Two stupid postmodern life

Fire, scorching fire everywhere.

Alman was shocked at first, and then relaxed. Fire was very familiar to him.

The color-haired people are born with the ability to manipulate fire, but since they are flesh and blood, how can they not be afraid of fire.

Therefore, they are like hunters who are always in company with wild beasts. If they are well manipulated, the beast will serve you. If they are not well manipulated, they will be killed by the beast.

In every generation, countless clansmen are killed in the sea of ​​fire. Therefore, those with strong abilities must not only control the size of the fire, but also master the accuracy. More importantly, they are less afraid of death than others.

Alman is very afraid of death. Logically speaking, his ability should not be good, but he has loved fire since he was a child. Even if he was burned a few times because of it, it did not hinder his enthusiasm for fire. Among them, there are only a handful of them.

There is no custom for Caifa to set up a heir to be the heir. Their lords have always been those who are capable. Therefore, Arman, who has the strongest ability to control fire, has been one of the candidates for the heir since childhood.

It's a pity that Arman was born with an unruly personality. To him, the mere palace is like a cage, and the whole colored hair is just a bigger cage. His vision is the whole world.

So, regardless of his mother's objection, he resolutely gave up his status as crown prince, left the palace, and became a pirate on the Sangma Sea.Taking this opportunity, he has been to Semu, which is as vast as the sea, to the Wu tribe, where the trees are full of green trees, and to the elegant and gentle Xuanji.

It was also there that he met the man.

Emerald!

By the way, what about emerald?

Arman looked around, and finally, in the deepest part of the fire, he saw the figure of Jade. He was bound to a pillar and could not move, screaming in despair surrounded by the flames.

Arman's heart was about to stop, and he ran over immediately. Wherever he went, the flames retreated automatically, opening a path. He untied the jade rope, carried him on his back, and escaped along the same path.

Emerald sucked in a lot of heat and was dying. Seeing Arman, she struggled to take her last breath, grabbed Arman's arm with both hands, and said hoarsely: "It's all because of you, it's all because of you! I hate you..."

After speaking, he opened his eyes and died.

"No!!!" Arman sat up from the bed dripping with cold sweat, first looked around in a daze, and then let out a long breath: "Fortunately, it was a dream."

Taking a deep breath to calm his excited heartbeat, Arman got out of bed and walked to the table, poured a cup of cold tea, and drank the cold tea. It took a long time before he calmed down.

"What, did you have a nightmare?" The sudden voice sounded, and the teacup in Arman's hand nearly dropped in fright.

"Are you still finished?" Alman was completely irritated: "Didn't you just come here this afternoon? Are you addicted to peeping?"

From a dark corner, the Eighth Prince Jager came out slowly: "Don't be angry on Eleven. I tossed and turned late at night and couldn't sleep. I wanted to have a drink with you, so I came here uninvited."

Facing this person who played with him in the palm of his hand, Arman really had no mood to make false claims with him, and said angrily: "You planted spies by my side in the early years, and now you abducted Jade, I can't escape from your palm, you Don’t worry, you don’t need to send people to watch me day and night.”

"How could it be? We are brothers." Yage smiled before saying a word, showed the jug in his hand, walked to the table and sat down: "Brother, I asked you for help several times before, but it was because you refused repeatedly that I I have no choice but to make such a bad plan." As he spoke, he sighed: "We grew up together when we were young, don't you know me?"

Arman said in his heart that he knew too well, that's why he hated you so much.

As the eighth prince with colorful hair, he is obviously a proud son of heaven, but for some reason, he fell into the habit of voyeurism. As long as he is interested in his father and king, as small as ordinary people, as long as he is interested, he will enjoy it until he loses interest. .

For a while when I was a child, Jager became very interested in his eleventh brother. He peeped, and even played pranks, jumping out from time to time to scare Arman. In the shadows, I always feel that Jager will come out with his teeth and claws in the next moment.

"As you wish, I'm back. Shouldn't you also keep your promise and let Jade leave?" Arman poured a glass of wine and drank it down in one gulp.

"Don't say it so badly, Arman." Jager also poured himself a glass and drank it slowly: "Even if you don't agree to help me, I won't hurt him, I just heard that you have someone you like , wanted to see him, but you didn't agree to come back, that's why you made such a bad move."

Putting down the cup, Jager seemed to be lost in memories: "Although we were not born to the same mother, we are similar in age. I have been close to you since I was a child, but unfortunately you have never liked me... You are naturally free and easy, and you are not subject to this worldly influence." Binding, I have been thinking, in this life, who can make you care about? Unfortunately, I can't leave here, so I can only be wronged and bring him here."

Arman was silent, as if he was moved.

Jager took another sip of the wine, suddenly puffed up his cheeks and sprayed it all over Arman's face, looking at Arman's unbelievable eyes, he fell down with a smile: "Hahaha, you lied to me, you idiot!! !"

Arman's face was flushed with anger, Jade, who was afraid of disturbing the rest of the neighbors, felt uncomfortable when she didn't have a fit, and the lamp on the table, like a bean, suddenly jumped up as if being urged by hot oil, and went straight to Jager.

Ever since I was a child, I don’t know how many fights I’ve had with Jager. Arman can guess what move Jager will make next with his eyes closed. Whenever this happens, Jager will not dodge, and he must use the fire dragon to explore the way. The two faced each other head-on, and at that time, they were all blackened by the fire.

But not today, Yager stood there motionless, and when the flame was only one step away from his face, he was still in meditation like an old monk. Arman had no choice but to yell and retract the flame, because it was too sudden and he was greatly affected. shock.

He secretly swallowed a mouthful of old blood rushing to his throat: "Are you crazy, why didn't you make a move?"

Jager patted the non-existent smoke and dust on his cuffs, stretched his beautiful eyebrows, and said in a leisurely way: "It's fun, ah, I'm sleepy, I'm going back to sleep."

After speaking, he left as quietly as when he came.

Tuliu Arman stayed where he was, angry and furious, and didn't feel any sleepiness until dawn.

Arman thought, when did Yager become like this?

Although he was often teased by Jager when he was young, it was still childish or youthful playfulness. Although Arman felt that Jager was not the same person at all, in terms of interests, Arman believed that there was no conflict between the two.

But when he came back this time, Alman felt that Jager had changed and became powerful.

He didn't know which sentence Jager said was true and which sentence was false, which was actually very dangerous.

It would be fine if he was alone, but it would be a big deal, but now not only him, but also Fei Cui and his closest people, if any of them were hurt because of the power struggle of Caifa, Arman would not want to see it.

Jager, what do you want from me?

Alman fell into a deep self-blame, and he remembered the dream just now, maybe just like what Fei Cui said, the current situation is all caused by himself.

Maybe it's time to let go.

Cough, what did you say to let go, Jade is not in my hands, if I give up, Jade will leave Caifa immediately, if I don't go to him, Jade will never think of him in this life.

Jade will forget him, and they will become strangers in the torrent of time.

As long as he thinks of this result, Arman's heart trembles.

He knew that if he did, he would regret it for the rest of his life.