noffsinger Chapter 323 Doing the opposite
Chapter 323 Doing the opposite
Wu Feipeng responded, and not only did he not let go of Duan Jiashu's hand, but he exerted a little force on his hand and pulled him closer to his arms.
Wu Feipeng's breath gently fell on Duan Jiashu's neck. The itchy touch made Duan Jiashu tremble unconsciously. He could even clearly feel the other's body temperature and even the steady and strong heartbeat.
It was clearly the same tone as usual, yet it was inexplicably lingering.
“Um… Hongyu, let me go first.” It’s so weird, it feels like ants are biting me!!!
"Brother, do you dislike me?" Wu Feipeng felt a little aggrieved, with the corners of his mouth slightly turned down, like a petal hit by frost, with a lovely arc, and the angle was just right, revealing a bit of cuteness.
Looking at the other person's expression, Duan Jiashu felt even more uncomfortable all over. He wanted to get out of the other person's arms. His wrists were already a little red, which showed that Wu Feipeng had used a lot of strength.
Faced with "Wu Feipeng" with such an attitude, even if he had some guesses in his mind, Duan Jiashu couldn't help but feel soft-hearted - wait until he gets away and kill the other party lightly.
But before he could fight back, he suddenly heard the humming of a spirit sword.
"Om-"
I saw a magic sword like a silver lightning whistling from the front.
The sword was crystal white all over, emitting a cool sheen. The runes on the blade flickered and danced, as if venting the owner's dissatisfaction and anger.
The spirit sword drew a perfect arc in the air, bringing up a sharp whistle, and rushed straight towards the two people. The spirit sword was surrounded by a biting chill, and the sword body flashed a cold light. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be cut apart, making a "sizzling" sound.
It shot straight between the two of them, so fast that the two didn't have much time to react.
Wu Feipeng sensed the approaching danger and subconsciously let go of Duan Jiashu, dodging the attack of the spirit sword. The spirit sword stopped accurately between the two of them. The sword body trembled slightly and made a low buzzing sound, as if venting its dissatisfaction.
"What are you hiding from?" The voice of the visitor was clear, but it was filled with sarcasm and hidden anger.
Duan Jiashu moved away from Wu Feipeng without making a sound, and then he saw the figure of the person in front of him appear - Wu Feipeng, the same Wu Feipeng.
"Brother, come here, that's a disguise..." Before "Wu Feipeng" could finish his words, he saw Duan Jiashu walking away from him without hesitation and running to the opposite side.
"Wu Feipeng": "???" Is its loophole so obvious? ! It has observed before that these two people should be like this!
Wu Feipeng looked at the phantom demon disguised as himself with a gloomy face. His eyes were as if frozen in ice and his expression was extremely ugly. He exuded a cold aura that kept strangers away. Every inch of the air seemed to be frozen by his anger.
But when Duan Jiashu ran over, the expression on his face suddenly changed as if a magic was cast. The gloom was swept away, and his originally furrowed brows instantly relaxed. The corners of his mouth raised high, revealing an extremely brilliant smile, bright and sunny. There was no trace of the fierce look just now. He looked harmless, like an enthusiastic and excited dog.
"Brother, it's great that you recognized me!"
Qin Xiao witnessed an intangible cultural heritage performance in the back. He remained silent as he watched the gloomy boy in the previous second turn into a sunny and cheerful boy. As expected, he now realized that these people from the Discipline Hall were all harmless on the surface, but they were all evil at heart and each one was more pretentious than the other.
When Duan Jiashu saw Wu Feipeng, he no longer felt uncomfortable. Instead, he felt like he had someone backing him up and went to complain.
"That thing was so disgusting. It stuck to my back and pinched my hands! It even spoke with a pinched throat!"
Wu Feipeng, who wanted to pretend, said: "???" Is that right?! You and that guy were like that too, so what was so disgusting about his behavior?!
Seeing that the situation was not good, a trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the phantom demon, and the calmness pretended on his face collapsed in an instant.
It was well aware that the situation was critical at the moment and that the strength of Wu Feipeng and Qin Xiao should not be underestimated. If the stalemate continued, there would be no good ending.
Almost instantly, it made the decision to escape, turned around and ran towards the mirror beside it. Its movements were panic but filled with a determination to risk everything.
At the moment of touching the mirror, its body twisted slightly and turned into a blurry black shadow, trying to drill into the mirror and escape with the help of the complex and intertwined mirror space.
Qin Xiao's eyes flashed when he saw this. He was well prepared and summoned his spirit sword without hesitation.
The spirit sword was surrounded by dazzling light, and the air was torn apart wherever it passed, making a sharp whistling sound.
However, the phantom demon seemed to be prepared, and at the moment when the spirit sword was about to hit it, it dodged to the side with a strange movement and narrowly avoided the fierce attack.
There was a hint of surprise in Qin Xiao's eyes, but he was not discouraged. He quickly formed seals with his hands, and the spirit sword spun in the air and attacked again. For a moment, the surroundings were shining.
Under this intensive attack, the phantom demon began to pretend to be exhausted. Its movements became slow, its dodging was no longer as agile, and its breathing became disordered, as if it would fall down at any time.
Qin Xiao had some doubts when he saw this, but he was eager to win. In addition, the opponent had many flaws, so he was careless for a moment and relaxed his vigilance, and only called on the spirit sword to attack fiercely.
At this moment, the counterfeit seized a gap between Qin Xiao's moves, exerted force suddenly, and rushed towards a mirror again. Qin Xiao thought to himself that something was wrong and wanted to stop him but it was too late.
Wu Feipeng, who had been waiting for an opportunity, took action.
The phantom demon had just got half of its body into the mirror and was unable to dodge, so it was hit head-on by his sword energy. The mirror that was carrying it could not withstand such a powerful force, and with a "crack", it split like a spider web, and then shattered into countless pieces that scattered all over the ground.
Wu Feipeng smiled softly and repeated what Qin Xiao had said before: "The Discipline Hall seems to be nothing more than this?"
Qin Xiao: “…” He admitted that he was careless, but if you have the ability, don’t take it out on him. He is so narrow-minded. Will he just repeat what he said?
Duan Jiashu picked up the mirror fragments on the ground and crushed them lightly, turning them into powder.
Wu Feipeng said in a gentle tone: "It seems that if we attack at the moment when the phantom demon enters the mirror, we can break this formation."
Qin Xiao sneered: "They are so smart and mixed in with the cultivators. How can you force them to escape into the mirror? I'm afraid they can't even distinguish the cultivators they are not familiar with."
Wu Feipeng looked slowly at the smooth mirror, in which his eyes were reflected.
“Then I won’t tell the difference.”
Qin Xiao was stunned and didn't follow his train of thought: "What do you mean?"
Wu Feipeng turned his head and looked at Qin Xiao, his face still showing that humble look.
"They hold everyone they meet in their hands. For the sake of their lives, they will reveal their true colors. What do you think, Fellow Daoist Qin?"
The phantom demons are in the dark while they are in the light, so they cannot hide behind and disguise themselves in peace, and have to do the opposite.
Qin Xiao took a breath: Wu Feipeng, so terrifying.