The monsters of Gensokyo, join the Dimensional Exchange Group to make trouble

Based on the above points, Fu Shiyu did not encounter any trouble. At this time, he was not too far away from the world, and he could see the village gate after walking for a while.

At this moment, there was movement from the jungle entrance on the left side of Fu Shiyu, which sounded like human footsteps.

The footsteps were getting closer, and then a humanoid figure came out from the shadow.

It was a girl with a very conspicuous appearance, a rare long white hair, red pupils like flames, a lot of things like talisman paper tied into bows on her hair, and a big bow on the back of her head.

The upper body is a white shirt, and the lower body is red pants that look like overalls with suspenders. There are also a bunch of runes on it, exuding the aura of not disturbing others.

When Fu Shiyu saw this girl, he felt a familiar feeling from her, as if he had felt it somewhere before.

From Fu Shiyu's gaze, the girl who noticed it met her with red pupils, her indifferent expression slowly changed, and then her brows suddenly frowned.

"Hey! Boy, why do you have the breath of Penglai people?"

The white-haired girl with her hands in her trouser pockets had a slightly ruffian voice.

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Asked by the girl, Fu Shiyu also knew the source of the familiarity. Isn't this the undead breath of one of his cards.

Out of the idea of ​​saving life, when Penglai Shanhui is not used to fight, Fu Shiyu is usually set to an incompletely activated state, so that although he cannot use all his power, he can at least gain immortality.

Even if someone steals him to death, Fu Shiyu can be resurrected again, and then beat the assailant to death.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the jungle behind the girl. Fu Shiyu vaguely remembered that there was a bamboo forest in that direction, but in the past, he just took a look from a distance and left.

"We don't know each other, so why should we tell you?"

Although Fu Shiyu got an answer from the girl's words, it didn't mean he would answer obediently. With his questioning appearance and tone, how could he compromise with his character.

"Boy, you'd better be realistic, or you'll suffer a lot."

The white-haired girl frowned even tighter, and she, who was not weak herself, threatened verbally.

Her name is Fujiwara Meihong. She was originally a child who was not liked by the nobles. Later, because of a series of complicated things, she ate Penglai medicine and became an immortal Penglai.

The long time of living for thousands of years has made Fujiwara Meihong out of the scope of ordinary people, and she has powerful power to ensure that she will not be harmed.

The reputation of being undead alone is enough to attract all kinds of peeps. Penglai medicine is only for immortality, but it will not make the person who eats it stronger at the same time.

There were also times when Fujiwara Meihong was weak. At that time, the world seemed to be full of malice. Both monsters and humans coveted her immortal flesh and secrets.

Like an undead with nowhere to go, wandering around for many years, if she hadn't met and made friends, Fujiwara Meihong would definitely not change now.

Following her friends to this Gensokyo, she happened to encounter her enemy thousands of years ago, which surprised Fujiwara Meihong. She never thought that the other party was still in this land, not the moon in the sky.

The enemy is extremely jealous when they meet each other, and Fujiwara Meihong, whose personality has become violent, starts a bloody fight with the enemy without saying a word, because both

Fang has taken Penglai medicine, so even if his bones are broken, he will not die.

You kill me, I kill you, I don't know how long it will last, if there is no way to kill, it will become tyrannical, and the resentment accumulated in my heart will continue to vent.

Even though she vented a lot of hatred through this method, Fujiwara Meihong still didn't let it go, and would go to her enemies to fight when she was fine or in a bad mood.

In addition, due to the relationship of friends, Fujiwara Meihong, who is not close to outsiders, has some contacts with humans. She is considered a member of the self-police team in the half-human world.

"Now feel carefully, you seem to have the smell of that guy."

Fujiwara Meihong's slightly bent waist was straight, her pair of red eyes gradually became sharper, and she felt full of oppression.

She doesn't mention a lot of breath, but she has fought with enemies countless times. She is far more sensitive than others in this aspect, and even close friends can't do this.

"That rascal?"

Fu Shiyu muttered, obviously thinking of Penglai Shanhui, since Ping Yika's character was not fabricated out of thin air, the probability of meeting the original owner is not impossible.

And what Fu Shiyu knew, apart from Penglai Shanhui, was Fujiwara Meihong in front of him.

If he guessed correctly, the relationship between the two of them didn't seem to be very good, and he somehow seemed to be involved in it for no reason.

Penglai Shanhui and Fujiwara Meihong, one simply uses her power, and the other just met.

A group of orange-red flames suddenly appeared, and immediately hit Fu Shiyu's feet. Even if it didn't burn, he could still feel the sudden scorching heat.

"For the last time, answer Lao Tzu's question."

With burning flames in her palm, Fujiwara Meihong's threat was not limited to words, she had to care about Fu Shiyu's breath.

Just looking at Fu Shiyu's appearance and excluding the aura she cared about, if it was in the world, Fujiwara Meihong might mistake him for a human being.

But the situation is different now, walking alone in the animal way, showing no signs of panic at all, either a fool or confidence, which proves that Fu Shiyu is probably not an ordinary person.

Even if she has a bad temper and is not good at communicating with people, Fujiwara Meihong will still not attack people indiscriminately. At most, she will scare her first, and the effect will naturally be the best.

"Of course, but I refuse."

"I hate being ordered."

While Fu Shiyu was speaking, he raised his hand and pointed at Fujiwara Meihong in the air, not paying attention to the other party's threat.

Hearing this, Fujiwara Mehong didn't speak anymore, and flung out the flame she held in her hand, but failed to scare her. She didn't mind doing it a little bit.

Not sure about Fu Shiyu's background, Fujiwara Meihong didn't use her full strength, the temperature and speed of the flames decreased, and her goal was not to kill the opponent.

Fu Shiyu's reaction was not slow, and he easily dodged the attack formed by the flames. The silver revolver used to eliminate miscellaneous fish appeared, aimed the black muzzle of the gun, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang bang bang bang-!"

With several gunshots and gunfire, the loaded bullets consumed a few rounds.

The target, Fujiwara Meihong, did not move. She seemed to have been prepared for a long time. The raging flames erupted in front of her. The bullets were completely unable to resist the high temperature, and they all melted away.

Fujiwara Meihong has seen this thing before, and knows a little about firearms. She remembers that it was called musket or iron cannon in the previous era. It was passed down from abroad, and its power is not bad.

The styles of modern firearms are not the same, but the general structure and attack methods have not deviated, so Fujiwara Meihong guessed and defended.

I just came out to buy daily necessities, but I didn't expect to encounter the current situation.

Fu Shiyu had nothing to say about this, it was just a fight, he had plenty of time and ability.

Fu Shiyu, who didn't give up, fired the remaining bullets, and then dodged Fujiwara Meihong's flames, and the distance between the two sides opened up tens of meters.

"That's all, I'd better answer Lao Tzu's questions obediently, so as not to suffer unnecessary flesh and blood."

The high temperature in the air didn't seem to exist. Fujiwara Meihong, who was standing behind the orange-red flame, was not affected at all, and the invisible air waves made her white hair tied with a bow dance flutteringly.

"Not necessarily."

Knowing Fujiwara Meihong's physique, Fu Shiyu didn't intend to use guns to solve it. He also has a Penglai physique, and he knows this very well.

"It's better to use this card against you."

Fu Shiyu took out the voucher card in his body, tapped the edge a few times with his index finger, and then threw it upwards without looking at it.

The hanging arms and ten fingers were slightly opened, Fu Shiyu looked a little arrogant, and the mysterious light and shadow passed through from top to bottom in less than a second.

Under Fujiwara Meihong's gaze, Fu Shiyu's appearance quickly changed slightly, and at the same time, his aura became stronger.

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The first thing that catches the eye is the bright cyan hair, which is straight and reaches the length of the waist, with pure white dragon horns growing on both sides of the head, and beautiful and noble golden pupils.

If Fujiwara Meihong read it right, Fu Shiyu at this moment and the person on that card have some similarities, but there are also differences, for example, she is not an elegant and feminine woman, nor is she wearing a white and blue kimono.

"Heaven-given support...Qing Ji."

"As the saying goes, fighting poison with poison, so fighting fire with fire should be right."

Holding a skeleton with golden texture

Folding the fan, a tongue of flame spewed out from his slightly opened mouth, Fu Shiyu said.

"Flowers are beautiful, since you refuse to give in, let's taste what it feels like to be burned by flames."

Ms. Fujiwara yelled so redly, and felt that the pressure had increased. She no longer kept her hands as before, and the flames around her immediately exploded.

Facing the high-temperature flames that scorched the air, Fu Shiyu didn't feel anything, and the closed folding fan suddenly lifted upwards, no less than the wave of flames attacked by Fujiwara Meihong.

"Hoohoo-hoo-!"

"Bam—!"

The two orange-red flames collided together, and then exploded like fireworks. Hot air waves erupted from the center, and the scorched ground appeared dry and cracked.

"Is it better than flames?"

After Fujiwara sister's red eyes widened slightly, the corners of her mouth curved aggressively.

Although she can also use other sorcery, but she is better at manipulating flames, so most of the battles are resolved with flames.

"Would you like to come and have a try?"

Fu Shiyu opened the folding fan, revealing the flame-patterned fan. He is also an immortal Penglai, and now they all play with fire. If he wants to compete, he is willing to accompany him.

Immortality - Tail of the Phoenix

The violent flames formed a shape like a tail, unfolded magnificently behind Fujiwara Meihong, and one after another fireballs flew out.

"If you say I'm flamboyant, you're not the same."

Attacking in the familiar barrage style, Fu Shiyu had time to taunt, and a large number of Yanyu also appeared behind him, calmly waving the opened folding fan, Yanyu dragged his long tail to meet him.

There are no mistakes, some different appearances, but the same style of barrage hits accurately.

No one is stronger than the other, the collision between the flames, they all exploded with the performance of dying together, and dissipated into the last lingering flame.

In the refreshing morning of this autumn, the place where Fu Shiyu and Fujiwara Meihong stayed seemed to return to summer, even hotter than summer.

There are more signs of dryness and cracks on the ground, and the unbearable high temperature seems to be burning. Ordinary people may lose water within a short time if they stay here, and then pass out from heatstroke.

Fujiwara Meihong opened her hands wide, and then flames came out and attached to her arms, and she threw it hard and changed into the shape of a bird.

Seeing this, Fu Shiyu lowered his center of gravity and leaned over to avoid the fast-flying flame bird, but the attack did not end. Fujiwara Meihong waved his hands back, and the flame bird changed its trajectory and came back like a boomerang.Welcome;:Welcome "Jin;"! Enter【,!;;";of";:】:..;4:9.,3:""6!,";5."

The alarm bell of the crisis sounded, Fu Shiyu didn't look back, his body jumped off the ground lightly, and the flame bird flew past his original position.

"Don't try to escape!"

Fujiwara Meihong did not give up the pursuit, and the endless flame bird attacked for the third time, and was about to get close when Fu Shiyu landed.

Fu Shiyu was fearless in the face of danger, and the folding fan instantly inflated into a huge flame fan, carrying a wave of flames and swung it out to intercept the flame bird. The heat and airflow of the explosion did not hurt himself.

Now Fu Shiyu can not only use flames, but also has increased flame resistance. It is not a special flame that can't help him at all.

The moment Fu Shiyu landed, an arm that looked like a claw protruded from the undiminished aftermath.

Before he had time to defend himself, Fu Shiyu turned his head to the side, brushing his palm covered with flames, and a tiny burn appeared on his cheek.

The magic power in the body was transformed, Fu Shiyu took a quick deep breath, and the fiery flames spewed out from his mouth.

The distance was closer than before, and the range of the attack was not small. Fujiwara Meihong couldn't dodge like Fu Shiyu, but she didn't plan to dodge either.

It is impossible to tell who is who from the outside. While burning and resisting, something similar to talisman paper on Fujiwara Meihong's body glows faintly, as if to contribute to it.

Fujiwara Meihong's other free arm was ready to attack, and the next moment, she was kicked by Fu Shiyu on her abdomen, and she flew backwards with great strength.

Even if it can resist the burning of the flames, the movement of the body will always slow down, even if it is only for a moment, it can be called an opportunity.

Fu Shiyu, who maintained the offensive, took advantage of the fleeting gap to kick Fujiwara Meihong's abdomen with his feet.

It's a pity that this attack may be effective for others, but it's not the same for Fujiwara Meihong, and the situation is indeed what Fu Shiyu thought.

The cramped abdomen recovered in an instant, a neat carp straightened up, Fujiwara Meihong stood up without incident, Immortal accelerated recovery, it was so willful.

"You actually spit, don't you think it's disgusting."

Fujiwara Meihong regained her posture, the dissipated flames followed, and the temperature that had not dropped rose again.

The nearby withered and yellowed vegetation evaporated and ignited, forming a small flame and falling on the dry ground. The trees were already smoking and might burn at any time.

"I'm a dragon now, it's not normal to know dragon's breath."

Fu Shiyu put down his raised right foot, and fanned himself gently with the folding fan, but the force of the wind had no effect at all.

"Dragon? Climbing a snake is almost the same."

Fujiwara Meihong dismissed it, not saying whether it was true or not, even if it was true, based on the positions of both parties, she would not act to increase the ambition of others and destroy her own prestige.

"Looking at the way you moved just now, it should be the beginning of a grass chicken."