Under the night sky of Ionia, the plain of Sylph has just entered the liveliest time of the day. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Beasts roamed, wolves marched, and jackals followed the lions from a distance, hoping to get some rotting residue to feed on.

Wolves travel thousands of miles to eat meat, but jackals do not eat excrement, they have the best teeth and the strongest stomach pouch, not only can chew the hardest bones, but also digest all germs.

However, none of this affected the figure who was sitting cross-legged on a boulder and looking up at the starry sky.

The lion retreated, the beast walked around, and the mere sitting there gave people an unimaginable coercion—his name was Yi.

Yi wears strange glasses that support him from the narrow perspective of human beings, he is dressed in simple linen clothes, a pair of tattered straw sandals under his feet, and a mysterious sword like a turquoise jade is crossed above his legs.

"No home......" he let out a long sigh, he could defeat any Noxian army on the surface, but he couldn't stop Warwick's biological weapons, it was beyond his ability.

Just like the town of Amero, his hometown was also destroyed by such a horrific Resident Evil, and he didn't know how many people died, but he knew that his hometown was the only survivor left.

Watching his relatives and friends turn into walking corpses and man-eating demons, he is like the head of the Hunters' Guild at the beginning, and the madness in his heart is indescribable - fortunately, his will is much tougher than that of Sebro, so that he will not be directly crushed and completely collapsed.

As the last head of the Infinite Dao, Master Yi can't even find a qualified disciple now, and the talented young people of the entire Ionian are concentrated in the large and small gyms, and in comparison, the Infinite Kendo with only one light pole commander left seems to be in decline too much.

"Eh, that's ......" Master Yi's eyes suddenly widened, in the bright night sky, a shallow meteor was slowly falling not far away, he suddenly stood up, the extraterrestrial meteor has always been a good material for forging the divine sword, and now although he has not found an apprentice, it is also good to prepare a meeting gift in advance.

You must know that his old friend Dolan is a master who can forge artifacts, and there is no need to say that there is such a friend.

He determined the direction and rushed towards the place where the meteorite fell - Master Yi, who has a plateau bloodline, was not running too fast, and even at the moment when the meteorite had just fallen, he had already arrived at the scene.

Boom - A violent shock wave spread, and the entire plain, whether it was grass and vegetation, or fierce beasts and lions, was crushed into ashes under this earth-destroying force.

Master Yi's face remained unchanged, the beard on his chin and the braid on the top of his head all flew backwards, only to see him fiercely raise the Yingying long sword in his hand and slash it forward.

"A thousand blows!"

It is the same as the Mystery Thousand Strikes that Zhang Chao once used, but it has to be more profound, because this sword also embodies Master Yi's hatred for the Noxians, and there is a kind of hysterical flavor.

Therefore, this sword became more and more powerful - boom, the invisible and massless shock wave was actually split at this moment, spreading out behind him and on both sides, and immediately lifted countless earth and gravel, and after cutting through the shock wave, this sword qi directly cut into the inside of the meteorite.

Hearing only two muffled clicks, Master Yi's face changed slightly: "How can an extraterrestrial meteorite be so fragile?" If the material of this meteorite is not human, how can it fall directly from the sky without being evaporated by the violent friction?

"Squeak-" From the meteorite, a small furry hand stretched out, and the little hand rested on the edge of the meteorite and held it hard-it was a fluffy golden little monkey.

The little monkey stared at Master Yi quietly with innocent and ignorant eyes, and Master Yi's face showed shock, but he was not afraid of people at all, so he jumped up directly, landed on Master Yi's shoulder, and stretched out his hand to pull his beard.

"Hey, hey, hey—" Master Yi opened the little monkey's hand painfully, and was just about to throw it away, but he was cute by the little monkey's weeping expression.

As a warrior, his heart is as hard as iron, but as a lonely person who has just lost all his loved ones, his heart becomes incomparably soft at this moment.

"Since there are no apprentices, then you can be my apprentices. Master Yi smiled bitterly.

The little monkey seemed to understand his words and nodded very seriously.

......

Surrounded by mountains, there is the highest peak, where a young man dressed in monk's costume looks with a smile at a young girl who is playing in the water not far away.

There should be no water on the peak, only ice and snow that lasts all year round, but Sindra's magical power is so powerful that it is not too easy to make a warm pond.

The youth is a catastrophe, and he has permanently taken off the costume of the impact blade, because he is no longer a member of the Balance Sect, and he will work for revenge for the rest of his life.

As for the monk's costume on his body, it was stolen by Sindra from her master, and they all said that girls were outgoing, and Sindra may not understand what this relationship was called now, but she knew that she liked to play with this somewhat melancholy, taciturn boy.

He laughed very happily, if Zhang Chao would definitely scold here, it would really be hell - he swore that in the more than ten years he had been with him, he had never seen him smile so heartily.

Even when it was the highest honor of being the Thunder Impact Blade, he only pursed his lips to himself, and he should have expressed the joy in his heart.

"Robbery, come down and play together. Sindra had a lot of fun, no one would play with him since she was a child, at first in the village, everyone regarded her as a demon, and then when she came to the temple, even if the master treated her well, she still couldn't find a peer who could have fun with her.

The reason why she was obsessed with improving her magical powers and delving into magic books was just a helpless choice, in fact, she was still a seventeen-year-old girl with a heart like a child after all.

Of course, normal people are enough to choke someone who can play with her, in fact, if it weren't for her master secretly sealing her, it would not be impossible for the innate energy intensity in Sindra's body to directly break through to platinum.

With such power, the average child playing with her is tantamount to an ant accompanying an elephant, and it may turn to ashes at the slightest touch.