Legend of the Asura

A few minutes later, the wind finally recovered a little strength, and he stood up and hugged the dragon roller, smiling at the North Pluto butterfly and saying: "We're going home now, and we're going to find a way to cure the roller completely. ”

Though in such a short period of time he has only recovered so little power of chaos, he can no longer wait, not for a second. How much he wants to be able to use the infinite space doors and return home in an instant, as he does in the world of return.

The sky is still a little gloomy, and the wind is not high or fast this time. In the course of the flight, he had little chaos left to lose.

The bitter North Pluto butterfly in her heart was silent, holding the man next to her tightly. Now he's the only one she's counting on.

More than an hour later, an irresistible sense of fatigue struck and the wind swung violently, darkening in front of him and falling straight down. Before landing, he used his last strength to summon the demon pot and send the North Pluto butterfly and dragon roller into the space of Kowloon.

Suffocated, the wind fell freely from the sky on the ground, without the power of chaos to protect him, his whole skeleton was broken, even his consciousness was almost completely broken, he struggled twice, then finally passed out. Before he fainted, he heard a woman shouting in surprise. Her voice seemed familiar, and she yelled, “Shura! ”

In Kowloon space, the North Pluto butterfly held the still comatose roller and sat quietly on the ground. At this time, she had no mind to look at the space around her, no mind to think about where it was and how she got here. Although it was dark here, she wasn't scared at all, because the wind was anxious for her to come in. The only thing she feared was that the roller in her arms suddenly left her.

Then, in silence, the dragon roller opened its eyes, his eyes dim, but in the eyes of the North Pluto butterfly, he saw the most beautiful star in the world.

“Kao, you're finally awake. Still sleepy?” She said softly.

The corner of the dragon's mouth revealed a smile and answered her with a lighter voice: "Mom, don't worry about me, I have nothing... I just dreamed that I felt the warmth my father had given me and heard someone calling me. ”

“Calling you? Who is it?” asked the North Pluto butterfly with a smile.

“… is a very subtle and magical feeling, I can feel it right next to me…”

At this point, the dark space suddenly sparkled with a gleaming white light that slowly floated from one corner of the space to the front of the roller. Slowly spinning. That's a very ordinary looking mirror, mirrored on both sides, with very complex patterns on the edges. In the mirror, the roller saw its pale face.

“Are you calling me? ”

“My name is Dragonfly. Can you tell me your name? ”

“Kunlun mirror? Hip... it's really a mirror. But you're a wonderful mirror. ”

“You want me to be your master... no, I don't want to be your master, if you want to be with me, then be my friend, okay? A good friend who can whisper, okay? ”

The white light around the Kunlun mirror flashed for a moment, and then it became more bright and more mysterious. As the meteor vanishes, it instantly turns into a line of white light that shoots into the eyebrows of the roller, causing the surface of his body to float with a light white light. In the white light, his body slowly floated out of the arms of the northern meditation butterfly, then slowly drifted back to the ground...

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I'm tired, I've never been so tired, I want to sleep so much...

No... Kaoru is waiting for me to save him.

He opened his eyes violently and frightened the woman who was watching him in his sleep.

“You... you're awake.” He found himself spying, the woman's face rose red and her heart beat a little faster. But his face was so perfect that her eyes were always attracted to her and she looked at it again and again, even giving her the urge to kiss secretly.

“Are you… Mirai?” The wind shouted in surprise and shook his head, finally confirming that it was not a hallucination.

“Well, it's been so long, I thought you'd forgotten me.” Mei Yu laughed and said, his eyes stopped on his white hair for a while.

The wind took some effort to sit up and found itself lying on a soft bed, pink sheets stained with dirt from his clothes. He took a look at the room, which, although somewhat rudimentary and sparsely stocked, was tidy and clearly a woman's room.

Mei Yu knew what he was thinking and hesitated to say, “This is my room. ”

“Is that what you live in?” The wind escaped, but soon regretted it. Though he had inadvertently discovered the yard where the heavens and the rain abounded, he did not go into the room and thought they were just covering their eyes. Nowadays, he is really reluctant to accept such a beauty, and he is one of the best beauties on the list of fairies in Huaxia.

"I'm used to it, at least it's quiet, and nobody's bothering us. ”

"We?" he said, "Hate the sky? ”

“He's in the game and probably won't come out for a few days. That's fine, or you might have to fight again.” The rain covered his mouth and laughed, but his heart was full of spectacles. Hate Day, never lost, was even thwarted in Shura's hands, both in the real world and in the game world. That was almost unacceptable to him. So he kept pushing himself up, and he was searching for Shura. If he knew that Shura was here, he would not hesitate to reveal his Last Yellow Springs sword.

“By the way, why did you fall from the sky, did you get hurt?” Mei Yu asked with concern.

“... because I heard a fairy calling me, so I fell from the sky.” The wind smiled, while silently regaining its strength.

“Shura, the greatest of all, would be so dishonest.” Suddenly I think of the aggression he made against me, and Mei Yu's face was noticeably red.

“How long have I been out?” The wind asked.

“A short time, just a few minutes. Do you... feel hungry? ”

The wind stared at her for a while, and she didn't look away until she saw her eyes full of red and xia and said with a smile: "Thank you... what a blessing to hate heaven, having a sister like you. ”

Mei Yu shook her head gently and smiled: “Don't say thank you to me, don't say you are Shuro, that's what I would do if a puppy cat fell from the sky. ”

“Will you bring your own room, too?” The wind grinned.

I couldn't speak for a moment when the rain was glowing. Even she couldn't figure out why she was so anxious to see him unconscious and then she didn't hesitate to drag him into her room and look at him quietly.

“We'll see each other again soon. It's just that now I have to go, and I have important things to do.” The wind got out of bed and rejuvenated itself. In his time talking to Mei Yu, he had regained some of his power of chaos, and he was afraid to delay rescuing Kao because his life could be in danger at any moment.

“Are you leaving?” The rain broke out and quickly blushed again with excitement.

“Well, I have to go home right away. I'll definitely thank you next time I see you.” The wind apologized and then concentrated on calling the Northern Pluto butterfly in Jiulu space, suddenly his ears moved and he turned around and looked out the window. Then a voice sounds at the same time.

“Who's in there!” There was a noise outside of the room that hated the sky.

He heard the man in the rain house, and had it not been for the rain, he would have broken in.

The rain is obviously stuck, the color of panic appeared on his face, and he was overwhelmed by the appearance of hate days. The wind went wrong, pulling a black phantom outside the house in front of a day of hate. Even if he is now almost powerless, he will never be one to shrink.

Hate that the eyes of the sky flashed a red light, he didn't say one more word of crap, the red light flashed in his hand, the Yellow Springs of the Last Day had held his hands, and then pinched a red light arc to the wind.

Usually hate the day has been wandering around the world, always trying to get stronger... but what happens when you get stronger? What can I do for myself? What is the purpose of your life? What is the goal of life?

Every day he survives, he gets lost. Looking back at humans of all shapes in the world, he knew that he and they would never be one of a kind and would never be able to integrate into one another. He was excluded from the world, as if he were not a man of the world.

Time slowly passed, and he couldn't find his way, even defeating Shura began to fade away. Man survives because he has a goal, and he is like a walking corpse with no direction. Childhood hatred, perseverance, slowly deteriorates after entering the real human world until it slowly disappears. He began to feel that his existence was a mistake and a burden. If she doesn't exist, then she can find her place in peace, and many people can live in peace without having to worry about his “cold face killing God”.

The wind retreated quickly, dodging a sword of hate, and then summoned the dragonfly, blocking it. Hate the late Yellow Springs in Heaven's hands is very different from what he saw last time. Though his appearance remained unchanged, the bloody glow, motivated by the blood of Heaven Killer, was almost as intense as a punctuation, and the invisible repression suppressed him. His whole body was a little stiff, like being held tight and tight.

“Hate God, stop!” The rain rushed out of the room in front of the day of hatred: “He was just wounded and couldn't fight. ”