Chapter 467 Heart Fire Illusion Do you also want to fight with strangers?Shang Liyu was stunned after taking a little puff, while Safu was dragged to the crib arena after taking a big puff. Anti could feel the stranger's bad temper from a distance. Now Shang Liyu suddenly seemed to feel that he could do it again. "If I'm not strong enough, it would be terrible if I try to track it down and get suppressed by it." "What else?" Anti felt that the reason was not that simple. "I really want to absorb the flames to become stronger. Although it is a challenge, Anti, you are indeed my chance." Shang Liyu confessed without any hesitation. Now that she was clear-headed and had determined what she wanted to do and the path she was on, she was much more straightforward. Maybe she learned this from Anti. "Are you sure?" "Yes, I couldn't hold on before because I was caught off guard. This time I have an idea. Although I am quite inferior to that wandering god, the characteristics of the True Spirit Fire seem to give me more room for operation at this time." Shang Liyu put one hand on his chest, his tone confident. The characteristics of the true spirit fire, that is, the flame on the spiritual level, were born out of the illusion of fire and inherited some of the nature of jealousy. After hearing what she said, An Ti probably knew what Shang Liyu was going to do.
He said, "I will restrain myself a little and help you. Don't force yourself if you can't hold on." Shang Liyu heard this and smiled a little strangely: "Anti, although your heart fire is very strong, it does not change the fact that I absorb your heart fire and use your spiritual power to replenish myself." "I don't care." Anti said casually. "It is indeed the case." Shang Liyu sighed. Shang Liyu calmed down and moved closer to An Ti. Anti is now like a walking sea of fire. The raging flames are shocking. It is frightening to see it from a distance. When you get closer, the distance becomes blurred, and you feel like you are about to be swallowed up by the behemoth in front of you. The firelight illuminated Shang Liyu's hair and red clothes, and her fiery red eyes reflected the sea of fire, as if they had merged into the fire in An Ti's heart. In the dazzling flames, there seemed to be only one color left in front of his eyes. Shang Liyu mobilized his strength, and the skull on the side of his face suddenly began to tremble violently and cracks appeared. Then, after passing through the sea of fire, what appeared in front of him was not Anti, but an ugly mummy. "Ah——!" The stranger let out a shrill roar directly at Shang Liyu, then flashed in front of Shang Liyu and slashed down with the long and sharp fingers of his left hand. Swish! The picture in front of Shang Liyu's eyes shattered, and she turned around to find herself in a school. A figure walked past her, and she caught a glimpse of the still young Anti, but the expression on his face was exactly the same as it is now. Even though he was wearing the simple and standard school uniform, it was difficult to conceal his unique temperament. As the child followed the flow of people going to school, he attracted the attention of people around him from time to time. He is very famous, many people know him, and many people think he is special. Shang Liyu followed carefully. Seeing Anti put down his schoolbag and took out his homework and arranged it, while others started to collect the homework, he took out a certain textbook and started studying. He had already missed a lot of classes due to many things, and now he had to concentrate on studying to catch up. The morning class was halfway through. After the break, someone approached Anti and said, "Anti! Do you want to play basketball?" "Do not hit."
"Really not? Didn't you say you didn't want to practice swimming anymore?" "Then I won't fight." "What are you doing? Your tone..." Anti: “…” He raised his head and glanced at the other person as if he was looking at a fool. Even without the Night Eyes, even if he was a child, the sense of oppression he gave was not much different. At least it was enough for children of the same age. This person was pulled away by other students without any hesitation. He was just always beaten up by Anti when playing basketball and he was always unwilling to accept it. He was obviously taller but he had no way to fight back. His skills were even worse, so there was no point in bullying his peers. "He asked for leave before because his grandfather died. Didn't you know that?" "Ah? How do I know this? How do you know this?" "Never mind, gossip." "No wonder, that expression is like his mom...grandfather has died." "Isn't he always like this? Hey, he is destined to be different from us. He is a super genius who is good at everything and very arrogant!" The sound faded away, but Anti heard it keenly. An Ti silently lowered his head to write the test paper, ignoring him. Shang Liyu stood beside him with a look of distress. As for Anti's family background, they had occasionally heard clues from Anti, but it did not prevent them from being touched when they actually visited the "scene". Suddenly, a strange sound came from the side, and the normal scene around suddenly turned into a sea of fire. In the burning classroom, little Anti was still doing his homework with his head down, and all the other people around him disappeared. Bang! The front door of the classroom was pushed open, and a figure staggered in. It was the stranger who brought Shang Liyu into this memory. The stranger's body was stained with flames, making it look like a fireman, with its hollow eyes looking towards Shang Liyu: "Get... out!" "Anti..." Shang Liyu shouted. Bang! The stranger appeared in front of her again. Shang Liyu still had no way to resist, but she still dodged subconsciously, and the stranger did not aim directly at her head. In the end, it was Shang Liyu's leg that was broken by the kick. Shang Liyu supported himself on the ground with his hands, his body trembling. Such a strong pain! Abnormal pain is also a part of the characteristics of this burning heart fire. The characteristics of the heart fire naturally come from Anti himself. This was only part of what was leaked from Anti... What kind of pain did Anti endure on a daily basis to be able to be with them with such a blank expression... Shang Liyu opened his eyes wide and looked at the little Anti beside him. Only at this time did Little Anti raise his head and look at the stranger standing beside him and Shang Liyu kneeling beside him.
The stranger glanced at Anti and ignored him, saying to Shang Liyu, "Get lost..." "Come again..." Click! As soon as he said it, the stranger kicked Shang Liyu's other leg again, breaking it with such great force and speed that his foot cut Shang Liyu's leg like a knife. Shang Liyu groaned, still holding on even as blood flowed all over the ground. The stranger stepped down again, crushing one of Shang Liyu's supporting hands. Shang Liyu leaned precariously on Xiao Anti's body, the pain and brutality about to swallow her up. But little Anti lowered his head and watched silently, which made Shang Liyu's consciousness become a little clearer in the chaos. What he recalled in his mind was the year of his decadence and the desperate scenes in the Lihuo illusion. Anti saved her, but she was helpless against the fire in Anti's heart. The true spirit fire was crumbling, and this constructed mental illusion was already seriously burdened. She persisted for a while, but in fact it was already a long time. She might have absorbed enough strength and there was no need to fight so hard... But is this really the only reason she came here? The stranger stretched out his left index finger and pointed the sharp fingertip at Shang Liyu's pupils. "I'm sorry." Shang Liyu suppressed his voice, and trembling words came out of his mouth. The stranger was stunned. Shang Liyu suddenly lunged forward and grabbed the stranger's dry arm with her last hand. The stranger froze in place and did not throw her out immediately. She turned her gaze again and looked at little Anti who was watching her silently. "This is all I can do... You must be really tired... I'm really sorry... We are all... so useless... We can only leave you alone..." Shang Liyu's consciousness was blurred by the burning flames and the severe pain. Only his mouth moved as if instinctively, conveying his final thoughts into the depths. "Thanks a lot." The flames got smaller. Although it was only reduced from a sea of fire to a pillar of fire rising into the sky, Anti's inner fire was indeed greatly reduced. Nothing was lost, but a loveless and irritable heart was given a little comfort. Even if it's just a little bit, it will burn like a raging fire again after a while, but at least now, it has silently restrained its temper a little. Anti looked at Shang Liyu, who was kneeling in front of him, holding his hands and hugging him tightly, with her head resting on his stomach. When she regained consciousness, she whispered, "Thank you." (End of this chapter)