Chapter 1,000 Pulling people to apprentice

"Hmph. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info If they really think so, they couldn't be more wrong. Since ancient times, there has been no cheap pick-up, the kind of people who rely on external forces to transform the soul of the gods, will definitely pay a heavy price for it in the future, except for special talents, they can only become the apostles of the gods, or even the servants of the gods. Liu Yide snorted coldly, his eyes were very contemptuous and disdainful.

After a while. Liu Yide raised his eyes and looked at the wild desert from afar, and said quietly: "Yangyi." Tomorrow morning, you go down the mountain first. Give me a few days, and I'll think about how to make the soul in your body transform. ”

The morning sun is rising, and the bright stars are gradually disappearing.

Between the winding and rugged mountain roads, Hurricane Yangyi rushed towards the direction of the town. Since the change in his body last night, Yang Yi seems to have been reborn, with inexhaustible strength in his body, and his body is at least twice as strong as before. Yang Yi vaguely guessed that this change must be because his whole body was drenched in dragon python blood, and only that powerful demon beast could bring him such a big change.

Two hours later, Yang Yifeng penetrated the entrance of the town and suddenly stood still.

In the street ahead, countless townspeople of the town poured towards an open mansion.

"Isn't that the mansion of the old town mayor Zhong Wushuang's grandfather?" Yang Yi's face was stunned, and he had a faint sense of foreboding in his heart, and immediately followed.

Outside Zhong Wushuang's mayor's mansion, the townspeople were overflowing and crowded. Yang Yi saw Zhang Hua, the blacksmith who had rescued him, with a tired look on his face, leading several young people in the town to maintain order.

Zhang Hua watched Yang Yi squeeze forward, and immediately snorted coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Yang Yi." Where have you been these days?"

Yang Yi was stunned for a moment, and when he didn't know how to explain, Zhang Hua suddenly dragged him again, and said urgently: "Forget it, you come in with me first, Gong Yina has been kneeling all night, neither making a sound, nor eating or drinking." If you want to be good with her, you must persuade her. ”

"Gong Yina has been kneeling for a day......" Yang Yi's face was stunned, and he suddenly remembered the ominous premonition in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Hua." Grandpa Zhong Wushuang, did something happen?"

Zhang Hua nodded, sighed lowly, hoarsely voiced, and said, "Yesterday, the old mayor suddenly fell ill, and before he could survive until nightfall, he died. ”

"Grandpa Zhong Wushuang is dead......" Yang Yi's heart was shocked.

Compared with the crowds outside, Zhong Wushuang's mayor's mansion has a deathly silence. Although it is still crowded with people, there is no sound of hustle and bustle outside.

A huge crystal coffin was placed in the center of the compound outside the front hall, and Zhong Wushuang's thin body was lying in the crystal coffin. Yang Yi stepped forward, only to see Zhong Wu's eyes closed, his expression calm and peaceful, as if he was asleep.

Gong Yina's petite body knelt in front of Zhong Wushuang's crystal coffin, her head lowered, silent in the face of everyone's comfort, but her shoulders trembled slightly, and there was a kind of extremely suppressed grief on her face.

Zhang Hua poked Yangyi's back with his fingers and sighed in a low voice: "You persuade her." ”

Yang Yi nodded, and slowly walked in front of Gong Yina, just when he didn't know what to persuade her. Gong Yina stood up sharply and looked at Yang Yi with stunned eyes. In an instant, tears welled up.

"Brother Yangyi, Brother Yangyi, grandpa...... My grandfather is dead, and I have no relatives in the future............" Gong Yina threw herself on Yang Yi, choking out of tears.

Yang Yi felt her sad emotions, couldn't help but redden, and said in a low voice: "Gong Yina, don't be sad." Although Grandpa Zhong Wushuang is gone, you are not without relatives, you are so sad, if your grandfather knows, then he will definitely be unhappy......"

Gong Yina just lay on Yang Yi's shoulder, choking vigorously. "No! I don't have any relatives. My grandfather is gone, my eldest brother disappeared a few years ago, and now I really don't have any relatives......"

Yang Yi gently patted her shoulders with his hands and said, "Gong Yina, you are so stupid." What about me, am I not your relative?"

"Brother Yangyi, ...... you" Gong Yina's whole body trembled, and she snapped her eyes and stared at Yangyi in a daze.

Yang Yi nodded and said, "Yes." Gong Yina, I have always regarded you as my own sister. ”

Gong Yina wiped her eyes and said with a rude face: "Then you must be good to me in the future, listen to me, I said one you can't say two, I said you can't stand ...... when you sit down." Gong Yina snorted coldly, the more she spoke, the more energetic she became, and her voice was no longer choked, as if she had slowly forgotten the grief in her heart.

After a moment, the sound stopped abruptly. Gong Yina's whole body was shocked, she wiped the tears from her cheeks with her hands, looked at Yang Yi blankly, and said in a low voice: "Thank you." Brother Yangyi, my heart doesn't hurt so much anymore. It's just that when I think of my grandfather leaving like this, I feel very uncomfortable......"

"Alright. Grandpa Zhong Wushuang is gone, but you still have me, the eldest brother. Moreover, you also have a big big brother. Yang Yi said as he remembered Liu Yide's appearance.

Gong Yina was a little puzzled and said, "Big brother, why don't I know?"

Yang Yi smiled faintly and said, "Haha." That's a big brother I just knew, and I'll take you to see him in a few days. Gong Yina, your big brother, is a very capable character, you will know when you meet him. ”

Gong Yina said curiously: "A very capable character." Brother Yangyi, is he a messenger of the gods?"

Yang Yi said: "Of course. My eldest brother, he is not only a messenger of the gods, but also the most powerful messenger of the gods, he ......"

"Alright. Yang Yi, Gong Yina hasn't eaten yet. The two of you, there will be time to chat later. ”

Zhang Hua took a hand, immediately half-squatted, gently pressed Gong Yina's shoulders with his hands, and said, "Gong Yina." Your grandfather is gone, how about you move to our house in the future? Anyway, Yang Yi always can't stay alone, and you happen to be his companion. ”

Gong Yina glanced at Yang Yi secretly, and nodded lightly.

"Alright, let's go to dinner first. You've been on your knees for a day, and you're not hungry yet. Zhang Hua took her hand kindly and walked towards the door.

Before Yang Yi left, he couldn't help but take another look at Zhong Wushuang's body in the crystal coffin.

The scorching sun is slanting, and the temperature is scorching.

Yang Yi stuck the Cold Moon Long Knife backhand behind his back, puffed up all his strength, and slammed it upward, and immediately stood on the peak of the Thorn Heaven Mountain.

Yang Yi looked around, only to see that there was no Liu Yide on the peak, and hurriedly shouted: "Brother Liu Yide, I have come." Big Brother ......"

Yang Yi screamed a few times, but there was no response. Immediately sat down bored, and took out the "Falling God Formula" in his arms.

On this incomplete "Falling God Formula", several fonts of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing are shining with dazzling green light.

Yang Yi held the smooth and cold "Falling God Formula", and only felt a chill that pierced his soul, as if he was penetrating his body along his fingertips.

Yang Yi opened the remaining fragments of "Falling God Formula", and gently turned to the second page, only to see that the words Zhong Wushuang, the red light on it had turned into a small black dot, and gradually disappeared from the page.

"Grandpa Zhong Wushuang died, and the handwriting on it was hidden. Yang Yi muttered to himself, suddenly his face was stunned, and he vaguely guessed that Zhong Wushuang's death must have a great deal to do with the "Falling God Formula", and this "Falling God Formula" is definitely not simple.

Suddenly, there was a flash of red light around him.