Fantasy City Doujin: Fragments

"Ma Tianci!"

The person in front was taken aback.

He stood without looking back.

"Sakura Kongshi..."

The voice continued to shout.

Soft, depressed.Crisp and bold.

The black figure stopped in the middle of the road in a daze.

Beside him, the flow of traffic and people continued to pass by in a hurry as if nothing had happened.

Then, a piece of snow suddenly fell.

He looked up and reached out to pick it up.But didn't catch it.Then another slice grazed his palm and landed on his black sleeve.

He stared at the snow grains silently.

Snow was something he was all too familiar with.They are cold and ruthless, but they are still attached to their body temperature at any time... But these two pieces of snow did not melt on his body, but suddenly burned up, turning into two fireworks!

Ying Kongshi's arm trembled suddenly, and he quickly put it down as if awake.Lifting his steps, he frowned and wanted to continue walking forward.

"Have you ever liked me?"

The voice behind him suddenly asked again.

Ying Kongshi paused for a moment, and finally turned back with a cold face.

Behind him, stood a pretty red figure quietly.

With a domineering face, there was a knowing and mischievous smile in his eyes.

"What? This expression? Shouldn't you be very happy to see me?" The woman raised her face proudly.

Ying Kongshi narrowed his eyes.

People on the road looked at them, thinking it was a couple arguing, and no one cared about this corner.

"Who gave you the guts to become like this?" Ying Kongshi asked coldly.

The face of the woman in red on the opposite side froze, and then a cold smile appeared on her snow-white face.

A puff of black smoke, Ying Kongshi has landed in Yanda's hotpot restaurant with the sword spirit.

The black smoke dissipated, and the sword spirit fell to the ground.

Turning back with a sneer, he said angrily, "Ying Kongshi, why didn't you die? If you had been burned to ashes in the beam of light that day, there would no longer be anyone in this world who could be the master of my God Slaying Sword!"

Ying Kongshi's face was cold, he was obviously angry, but there was a sneer from the corner of his mouth.Stretching out his hand, a long sword shining with blue light melted out and touched the sword spirit's shoulder.The sword spirit trembled, not daring to move his body.

"Sword Spirit, I warn you. Feng Suo didn't wipe you out on the roof that day, but left you to live in the mortal world, which is already kind to you. Don't be ignorant of good and bad."

Sword Spirit held his head up, "Merciful? There are no protoss here on Earth that I can suck vitality from, and you don't allow me to suck vitality from mortals. Sword Spirit relies on vitality to survive! Instead of going on like this, it's better to let me eat as soon as possible." Ashes and ashes!"

Ying Kongshi's eyes were filled with coldness, he coldly squeezed the corners of his mouth, and slowly pressed down the tip of the sword with his hands,

"To ashes?"

Sword Spirit gritted his teeth and knelt and straightened his body. When his head was about to fall to the ground, he hurriedly frowned and continued, "Also, let her be wiped out together with the primordial spirit of the Fire Princess who was resurrected by you!"

Sakura let out a sigh.He tilted his head and snorted coldly.

Sword Spirit was sweating coldly, "What are you humming?"

Ying Kongshi turned his face to the side, he pressed his sword and said in a low voice, "I'm laughing at you, sword spirit, don't pretend. You don't want to be wiped out at all, you just feel that what you want is not enough."

The sword spirit suffocated.

Ying Kong Shi raised his eyebrows and continued, "Primitive Spirit? Or freedom?"

He looked at the sword spirit, showing a gentle smile with a pure and beautiful face.

The air became quieter, Ying Kongshi was still smiling, and said in a cold voice,

"...What you want is not difficult, but you have to do what I say first. Let me ask you, what method should be used to separate the primordial spirit of Yanzhu and Yanda after falling into the sword of killing gods? "

Jian Ling frowned and said nothing, he looked anxiously at Ying Kong Shi tentatively.

The sharp edge suddenly moved to his neck and throat and slashed upwards, provoking his chin, Ying Kongshi tilted his head slightly, "You can say you don't know."

"...You! Give me some time to think about it!" Sword Spirit hurriedly said patiently!

rainy night.It was dark all around.

The sword spirit disappeared at some point.

Ying Kongshi was looking out the window.

He didn't really want words.Around him, there was really no one talking to him at this time.

Facing the window alone, his face looked a little pale, his eyes were calm for a while, but became confused for a while.

Didi!There was a soft beep.

Ying Kongshi turned around.A computer was turned on in the room, and on the chat software, Ming Na's profile picture was blinking brightly.

He frowned slightly, his ocher pupils were still faint, and he lingered under the window for a while before he walked over.

As soon as the dialog box is opened, a line of words can't wait to jump out:

"Martin, I haven't seen you for a few days? We gathered together at Fonso's house that night, and you didn't look very well. Are you okay these days?"

Ying Kongshi sat down,

"It's okay, it's all right. What about you?"

After a while, I received a reply from Mingna:

"Hey, I think Feng Suo and I really have no chance. Martin, what are you busy with recently? Is it the new design?"

Ying Kongshi tapped the keyboard lightly with his slender fingers, "Yes. Just now I just asked my assistant for a little favor, and now I am waiting for his news."

"Then... when you finish the design, show it to me, I will always be your VIP!"

Ying Kong Shi Ning paused his brows, his eyes sparkled slightly,

"Okay."

A moment later, a photo of jewelry and a new line of words popped up on the screen,

"Great artist, help me think of some beautiful slogans, okay? This photo shows a pair of star and diamond rings newly designed by my father. He left it to me to take care of it."

Ying Kongshi looked at it, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and he simply replied, "Okay."

Then he really raised his hand and typed a line:

"The prince was lost in the stars,

He made a universe out of flowers

......"

Ming Na laughed happily at the computer screen.

"These few sentences are great, Martin, I knew that, looking for you would definitely help me!"

Then she suddenly blushed a little bit shyly, "Thank you, Ma Tianci!"

Ying Kongshi was about to answer something, suddenly turned his head to the side, and frowned slightly, as if some slight noise had alarmed him.