"It's like that failure," I knew what my father wanted. Her smile was as mocking as ever. It's cold. "I'm not going anywhere. ”

Bai Feng swallowed dryly. "Yes, you are. "For the sake of the father. For my people. Come to me.

I've got to get this done.

The smile spreads, and the white teeth sparkle. "Who's going to let me, Mom?"

Traitor. Poisoners. You're going to die like her, and no one even cares if you're gone

Years of whispering, eating at him like sour. He knew what she was waiting for, and hated himself for it, and his temper would get out of control, making him vulnerable to her-

A warm memory in the shape that brings a feeling of absence from pain. A soft whistle sounded, and the feather gratefully pressed against his hand. Justice for a nameless grave.

"Bai Feng can't even try what you're starting to master. ”

Bai Feng gasped and let the whisper fade away. Not this time, Bai Feng.

Her smile receded slightly, and he couldn't calm the shivers. He knew the expression. Bai Feng saw something she hadn't expected and was thinking about how to fit it into her plan.

Blue Fire.

"One of the best neighborhoods, just not there. ”

Unfortunately, it seems that the uncle's advice about fighting will never catch up with Bai Feng. He had no choice but to block her fire and take a breath on the dusty ground

Faster than me, better she'll win-

"We don't need to win this battle, Lord Bai Feng. We must not lose. “

My people. With his fingers clenched, Bai Feng coughed and stood up, unable to help but be surprised that Bai Feng hadn't killed him yet-

She's chasing the true one. Of course.

"Smart warriors know their limits and accept their limitations. If she's more skilled than you, how can we take advantage of that?"

Good question, Uncle Bai Feng fired an explosion of blue flames at Aang, and everyone almost missed. She became faster, more skilled, more precise, more precise in her control

Bai Feng controlled everything around her, just like their father. What they couldn't control, they destroyed.

Let her lose control. Make her angry.

Bai Feng chased the cultivator into a ruined building. Bai Feng let her hear him follow him, and then whipped it, suppressing his impulse. Chase when he ran back to Lu.

Of course, chase him into the building. Air bender, white edge. He loves to jump people off walls, I should have known. He could get out of the window and was gone.

Right at the door, Bai Feng swept his arm with an arc he hadn't used in weeks, his hands curled up, ready-

Shoot fire into the main support beam, and felt they caught.

A good warrior turns the terrain into his ally. Ghost town. Dry wood

This won't kill you Bai Feng knows, he doesn't know who he is thinking about because he is urging the flames to rise. Like an elegant and angry bundle of dark hair and a blue dress, what wrestles with him to the end is an oasis touched by the spirit. It's like Bai Feng hasn't never had a fight before.

This won't kill you. But it's sure to get your attention.

No matter how much his uncle pondered his tea, he could never miss it.

......

Bai Feng thought calmly, as the flames rose around them, clinging to the windowsill on the second floor, this was new.

Either it was a particularly desperate move on the part of her poor brother, or it was Bai Feng who became ruthless when he was banished.

Please. His tea-drinking quirks?

As a great general, it was easy for her uncle to fool her. Playing with her brother. Just smile at the right time and see how hard Bai Feng worked, wasn't it a shame that he had to be a year behind her and couldn't catch up?

It is impossible for Bai Feng to catch up. He worries about others. Care about their thoughts, as if the thoughts of the weak are important to the royal family. He didn't focus

So. Then you have to be cornered. It's not that it's going to work. She's a child prodigy, after all. The best. It is easy to prevent overzealous fire on her.

Although it did distract her. It's annoying when the cultivator is so close-

Well. Look there. Trembling and sweating, even the air balloon that flew out from under him was the air bender who was afraid of catching fire.

Poor Bai Feng Bai Feng. You're such a good brother.

What a good fool.

......

...... Now, at this time.

He's on the street. At least Bai Feng thought he was on the street. He had been wrestling with Bai Feng to control the fire, and she had done some twisting in the flame juice

After that, everything is blurry.

I can't die. I was too heavy, he blinked, and faded brown with determination. "Uncle?"

"Get up!"

He grabbed Iru's hand with a trembling heart. Uncle has been here. He promised, here he is.

You can't collapse without Sakura. Not yet, "it takes at least two bending machines to do that," Yang observed, and the world is still spinning.

Iroh was about to speak, but instead he blinked, raised his eyebrows, and looked at the crumbling building, which suddenly burst into flames. "Is Bai Feng in there?"

Explosions and gusts of wind echoed through the streets, "Yes," Bai Feng said coldly.

They ran to war.

......

Bai Feng Katara thought, dizzy, water ready.

The crazy blue torchbearer sister chased them all the way, why shouldn't their own personal monster reappear?

Sokha was right. We should let him freeze......

Aside from the madness, Soka thinks it's right that sleep deprivation drives you crazy, but she's never going to admit it - White Blade doesn't seem to be interested in Aang at all. He was engrossed in the girl in Fire armor and pushed her into the corner with the others.

He is...... Helping us?

He was with the old torchbearer, the one who tried to save the moon spirit from the hands of Mami Mitsukoku. Fire Country, her enemy, he still tried.

But this is Bai Feng. It must be a scam. Somehow. I don't know how, but.

The golden eyes didn't even flicker before the blue fire flew. Not Chao Aang. Not to them. Trend...

Fire Clan, but he wanted to help, and - he was an old man, how could she-?

He didn't shout the sword loudly, but Yang Hongyi...

Katara from.

Mom.

No one deserves that kind of pain.

Even Yang Hongyi didn't smell the rough, malicious voice that was fighting.

No Sakura even if it's arrogant, domineering, spoiled big blade Rao... What exactly did he do to that fire?