Fantasy City Doujin: Fragments

Someone is coming downstairs!

A wisp of black mist suddenly dissipated, and immediately reappeared downstairs——

Ying Kongshi instantly transformed into a figure from the black mist, and stood in front of Feng Suo with a long body.

With a pale face, he subconsciously blocked his brother's footsteps with his body, and then smiled awkwardly and nervously,

"Brother, why are you here?"

Feng Suo didn't go any further.

He stopped and looked at his younger brother, and suddenly asked in a low voice, "Tianci, why did you stay here?"

Ying Kongshi was stunned when he heard this.

He turned his face, and even the smile disappeared for a moment.Slowly walking to a table, he lowered his head, transformed a ray of ice flame with his fingertips, and lit a red hot pot.I watched the fire for a while. "Brother, this is my shop." He said lightly.

Feng Suo looked at him silently.He had just come looking for him from the igloo.

Ying Kongshi's back is the same as the Ice Flame Illusion Technique he commonly uses now, filled with black air.In the dark gray coat, he looked like a cold and brooding phantom, especially cold, lonely and silent in this steamy red space.

Feng Suo couldn't help thinking about the purpose of his trip, which he had discussed with his mother-in-law before leaving...

Ying Kongshi turned back, with a tired smile on his face, "By the way, brother, you haven't said anything yet, why did you come here? Did you ask me for something today?"

"Yes. Shi..." Hearing these words, Feng Suo hastily stretched his frowning brows.

He was about to speak out of breath, but when he looked up, he saw that his brother's dark ocher eyes were still so obedient, waiting quietly for him at any time.

Feng Suo's heart seemed to be stabbed with a sword, and it hurt suddenly!

He felt something surge in his heart involuntarily, and he almost wanted to hug his younger brother and give up all plans for today!

But, no... He quickly stopped himself from going on like this, this matter is of great importance...

"Ah! Look, why did I call you Shi... I forgot..." Feng Suo moved his eyes away, and he forced a smile in a little panic.

Ying Kongshi looked suspiciously, then he also lowered his head and smiled slightly.

The brothers were speechless for a while.

Feng Suo was frowning and inhaling secretly.

After a while, he finally opened his mouth slowly again, following the words he had prepared before coming,

"Heavenly gift. Actually, I came to you because of some old things—"

He turned his face around, his face was already solemn, and he got straight to the point:

"The last time I was in Ge Ning, my mother-in-law mentioned the Fire Clan to me. The fantasy world is gone now, but there is no confrontation between ice and fire. It can be regarded as peace in the world. In addition, there are some things that others don't know, but brother still understands, fire Princess Yanda from the clan has always been very kind to you, and she also helped save you when you were in Huanxue Shenshan. Now if you want to save her back, there is nothing wrong with it. But do you remember? In the mortal world, she has always been one with... and the primordial spirit of the flame lord." When talking about the flame lord, Feng Suo stopped and glanced at Shi, "Heavenly gift, do you know? I just hope this Don't let everything come back to life—"

Ying Kongshi didn't speak, and didn't interrupt, he listened to these words quietly.

On the long table, there is a cup, and the water waves in it are crystal-clear and refracted, tearing all the passing brilliance into pieces.For a moment, Ying Kongshi saw it reflected the row of red bus windows, making every window dilapidated and distorted!

His heart was shocked!Through brother's words, he seemed to see the endless illusion that he saw in the mirror that night again!It's all powder and flames!

"Brother!" He hurriedly shouted in a low voice!Then it stopped abruptly.

Outside the window is the sound of non-stop rain.

Feng Suo heard the sound and looked at him, frowning and waiting for the next answer.

But Ying Kongshi didn't continue.

After a while, he seemed to return to his usual appearance.Turning around, he said in a slightly indifferent voice, "Brother, leave this matter alone."

It's like rejection.

For a moment, there was only the sound of the burning hot pot bubbling and bubbling.

Feng Suo nodded, sighed suddenly, and smiled.He said softly, "Forget it then. What about your God-killing Sword, has it been shattered by the Flame Master last time? Brother, let me show you."

A hand stretched out silently.

Ying Kongshi regained his composure in astonishment, and looked at his brother with picturesque eyebrows in a daze.

If there is only one person in this world who can repair the God-killing Sword, that person can only be Feng Suo, because he is the only one who will always be the scabbard of the God-killing Sword.

Without thinking about it, Ying Kongshi raised his hand and transformed into the God-killing Sword, and handed it over.Feng Suo stretched out his hand to take it. He frowned and raised his head. He looked carefully at the blade and saw a laceration.

Ying Kongshi turned his back, he lowered his head and frowned.Because Feng Suo started from retrieving the memory of Shemi and Ka Suo, it seemed too dazzling.His elder brother was already dazzling, but he——the place on his chest where Chi Ninglian once grew, seemed to still have a thorn stuck there, which made him heartbroken, but he couldn't get close to his elder brother.

Standing behind Ying Kongshi at this moment, Feng Suo has already used one hand to slowly stroke the scar on the sword body.

He suddenly moved the corners of his mouth, smiled, and then frowned seriously:

Thanks to the last time, Lord Yan made this sword suffer from this laceration——

Slowly clenched the hilt of the sword, Feng Suo's other palm An Jingjing has turned into an ice cocoon.

Ying Kongshi suddenly felt the coldness behind him.

He noticed something, and turned around in surprise!But he saw a ball of light intertwined with white icicles in Feng Suo's hand.

It's that extremely cold space!

"Brother?" He asked in a very surprised voice.

In the chilling air, the hair on Feng Suo's forehead gradually flew upwards, and his eyes had turned into ice blue!At this moment, he only looked at his younger brother indifferently, and then he raised his hand and threw the God-killing Sword. Several silver icicles had already attached to the sword with crackling sounds, and the God-killing Sword was instantly covered by the semicircular ice cocoon. Frozen on the vermilion walls.

Ying Kongshi was completely stunned!

He didn't seem to know what was going to happen next with the Sword of Killing God, he just stood there blankly!

"Brother, how could this ice cocoon be under your control?" He frowned and looked at Feng Suo!

Although the ice cocoon is a sacred object that loyally protects the king of the ice tribe, it has never been manipulated by humans!

As soon as the words fell, the God Killing Sword entangled in ice cocoons on the wall suddenly began to emit blue light and tremble.The sword spirit hiding in the God Killing Sword seemed to have felt the bone-chilling cold, and he couldn't help shaking the sword body and let out a miserable scream:

"Ah—help me! Who did this? I'm so cold! Ying Kongshi, let me out!"

"Brother! You?" Ying Kongshi looked at his brother again in surprise when he heard the scream of Killing God Sword!

Feng Suo slowly turned his face:

"Shi, you look like a child. Why are you so nervous? I'm just in charge of the sword spirit." He smiled and explained slowly, "There is a faint red aura circulating on the sword, which is clearly attached to it. The remnant primordial spirit of the fire god. For the safety of the mortal world, I can only seal this sword spirit who will be disobedient at any time in the God Killing Sword forever.

As for why I can control the ice cocoon, you forgot, I now have the memory of the ancestor of the Ice Race, Shemi, so I can naturally know too many secrets that even you don't know. "

After hearing these words, Ying Kongshi turned his head to look at the frozen sword, his wide dark ocher eyes flickered, which made Feng Suo feel uncomfortable suddenly.

Feng Suo quickly turned away silently.

"Brother..." Ying Kongshi called him from behind in a low and trembling voice.

Feng Suo didn't hear clearly, and only replied silently, he walked out.

Behind him, Ying Kongshi clenched his left hand tightly into a fist, his eyes were still looking at the sword frozen on the wall.Under the trembling red light, there were still bursts of wailing coming from the sword.