"Damn, damn!" Yang Yi thought of when he was in the family, a large number of pills, top-level cheats, and even the old people in the family taught him personally, but he had never worked hard, according to his qualifications, he belonged to the category of geniuses, and Yang Feng was just a mediocre qualification, but now, his cultivation was not even as good as Yang Feng. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"If, if I work hard to cultivate, if, if my heart is more tenacious, if I ......" everything is no longer what if, Yang Yi really regrets it, he hates himself for why he didn't work hard in the first place, he is even more very strong His own strength is not strong, and he can't even protect his brother.

"Why, why, why ......" Yang Yi asked loudly in the miserable howl, as if asking the sky, but more of a self-blame.

Rumble!

At this time, the barrier that had not yet been recovered was shattered in an instant, and the black smoke at the doorway dissipated without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Yangyi, child. A terrible scream sounded, and Yang Yi looked at the door.

"Dad, Mom, Qianqian?" Yang Yi was shocked to find that his parents appeared at the door with Lan Qianqian.

"Go, go, go, go. Yang Yi roared anxiously, he knew that his parents' cultivation, the cultivation of the middle grade of the heavenly level, was definitely a master in the ancient martial arts world of China, but he already knew that Zhou Feng was the peak of the heavenly level, plus a ghost general whose strength was also not weak......

"Let's go, let's go!" Suddenly, Yang Yi found that his voice could be heard, and he roared with all his might.

"No, I'm not leaving, I'm going to save you, my son. The mother shook her head stubbornly and rushed forward with a determined face.

"If we leave at this time, what will you do son?" At this time, the father still had a loving smile on his face and rushed over without hesitation.

"I've already identified you, and we're going to die together. Lan Qianqian didn't know how to cultivate at all, but she still didn't hesitate, and followed and rushed forward.

"Don't, don't!" Yang Yi roared, and in an instant, he felt as if the sky had fallen, and the whole person fell backwards heavily.

"Why, why ......" Yang Yi was still muttering in his mouth, the pain of the flame-scorching soul could no longer move him, and the pain in his heart was what he couldn't bear.

Maybe it's a minute, maybe it's a whole day, the scorching pain woke Yang Yi up, opened his eyes, and the scene he didn't want to see was still in front of him.

The parents have broken limbs and are lying miserably in the hall, until death, their eyes are also looking at Yang Yi, even if they are about to die, their eyes looking at Yang Yi are also so calm, as if telling Yang Yi to persevere, insist on living.

Qianqian also died, the whole head was shattered, Yang Yi couldn't forget how much Qianqian cared about her appearance, cared about her hairstyle, and now ......

"Let me die!" Yang Yi did not cry, did not howl, he was very calm at this time.

After experiencing life and death, the brothers of life and death defended themselves in front of them and protected themselves, the brothers who were young were still in front of them in a desperate situation, and the parents who loved them rushed up without hesitation when they knew that they were invincible, in order to save themselves, and Nalan Qianqian, the love of love at first sight......

Yang Yi's heart is transforming, and his whole body and mind are undergoing tempering, although this tempering is painful, so that he can't breathe, but he does feel the change in himself, becoming stronger, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely become stronger to protect you.

With a strong reluctance, Yang Yi slowly closed his eyes.

In the Nine Dragons Ring, on the fourth floor of the Tibetan Scripture Building, a purple flower suddenly changed color, from dark to light, and the purple flower instantly turned white, and then began to wither again.

The withered petals began to fall, one, two, three......

Syllable!

A short piece of broken dragon-shaped jade fell, and immediately, a breeze blew out of the wrapping of flowers, heading straight for the eyebrows of the body on the ground.

"Senior, this is too ruthless! I mean let his parents get seriously injured, and then educate him to make him understand, but now...... I'm worried that this kid Yangyi has been hit hard and has been slumped since then. Marcel looked at the two lines of tears flowing from the corners of Yang Yi's eyes on the ground, and said worriedly.

"The machine spirit can't sway the master, and can't even do anything to harm the master, even though I'm from the divine realm, I don't dare to violate this heavenly way. The old man was also a little worried, but he still said stubbornly: "The little master fell into a coma in the Nine Dragons Ring, and accidentally got the dragon chalcedony jade, this may be a hint of the Heavenly Dao, otherwise he may not give me this opportunity until he grows up, but I can't wait, return to the Divine Domain, I have been looking forward to it for thousands of years, and now I can't wait for a day." ”

"Hopefully, I hope the master can understand my hard work, this time of life and death, if the little master can persevere, this kind of state of mind refining will make his cultivation improve faster. ”

Marcel stopped talking, apparently he didn't want to wait any longer.

Well!

Moaning softly, Yang Yi felt that his head was about to explode.

"Is it really that I can't live forever, even if I want to die?" Yang Yi didn't want to open his eyes at all, his parents, brothers, Qianqian, every dead person flashed in front of his eyes, he was afraid to open his eyes and see their miserable appearance again, how much he wanted to die with these relatives.

"No, I'm Yangyi, I'm not Yangyi, I'm Yangyi. Suddenly, Yang Yi sat up suddenly, his thinking was a little confused just now, but now that he woke up, his mind was still chaotic.

"What's the matter? I'm Yang Yi, I should have fainted, but why do I feel as if I have experienced a lifetime, a miserable life?" Yang Yi turned his head to look around, the quaint window lattice, the huge alchemy furnace, and the piles of medicinal herbs, yes, this is the alchemy room in the Tibetan Scripture Building, but Yang Yi can't explain the sudden extra memories in his mind.

"I'm Yangyi, I'm not Yangyi. Yang Yi felt that his brain was even more confused, and the two memories were interspersed, making him feel overwhelmed.

Squeak squeak!

Zhiren Zhima jumped out happily at this time, rushed to Yang Yi's body in a few steps, and ran happily.

"Little guy, can you tell me what happened just now?" Zhiren Zhima's cheerful mood pulled Yang Yi back from the edge of madness, looking at this happy little guy, Yang Yi smiled reluctantly, as if talking to himself.

Squeak squeak!

Zhiren Zhima tilted his head, thought about it, and immediately stood in front of Yang Yi and began to writhe, as if to express something, but looking at the ridiculous action, the corners of Yang Yi's mouth twitched, and he reluctantly gave a smile.