Absurd Story] amidst the sound of waves.
Then, under the livid face of Fu Xiaoxianchan, he continued to fight her.
In less than ten minutes, Dawn Cicada was defeated.
Congratulations to player "Carrying Wine and Searching for Songs" for winning!
Naturally, Yu Xunge would not execute Fuzhi, but she also did not allow Fuxiao Xianchan to bring Fuzhi to join Zaijiu. Zaijiu had already escaped the crisis of being invaded, and she did not need Fuzhi.
The light fell on the cicada at dawn, reviving it.
The two walked back noisily, with Fuxiao Xianchan constantly cursing how disgusting Zaijiu Xunge's fighting style was.
On the stands, the Blood Mist Longsword touched the ground, and the hand holding the Mist Blade on the hilt bounced merrily.
Maple Syrup, who was standing nearby, noticed this and casually asked, "Are you in a hurry?"
Mistblade didn't deny it, and laughed lightly, "Yes, I wonder how many more matches it will be before it's my turn to fight her."
Maple Syrup's expression froze for a moment.
Zaijiu Xunge and Fuxiao Xianchan returned to the stands, and a new roster appeared on the field.
One match after another, prayers and desolation, incompleteness and cicada-catching, cicada-catching and sun-chasing, song-seeking and grapefruit...
Every time the clock face lights up with a crescent moon and that messy little stick figure, Mistblade's grip on the hilt tightens, and if he finds that the other end isn't a fox tail, he impatiently taps the hilt with his fingertips.
Maple Syrup's peripheral vision kept falling on the hand holding the knife hilt.
Finally, the clock face lit up with a fox tail and stick figures.
Fogblade didn't even want to wait for the teleportation; she gripped her knife and was about to jump down. However, before she could move her feet, her wrist was tightly gripped by a hand.
Maple Syrup's icy voice rang out from the stands: "You're trying to draw with me, not only because I'm the only one here who could possibly execute Moon Fox, and only I can give you the opportunity to comprehend your divine talent, 'Prisoner,' but also because even if something unexpected happens, losing to me is within your tolerance, isn't it?"
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