"Huh? Low-level warrior? I didn't expect that I could meet a professional today. Who are you?" Under the urging of ventriloquism, a fireball collided with the fighting spirit slash. Boom raised his eyebrows slightly,
Looking at each other curiously.
This is a little boy under fifteen years old. His dirty leather robe is covered with patches, and the long sword in his hand has countless gaps.
As for his strength, he is only a junior professional, and perhaps due to the lack of knowledge from a good teacher, his attacks are a bit sluggish.
"Stop talking nonsense! Let my sister go quickly, otherwise even if I can't kill you today, I will make you pay the price you deserve!"
The young man gritted his teeth. Although he was replying to Boom, his eyes were still looking at the girl sitting slumped in the trash can. The wind and snow suddenly surged, and the young man felt that his eyes were blurred, and then a hot fire appeared in his eyes.
Around you.
The black wooden staff floated in the air, and Boom stood in front of the young man with a cold face. The twelve palace bullets continued to explode, which was likely to kill him instantly.
Although Boom did not want to cause trouble, he never hesitated in this situation. Since the opponent wanted to fight, he should accept the fate of failure.
Ever since Rikka fell into a coma, Boom has been holding back resentment in his heart. He has nowhere to express it, let alone show it in front of Rikka.
Over time, without even noticing it, Boom's temperament quietly changed. If it had been in the past, Boom would have turned around and left.
"Kill if you want! If I blinked, I wouldn't be a warrior on the frozen continent!"
"But can a strong man let my sister go? She is innocent, and the theft is out of survival considerations."
The little boy raised his head stubbornly, with no fear in his eyes, and looked straight into Boom's eyes. Those were a pair of pure and infinite pupils, like the white snow falling in the sky.
Boom didn't speak, just stood silently. Except for the sound of wind and snow, there was no sound in the alley.
The little girl who was thrown into the trash can by Boom climbed out at some point. She walked slowly to Boom's side and then knelt down on her knees.
She is not a professional. Compared with those gold coins, she cares more about her brother who depends on her. If possible, she hopes that Boom will kill her and let her brother go.
"Brother, can you let us go? I just want to buy some medicine for my brother."
"If you can be accommodating, I can do anything, even be a slave for the rest of my life!"
The little girl kept kowtowing and begging Boom. But with these words, the little boy opposite became angry and walked towards Boom.
The twelve palace bullets did not move at all, burning the opponent's leather robe, scorching the opponent's chest, and finally disappeared into nothing in an instant.
Boom put away the black wooden staff and stared coldly at the orphan brother and sister. He thought of himself and Rikka, who was in a coma.
If he and Rikka didn't have such strength, they would probably not be much stronger than the other two. Thinking like this, Boom gradually regained his senses.
Because of the twelve palaces, the boy's leather robe had vanished into thin air, and his thin body was exposed to the wind and snow, looking extremely dazzling.
The old scars overlapped, and the new scratches were pink and bright red. They were like earthworms, crawling all over the boy's body.
Boom was in a state of spikes and he quickly took a step back. He didn't want to contract any serious disease or even infect Rikka. However, this move made the other two smile bitterly, and their eyes were full of helplessness.
"Brother, don't worry. This is the cultivation method of our frozen continent. Every Dou Qi professional will experience it. Brother, he is an outsider."
"In the frozen continent, young fighting spirit professionals will take poison. Although this poison is not fatal, it can make life worse than death."
"Toxicity will occur erratically, with neither regularity nor any time limit. When the attack occurs, it can only be suppressed through Dou Qi, otherwise it will be extremely itchy."
The little girl kept kneeling on the snow, looking up and explaining to Boom. She had the same dark blue pupils, which were also extremely clear, without a trace of impurities.
Boom frowned when he heard this, and then looked at the little boy's body again. It was in a dilapidated condition comparable to his own, except that he was injured by an outsider, while the other person caused it himself.
"Has this poison always existed? Is your city lord of Changsuo City mentally ill?" Boom thought hard and couldn't figure out the purpose of this approach.
Although Boom is from a poor background, he is still a resident of the royal city. Therefore, in his eyes, professionals are very free, and at the worst they can find work in a mercenary group.
"Our frozen continent is different. As a warrior loyal to the principality, we will naturally have to go through this kind of test! When we become a high-level professional, we can use our fighting spirit to dispel all the poison."
"Stop talking nonsense and kill me if you want! I just ask you to let my sister go. She is innocent. She only stole the money to buy me a new weapon."
The little boy was not afraid of the wind and snow, and stood upright in front of Boom. It was a decisive aura. Boom suddenly thought of everything he and Rikka had done in the Principality of Xisai, thought of the battle on the unknown hill, and thought of himself.
A disaster that cannot be prevented even if we try our best.
In a daze, the other party's demeanor gradually overlapped with Boom's, and finally they overlapped exactly. Apart from the difference in strength between the two sides, they seemed to be replicas of himself and Rikka.
"You can sacrifice everything for her, and she will try her best to save your life. This is very good. I can forgive your rudeness today."
"As for your poison, it's just a crooked magic called 'skin disease'. You can take these gold coins. It's best to find a dark elf magician to treat it."
"Little girl, your technique is very problematic. Big brother tells you that you must be decisive next time you steal something, and don't hesitate anymore."
After that, Boom took out a few gold coins from his purse and threw them in front of the two of them. The snow was still falling, but the orphan brother and sister were the only ones left in the alley.
Looking at Boom's retreating figure, the little girl quickly untied her leather robe and wrapped the two of them together. But the little boy remained stunned in place, the long sword in his hand relaxed and tightened, and finally made a clang.
Fell to the ground.
"Brother, are you okay? You're injured somewhere. There's still some medicine powder at home. Let's go back quickly." The little girl wiped away her tears and asked with concern on her face.
"Sister, it's no use being a brother, but you have to believe me, I will definitely become a high-level professional. By then, we will be able to live a good life."
The little boy dragged his long sword and slowly walked out of the alley. Ten minutes later, the two returned home. This was a space made of wooden piles, which was small and leaky.
As the fire burned, the little girl mixed the last bit of medicinal powder with warm water and carefully wiped it on the boy's body. The boy kept gritting his teeth, as if he was enduring some torture.
The skin disease attacks again, and the fighting spirit of a junior warrior alone cannot completely resist it. The strange itching that penetrates into the bone marrow is constantly teasing the nerves, and the nails of the boy's right hand have already been dug into the skin.
But just when he was about to scratch, tears fell into the wound one after another. The little girl's sobs echoed in his ears, and the originally dim fighting spirit became bright again.