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“Buzz…da…

The sound of a motorcycle gradually fell from far and near, and instantly landed on the floating island.

"Is that so? It turns out that it is thanks to my little sister... Although I don't understand the whole story, I still thank you very much, hehe!"

“!!!”

The black-haired girl turned around in surprise and broke into a motorcycle rider who shouldn't have appeared here in the courtyard where the abnormal changes were still rippling.

Except for the deformed safety helmet, which is also characteristic, the lenses depict two eyes and the lower edge is processed into jagged shapes. There is nothing suspicious about it, and it looks exactly like an ordinary motorcycle rider.

But is everything really that simple?

Can ordinary people come to this floating island by using a motorcycle?

Stop kidding!

"Apostle of the Red World?"

Feng Yuchen didn't want to care too much. After all, he didn't intend to touch the apostle who was not numbered 007, but how could he retreat in the face of an obviously hostile apostle?

After all, those who cannot attack are those with numbers, and those without numbers will no longer be afraid.

"Fire Mist Warrior...How is it possible? How can there be fire Mist Warriors here?"

The apostle like a motorcycle was surprised when he looked at Feng Yuchen.

"Just report your name, come first, or me?"

Feng Yuchen stood in front of the black-haired girl and faced the motorcycle rider apostle.

"My name is 'Ruyan', commonly known as 'Vinai'. He is a homeless man who likes to find things. He is a search hunter at the masquerade. It seems that you should be the Fire Mist Warrior of the new contract. I have never seen you look like..." The motorcycle rider turned over and calmed down a little. He felt that Feng Yuchen was a newcomer, so he became a little calmer, but he still increased his vigilance a lot.

"Are the Red Apostle who is good at searching? Then I'll report my name as well. Although I haven't thought about it before, I've almost thought about it-

The black and white forbidden law comes from the Demon Temple, and the Red World Demon God is the Holy Dark King, Belial."

Black and white flames suddenly ignited under Feng Yuchen's feet.

"Black and white flames? Such weird flames?"

Vine took a step back immediately. The power emitted by Feng Yuchen was very powerful. It was not that the amount and quality of the power of existence exceeded his imagination, but that the strange flame shocked him. It was the first time he saw such strange flames, black and white flames. It was really amazing.

Is this the battle between the Fire Mist Warrior and the Red World? Whether they know each other or not, they are destined to be eternal opponents from the beginning, a Red World Apostle who constantly plunders the power of existence to satisfy themselves, and a Fire Mist Warrior who contracts the demon gods to become containers to gain strength to gain strength in the Red World Apostle-

The black-haired girl saw the nod between the Fire Mist Warrior and the Red Apostle for the first time.

"Okay, let's go, just leave it to him, right..."

In front of the girl, several white ribbons suddenly appeared, standing upright like raindrops, which looked smooth but felt hard. The slender weaving cloth suddenly lost its tension and fell one after another. A woman grabbed the hem of the skirt and slowly landed in the center without turning it over. The woman slowly stood still from the white ribbon with a ruffle that gradually returned to the apron and bow. She said in an irresistible tone: "I'm back, it seems a bit surprising, but since I'm a fire fog warrior, there's no problem, at least it has added some combat power to us..."

"Will Emina..." said the black-haired girl, looking at the woman in a purple maid's uniform that suddenly appeared. The familiarity in her spoken language seemed to prove that the maid in front of her was someone she was very, very close to.

"If you have something to say, I'll say it again."

Will Emina carried the black-haired girl on her shoulder like a cloth bag. Then, she said to the white bones who were still lying on the ground, as if she was on the way.

"It seems that the time has come. For everyone."

Hearing this, the white bones raised their heads slightly.

"This... this is not Xiaobai's fault. It's me... it's wrong - it hurts so much!"

The brunette girl shouted.

Will Emina listened to the sound coming from her back and replied as if nothing had happened:

"I am not blaming him. But because, since the 'apostle' appears, we no longer need to live this kind of life."

"Well--?"

Uneasiness suddenly enveloped the heart of the black-haired girl, and even surpassed the shock that Hong Shiweina had brought to her before. She was determined to become a Fire Mist Warrior! But now that she was denied by the nanny, it was equivalent to all her being denied.

"—No! No! No!"

The black-haired girl struggled on Will Emina's shoulders. Regardless of the surprise Will Emina, she tried her best to make a big fuss despite her painful body.

"No, no, no, no, no! No!! I must! Absolutely!! To be a Fire Mist Warrior!! I mean, I really want to be a Fire Mist Warrior-!!”

"Are Fire Mist Warriors?..."

Hearing this term, Feng Yuchen couldn't help but look at the black-haired girl in surprise. Is it necessary to embark on the journey of the Fire Mist Warrior at this age?

"Fire Mist Warrior... Is it necessary to contract 'Tianran Fire'' Yarastel'? How could it be possible to inherit the next generation of 'Yanfa Burning Eyes'? I understand, you are a container..." Vinay suddenly understood something, training the second generation of 'Yanfa Burning Eyes' continuator in this Heavenly Dao Palace...

"Don't get me wrong..." Will Emina said in a plain and serious tone, "I mean, 'Don't worry'... I no longer need to live this kind of life of special training every day. It's also the day you become a fire fog warrior..."

"It's really...it's really here, it's great Will Emina..."

The black-haired girl cried in joy.

“…”

"Strong...strong..."

At this moment, a samurai sword passed horizontally without thinking, pointing at Feng Yuchen. He did not notice this at all. He had no choice but to hurry up and a backflip, with a samurai sword flashing across his abdomen, his clothes were cut open, revealing his fair skin, and his body was almost broken in half.

After Feng Yuchen stabilized his body, he carefully looked at the figure that suddenly arrived. The guy walked around and slashed his sword, a simple move.

This guy released a sense of incongruity with this world. On the surface, he looked like an armored warrior wearing a one-eyed ghost mask. He held in his hand a samurai sword with a very long blade with a lit-up of white blades. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!