Wow. Asahi bites the bastard again. It's a pity she missed his throat.

The earth wriggled under a hole surrounded by red-hot wood. Kamuy, want to dig a hole -

No Sakura, you. Other!

Bai Feng raised his arms, igniting anger, pain, and betrayal, burning with a raging flame. The fire roared, consuming wood like glittering paper, and he spun as he swept his arms down into a fire that had been drilled down—

Burning to the soil Zheng consumes in white-hot rage.

This labyrinth isn't just on the surface, elves!

Kamui's screams grew louder and louder, tickling at his ears like the cricket mouses-

Cut off, and suddenly there was a feeling of parting. A gray mist rose from the flames and shredded.

"It's over, nephew. ”

Bai Feng staggered, painfully raising his chest to see the strong hand grasp his shoulder. Everything is painful, and the world has a tendency to be restless, turning gray at strange moments. "Uncle?"

Moaning farmers were scattered on the ground behind them, like many fallen leaves. At least one of the decapitated spears was shattered by the exasperated blade, and Asahi stood next to Shuo, hissing.

Yang Hongyi was hungry and tired, and smiled.

The uncle coughed with his fist, and his eyes laughed bitterly. "I thought, maybe, we'd better go. ”

"My house!"

"Soon," Iru added dryly.

Bai Feng took a step back, and finally walked into the burning building. The ranch house had self-destructed, and the flames burned slowly along the connected hedges, and when the fire came out of it, the ground was burning. In the blink of an eye, Bai Feng raised a hand-

"Let it burn. ”

Bai Feng swallowed and picked up the knife. "Uncle?"

"Fire can purify a lot, and if the city can't do justice, I believe that's enough. ”

Bai Feng grimaced and glanced at the road. Lanterns, torches, flashes of steel..."They may disagree with you. ”

"Oh, ah," Uncle Iru muttered.

They have weapons, Yang Hongyi thinks. They're much fresher than we are, anyway. We don't want to hurt anyone.

He decided to whistle.

And Asa lifted up his head, and walked toward them.

Bai Feng grabbed the reins and glanced at his uncle.

Wu Jing stared at the ostrich horse. Glancing at the half-conscious rancher and the frightened Mrs. Lin. I sighed as I looked at the blazing flames.

Leaving his uncle to search the stables, Yang Hongyi ran to find their supplies.

Asahi was riding in the saddle, and Wu Jing was not far behind. "Where are we going, nephew?"

"Anywhere but here. ”

......

I should have been a little more specific.

He should have been clearer. It's true. They have hooks, fishing lines, bait to sail to where they will eventually live in a dry wasteland, where water is scarce and fish are even more scarce. Not to mention a town full of frightened civilians and a group of thugs disguised as home guards.

At least the stew of the Latin American economic system has been filled. Although he was really not sure about the work he was doing on the roof of their barn. It doesn't match the other tiles at all.

However, even my uncle admits that it would be better to give up practicing medicine in a few towns. Just in case Lu Yu spread the news. No matter how much hunger it left them.

The robe was still tightly wrapped in one of their saddle bags. Uncle insisted on holding on. For luck.

I hate luck

"Why, uncle?" Bai Feng asked now, as they rested on the grass, preparing for their next move. It's not that much to go and not in the desert. "We all hit it. But they can't cut it off. It doesn't make sense. ”

Iro lay back and smiled softly. "I thought you didn't want to know more about the gods, Lord Bai Feng. ”

"I didn't," Bai Feng insisted. "Why do you call me that? We're out of nowhere."

"Because it's important. Wu Jing slapped his fingers with his fingers and chose his words. "Many people believe that strong benders exist in the family. In a way, this is true. Bending is a gift to the soul, and spiritually strong people tend to raise strong children. ”

Bai Feng frowned and sat up. "If this is true - why eliminate Airbus?

"The point is to destroy the cultivators, to remove the knowledge of air bending from the world, so that the cycle will be broken," Wu Jing said solemnly, standing up and looking into his eyes. "Unless there are a few empty bison hiding in the farthest mountain, they are gone. Anyone who is born with such endowments has no one to teach them. He laughed. "Although I have heard some interesting stories, the stories of refugees from this world that we saw in the Hokukong Temple-"

"I don't want to know"

Wu Jing raised his eyebrows. Bai Feng glared angrily, trying not to think about it. "We saw them gliding, taking advantage of the wind, and that's it. ”

If I knew anything, if my father knew, I probably had to- no. Not my problem. Cultivators are my problem. That's it.

He looked aside, feeling strange guilt. "So what does bending have to do with swords?"

"It wasn't your sword that stabbed him, young sir. It's the power of your technique, and it's the power of your will. Iru smiled at him. "If I hadn't known that both of us had the strength to survive this encounter, I wouldn't have risked dealing with a soul bent on malice. ”

Bai Feng swallowed. "I'm not strong" unlike you.

"We have to teach you more history," Wu Jing mused. "While it may be difficult to find the scroll I'm looking for outside of the Fire Nation, cultivators can't be everywhere even before the Sojin Fire King. People have to deal with some ghosts alone. Those who are the most strong-willed and able to protect their people from evil - they tend to become great leaders, and their children follow them. This is your legacy, Lord Bone. It's mine. No exile, no decrees, no shame - "he held out his hand.

Bai Feng hardened.

Wu Jing sighed and let his hand fall. "None of this changes who you are, my nephew. You're strong. Here you go. He gently caressed his heart. "Never forget"

Never forget who you are after Bai Feng made those terrible lies and his mother's face disappeared in the neighboring two nights. "But Bai Feng is stronger"

"Bai Feng is more skilled," Iro said bluntly. "The two are not the same. Bai Feng can't even try what you're starting to master. ”

Bai Feng glanced at the morning sun and happily planted grass, shrubs, and occasionally crickets-mice. Look elsewhere. "It really impressed my father. ”

"The Fire Lord doesn't have a high heart," Iro admitted. "My brother is a suspicious man. I understand why your mother didn't bring her skills to his attention. You may not have time to listen to my proverb, nephew, but I think Ze learned too well: all medicine can be poison-"