Since the beginning of the battle, Wu Xue had been dragged into the grass behind by Jiang Siyu and Hou Jingru due to several funny actions.

However, whether intentionally or unintentionally, Wu Xue's several strange remarks made everyone unconsciously ignore the evil spirit on the boss. Otherwise, Yao Ruoyu and others would not be able to hold on for so long.

However, as Jiang Siyu and Hou Jingru rushed out one after another, Wu Xue was the only one left in the grass.

It’s not that she was unwilling to go out, but that when she squatted alone in the grass, watching Yao Ruoyu, Yang Renjie, Fu Feng and others fighting with the boss, the one that filled her heart was not the blood and anger, but the coldness hidden deep in her memory, as if it was extremely familiar.

Yes, this coldness is very familiar, just like her childhood feeling, her parents divorced and each formed a new family, and she was thrown to her elderly grandparents to live with them.

Having the living expenses given by parents each month is enough to ensure that Wu Xue will not have financial problems. Moreover, because it is double the living expenses, her living conditions are actually better than many children of the same age.

but……

——Go away! You are a bad kid without a mother and mother!

——You must be too bad, so your parents don’t want you!

——Yes! Let’s not play with bad kids!

Words similar to this kind of content are densely filled with Wu Xue's young heart, following her and entangling her, forcing her childhood to be filled with tears and humiliation, and the lonely and cold that makes people tremble.

When she was young, she didn't know much about socializing. At that time, in order to get a little less pitiful play and sympathy from the children around her, she had to be cute and stupid to get close to them.

Gradually, funny seemed to replace her original personality, and cuteness seemed to have become her label. As she grew up, even Wu Xue herself almost forgot her former personality.

After arriving at university, Wu Xue joined the Department of Literature and Art. Although she also joined other student union departments, only the Department of Literature and Art made her feel very comfortable.

At that time, the literary and artistic department seemed to be a cultural atmosphere. People often sat together and chatted, teased and mocked each other, occasionally slandering others, or slandering themselves to cultivate their moral integrity.

This atmosphere made Wu Xue, whose personality has become funny, liked it very much. At the same time, she also believed that the point that the Literature and Art Department made her like was just this relaxed and humorous atmosphere.

At that time, Yao Ruoyu was also the vice chairman of the student union. When he had nothing to do, he would tell everyone about unity, and that everyone was a partner of the same department and would work together for a goal.

To be honest, every time Wu Xue heard the other person say these words, she would silently clean her ears and then smile and browse Weibo.

But at this moment, squatting in the grass, Wu Xue watched Jiang Siyu die seriously injuring Yao Ruoyu, Fu Feng and Chen Meng fought to entangle the boss, Yao Ruoyu almost dragged the boss to die together, Li Yilin was not afraid of death, Yang Renjie was exhausted, and Hou Jingru also began to overdraw his vitality because of excessive rescue.

At this moment, everyone was facing the boss, leaving themselves alone in the grass behind. No one could see or see it, as if they were not a member of the Literature and Art Department at all, but just a stranger who withdrew from the Literature and Art Department because of their sophomore year.

Gradually, just as the battle outside became more and more intense and the atmosphere was hot and passionate, Wu Xue in the grass was covered with an invisible layer of cold and thin clothes. The familiar loneliness and cold loneliness made Wu Xue inexplicably hug her knees, curled up and squatted in the grass, not even willing to move.

However, looking at the scenes of fighting outside the grass, the more lonely and lonely she felt in her heart, the more Wu Xue seemed to have to recall something. She just couldn't remember what she was.

Until the boss tear apart the thunder cage and walked out again, causing everyone to fall into despair, Wu Xue suddenly saw Yao Ruoyu gritting her teeth and turning over from the ground. At that moment, she suddenly recalled it.

That was her first semester of college. At that time, the department's speech competition had just ended, followed by the school-level speech competition. As the top three in the department's competition, Wu Xue was qualified to go to the school-level competition.

However, Wu Xue knew that she was lucky enough to be qualified to enter the school-level competition, so she did not intend to continue the competition, and also gave a rejection reply to the person in charge of the speech competition in the department.

However, what she didn't expect was that Yao Ruoyu quickly found herself and kept trying to convince herself to participate in school-level speech competitions.

Maybe he was so annoyed that Wu Xue finally agreed to continue the game.

But for some reason, he should have agreed only when he was so annoyed that he couldn't help but Wu Xue couldn't suppress the faint smile on the corner of her lips.

Since then, Wu Xue often gave Yao Ruoyu the speech he had prepared and asked him to help him study it.

Of course, Yao Ruoyu, who has never participated in a speech contest, is at most a dog-headed military advisor. He can only rely on his third-rate online novel creation ability to help modify the loopholes between words and sentences, and occasionally add a few beautiful and sensational sentences.

This matter has nothing to do with the love and moon, but youth, like a willow light.

However, in the first round of Wu Xue's trip to the school-level competition, she was eliminated, and was interrupted by the student in charge of the interview in a very rude way and asked her to leave the classroom directly.

Although it failed, Wu Xue could bear it. However, when she saw something delayed, Yao Ruoyu, who had just arrived, could no longer hold back her tears and cried with her roommate in her arms.

It was guilty of caring for young people since childhood, which made Wu Xue's coldness that had been hidden deep in her cuteness quietly have cracks, causing the deeper past warmth to slowly penetrate out under the coldness.

It was still the same thing. This situation has nothing to do with the wind and moon, but only the frost is relieved and the warm buds are slightly exposed.

Just when Wu Xue was trapped in memory, Yao Ruoyu had already looked at the boss with sharp eyes, but his voice had already been conveyed from afar.

"Wu Xue! I'll leave it to you!"

"Wu Xue..."

"Burn!"

That "burning" seemed to ignite the deepest warmth in Wu Xue's protection under the two layers of funny and coldness. It was the flame that was slowly buried in the deepest part of her memory when she was very young. Although it was soft, it could turn into the most blazing flame.

(I was not abandoned, they still need me, yes, they need me, and we will be like before, funny, weird, and... fighting for a goal together!)

As the warmth in Wu Xue’s memory was revived, she suddenly raised her hand, and her body was filled with red light. The majestic spiritual energy gathered from all directions. Under her guidance, she turned into a fire phoenix shadow that seemed to warm everyone’s hearts.

"The Secret Sutra of the Southern Ming Dynasty!"

"!"

Staring at the boss, a flame seemed to ignite in Wu Xue's eyes. Her fleshy little hand pointed at her distance. In an instant, the fiery phoenix shadow in front of her spread its wings, and the tail feathers swayed. The loud phoenix chirping resounded throughout the village, and it had already brought out a red flame track and flew towards the boss.

Since the fierce battle with Yao Ruoyu and others, the leader has become extremely weak. At this moment, his true energy is almost only at the level of the third level and one level. Even though he is still more important and powerful than Wu Xue's second level and seventh level, facing the shadow of the Fire Phoenix, he did not dare to be careless at all, and he did not dare to rely on his body to block it directly.

When I read this, the boss quickly kicked his feet and was about to dodge to the left.

Seeing this, Yao Ruoyu bit his tongue hard, and with the help of the severe pain, he forcibly condensed the remaining true energy in his body, and condensed the round mirror behind him again, reflecting the endless illusion into the heart of the boss.

At this moment, after being attacked again, the boss's pupils suddenly contracted, because at this moment, he finally remembered the origin of this move. This was the power he had been staying in Wulong Fairy Mountain for many years and looking for for many years, the terrible force that could help him take revenge.

"sly……"

The moment he was distracted, the shadow of the Fire Phoenix had already flew to the sky with flames, hitting the boss's chest, and suddenly the red flames expanded and danced from it. With the rumbling explosion sound, it continued to spread and burn, and finally formed a sea of ​​fire, completely submerging the boss's chest.

The red flames kept lingering and burning, reflecting Wu Xue's black and translucent pupils filled with Hokage, as if they were red in the sea of ​​fire.

(No! This is not over yet. The opponent just now had at least the strength of the third level and one level of true energy. Even if I took this blow, coupled with the burning at this moment, I would definitely have the power to fight!)

It seems that because he recalled all the past, Wu Xue's usual funny and cute expression had long disappeared, and his face was replaced by a kind of wise light that was held by the wisdom beads.

"So if this is the case..." Wu Xue took a silent breath, and her eyes suddenly became brighter.

In an instant, the sea of ​​fire was suddenly pulled by an invisible force, swept into the air, and then fell heavily. After shrinking to a certain range, it suddenly burst out like a rebound. The surging shock wave burned out with the flames, causing the earth to tremble for a brief moment.

"The long-lost flame in my heart..."

"Take off!"

Ging at the surging sea of ​​fire, Wu Xue suddenly smiled warmly, and the corners of her lips were outlined, just like the sunshine.
Chapter completed!