Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

Ling Li's eyes were like the cold wind of deep winter, and Wu could not help but pull the mask on his face with the stinging coldness, trying to hide himself under the mask.

As Yong Yi walked past her, all that was left in the room was text.

She stepped forward and patted Wu Ye on the shoulder: "Don't mind, that's how the demons have a temper."

"I know." Even if he knew the ending, Ke Wuye's tone would inevitably look a little dull.

"But, I didn't expect that Along, your mouth is really poisonous. This is the first time I have seen that angry fox." Wenwen said haha, half-jokingly.

"This is not my intention... forget it," Wu shook his head, and Wu didn't want to defend himself anymore, and changed the subject: "Let's go, Miss Hua Fan is still waiting."

"Hey, Along, do you want to go too?"

"Even if I stay here, there is nothing I can do." Wu Ye pretended not to care about the authenticity. Perhaps he was over-concerned, but the words of Yakumo Zi really gave him a bad feeling.

"That's what I said." Wenwen didn't doubt Wu Ye, and they left the monster's territory as they spoke.

Like last time, Wu Ye still chose to act with the Tengu. Of course, the reason was that he had offended the ghost clan. Even if he wanted to go with Cuixiang, he might not agree with him.

Coming to the wasteland again, the tengues launched a search formation. Wu Ye and Wenwen maintained their normal speed in the center, while the other tengu began to spread out in a net shape to achieve maximum search efficiency.

"It's really strange to say."

"what?"

"No, I just think humans are really difficult this time," Wenwen wrinkled his nose and whispered: "I have never seen them so persistent before, as if they knew that Lord Ibaraki was alone. "

"Really..." Wenwen's words made Wu also take his heart a little bit. Human beings tend to be cautious in combat due to the problem of combat effectiveness. This time there will be such a situation of sticking to the Chinese fan... Is your guess right?

This can also explain why humans will send crusade teams to the wasteland again and again.

"What's wrong, Aaron?" Wenwen was surprised when he saw Wu suddenly.

"No, nothing," Wu Ye concealed a little, and seemed to glance at Wen Wen Kongruye's hands casually: "By the way, Wen Wen, where's your feather fan?"

"Feather fan?" Wenwen was taken aback: "Of course it was placed at home. How can I take care of such things when fighting."

"...Just ask, isn't that the prop you use to raise the wind?"

"Ah? The wind prop? Who said that." Wen Wen glanced at Wu Ye amusedly, snapped his fingers, and the wind followed.

"Hey, this is..."

"Although I don't know who told you, Aaron, you actually think that feather fans are used to raise wind. If that's the case, our Tengu would be too weak? Even the mere wind needs the help of props."

"..." Wu Ye's face twitched, is that what happened?That lupin is only for decoration?By the way, who told him that the feather fan is a prop for the wind...Ah, when I think of it, you are the bastard Wenwen!

"But well—" Wenwen's eyes moved, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth revealed a hint of thoughtfulness: "You have proposed a very interesting idea, maybe it would be fun to play like this."

"Are you serious?"

"Of course it's serious, now, Aaron, you say-dangerous!!"

Everything happened between the electric light and flint, the scorching sun dazzled in an instant, Wu Ye only felt a gust of wind whizzing past his ears, and he recovered that he was hugged by Wen Wen and hit the ground violently.

"Ahem! What's going on..."

Covering his mouth and nose with one hand, and waving the agitated smoke with the other, Wu Ye was lying on the ground, Wen Wen was lying on his body, and scarlet blood was constantly leaking from a shocking wound on his back.

"Hey, Wenwen, are you okay!" Wu Ye hurriedly helped Wenwen to sit up. Her face was slightly pale, and the smile on the corner of her mouth seemed to be reluctant.

"This little injury is not in the way..." Wiping off the sweat from his forehead, Wenwen staggered to his feet with Wu Ye's support, his eyes locked in the sky, and an extra figure appeared there.

In the red dress of the flame sword, the red pupils like monsters reflected the scene of the tengu's defeat.

That is Yihime!

Wu Ye resisted the urge to call out his name. In a short moment, there was no one standing and talking except for himself and Wenwen. Hell, how could Yuezhimin be so ridiculous!

"Who are you?!" The killing of her companions was the second most important thing. Wenwen's proud speed was only able to save Wu Ye, which really humiliated her.

Yi Ji and Feng Ji are different. They always face the floor with the same color. Wenwen's strength is not enough to make her cast a proud look. What she cares about is Wuya.

To be precise, it was the breath of Wu Ye.

"I thought I caught a mouse, but I didn't expect that there were other fish that slipped through the net."

Yi Ji's ignorance made Wen Wen very angry, but the oppression of Yi Ji's body was even more terrifying than the Heavenly Demon, but Wen Wen felt a little scared.

Although Wenwen didn't understand Yi Ji's meaning, Wu Ye understood very well. At this time, if he still didn't understand that he had suffered for Yakumo Zi...His mind hadn't been as pure as that.

It's just that he didn't want to understand, how did Yakumo Zi know that he would also come to the wasteland, if he didn't come, wouldn't the tengu all be wiped out?

But Wu couldn't take care of these things for the time being. He just wanted to pay tribute to the other party. The courtesy exchanges must be doubled.

"Sharp Spear -" The red demon power is like a rushing thunder. As Gangnier was pulled out of the gap by Wu Ye, the bloody sense of oppression suddenly changed the color of the world.

It's a lie--Wenwen subconsciously covers her small mouth that was slightly opened because of surprise. It has only been a few days since she saw Wu Ye control this gun, but it has become stronger again?

Growth is a very ambiguous concept, but Wenwen has never seen such a short interval and such a big change.

"Aaron, you..."

"Wenwen, you go first and leave it to me here."

The last time I fought side by side with Wenwen seemed to have been a cutscene in countless memories. At this level, Wu Ye can finally say this sentence upright.

Well, but it is inevitable that the thought of pretending to be handsome is at work.

Yihime, why the messenger of the Moon City appeared here is no longer within his consideration. It is not an existence that can be negotiated, and threats or compromises are meaningless to her.

The people of the moon will not bow their heads to the people on the ground, nor will they give them mercy, and Wu Ye is no longer the kid who needed to hide in the gap and could do nothing.

So, now he has only one thing to do--

"It's the least effective but the easiest way to knock down all the opponents in front of you like an idiot. Well-thinking about it carefully, I still can't understand how Reimu's brain circuit works."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Yihime frowned. Even though she was a born god who was born in the Moon City and had never experienced the War of Gods, she could clearly feel the power of the gun in Takeya's hand. The fear deep in the soul.

"Don't mind, it's just my self-talk." When the voice fell, the sharp gun in Wu Ye's hand roared, and the sky was dyed red in an instant.

Chapter 71—The Victory from Hardship

"Huh, huh, cough cough cough——!!!"

Scarlet drops of blood burst from between her fingers, Yi Ji stroked her undulating chest, and it took a while to calm down.

"To be honest, you... really surprised me."