The phone on Chris's corpse kept expleting.

But here, apart from gusts of wind, there was no response.

About half an hour later, a helicopter came into mid-air.

The cabin door opened, and several figures jumped directly from a height of more than ten meters and landed smoothly.

"Chris!"

Several people saw Chris lying in the pit at a glance, with no signs of life.

"Ahhh

Among them, a white man in a straitjacket with yellow hair had a furious face.

With a punch, he directly blasted a huge rock a few meters away into slag in the air, as a way to vent the anger in his heart.

Next to him, stood a tall red-haired woman.

She was looking at the phone on Chris's corpse at the moment, her brow furrowed.

After hearing the yellow-haired man's words, she said: "On the phone just now, you should have heard Chris's words, not to mention, as the God of Glory War, his strength itself is very strong in our God Alliance, but even so, he is still dead!"

The red-haired woman's tone was a little solemn.

"Moreover, the other party can still force him to say those words that don't let us come over to send us to death, which can only show that Ye Xing's strength has reached a certain extremely terrifying level. ”

"In this case, even if we try to find each other, we can't kill him!"

"Mary has a point, there is a saying in China that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years!

Another voice rang out.

The one who said this was a bald head.

The body is about the same as Chris, who was killed by Ye Xing, and they are all very strong.

But this bald head is wearing a suit that does not show muscles, and even has a gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, which does not match his appearance at all.

It's like a combination of beauty and beast, which seems very strange and extremely discordant.

However, the rest of the Divine Alliance is used to it.

"What did the Prophet leave behind?"

The eyes of several people fell on the bald head wearing glasses.

The prophet in his mouth is also a member of their Western Divine Alliance, and because of his ability to predict the future and budget fate, his status in the Western Divine Alliance is still very high.

The Prophet is said to have lived for more than two hundred years.

However, almost a year ago, he died.

Before he died, the Prophet left a message for the members of the Western Alliance.

"A year later, our Western Divine Alliance will usher in an opportunity to grow, seize this opportunity, and be able to stand on top of the world!"

The bald man held out a finger.

Now, with less than a month to go, we are approaching the year of which the prophet speaks. ”

"What the Prophet said has always been verified, and I believe it will be the same this time. ”

"In less than a month, the opportunity for our Western Divine Alliance to grow stronger will come, as long as we grasp it well, after we become stronger, it is not a simple matter to kill a Chinese person?"

The bald man's words gave the yellow-haired man a booster and made his expression firm.

"Then I'll wait another month, and after a month, no one can stop me from going to Huaxia and slaughtering that damn guy!"

Maple Leaf Country, Southern Airport.

Ye Xing sat at a boarding gate in the terminal, closing his eyes and resting.

There are no direct flights from this airport to Yuzhou, so you have to fly to the capital first and then transfer.

Ye Xing didn't bother to transfer, and only bought a ticket to the capital.

After waiting in the capital, it will be faster to take the Kunpeng fighter of the National Security Bureau back to Liancheng.

Even if the time comes, the National Security Bureau still can't send him, and it won't take long to fly back to Liancheng directly from the capital.

As time went on, the seats near the gate slowly filled up and were crowded.

International flights, and international flights to Huaxia, more than eighty percent of them are Chinese, and Ye Xing, a Chinese face, sat in the crowd, and it didn't look abrupt.

It didn't take long for the announcement to start boarding.

Because the most recent flight that Ye Xing bought, the first class was sold out, so he took the ordinary economy class.

For this, Ye Xing didn't care too much.

I used to take first class because there were few people and it was quiet.

If there are many people everywhere, it doesn't matter where you sit.

Finding his position by the window, Ye Xing sat down and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

After a while, Ye Xing noticed that someone was sitting next to him.

With a faint scent, it's a woman.

However, Ye Xing didn't open his eyes.

Speechless all the way.

Nearly eleven hours later, the announcement announced that the plane was about to land at Beijing International Airport.

Only then did Ye Xing open his eyes.

He noticed that a gaze fell on him and looked sideways.

It was the man sitting next to him.

A girl about twenty years old, with short hair and a heroic posture, was looking at him with strange eyes at this time.

Ye Xing found out that he was looking at him, and the girl didn't feel embarrassed, but said in surprise: "How did you manage to sit here for nearly eleven hours in a row, motionless?"

At first, the girl didn't care.

But as time went on, the girl gradually realized that something was wrong.

I went to the toilet twice, and the person next to me still maintained the same sitting posture, motionless!

Curious, the girl stared at Ye Xing for a long time.

During this period, he was tired, and he couldn't help but change several postures, but Ye Xing still maintained the same posture at the beginning.

If it weren't for the fact that she could see Ye Xing's chest breathing slightly undulating, I'm afraid she would have thought that this was a dead person.

Therefore, now that she saw Ye Xing's eyes open, she felt very curious, so she couldn't help but ask.

"When you become a warrior, you can do it too. Ye Xing glanced at her, and then said lightly.

"Warrior, I'm a warrior!"

The girl clenched her fists and waved twice in front of her.

"You may not know, I just finished participating in a personal World Wushu Competition in the Maple Leaf Country, and although I didn't win the championship, I am also a top eight master!"

There was a smug look on her face.

Ye Xing shook his head and said, "At most, you only know some fist and foot kung fu, not a martial artist." ”

The girl was unconvinced, and said, "Then you say, what kind of warrior is it?"

"Martial artists are divided into several realms, but in my opinion, the first few realms are not considered martial artists, and only after cultivating 'qi' can they be called real martial artists. ”

"Breaking stones with one hand, killing people with imperial energy, this is a warrior. ”

The girl felt like listening to a story, her eyes widened, and she looked at Ye Xing: "Then you are a martial artist?"

"I'm not. Ye Xing shook his head.

The girl pouted: "I thought you were so powerful, your feelings have been blowing here for a long time." ”

Ye Xing smiled: "Although I am not a martial artist, I kill a martial artist like a chicken." ”