Chapter 109: At this time, the cartoonist was crying and working hard in the hospital (two in one)
The darkened room was extremely quiet. The moonlight outside the window was like water, shining into the room and onto the two people standing in front of the window.
"Can't sleep?" Yu Xiao asked.
He moved a chair very naturally and sat down next to Li Li.
There was no clumsy performance as usual, and his movements were extremely smooth. Without knowing what happened, he was already sitting next to Li Li.
The tone was not as dull as usual.
Under the silvery moonlight, Yu Xiao's golden hair fluttered slightly, as if shining with silver light. He turned his head to look at Li Li, and his round red pupils seemed to reflect the moonlight.
Thoughts raced through her mind, and a quiet environment was conducive to her thinking, and also conducive to her acting.
"Have you finished your work?" Li Li didn't look at him, staring at the scene outside the window, but her eyes were unfocused. "The sea is not as wide as your control."
Have you decided not to pretend to her?
Or was it that her conjecture was wrong, and Yu Xiao and Shuang were not exactly the same person?
There are shots in the comic that focus on depicting Yu Xiao's changing facial expression, which means that the cartoonist is very likely to follow Yu Xiao's line, and it is very likely that the cartoonist will draw Yu Xiao approaching her that night.
It's time for her to perform again.
Li Li thought about the attitude she should have, and then naturally revealed her resistance.
Abandoning her God's perspective, abandoning her bystander attitude of wandering in this world, and using the eyes of "Heige" to immerse herself in thinking.
Then she would not doubt the prophet at the beginning. She should have had a thick filter for the prophet until she deduced that Yu Xiao was Shuang Buyan.
So she would be very resistant to him.
These two people absolutely cannot be the same person, no matter for her, Yiming, Chaotiao, or the former Supernatural Guild.
"Really?" Yu Xiao muttered, and then said with some interest, "Then you just can't sleep, do you want a glass of milk?"
"I'm not thirsty." Li Li refused concisely.
"Or you'll feel sleepy if you're full, do you want to?" the blond-haired boy continued.
"Not hungry." Another refusal.
Yu Xiao was a little hurt: "Do you have any opinion about me?"
Li Li's expression faded: "Congratulations, you were a little late in noticing it."
Yu Xiao: "...Don't say that. I'd be sad if I said that."
He looked self-doubting, as if he was trying to remember what went wrong that caused him to be so rejected.
Li Li didn't look at him.
She tilted her head back slightly, leaning against the back of the recliner.
As she moved, her slightly long black hair slid down the back of the chair and shoulders. Her slightly raised jawline connected to her neck and finally sank into the slightly high collar.
She closed her eyes and seemed to be dozing off.
This is a gesture of refusing to communicate, like erecting a defensive fortress.
Li Li knew how she should react. If she knew that Yu Xiao was Shuang Buyan, she would be suspicious and would find it strange. Why was Shuang Buyan still alive? Why did Yu Xiao always stay by Yiming's side and only guide Yiming imperceptibly, but not meet with Sang Feiling, Hua Yizhi and other former members of the Supernatural Guild?
Sang Feiling had been imprisoned in Zhusheng City for six years. If Yu Xiao had taken action, there was no way that a high-level domain-type psychic could not have rescued her.
During these six years, Sang Feiling's face was disfigured and her legs were cut off. She changed from a free traveler to a disabled person who could only move in a wheelchair. She believed in the prophet so much. If the prophet was really alive, why didn't he save her?
Is it because she wants to keep the prophecy correct? If this is the reason, Li Li will really laugh.
The royal family and the prophet are definitely in opposition, and so are Lin Ran and the prophet. Lin Ran hates the prophet, and many of her words are subjective, so Li Li will not accept them all. However, if Yu Xiao can do it but doesn't do it, how can Li Li believe this person?
Unless he can give a reasonable explanation.
The air was quiet for a while, and then Yu Xiao said, "You are like a sulky child now."
"Then what are you? A nagging mother?" Feeling mocked, Li Li sneered, "Do you need me to help you change your personality?"
"It seems so." Yu Xiao shrank back, as if he was really frightened, and then he said, "Did I offend you in any way?"
He looked up, as if reminiscing: "I don't think we've met for a long time, have we?"
"Yes." Li Li said lightly.
It is true that I have not seen them several times. The first one was when they first met Jiao Huang. The second one was in Sitong City when Yu Xiao was tied to the stage and she was the silent bounty hunter standing behind An Heyu. The third time was in Ranmu City when Yu Xiao was chased by a giant goose and then met her.
After that, we visited each other more frequently, but the number could still be counted on two hands.
But according to Haig's character, they should have met many times six years ago, whether it was one-sided or not.
Yu Xiao stared at Li Li with his round red eyes for a long while before he said firmly, "I see. We must have been familiar with each other before."
should?
With her fingertips tapping slightly on the other side, Li Li opened her eyes and turned her head. ⑥
Incomplete memory? Or did he really not know that she existed?
Because she came here to scam people and had never seen the prophet Shuang Buyan, she couldn't guess what the situation was based on this sentence alone.
"You have red eyes too." With the help of the moonlight, Yu Xiao could clearly see the color of the dark pupils.
Two pairs of red eyes with similar but slightly different colors met, one with black hair, the other with blonde hair. The quiet moonlight filtered through the window railings, forming beams of light that shone between them, as if fine dust was floating in the light.
"So what?" Li Li said.
The blond boy's expression softened, and he spoke slowly, in a softer voice, "Then I must be very familiar with you. I was just thinking that black would suit you better."
She did have black eyes, and Yu Xiao knew it.
Now this 'Yu Xiao' doesn't know?
The two Yu Xiao seemed to be separated, forming two different individuals. One was the Yu Xiao who stood beside Yi Ming and guided him, pretending to be stupid and doing everything with a purpose. The other was the Yu Xiao in front of him, who didn't seem to be pretending, had normal emotions and was willing to help others when he had nothing to do.
Believe him?
This is Shuang Buyan, and the previous one was just Yu Xiao?
For some reason they are just one body, and Shuang Buyan obviously has memory gaps and does not have Yu Xiao's memory.
Thoughts raced through her head, and Li Li didn't say anything, but just lay back down.
She had come out of that immersion a little bit, so her thoughts on this were
No, she wants red eyes, it's cooler that way.
She wants to be a cool guy without emotions, thank you.
Perhaps knowing that Li Li really didn't want to talk to him anymore, Yu Xiao paused for a moment, moved the chair back, and left the small balcony.
Just when Li Li thought Yu Xiao had really left, he turned back.
He brought a cup of hot milk and handed it over very enthusiastically.
"Here." He handed the hot milk to Li Li. After Li Li took it hesitantly, he stood up and said, "It's true that hot milk helps you sleep."
Li Li held the hot milk at just the right temperature and lowered her eyes.
"It's not good to stay up late, go to bed early." He was ready to leave this time. After opening the door, he smiled and said, "I hope you can give me a good face next time, you angry kid."
After saying this, he didn't give Li Li a chance to speak. He closed the door and brought up a gust of wind, as if he couldn't hear Li Li's sarcasm and that meant he had won.
Li Li looked at the hot milk in silence.
In fact, she stopped smiling and her face showed no expression since she felt Yu Xiao was no longer pretending.
She really felt that it was strange for Yu Xiao to say these things with that boyish face, as if there was an adult soul in a child's body, but it seemed that this was indeed the case.
As she was thinking, she picked up the cup and took a sip of hot milk.
Three seconds later, she put down the cup and rushed to the toilet.
It wasn't that there was anything wrong with the milk, it just made her sick.
The faucet automatically sensed the heat source and warm water flowed out. Li Li splashed her face, thinking that this was the first time she suffered so much.
At this moment, the phone vibrated. It was An Heyu. The comic stopped when An Heyu was exposed, but time did not stop in the comic world. Li Li estimated that he and An Heyu had already had a good talk.
And indeed An Heyu said: "Hu Yu really doesn't care whether I wear a skirt or not."
"Isn't that great?" Li Li stretched out her hand and lifted the wet hair on her forehead.
How great! Mom Hen finally avoided social demise and no longer had to face her brother's devilish questions with her thin skin, such as: Big brother, why do you wear a skirt?
Li Li actually made a plan B. If An Heyu was still confused about why his brother wore a skirt, she asked An Heyu to answer him: Because friends walk together for life, they have to have women's clothes if they want.
Then An Heyu asked back: Would you dress like a woman for your good friend?
Use the issue of death to shut up An Huyu, and then this topic can be brought to light.
However, Li Li estimated that according to An Heyu's personality, even if he told the truth, he would not follow her plan B. After all, when An Heyu heard this plan, his expression was very interesting.
"But we can calm down and talk properly." An Heyu sounded tired. "I don't want him to get involved in Tide's dangerous things. I didn't stop him from joining Tide because I didn't want him to be in danger. It happened so many times today, yesterday and the day before yesterday. If it weren't for us, he would definitely be seriously injured. But he felt that I started to control him again. I don't know what happened, so we started quarreling."
...This sounds very An Brothers. Li Li paused while lifting her hair.
She thought that An Huyu had grown up, An Heyu knew to let go, and that they could at least have a good talk after meeting again after a long separation.
"And then?" she asked.
"Then..." An Heyu paused, "Hu Yu cried very sadly, hugged me and cried, he said sorry for quarreling with me, could he... not leave him."
"Ah." Li Li felt that this was right. They couldn't just light up firecrackers and go crazy when they met like they did in the past.
She said, "That's great. You should stay with him for a while. Your brother won't stop crying."
As she spoke, she walked out of the bathroom and glanced at the table next to the lounge chair on the balcony and the steamless milk on the table.
A beam of moonlight shone at her feet, making the somewhat empty layout of the room clear in the darkness.
"No, I'm on my way back." An Heyu said, "Dan and I are in the newly opened snack street. There are many special foods. Dan is going to bring back some of his favorites for you to try. Is there anything you want to eat? We have avoided orange juice fish, pork belly with dumplings, vinegar fruit..." He was talking about some ingredients that he tried to feed Li Li these days but was firmly rejected.
"What are you talking to Haig about in secret? Call me." Dan's voice rang out.
"Wait, I haven't finished yet."
An Heyu didn't start arguing with An Huyu. Instead, he started fighting with Dan for the phone.
Li Li: "...Don't take any of it. Don't take my share."
Besides, she lost her appetite after listening to those things once!
After a while, An Heyu held his phone tightly and continued to talk to Li Li, "One last thing. Please let me keep an eye on the boy named Yu Xiao. Judging from his performance this afternoon, he does have some problems."
"I felt like he had some mental problems. He didn't behave like the same person when he left," An Heyu said. "The difference was huge, both in his demeanor and in his behavior."
"Mental illness? Or the effect of supernatural powers?" An Heyu pondered.
Hearing this, Li Li said vaguely, "I understand."
After hanging up the phone, Li Li took two steps and suddenly thought that the system prompt had not yet sounded, which meant that the update volume had not yet been reached. The comics must continue with An Heyu's story, and it is possible that the story of Sitong City will also be inserted. She has a hunch that she will also have to draw a few strokes on her side, and some things will happen later until the update volume is reached...
Is the cartoonist finished?
Li Li recalled the time when cartoonists worked overtime to catch up with the progress of the Ranmu chapter.
I wish people could draw in hospitals too. Come on, cartoonists.
...
Two days later, the struggle between Tide and the Princess reached its final stage, and the two sides fought the final battle at the edge of the city.
Li Li did not participate at first, because Chao Xi had An Heyu and Dan to help, and his combat power was not much behind.
Phantom crows circled in the sky, and the wind became more and more intense. Sang Feiling held the wheelchair, raised his head slightly, and looked at Sang Feiyuan in the sky.
This is the area where they fight. S-rank psychic Sang Feiyuan and S-rank psychic Sang Feiling are the only two people staying here.
They will decide the winner here, and the winner will go to other areas to provide support.
The same powers intersected in the air, and the wind blew away the dust around them. The green hair of the two people fluttered in the wind, but their eyes were fixed on each other, not moving away for a moment.
"I have never been able to figure out what kind of magic that prophet had that made you betray your family." Sang Feiyuan's voice was transmitted to Sang Feiling's ears through the strong wind.
"If you can't understand me, you naturally can't understand the gentleman," said Sang Feiling.
Living with Chao Xi and others these days has made her numb and pale face become lively again. She even seems to have returned to the past when she would joke around with the younger generations at will.
"Today's society is sick. People are killed every day for no reason. The strong make the rules but don't follow them, and the wailing and pain of the weak are inaudible." Sang Feiling stretched out his hand to Sang Feiyuan, "I know what you are angry about. You are angry that I abandoned you, I betrayed you, I gave up on you and walked a different path from you."
"Oh, how is that possible." Sang Feiyuan snorted coldly, "You are just a traitor."
"Look, it's like this again." Sang Feiling said, "Have you forgotten that the dog you raised when you were a child was killed by Qu Yan? You said to Qu Yan in front of him, 'It's just a dog', but you went home and hid in your quilt and cried."
The increasingly powerful wind blades cut through their skin, bringing up a streak of red blood.
"That was in the past." Sang Feiyuan said, "Have you forgotten what happened to your face and legs?"
His expression turned sinister: "I did it, didn't I?"
"After all, I betrayed the empire. It's already pretty good that I survived with only a pair of broken legs." Sang Feiling said, "You must have worked hard to get this result. Every time you got new information, you would come to the prison to tell me, as if to take credit for it."
"..." Sang Feiyuan didn't know what to say for a moment. He kept his mouth shut for a rare moment, and then he said after a while, "You have indeed changed."
His eyes became deep, he looked at the face that was no longer youthful and beautiful, and said: "You used to lift my quilt, drag me to find Qu Yan, and then beat him in front of me. You would say, 'Beat whoever bullies you, we Sangs are not afraid of anyone.'" Then he changed the subject, "What about now? What are you doing? Why are you enduring?"
The strong wind blew up the surrounding vegetation, and the dust was blown away instantly.
"Just like what I said just now." Sang Feiling said slowly, half of her frightening face softened because of her gaze, "You are angry because I left you, but many civilians, people without superpowers, people with weak superpowers, they are experiencing more tragic life and death separations every day, and these are things they should not experience."
"I want a world where I can see faces full of smiles and looking forward to tomorrow instead of people who are sad and numb on the road. I just want such a world."
She raised her eyes and said to Sang Feiyuan who looked confused, "I have always been like this. I only discovered it after Mr.'s reminder. I beat Qu Yan not only because you cried so hard, but also because I was very unhappy that he abused his supernatural powers and harmed lives."
"It's unreasonable." Sang Feiyuan said.
"I don't really want to fight you." Sang Feiling sighed, "But Tide doesn't have more manpower now."
She suddenly smiled brightly, just like when she was a child: "From childhood to adulthood, you have never been able to beat me, Sang Feiyuan."
Sang Feiyuan was stunned for a moment, and then said gloomily: "Based on who you are now?"
The wind lifted Sang Feiling from her wheelchair. Her long skirt fluttered in the wind, and her long green hair looked like vibrant green algae. Sang Feiyuan's figure was carried down by the wind at a very high speed. In an instant, only shadows of the two of them were left, shadows that kept hitting each other in the air.
They abandoned the clash of superpowers and chose hand-to-hand combat.
The Sang nobles' favorite physical fight.
The carefully controlled wind turned the hem of Sang Feiling's clothes into a sharp blade. She was like an elf wandering in the mountains, or a flying deer leaping in the woods.
The experience of fighting each other many times since childhood has made them very familiar with each other's habits, and it is difficult to tell who will win in the fight.
At this moment.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise from the southwest, followed by the collapse of a high-rise building in Sigh City, with rocks flying everywhere and even falling into the area where they were.
The wind did not stop, but the two people looked in the direction of the sound tacitly.
One was worried about Chao Xi's companions, and the other was worried that something might happen in Sigh City and hurt the princess. The two looked at each other and declared a truce.
They rushed towards the rising mushroom cloud, while a black crow flew over their heads, its red pupils reflecting the scene beneath the thick smoke.
"S-rank?" An Heyu was still wearing his red hood. He no longer covered his face, so he could hardly hide his surprise. "Something's wrong."
Behind him, Dan walked out from behind the thick smoke, his eyes full of cruelty: "He ruined the strawberry hairpin that Heige gave me."
Yiming at the side said the same thing: "He seemed to have suddenly become a different person." He said solemnly, "Even his supernatural powers seemed to have changed."
In front of them, behind the collapsed high-rise building, the purple-haired noble stood, with blood flying and dispersing the smoke-filled air, perfectly protecting Princess Misty Rain beside him.
An Heyu murmured: "Qu Tao? That's not right, his ability is not so destructive."
"Compared to Qu Tao, this ability is more like..." His voice faded away, and he himself looked incredulous.
An Huyu was still having a little cold war with his brother, but at this moment he couldn't help but ask, "Who is it more like?"
Princess Wu Yu spoke. She looked at the enemy calmly as usual and said, "Let me introduce you. This is the head of the Qu family, Qu Ting."
The SS-ranked psychic, the patriarch of the noble Qu clan, at this time used the bodies of the younger members of the clan to come outside the floating city.
The purple-haired psychic smiled kindly: "Thank you all, I haven't seen the sky outside the floating city for a long time."
"Last time it was Lin Ran, this time it's finally my turn." He said cheerfully. This young man's body revealed the temperament and demeanor of an old man, without any of the bloody aura that the young people of the Qu family inadvertently revealed.
But everyone knew that he had killed more people and more cruelly.
But no one present cared about this; what they cared about was
"SS-ranked psychic!"
This is an opponent they simply cannot defeat at this stage!
But there is one person who doesn't care.
The white-haired boy seemed to have no fear, and said in a decisive and powerful voice: "Xiu Xiu, there is no air to breathe around the purple-haired guy!"
He cannot directly change the status of espers of higher levels than himself, but he can defeat them by modifying the environment around them.
"This young man is really vicious." said Qu Ting, the purple-haired noble who was still in the floating city.
Princess Wuyu could not deny it: "He is the magician's subordinate."
"Oh, the illusionist who made you run around so hard? The illusionist who killed Xiao Yan?" Qu Ting laughed, "What a coincidence."
Being unable to breathe is extremely fatal to Princess Wuyu, who has no superpowers, but standing next to her is Qu Ting, an SS-rank superpower.
Even though he is not here at the moment, he still possesses power that is unmatched by the S-rank.
His special ability is counter-injury.
In an instant, the thin air was dissipated by the blood, and with just a wave as if it was a light breeze, red blood flowed from the eyes of Dan, the originator of the supernatural power.
Immediately afterwards, blood began to flow from his nose, mouth, and ears.
But this stubborn vicious dog didn't care about his ears and nose that had lost their perception, and continued with a hoarse voice: "All liquids exposed in this area should be vaporized."
As he spoke, the blood lines flying in the air seemed to flow at the edges and changed slightly.
The next second, Dan couldn't hold on any longer and suddenly knelt on the ground.
He covered his mouth, but the bright red blood
It continued to flow down, staining his light pink skirt red today.
The power still failed.
"Tsk tsk tsk, now that we've met, why not give that what was it a gift?" Qu Ting said.
"Illusionist Heiger." Princess Wuyu corrected seriously.
"Okay, then give a gift to the illusionist." Qu Ting could only follow the princess' words, and then looked at the people in front of him who could be easily killed by him. He also saw Tang who was trying to use his supernatural powers to heal his injuries.
He kindly explained, "Twice, if he tries to attack, my power will continue to damage his internal organs, and no one will be able to save him."
"He will be dead in less than ten seconds." Qu Ting said happily.
And at this moment.
"Dan, I'm going to rewind your life to when you left the house this morning. Do you understand?"
Black crows flew out from the woods behind them and then reunited. Amid the fluttering black wings, the figure of the black-haired young man gradually solidified.
Li Li brushed her mask, the corners of her black windbreaker bulged, and then she strode in front of Dan.
In the look of surprise from Tang, she bent down slightly and looked into Dan's eyes, which were already barely visible.
Phantom sound entered his mind.
Fingers in fingerless gloves flew, and after the sound of fingers snapping, wind rose, blowing through the white-haired boy's hair and his flowing red blood.
In an instant, the status is reset.
"Backtrack?" Tang murmured.
In the woods behind them, Sang Feiling and Sang Feiyuan just happened to rush over at this time, and in front of them, a blond boy stood beside a tree, his red pupils looking at the black-haired young man in front of him with a smile on his face.
With a flip of her wrist, a brand new strawberry hairpin appeared in Li Li's palm. She casually put it on Dan's hair, touched his head and then stood up.
"Sorry, what were you saying just now? I didn't hear it." She turned her head and looked at Qu Ting with a provocative smile.
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