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Huang Yi finally put his mind at ease, and with Mr. Huang Sha's words, he was safe.

The poet had already posted on the forum before, and roughly guessed his identity, once the World Federation checked it, it would be easy to find out that Huang Yi had a gold ring and could enter the second world, and the ring would definitely be confiscated at that time.

And now, Mr. Huang Sha has made it clear that all criminals in the world have the right to enter the second world, then this has become a normal phenomenon, and there is no need to hide.

"I will arrange for someone to send a set of virtual equipment to all prison inmates around the world, and you can wait patiently for a few days." Mr. Huang Sha smiled slightly, and said sincerely to Huang Yi: "Instant kill, in fact, I appreciate you very much, I look forward to you using your own power to change the world, and finally get ziyou." I will be a spectator of the process and cheer for you! ”

"Thank you!" Huang Yi nodded. In fact, he also admires Mr. Huangsha, who controls the most powerful force in the world, but he does not choose to interfere too much in this world, but chooses to live in seclusion.

Next, Huang Yi teleported back into the oasis in the bleak sand.

The little skirt was sitting obediently next to Qin Shiyu, and when she saw Huang Yi reappearing, she immediately pounced and lay in Huang Yi's arms.

Huang Yi hugged her, just like holding Qin Shiyu many years ago, when Qin Shiyu was as small as a small skirt, and Huang Yi was still a little boy.

In the blink of an eye, the world has changed, and people have grown up.

"Brother, what are you thinking!" At this time, the little skirt saw Huang Yishen suddenly, and couldn't help hugging his neck and looking up and asked.

"I'm thinking about what happened to me when I was as little as you are." Huang Yi said, reaching out and touching the head of the little skirt, "You are too young to know this feeling." ”

"Then when I grow up to be your age, will I miss the present?" The little skirt asked with wide eyes.

"You'll know when you grow up." Huang Yi smiled slightly, pinched her pink little face, and asked, "You are young, you should be lively and active, why do you choose refrigeration?" ”

"Actually, before I met you, I didn't have refrigeration!" Xiao Skirt pouted and said, "But Mom and Dad often have to go abroad, worried that I won't be safe at home alone, and I just met you again, so I simply let Mom and Dad refrigerate me." ”

"Why do you have to refrigerate me after you meet me?" Huang Yi asked with some puzzlement.

"Because then you can stay in the second world forever! I can always watch you come and watch you leave, and not a second will be wasted. The little skirt leaned her head on Huang Yi's shoulder, hugged his arm tightly, looked at the bright starry sky, and said obediently: "I refrigerate myself, I just want to be by your side forever." ”

Huang Yi was stunned in her heart, and looked down at the small skirt next to her, at this time, her beautiful face was looking up at the starry sky, and her bright eyes were like the two most shining stars at this time. It seemed that her words were still lingering in her ears.

I refrigerate myself and just want to be by your side forever.

…… The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the little skirt also leans heavily on Huang Yi's arms and falls asleep, the bright moon shines down, the lake is sparkling, and the night breeze blows, cool and comfortable.

"Whoa!" At this moment, the White Dragon King, who was swimming in the lake, swam over and stopped in front of Huang Yi.

"Spike, what's your next plan?" The White Dragon King asked softly, lest he wake up the little skirt.

"I'm going to form a faction." Huang Yi said, he has been thinking about this thing tonight.

"Adventure Squad? Mercenary group? Guild? Country? The White Dragon King asked four times in a row.

"Guild." Huang Yi spat out two words. The first two forces are too small, and the latter one is too big, and the guild is the most suitable.

The Adventure Squad is the smallest force, about ten people, and it is mainly a small group adventure.

The mercenary group is a large team, like the Angel Legion under the Pope, who had not yet created Heaven at that time, but only created such a team, which won the first Best Team Award. Many of these teams also refer to themselves as guilds, but they are not systematically recognized.

And guilds are large forces, it is difficult to create guilds, and at this stage, there are only a few dozen, and after a while, after the strength of players goes up, there will be more guilds created.

As for the country, it is a higher category, and at present, only the Dragon Thorn in the world has the qualification to establish a state, he assassinated the king of the Wind Hammer Country and obtained the jade seal of the country, this kind of opportunity is not available to everyone.

"Then have you considered creating a race?" The White Dragon King said mysteriously.

"Creation zào race? I'm not a stallion......" Huang Yi shook his head and smiled.

"I'm serious." The White Dragon King said in a correct tone: "I have always had a wish, that is, to create a subordinate race of the White Dragon Clan, after all, our Dragon Clan is scarce, and it is difficult for the group to grow, and the White Dragon Clan has only developed into a few dozen clansmen until now." This is not bad, like the three top dragon clans of the Golden Holy Dragon, the Dark Demon Dragon, and the Divine Dragon, there may not be a few in the entire world. In order to continue the bloodline, many dragons have created subordinate races, which we call dragonmen. As far as I know, among you godsends, the dragon thorn is a dragon man, he has mysterious dragon scales on his body, and the dragon scales are very similar to the Golden Holy Dragon, I guess he should be a subsidiary race of the Golden Holy Dragon. ”

"Dragon thorns?" Huang Yi frowned. He had probably heard of some of the hallmarks of the masters, such as the broken hilt of a blade and the half-cut scepter of the Pope. The dragon thorn has mysterious dragon scales, but I didn't expect this kind of dragon scale to be related to the Golden Holy Dragon.

"Yes!" The White Dragon King sighed slightly, "It's a pity that my White Dragon Clan has never had a subordinate race, and the subordinate race created by the Golden Holy Dragon is extremely powerful, and the number is scarce, I estimate that there is only one person in the whole world." I don't chase this kind of strength, I only pursue the number of clansmen, I hope that the subordinate race of my White Dragon Clan can become an ordinary race, just like the half-orcs and draenei races all over the world, this is one of my dreams. ”

"But isn't the normal race already limited to 100?" Huang Yi asked again.

"No, it's only temporary, as long as we go to the Zhongyāng Continent and look for a racial heart. Dip the blood of the White Dragon Clan into the heart of the race, so that you can create a race again, and if you God-given people come to this world again, you can choose to become a subsidiary race of the White Dragon Clan. ”

"This is not very significant, now that the heaven-sent people are basically saturated, there will be no new God-given people." Huang Yi shook his head and said. Now there are almost no people in the world who have not entered the second world, and even if a new race appears, no player will choose, unless those players are willing to quit the original race, but this feels unreliable when you think about it. The White Dragon King just wants to create an ordinary race, and his strength must be very weak and not enough temptation.

"This is a dream of mine, I hope that our White Dragon Clan will carry forward and our bloodline will be passed on forever. In ancient times, there were many dragons, but because it was too difficult to reproduce, most of them have become extinct by now. I don't want the White Dragons to go extinct. Even if this bloodline is thinned a little bit and becomes an ordinary race, at least our bloodline is still there. The White Dragon King said, looked at Huang Yi, and said, "You are the best of the heaven-sent people, I believe that one day your strength will be able to reach a certain level, pass through many obstacles, cross the endless ocean, and go to the distant Zhongyāng Continent, where there is the Oskan Royal Academy, where there are a hundred races of holy land, and that is where you should go." When the time comes, as long as you find the heart of a race, you can create a race, and you are the patriarch of this race, just like Yang Yuheng, the patriarch of the Delaini, he is also a godsend, but he inherited the position of the patriarch, and you created a race. ”

"That's at least a long, long time later." Huang Yi thought for a while and said, he would not be able to go to the Zhongyāng Continent until his strength reached a peak. It must be a place full of strong people, and if you don't have enough strength, you will be sent to death to go there.

"White Dragon King, I have something to ask you." Huang Yi looked at the White Dragon King, "I found the treasure of the Golden Holy Dragon in the bleak sand, but inside it was a trap to attract the dragon clan to enter, and then absorb the life of these dragon clans. What do you think is the conspiracy here? ”

"Huh? Is there such a thing? The White Dragon King suddenly became interested, "Although I am also a dragon clan, I am far inferior to the dragon clan like the Golden Holy Dragon, and I don't know what kind of abilities the Golden Holy Dragon has." But judging from the situation you mentioned, the Golden Holy Dragon should have left a back move, and it is estimated that it is a sacrificial ceremony, and it is very likely to prepare for its resurrection. ”

"So, the Golden Holy Dragon can't die all the time? Every time it dies, it can make such a ritual, absorb the dragon blood, and resurrect again and again. Huang Yi frowned and asked.

"No, usually this kind of sacrificial ritual is complicated, and requires very harsh timing and an incomparably long time. The Golden Holy Dragon should have only regarded this as a glimmer of hope, perhaps before it had absorbed enough life, the treasure trap had already been destroyed in the long river of time. Dragons have a long lifespan, no dragon can live forever, and it is already remarkable that it can be resurrected once. Even a divine dragon with the gift of resurrection can only be resurrected three times in his lifetime. The White Dragon King shook his head and said.

"Huh? That's right! At this moment, the White Dragon King seemed to suddenly remember something, and said, "There is another reason, it may not be the Golden Holy Dragon, but its dragon egg!" ”。