"Mitsuyo?!" Nanke stretched out his hand but did not catch her. The strong wind instantly took Mitsuyo high into the sky.

The skirmishers on the other side also stood up, waved their hands, and a dark purple divine ring appeared behind them, and followed closely on the thunder falling from the sky.

The sky suddenly turned stormy and thunderous.

"It's amazing." As soon as the rock sank, Dao Qi jumped up from below, looking up at the two figures intertwined in the sky, his eyes shining, "Miss Nanke, who is Guobeng? How can he not be able to fight with a pure-blooded Tengu? Comparable?"

Nanke hesitated to speak.

Maybe, probably, there is a possibility.

As long as the stragglers think about it, Mitsuyo will crash in minutes?

Dao Qi's face was full of admiration for the strong. She pursed her lower lips and changed the subject: "Mr. Dao Qi, can you give me a hand?"

Back in the attic, the little girl was frightened by the sudden thunderstorm, and huddled under the table with her head in her hands.

Nan Ke coaxed and persuaded her to dig her out from under the table. Finally, Dao Qi brought Feiying cake, which temporarily cured the little one's panic.

The two flying figures were still chasing and fighting in the thunder clouds. Nan Ke left half of the window to pay attention to them and said casually: "Mr. Dao Qi likes children very much."

The little girl was no longer afraid of Dao Qi. She was caressing her head with Dao Qi's big hand and nibbling snacks.

"Really," Dao Qi said with a smile, "Probably because I had a younger brother, although he was not a cute guy at all."

"Brother?" Nanke's expression changed slightly.

"It's all in the past." Dao Qi picked up another Feiying cake from the plate, handed it to the little girl, and asked, "Do you want to eat more?"

"Yeah." The little girl stretched out her hands.

Dao Qi refused to mention it.

Nanke looked at them, clenched his fingers, and dug his nails into his palms slightly.

Is it such a coincidence?

Name, race, status as a wanderer, and a younger brother.

"Mr. Dao Qi," Nanke said in a suppressed voice, "I have a friend."

"Oh?"

"He is a member of Tianling who upholds integrity. Some time ago, he lost an arm due to an accident." After saying this as calmly as possible, Nanke looked steadily into Dao Qi's eyes, "My name is Yu Yu Changzheng."

Just like the surname Iwazo Michiki, the tall ghost man in front of him was as determined as stone. Apart from a moment of shock, he didn't show much emotion.

"What a pity," Dao Qi looked out the window for a long time and said, "This must be cause and effect."

What kind of cause and effect?

Nanke's eyes followed Dao Qi, and of course he saw him raising his hands and holding down a pair of broken horns on his head with a deep look.

Nanke vaguely remembered that Yu Yuchangzheng had personally told her the ending of Tora Chiyo——

He bit the general's naginata into pieces and had both horns and the sword-holding arm chopped off.

Two horns, one arm.

"Mr. Dao Qi!" Nanke stood up suddenly.

"I still need more training. The fierce power of the ghost clan, the swiftness of the tengu, and the blood of countless evil spirits. If I can inject all these into my sword, I think one day, no matter how serious the crime is, it will be able to be overcome by thunder. Let's be cleansed under the brilliance of punishment." Dao Qi said in a deep voice, he paused and lowered his head, then picked up a piece of Feiying cake and handed it to the little girl, "I'm sorry, I said some irrelevant words."

"No..." Nanke didn't know how to describe his chaotic mood. He shook his head and asked, "Does your brother know what you are thinking?"

"At least I haven't told him." Dao Qi twirled the pink debris on his fingertips, "Human beings whose lifespans are so fleeting can just live easily."

As expected of two brothers.

He is worthy of being the son of Oni Chiyo.

The stubborn look is exactly the same.

Lightning flashed outside the window.

The distance was too close, and the strong pressure made people tremble with fear. However, it was relieved immediately, as if it was just a gorgeous firework that lit up and passed away.

Then, a dark thing was thrown in.

Nanke was stunned, and Dao Qi didn't react until the skirmisher stepped on the window sill and Chunfeng jumped in triumphantly: "I warned you, don't mess with me."

"Uuuu, old..." Mitsuyo's aggrieved face emerged from the dark mass rolled on the floor. He bit his lip in the middle of shouting and changed his words abruptly, "Nan Ke..."

It's too awful.

It was so miserable that Dao Qi, a disciple, stood up suddenly and stretched out his hand, but his eyes widened and he was at a loss.

"Mitsuyo!" Nanke immediately went to see her injuries, "Did you hurt your wings?"

"All my most beautiful feathers have been chopped to pieces!" Mitsuyo burst into tears, glared at the stragglers, and threw himself into Nanke's arms, "Oh my wife, I'm disfigured, my wife, my wife, my wife, my wife!"

The skirmishers gasped loudly.

Mitsuyo made a face at him.

"Mitsuyo." Nanke scolded with a low face.

Mitsuyo immediately buried his head and remained silent.

"Even if it's just a joke, it's too much." Her black hair was curled and browned in the crook of her neck. She couldn't say anything serious, so Nanke pulled her up and said, "Go and clean up first."

"So your virtue is to favor the losers?" the skirmisher said sarcastically behind Nanke.

Nanke turned around.

He leaned against the window where the dark clouds were about to disperse, playing with a long black feather between his fingers and twisting it around.

No apology or remorse at all.

"childish!"

Nanke frowned and pulled Mitsuyo out with two words.

The feathers between his fingers were blown down by the wind that came through the window.

"So that's how it is, sometimes gentle, sometimes harsh, no wonder she can see..." Dao Qi murmured half in realization and half distressed. Halfway through, he realized that the skirmishers were still there, and turned around and said with a smile,

"Sorry, it's just a bit unexpected. It turns out that Miss Nanke was also a sister."

The anger in the skirmisher's heart was aroused even higher by these words: "Why, you know her very well?"

Dao Qi said "uh".

The skirmisher snorted, the restless thunder element tore through the air, and jumped out of the window in the blink of an eye.

A few seconds later, a deafening explosion came from the direction of the waterfall.

Of course Nanke also heard it.

She didn't expect him to change the tyranny and destructiveness he developed while serving as the executive officer of the Fools in a short time, but this way of expressing anger was not advisable.

She pushed the restless Mitsuyo into the bathtub, got up and was about to go out.

"Honey," Mitsuyo grabbed her sleeve and said weakly, "I'm sorry."

"Those who have learned a lesson don't need to say sorry," Nanke softened his expression and pushed her away, "Don't provoke the collapse of the country again in the future."

Mitsuyo buried his head and said "Yeah" unwillingly.

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