127 Brothers reunion. (1/2)
Both Li Yang and Fang Ying stopped dead in their tracks, their hearts skipping a beat as they hurriedly raised their head in the direction of the voice. Standing on a piece of debris that was hanging in the air above them was a handsome youth with a rather burly body and chiseled features that made him give off a manly air, a silver robe with a scaly pattern draped over his body.
The youth had silver hair that was tied into a neat bun and had deep golden eyes that were filled with a mixture of pride and joy, his lips were curled into a smirk as he looked at Li Yang and Fang Ying. There were plenty of faces and people Li Yang could forget, but the one in front of him was not one of them, there was only one person who could wear such a smirk and have it suit him in such a manner.
The youth opened his mouth to speak up again, but the sound of rumbling thunder echoed throughout the area and interrupted him, a golden bolt of lightning streaking past him. Li Yang jumped off the lightning just as it passed the youth, spinning around and punching the back of the youth's head as hard as he could, sending him crashing into the ground. The tornado started to move again the moment the youth crashed into the ground, but Li Yang didn't even spare it a glance, landing on the ground a short distance away from the youth, rubbing his fist.
”Zhao Feng, you absolute cunt! Do you have any idea what sort of shit I had to go through due to that shitty 'cursed realm' you guys set up? I can still feel my body tingling and my arms stinging just from having to pick up my own goddamn sword! You better have a good excuse ready, otherwise, I'll pummel you so badly that not even Sister Shu will recognize you.”
The only person Li Yang would ever refer to as Sister Shu was Dai Shu, Zhao Feng's wife and one of his closest friends in his previous life. Zhao Feng was lying face down on the ground, his body slightly embedded into the earth due to the force of the punch. He placed both palms against the ground and pushed himself up, standing up and wiping the dirt from his face while grumbling to Li Yang.
”You know, I was kind of hoping for a more tearful greeting than this, kinda like the one you gave Sister Ying. I even went through all the trouble of waiting for the direst moment to make my entrance, did you really have to ruin it like that?”
A slap suddenly hit the back of Zhao Feng's head just as he finished wiping away all the dirt, once again causing him to fall forward and end up face down in the dirt. Fang Ying stood behind Zhao Feng, pulling back her arm while her eyebrow twitched slightly. Li Yang cracked his fingers, the corners of his mouth twitching as he stepped closer to Zhao Feng, who was already standing up again.
”You were watching all along, just for a goddamn greeting? That's it, I'm beating the shit out of you no matter what excuse you have. And just how the hell do you know what sort of reunion I had with Ying'er?”
Since he said he had been waiting for the direst moment before entering it was likely that he might have arrived here as they entered the volcano, maybe even sooner. Ignoring the fact that he had been waiting for something to happen before stepping in, just the fact that he had been able to hide himself from them was quite amazing. Zhao Feng continued to smirk, swiping his ring and pulling out a jade orb, filling it with some Qi as he talked, pointing at the three scars on Li Yang's face.
”I saw the images of the two of you just before you escaped from Tian Zheng. Your eyes were so nice and red that it was clear that you had just cried. I wonder how the admirers you used to have would feel if they learned that the all-mighty Thunder Monarch was crying? And those scars, what sort of absolute freak managed to give you those?”
The orb lit up after being filled with Zhao Feng's Qi, using the Qi to project an image of Li Yang and Fang Ying right after they had reunited and killed Zi Yanwu, mere seconds after Tian Zheng and the others arrived on the scene. The tornadoes all around them weakened as Li Yang and Fang Ying looked at the images, a pained roar echoing across the entire island, it seemed like the hydra had been hit by a rather powerful attack.
The three glanced in the direction of the roar for a short second but then quickly stopped bothering with it. Li Yang traced the three scars going diagonally down over his right eye, clicking his tongue slightly as he responded.
”As if I'd care what those people think about my actions. And these, given to me in single combat against a dragon, bastard refused to go down even after I stabbed its heart seven times.”
His words were, of course, a big fat lie, he received the scars back when he shielded Liang Xinyi from a Vine Wolf, a very weak Demonic beast. But there was no need to let Zhao Feng know that, there was no telling how much fun he would have on Li Yang's expense if he knew that fact. But while Li Yang was thinking that, Fang Ying spoke up, smiling faintly while letting out a light laughter.
”A dragon huh, last time you told me the story it was a Vine Wolf.”
Zhao Feng immediately burst into laughter when he heard the truth from Fang Ying, repeatedly slapping Li Yang on the shoulder. The mighty Thunder Monarch, scarred by a weak little Vine Wolf, that was surely a joke to go down in the history books. Li Yang turned to Fang Ying, his mouth twisting slightly.
”Betrayed by my own wife? What sort of tragedy is this?”
Fang Ying simply sent Li Yang a charming smile, stretching out her arm and giving his nose a light tap before pulling back her arm again and winking at him.
”To be perfectly accurate, we're not currently married. You'd best swoop me up before someone else comes along and snatches me away.”
They had married each other in a small ceremony in their previous life, but did something like that carry over into the next life? It didn't really matter since neither of them would ever get together with anyone else, but Li Yang still let out a quick laugh, his own lips curling into a smirk.
”Ha, I'd like to see them try. But all right, I'll give you the grandest wedding you could possibly imagine.”
In their last life, they only had a small ceremony with Zhao Feng and the others, exchanging their vows beneath a weeping willow standing at the edge of a lake covered in lotus flowers. Since they would have a second chance in this life, why not make the wedding the grandest that the world had ever seen? He felt that Fang Ying deserved at least that much.