Every time he shattered this cloud of thought, Yang Jiong felt like his brain was torn apart alive. At first, shatter the cloud of thought, and in less than a quarter of an hour, the cloud will be restored.

As the number of breaks in the back increases. Recovery is getting slower and slower, until now, the debris is scattered everywhere and is no longer in a state of clouds.

Like Yang Jiong, the cloud of thought in his mind can be restored after being shattered a hundred times. It's really not something he can understand and accept, it's too common sense. This time, his thoughts were clouded and stored in his mind, and there was no sign of recovery.

The divine envoy stood in front of Yang Jiong for a full four hours, probing the cloud disk of thoughts in his mind. The fragments were scattered everywhere and motionless, this time Yang Jiong was destined to become an idiot.

God ran out of patience and finally despaired. Yang Jiong has a big secret on him, but he can't get it from him. Then let these secrets accompany him to death, and since he can't get it, then destroy it.

He slapped Yang Jiong again and hit Yang Jiong on the head hard. The slightly larger fragments of his mind shattered a little more. Yang Jiong suffered from this severe pain, and did not react at all, like a corpse.

Beat him into an idiot without hurting his life, and it also fulfilled his casual promise. Anyway, with his current condition, on this deserted island, he will last another day at most.

The divine envoy stayed on the island for another day, checking Yang Jiong's mind cloud disk, which had been in a broken state. Yang Jiong's vitality began to disappear and entered the dying moment.

His body was getting colder and colder, and finally, his heart stopped beating after a few beats of strong effort.

The divine envoy didn't know how to detain souls, let alone see Yang Jiong's soul situation, he checked Yang Jiong's side once, and finally determined that the person in front of him was dead.

He sighed: "It's a pity that this opportunity was taken. One last glance at Yang Jiong, his figure slowly drifted into the air. Then, at his feet, a sword appeared, carrying him through the air, disappearing without a trace.

The god envoy was very entangled while flying, if only there was a way to devour souls. Even if it is the simplest method of devouring souls, you can easily get Yang Jiong's secret. The great opportunity is missed in front of you, and you must learn a soul-devouring technique when you go back.

The sea rose and retreated, and retreated and rose. For two days, Yang Jiong has been lying motionless on the shore. Several times seabirds flew over him and treated him as a reef, and crabs ran under him to dig sand and build nests.

In two days, under the exposure of the sun, ordinary corpses should have deteriorated and stinked a long time ago, but Yang Jiong's body has remained cold.

The island is small in size, and there are no other large carnivores on the island, except for a few seabirds. Yang Jiong seemed to be sleeping quietly.

At this point, if you look closely around him, you will see that there are thin red lines flowing on the surface of his skin. Those red threads were as red as the fruit he had eaten in Storm Bear Ridge.

The red thread brings a thick vitality and runs throughout the body. Then it passed through the heart, and the heart was teased, and after beating a few times with difficulty, it began to beat harder, and the more it beat, the more powerful it became. Finally, the sound of "dong, dong" heartbeat came from Yang Jiong's chest.

A slight breath began to appear. The red thread withdrew from his chest and swam towards his body.

After the red thread travels all over the body, it begins to swim towards the brain. The fragments of thoughts in Yang Jiong's mind began to heal slowly as if they were being pulled invisibly.

In his brain, some memories began to appear. Faces were exchanged in his mind.

Yang Jiong was calm, and the memory in his brain was fragmented. Suddenly a smiling face like a flower appeared, and Xiangyi was looking at herself affectionately, encouraging herself to work hard to live.

Suddenly, a waxy yellow face appeared, with small eyes and narrow eyebrows. This is Yao Ruolan, she read softly: "The flowers on the edge of the pond are flying to the end of spring, and the end of the world is going to live in tears." There is a fate to meet thousands of miles away, and lock the body and mind for Jun Guxiu. And then it slowly vanished.

If at this time, the divine envoy is by Yang Jiong's side. He will be surprised to find that Yang Jiong, who has long since died, has actually come back to life. The cloud of thought in his mind slowly returned to the shape of a cloud.

It's just that there are too many injuries, and the recovery is extremely slow, and there are still some pieces floating next to it, approaching the middle little by little.

The sky is beautiful, the clouds are thick, and in the blink of an eye, heavy rain falls from the sky.

Stimulated by the heavy rain, Yang Jiong suddenly sat up from the ground, opened his eyes, and shouted: "Xiangyi, Ruolan." After turning his head and looking around, he fell down weakly again.

Heavy rain comes and goes as fast as it goes. Although Yang Jiong's body is weak, there is still some true qi in his body. After silently walking for a few days, he finally insisted on sitting up.

His lips were already chapped, and he wiped the rain from the corner of his mouth and pulled out a large crab from the sand. The crab struggled hard, but he finally got it to his mouth.

After eating a crab and injecting vitality into his body, Yang Jiong struggled to stand up. The seaside is unobstructed, and the big ship is gone.

Yang Jiong searched back and forth, but still didn't see the big ship. Could it be that the oracle took the big ship away? It stands to reason that he wouldn't be so boring, and the big ship is not a treasure.

Unable to see with his eyes, Yang Jiong expanded his mind out of his body and looked at it with his mind. The big ship appeared in mind, still in place.

It should be a special method used by the gods to hide the big ship in its place so that ordinary people can't see it. And if you look at it with your mind, you can see that your mind is really a magical thing.

He stumbled to the side of the big boat, and the general rancid smell came to his nose. There were several dead bodies on board, most of which were decomposed on the ship, except for a few that had been eaten by seabirds. When the sea breeze blows, the stench spreads everywhere.

The big boat dumped on the beach, and he struggled to climb onto the big boat to find Zhao Xiangyi's body. In the past, it was red and pink, but it has become a skeleton.

Yang Jiong took off his long clothes, wrapped Xiangyi's body, and packed it on his back. His tears had long since dried up, and there was only monstrous hatred in his heart.

In this life and this life, even if it is up to the Nine Heavens and down to the Netherworld, you will kill that divine envoy. This revenge will not be avenged, and death will not be blinded.

The smell on the ship was extremely unpleasant, and Yang Jiong didn't seem to smell it. He walked to the edge of the boat, grabbed the reins, and prepared to slide down.

Suddenly, a red light lit up in front of him, and in the crimson circle of light, a line of words appeared: Within ten days, go to the Yinghua Hall in Phoenix City to receive the order.

The aperture persists for a long time, and the handwriting is simple, appearing in the center of the aperture. Yang Jiong walked to the aperture to take a closer look, and the aperture emanated from a headless corpse. Yang Jiong recognized that the corpse was Zhengde.

He turned out the jade pendant on Zhengde's body, and the aperture was centered on the jade pendant, emanating from the red part in the middle. Even though it was broad daylight, the aperture was extremely bright and dazzling.

The letter in the aperture is the divine envoy summoning the emperors of the Three Kingdoms to Phoenix City. It should be the will of the divine envoy, this jade pendant was brought to Babula by Zhengde, and the emperor of Tiandu was afraid that he would not receive this news.

Yang Jiong put the jade pendant into his arms, and the aperture still appeared through his clothes. He took Zhengde's body in a bag, and with great effort, lifted it to the side of the boat and threw it down, and then climbed the reins and slid off the boat.

The island is not large, with a radius of more than 10 square kilometers. Yang Jiong lifted the bodies of Xiangyi and Zhengde next to a small earthen bag on the island and buried them separately. On the grave was written: the tomb of his beloved wife Xiangyi, the tomb of Master Zhengde.