Mr. Hua was repeatedly frustrated, and he did not dare to act rashly for a while, but after all, he was well-informed and had a good eyesight, and soon sensed a few clues, and he made a look of mastery, and said tentatively in a nonchalant tone:

"A hand, do you like it, I'll give it to you. But how many more times can you have such an attack? No, no, no, how about we make a bet, I bet you won't last more than ten seconds. ”

As he spoke, his figure faded away, turning from reality to void into the gray mist behind him. He knew that as long as he held on the defensive at this time, it would not take much time to prove his conjecture.

The humanoid phantom on Lu Weishuang's body roared sharply, and while Mr. Hua had not completely hidden his figure, he rushed into the gray mist like lightning, and blasted out with a backhand. The blazing air currents swept away the gray fog in front of them, and the stream in that direction instantly evaporated to form a broken stream, and even the riverbed below and the ground by the river were blown away, leaving only a large area of scorching scorched earth.

This blow was earth-shattering, but Hanabi frowned when she saw it, and she muttered: "Oh no, the power can't be concentrated, Ah Shuang, Ah Shuang is starting to lose control." ”

Sure enough, the gray mist wriggled as if it were alive and quickly closed the gap, and it was obvious that Mr. Hua did not give the head under that palm, but was still alive and well.

The humanoid phantom returned to Lu Weishuang, who had fallen to the ground, swaying and turning, looking for the location of Mr. Painting, while brewing the next wave of attack. Suddenly, the humanoid phantom trembled, and a fist-sized crimson flame escaped from its body, and a little golden rune loomed in the flame.

Although the flames flashed and disappeared, and the humanoid phantom quickly stabilized as if nothing had happened, Sun Suhe's heart still sank, and even he, a layman, could see that something was wrong. He sighed in his heart, this painting gentleman is really old-fashioned, and at this time, playing procrastination tricks is more powerful than any fierce offensive.

At this juncture, Sun Suhe suddenly felt a warm breeze blowing towards him, and the wind was full of moist texture, as well as a fresh taste unique to spring.

Huahuo's face couldn't help but show a touch of joy, and she groaned in a hoarse voice: "The spring breeze is infinitely Xiaoxiang, and it is not free to want to pick apples." ”

In this treacherous battlefield, the wind came.

Sun Suhe didn't think much of it at first, but Hanabi's reaction made him feel unusual in the wind. This battlefield is full of strong winds, where does the spring breeze come from? Even if it is a wisp of natural wind leaking in from the outside world, it shouldn't be, this wind is very different from the texture of Xiao Sa in early autumn now.

Soon, the gray fog that filled the sky faded and disappeared at an extremely noticeable speed.

Huahuo looked at the air and smiled with relief: "Sure enough, Wang Yuyu has arrived." ”

Sun Suhe followed her line of sight, only to see that in the middle of the air, a fat old man came to the wind, he was dressed in a black suit like a dumpling, dragging a long red tie fluttering in the wind on his chest, and the few remaining strands of hair on the top of his head swayed in the wind.

Sun Suhe's mind flashed with inspiration, could it be that what he had just used was the poetic talent that Lu Weishuang had said? No wonder Huahuo suddenly chanted two sentences. This poem is so familiar. The spring breeze is infinitely auspicious. The spring breeze is infinitely ...... Sun Suhe read it silently a few times, and finally remembered, yes, this is Liu Zongyuan's "Reward Cao Serving the Imperial Elephant County to See the Mail". Remember that the whole poem should be:

Forced to flow in front of the mountain, the sao people are stationed in the Mulan boat. The spring breeze is infinitely auspicious, and it is not free to pick apples.

When I was studying in the past, I saw this little poem when I was looking up information in order to write a literature review, and I liked the hazy beauty of the Shen Yun poets in the poem at that time, whether intentional or unintentional, and I couldn't help but read it several times and memorized it at will. Later, because this poem had little to do with the literature review to be written, I didn't pay attention to it, but I didn't expect that there would be such a fate today.

The gray mist soon dispersed, and Mr. Hua stood proudly on a large rock, although his face was covered with blood, one hand was twisted and deformed and hung weakly, and the other hand was broken at the elbow, but he stood so casually, and there was still a great power on his body that could not be insulted.

He looked at the air with a gloomy face, and suddenly sneered: "Hmph, I thought who was so powerful, in front of me, "I am the only one". It turned out to be poetic talent. ”

He stomped his foot, and the whole person began to wriggle strangely. Sun Suhe took a closer look, only to realize that it was just a paper man. Mr. Painting's real body has disappeared at some point.

Wang Yuyu waved his hand, twisted the paper man into powder, and praised it in his mouth: "Good guy, good decision, just leave, there is no mud and water at all." ”

The humanoid phantom floating on Lu Weishuang's body pinched the spell with difficulty, slowly recovering from the translucent texture to the previous colorful appearance, and then quickly faded, returning to Lu Weishuang's body like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.

"I'm late. I'm late. Wang Yuyu slowly flew down like a huge balloon and asked with concern: "How is it doing? Are you all right? Our doctor is already on the way." ”

Huahuo's face was crimson, and she didn't know if it was because of weakness or shyness, she weakly tapped Sun Suhe's chest, "Suhe, thank you, cough, let me down, cough, okay?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, no, that, okay, okay. Sun Suhe stammered, gently put the fireworks on the ground, and then held her shoulders to let her sit down.

Lu Weishuang's body trembled, and his body that had fallen to the ground like a wood regained its vitality. She struggled to get up, but when her hands were halfway up, she suddenly shook, and her whole body could not support it, and she fell to the ground heavily.

Wang Yuyu's body moved, as if the clouds floated over with the wind, and his posture was chic and good-looking, just because of his size, it was more like a big balloon in the wind than the clouds. However, although it looked clumsy, the speed seemed to be slow and fast, and Lu Weishuang was held up as soon as he fell down.

"Oh, don't move, don't move. The doctor is on his way and will be there soon. Hey, I'll help you deal with it urgently. Wang Yuyu sat down with Lu Weishuang in one hand, flicked five fingers with one hand, and a warm breeze gently blew through Lu Weishuang's body. “

Lu Weishuang smiled weakly: "I'm fine." ”

Wang Yuyu's eyebrows jumped, and he straightened his face and said, "It's okay? Weishuang, why are you so messy." What kind of move is this? You don't use it like that. Even your dad wouldn't play with fire like that......!

Seeing that the tirade was about to be smashed on the head, Lu Weishuang pulled the corners of her mouth helplessly, and hurriedly begged for mercy coquettishly: "Wang Yugong, Uncle Wang, Weishuang knows that it is wrong, you will let me go." Don't tell my daddy. ”

"Oh, you, you, Miss Lu, Lu Fengxiao, Lu Weishuang, if something really happens to you, how can I explain it to your father." ”

"I'm not here for an outing. Lu Weishuang muttered dissatisfiedly, closed her eyes, sat cross-legged, and began to deal with her injuries with both hands.

Wang Yuyu let out a long sigh helplessly, got up and walked to Sun Suhe and Huahuo's side.

"Chief Hua, Mr. Su He, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. We're negligent in our work. Are you all right?"