"Stop!"

On a sunny day, under the scorching sun, a slender figure stood in the wind, and the white shirt outlined a sturdy figure. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There was a person behind him, with an indifferent expression and a serious tone.

The man in white didn't look back, but just snorted in a nasal voice, "What's the matter?" ”

The man behind clenched his fists, his clothes were red, red like blood, I don't know if it was the original color, or if it was dyed red.

"Don't you know? In this place, only I will find you, and only I can find you. ”

"Oh?" The man in white turned around and made eye contact with the man in red, "It seems that you are looking for me because of that." ”

The man in red snorted as a tacit.

The man in white raised his head and looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, "I thought that with our friendship, you could listen to my explanation." ”

"Explain?" The man in red clenched his fists, "It's not all that can be explained perfunctory." ”

The breeze blew, blowing the ends of the white-clothed man's hair, which shone golden in the sun.

"Sure enough, you are still the same, you only look at your own understanding in everything, and never listen to other people's explanations."

"Any questions?" The man in red's fist clenched even tighter.

If it was that person's book, if the man in red had a sword in his hand, then the sword would have been handed out long ago.

At such a distance, as long as the sword is out, there is no possibility of missing it.

It's a pity that the man in red only has a full anger and no sword to vent his anger.

Therefore, the man in white can still look up at the sky at an angle of 45 degrees and talk eloquently.

"You have a bad temper like this, you have to change it, otherwise, there will always be someone who will make you suffer, and then come."

The man in white was stunned, and his eyes suddenly became sharp, "You lost not just face, but your life!" ”

"Hehe," the man in red smiled, not a happy smile, nor a relieved smile, the angry expression was not suppressed, still stubbornly hung on his face, "Then don't worry about you, what you need more now is to care about your own life." ”

"My life?" The man in white bowed his head, "My life is naturally my own business, isn't it?" ”

"It's not."

"It's not my business, is it yours?"

"Yes, you almost fell to my death last night, shouldn't you apologize for your sin?"

……

"What are the two of them doing?"

Xinghua walked out of the door and saw Chunli and Erya with their two little heads together, not far away Seiya and Evil Martial Arts were now together, and they didn't know what they were talking about, so they stepped forward and asked.

"Shh

Erya turned around and motioned to Xinghua to whisper, "The two of them are acting in a model show, it's fun." ”

Xinghua was confused, what the hell is the model play, can it be a drama? How does it feel more like rakugo.

Erya turned around and continued to enjoy the classic cross talk brought by the Seiya Evil Martial Arts group, "what/are/you, what!" ”

As I was watching, there was a sudden tremor from the earth, perhaps in a country where mud bombardments are frequent, and everyone has long been used to it, so the children in the square did not react much.

Only Chunli and Erya frowned and looked at each other, their expressions solemn.

"A Saint Seiya is coming to Edo."

Aioros appeared and whispered to the two.

“？”

The two asked, Xinghua was confused, what is the Saint Seiya, the hero who fought Godzilla? Or is it the enemy of the earth, the celestial of the Saint Seiya Star?

Aiolos didn't bother to explain, but instructed Erya and Chun-Li, "You stay here, don't go out, I'll go see what's going on." ”

Erya nodded, and the washboard sounded, "Uncle Da Ai, don't worry, we will protect the children here." ”

Aiolos turned to look at Chun-Li, "Protect your sister, and yourself!" ”

Chun-Li nodded solemnly.

Er Ya quit, "Hey, Uncle Da Ai, are you doubting me?" Do you think that my sister is better than me, I want to prove it to you, I am a warrior many times better than my sister! I ......"

Aiolos touched his head and stopped Erya's complaints, "Of course Harori is good, not only the young people here, but the whole land needs you to protect it." ”

"Of course!" Erya narrowed her eyes, "I'm the goddess who guards the earth!" ”

Looking up at the tall walls of Star Academy and the towering trees outside the walls, Aiolos nodded, turning into golden light and disappearing in place.

Xinghua stared blankly at the place where Aeolos disappeared, and muttered, "Brother, come and see the immortals with the evil martial arts!" ”

By the time Aeolos felt the scene, the upper part of Tokyo Tower had been almost demolished, and the towering spire had long since disappeared, leaving only a wide platform.

On one corner, two little girls fight inextricably.

On the other side, the holy clothes on Yalubinho's body were already in tatters, and only for two days the chains were still stubbornly shining with cold light, resisting Aiagos's attack.

In the middle of the platform, two burning golden men besieged the black-haired man, the golden sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the golden fist light flickered, although the besieged man could only defend, but the response was still very orderly, and there was no defeat.

On the contrary, it was Shura and Aeoria who were in a very dangerous situation at this time because of the excessive burning of the small universe.

For example, it's like a person who has completed a hundred people (bunker, word brother!) with the support of the little blue medicine. It seems that as long as the medicine does not stop, it can not stop. But he didn't know that at this time, the blue medicine had unconsciously overdrawn people's lives, and the moment the medicine stopped, it was his retreat.

This is the case with Shura and Aioria now, the two of them are already a little stunned, and they don't want to fight for their lives, but they also want to turn over the pretending criminals in front of them.

Le Xia is also difficult to ride a tiger, to be honest, he can't completely suppress the strength of the two Golden Saint Seiyas who burn their lives. Although it doesn't seem to be a failure, it's all because the two people in front of him don't have the strength to imprison him. And the physical skills of the two of them are basically taught by Lexia, so they can rely on their coquettish position to play on par with the full level of the two gods when they go out naked.

This incident teaches us a truth: restricting skills is an indispensable and crucial factor in teamfights. Otherwise, if the output point is not human, it is not much different from the decoration.

At this time, if you don't want Shura and Aioria to die due to life overdraft, then you need someone to break the game.

Le Xia glanced to the side with a feeling, fortunately, the person who broke the game arrived.

(I've been busy lately, this chapter was written from the beginning to the end, it took ten days, Xiaosheng did his best, and apologized to everyone on the speeding high-speed rail, and I hope to bear with me!) ps: I said that I didn't know how to be a prisoner, what do you think? ）