"What is this, is the Nine Yang Divine Art?" Long Shencheng looked at his younger brother in surprise. The orangutan button was lingering in flames at this moment, like the God of Fire War, giving people the illusion that it was about to break the void. "I'll tell me, the way to practice the true energy of Fire to the extreme is to play with Fire**. I have prepared three containers of cloud bombs for you, and you don't need to live or die..."

"No...Brother, this is not the true energy of Firestar..." Jian raised his hand, and the golden flame was as sticky as liquid, burning and emitting in his hands. "This is an energy I have never seen before, but for some reason, it makes me feel so familiar..."

"Familiar?" Long Shencheng pushed his glasses, "We are brothers from the same child, and we have no amazing hidden background. You don't have to doubt this. I clearly remember that when I was born, I inserted my fingers through your nostrils and almost killed you."

"Ha? It turns out that my nostrils are bigger than my elder brother because of this!" shouted Gohner.

"No, the reason for the big nostrils is just because you are a gay man..." Long Shencheng turned his head and said as if nothing had happened.

"Nonsense!" Jian jumped and said, "What does it have to do with gay men when they become bigger? Only the chrysanthemums will grow bigger..."

He noticed something was wrong and immediately stopped the sound. Sure enough, he saw his brother looking at him maliciously.

Long Shencheng sighed in a little disappointed voice, this guy became more and more difficult to play with.

...However, this is more valuable for playing.

"Although you feel familiar, don't touch the energy of unknown origin. I will include these lights into the 'world' and use them after it proves that it is completely harmless." Long Shencheng said lightly, "Now, start working."

The light flames dissipated obediently, nodded to Long Shencheng, and moved away in the other direction. After turning, the younger brother's expression became a little gloomy. He stared at the sea of ​​light and fireworks, and a throbbing sound came from his heart.

"There is no crisis, but there is an indescribable strange feeling, and it seems that I am looking forward to something... What's going on with this intuition..." He swept forward quickly and searched around. "Although that's the case, I can't tell my brother clearly about this feeling. After all, I can't understand it myself... No matter what, I'd better search for the place I care about. Anyway, I feel that the light of this radius of hundreds of miles can be used by me. With four sword weapons in my body, even if the three demon kings join forces, I may not have no chance of winning. It's the time to relieve my doubts..."

He looked around and locked in one direction, and his sword eyebrows gradually raised: "Yes, the direction in his heart is where!"

The God of Martial Arts speeds up, and wherever he goes, the sea of ​​fire will automatically separate, like a minister who welcomes the king.

Finally, he discovered a huge pit.

A white-haired man lay quietly in the crater, his eyes closed and naked. His strong body reflected a golden light under the light of the fire, silent and solemn.

At the first glance of the man, Jian's heart was like a sledgehammer, and an unknown emotion suddenly surged in his heart. The man had a slender and handsome figure, with a firm and handsome face, attracting everyone's gaze like a light in the dark, like a natural leader, but his lips were pursed tightly, outlining a curve of worries and anger, not knowing what he was laughing at or regretting something... Suddenly, Jian felt a chill on his face, and reached out to touch it, and tears flowed down for some reason.

"This guy..." He looked at the unconscious person in surprise, feeling mixed with emotion, but he didn't know where these complex and profound feelings came from. "Who is this guy... I always feel that I have known him for a long time, but I don't have any memories of him..."

The key jumped down and slid to the man's side. The ape gently lifted him up, then jumped out, put the person in his arms on the flat ground, and shook his head: "Hey, are you okay? Wake up, wake up! Hello!"

He knew how inexplicable the worries that suddenly appeared in his heart were, but indeed, he had hundreds of questions to ask the person in front of him. This matter was a bit strange. He had no memory, but had a very real sense of familiarity and remembrance. Was he accused of some strange curse? He observed the man carefully. No matter whether it was the call of words or the input of true energy, he could not wake him up. Let me notify my elder brother first...

He took out the communicator from his pocket in a hurry. He was about to press the call button, but his body stiffened slightly, and his whole body seemed to be frozen, slowly raising his head.

His brother appeared three meters away at some point, and was looking at him with extremely cold eyes, as if he was watching an arthropod that degenerated four times a day. He pushed his glasses and said lightly: "There is a very famous drama in Ming Dynasty called "Farewell My Concubine". Do I want to write you a song "The God of War"?"

He opened his mouth, and thousands of words were summed up in one sentence: "Brother... this is a misunderstanding..."

"Misunderstanding?" Long Shencheng said coldly, "Faced with the naked man falling from the sky, you held the man in your arms and looked at it over and over again. Is this a misunderstanding? Do you think this is the humanoid computer you picked up? Why, do you want to hold his joystick?"

The kid shivered violently, as if he thought of some things that were not suitable for children: "No! I just think this guy... I seem to have seen him somewhere..."

"..." Long Shencheng's eyes became even colder, as if he was looking at a mollusk that degenerated five times a day. "I think I've seen it somewhere? That's how you usually chat with boys?"

"Really! It's true, brother!" Jian said anxiously, "If you don't believe it, come and see him yourself!"

"I want to see...uh!" Long Shencheng walked up with a sneer, glanced at the man's appearance, and suddenly his face stiffened, and then a strong sense of fear appeared, "It's a bad feeling... button, get out of here!"

He pulled his brother up, pulled him behind him, kicked him up, kicked the man who fainted on the ground three or four meters away. Surprise and doubt were intertwined in his eyes, and eventually evolved into a strong murderous intent: "I can't figure out where he came from, nor who he is, but I have a bad feeling...why kill him now!"

He stretched out his hand toward Jian and sternly said, "Give me the sword of Olympus!"

Long Shenjian had never seen his brother lose his composure so much, but he knew it was of great importance. Although he felt a little reluctant, he still obeyed his brother's instructions without hesitation. Cheng took the wide giant sword, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, walked towards the mysterious man who was lying on the ground, and raised the sword high. The sword had terrifying power and strange characteristics. If he had a sword, no matter what he was, it would all be destroyed, but... his hands were trembling.

"...It's so weird! Fuck!" After a long time, Long Shencheng cursed angrily, but he didn't slash it down. He inserted his sword to the ground and waved to his younger brother, "I didn't have breakfast today and I can't use my strength. Come and kill him!"
Chapter completed!