Chapter three hundred and eighty second flame
"How could it be him?"
"He hasn't left yet."
Akali and Kasha sighed differently.
The man put his knife in the sheath and asked coldly: "What happened? Can you tell me to listen?"
Everyone couldn't help but look over, and the few people from the Brotherhood immediately recognized the person.
The infamous murderer Yasuo, the only successor of the Swordsmanship of the Wind.
"Your Excellency also wants to interfere in this matter? This is just a Noxus woman." The leader's warrior gritted his teeth and said, Yasuo's appearance put a lot of pressure on them.
"Let me tell you, justice is in the hearts of the people."
Yasuo insisted on asking, there was nothing they could do about these people. They could not beat Yasuo, so they could only tell the matter roughly.
Halfway through, the woman suddenly broke free and ran away, but Yasuo directly slashed out with a sword energy!
It should be said that it was not sword energy. His sword was not completely unsheathed at all. That was magic.
While the sword was unsheathed, the magic was concentrated at one point. The wind swelled around the sword body, and the vortex became denser and denser, forming a wind blade. Yasuo flicked his wrist and the strong wind flew forward, violently cutting the land in front of the woman.
The woman was so scared that she stopped and sobbed. After seeing Yasuo's methods with her own eyes, these people did not dare to add fuel to the fire and honestly finished the incident.
After hearing this, Yasuo pondered: "You go, this woman will teach me how to deal with it."
"This..." The few people from the Brotherhood looked at each other. Yasuo continued, "Let me take her back. If what she said is true, she will be fine. If I lie, I will kill her with one knife."
"Then let's go." The warrior in the head finally looked at the Noxus woman deeply and called on the others to leave. Since Yasuo gave the steps, they could only go down, otherwise it would be them who would have fallen into the trouble and bleeding.
As the fraternity people moved away, the woman's mood began to calm down, and the black monster on the other end of the curtain was slowly shrinking.
Seeing Yasuo scaring away these bandits in a few words, Kahn couldn't help but sigh that without a mask is more scary than a masked person.
The three of them did not approach and watched him walk to the woman.
"I took this woman away," Yasuo said.
Kahn nodded and watched Yasuo and the woman go away.
"We have bought the stuff, let's go back too." Kasha said, lifting the mask over her head.
"Um."
...
To celebrate the first night of the Blossom Day, Boriy prepared a feast for the guests in the inn? The dishes were very hearty.
After a delicious meal? People put on masks and came to the streets.
The shadow puppet scene in the square was staged? The entire stage was a large wooden board with wheels? The middle of the stage was transparent thin paper. The shadow puppet was controlling the exquisite paper dolls, and the fire master created a light source behind the scenes. The storyteller stood in front? He told the story of the play to a group of fascinated audiences.
But Akali's attention was not here. Her eyes were looking into the distance? Waiting for the moment when the sun sinks into the horizon? The blooming spirit flowers will bloom when the night comes.
Kasha walked over and put her hand on her shoulder, her face under the mask was filled with sadness.
Some people know that flowers will not bloom, but some people still wait until the last moment.
When night comes, the flowers are still not blooming. Unless a miracle happens? Otherwise, flowers cannot bloom out of thin air on the bare branches.
Without the blooming spirit flowers, the blooming spirit festival is actually no different from an ordinary temple fair. Akali lacks interest and returns to the room and locks herself in it.
"She must be very disappointed if she wasn't able to see her father." Kahn said to Kahn.
Kahn saw Yi still drinking tea calmly? It seemed that he had become accustomed to this Blooming Spirit Festival, but this was Akali's first time coming to Weili? When reality and expectations are not in line with them, he is inevitably a little disappointed.
"Let her be quiet alone," Kahn said.
While he was drinking tea? Kasha reached out and patted him, letting him look behind him.
Kahn turned his head and looked? He found Jax standing at the door, waving to them.
He immediately put down the teacup? He walked out with Kasha. Jax didn't wait for them? He picked up a lantern and walked into the darkness. Kahn followed him to an alley.
There are only three of them here, no one else.
"Hold it."
Jax handed over the lantern. As soon as Kahn was confused, he walked out of the alley with the lamppost in his arms.
"What is this? Do we want to go out for a walk with lanterns?" Kasha looked at the pink lantern and said in confusion. There was nothing special about ordinary people.
"No, Jax shouldn't do such boring things." He thought so at first, until the fires pounding in the lantern triggered some of his thoughts.
He let the Void Skin Armor cover his palms and carefully explore the flames in the lantern.
Sure enough, the skin nails came alive instantly, and the pain was like a needle pricked by the ten fingers and a urge to shrink back.
Kasha noticed the pain that flashed away on Kahn's expression and said in surprise: "Did he put..."
Kahn reached out to block her mouth, nodded and said solemnly: "Let's talk about it when you go back to the room!"
...
In the room, the two of them stared at the candles on the table with a serious expression.
The candle was taken out of the lantern, and the candle itself was nothing. What both of them paid special attention to was the flame on the candle wick.
Although small, there is no underestimation at all.
"I still can't believe that Jax just distributed the eternal flame to us like this." Kasha said.
"You have tried it several times. Isn't the pain real enough? It's this ordinary flame that has made the omnipotent Void Skin Armor retreat."
Kahn and Kasha have tried and tried it repeatedly and finally confirmed that the flame was split from Jax's lamppost, the eternal flame that is innocent.
In fact, when he was in Bilgewater, Kahn told Jax that they wanted to borrow the Eternal Flame, but Jax did not give a clear answer at that time, and the matter was put on hold.
I didn't expect that he would give them things so suddenly at this point in time.
"He gives us the flames, can he live forever?"
"I don't understand either. But he doesn't seem to have any problems."
"The flame in his hand is no longer the only first fire. If it is extinguished, wouldn't it die?" Kasha asked again.
"Are we going to return the flame to him?" Kahn asked back.
"I don't mean that..." Kasha shrank her neck: "I have another question to ask."
"Karn, will we live forever if we get the eternal flame? If everyone has eternal flames, will no one die of old age?"
Facing Kasha's curiosity, Karn felt manic for the first time. He realized that the small flame in front of him had brought him many unexpected and uncontrollable things.
"I don't know the questions you asked, and I can't practice them. I can only wait slowly, and time will tell us everything."
"Okay, don't be angry."
"I'm not angry with you, I'm angry with myself."
"So don't be angry." Kasha touched Kahn's head and said with a smile: "Like you said, let time answer everything."
"Um."
Chapter completed!