Just when the boy was screaming and expressing his endless depression and ambition, he didn't notice a person standing behind him.

In other words, there is a looming illusory figure behind him.

Qi Yu was like a false shadow, a soul that would dissipate at any time, suspended behind this young man.

"It's not the creator god anymore, this guy is completely dead, and there is no chance of a comeback." Suspended behind this young man, Qi Yu, who seemed to be a spirit behind him, secretly said in his heart.

With a fireball spell that burned the creator god to ashes, the world that had just appeared because of the creator god also died at the same time. Then, a new world was built, and then, out of nowhere, a light and shadow entered this world.

The light and shadow hovered for a while, and then turned into the young man in front of him who wanted to defy the sky.

Standing behind this young man, he used the Great Prophecy Technique a little, Qi Yu could clearly feel the "luck" that swirled around this young man, an invisible and substantial, this power could not be seen or touched, and even through the Great Prophecy Technique, even Qi Yu had no way to determine, but it really existed.

In the world that Qi Yu experienced just now, those sons of the plane who were "locked up" also had such a power in their bodies, some strong and some weak.

However, the creation god who was destroyed by Qi Yu before, Qi Yu did not perceive such a power of luck in his body.

And the young man in front of him has a very strong luck power on his body.

In a sense, this power is the foundation of this young man, allowing him to have some luck that is far beyond ordinary people.

Like what...... Just when the boy had not yet made such a strong declaration as "my fate is up to me", there was a sudden sound of light and heavy footsteps outside this small courtyard that seemed to be a little dilapidated and quite secluded.

A tall, pale, middle-aged man leaped over the low roof of a nearby house. Judging from his sometimes fast and sometimes slow pace, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, and whether or not there was a strange flush on his face. The guy was injured.

And it's quite a serious injury.

With Qi Yu's eyesight, it could be seen at a glance that this middle-aged man should not have long to live...... If he would have stopped to rest and heal, he could have lived a little longer.

If you're in a frantic hurry now, it's estimated that it will take another half an hour or so to burp your fart.

The middle-aged man clearly understood his current state as well. An unwilling look flashed across his face.

At this moment, the young man in front of Qi Yu shouted out that rather windy words.

This sentence, which exuded a strong sense of protagonist consciousness of "Heaven is unfair, I want to go against the sky", made the middle-aged man pause, a trace of determination flashed on his face, and he instantly reversed his direction, and fell into this dilapidated courtyard in a few leaps.

Eyes like electricity swept across the courtyard. The middle-aged man locked onto the handsome young man in front of him.

As for the Qi Yu behind it, if he is unwilling, it is impossible for anyone in this world to find him.

Except for the boy in front of him, everything else in this world is made up of creative power, and the person in front of him can be said to be real or fake.

It is not at the same level as Qi Yu at all, and it can even be described as not in a dimension. The barriers between dimensions are actually so easy to break?

Perhaps, when the son of the plane in front of him grows up again in this false plane, he may also find some clues left by Qi Yu...... This is still in the case of Qi Yu's casual appearance.

If Qi Yu really had the intention to hide, even if he wasn't proficient in such a thing as stealth, it would be impossible for anyone to discover his traces.

Sneaking this kind of thing, Qi Yu has always disliked.

Joke. He's a magician, what a magician. I don't know how other people understand Qi Yu, but in his understanding, the magician is a mobile magic battery, since it is a battery, what do you want to stealth? It is the right move to rush up and bombard with great fanfare, and directly bombard the other side.

Stealth, one-hit kill...... Or flee thousands of miles without killing, that's the behavior of assassins, not magicians.

This is the dignity of being a professional. What kind of profession you can use what skills and what kind of style you follow, this is also the basic respect for online games.

That's right, it's an online game......

In reality. Of course, there is no such strict professional painting style. Perhaps...... For example, the rich and the poor have two professions, and the painting style is completely different.

At present, Qi Yu, whose painting style is the "Divine Trench" profession, is suspended behind the delicate young man like a resentful spirit. And the middle-aged man naturally ignored him and stared at the handsome young man.

"Who are you, you're being hunted down?"

Although the handsome young man has a second-class atmosphere, he is not stupid. At a glance, he saw that the middle-aged man in front of him was not an ordinary person, and his body suddenly tensed, revealing a vigilant look.

This made Qi Yu quite satisfied, at least it was not a "stupid sweet white" who rushed up or didn't react when he saw a stranger with blood.

That kind of guy, even if it's a lucky body, can't live much.

After all, luck is not a panacea. Otherwise, how could these sons of the plane of the Qi Luck Protector be captured and thrown here by the gods?

Hearing the question of the handsome young man, a resolute smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face: "Boy, your luck is really good." ”

Before the handsome boy could react to what was going on, the big man stretched out his hand suddenly.

The teenager has been vigilant though...... But how could he, who was called "waste", escape the palm of this middle-aged man?

In the boy's opinion, the palm of the hand suddenly replaced the sky, obscuring his world, and then grabbed his cheek with a slight force.

The handsome boy felt that his jaw was sore, and he couldn't help but open his mouth - uh, it looked more like he was dislocated.

The middle-aged man took out a small wooden box from his arms, stuffed a golden pill directly into the young man's mouth, and grabbed the young man's chin casually and lifted it.

This handsome young man was forced to eat this unknown elixir.

"Boy, if you fail this Heaven Turning Pill in the future, I won't let you go even if I am a ghost! Also, if you have achieved something in the future, you will go to the gate of freedom, and say that you are the successor of my white song. The middle-aged man left a word, his body suddenly rose up, and he jumped out of the small courtyard directly, and left quickly towards another place.

After a while, there was a lively sound in the distance, which was the direction in which Bai Songli had left.

And the delicate young man at Qi Yu's feet was curled up on the ground, his body trembling constantly, as if he was enduring great pain.

But the pain was clearly beyond the creature limit, and his body twitched more and more, and his eyes began to turn white.

When the frequency of the convulsions was at its highest, the boy began to quiet down again - but this was not a good thing, and it meant that the guy was about to die.

"Hmm...... This time. ”

Qi Yu next to him touched his chin, as if he was thinking about something, and at the moment when the young man was about to die, he suddenly stretched out a hand and gently touched it towards the young man on the ground.

At the same time, his body turned into a gray mist, enveloping the boy and then disappearing.

"I ...... Not dead? ”

Xiao Zong woke up from his coma, got up with difficulty, looked at his hands, moved for a moment, and showed an expression of disbelief on his face.

He only remembered that a middle-aged man forcibly forced himself to take a pill, and after saying a few words, he left.

After that, the memory is endless pain.

He had never felt so light and powerful.

"With me, of course you won't die."

Just when Xiao Zong was puzzled, an old voice sounded directly from his head.

"Who?" Xiao Zong was shocked.

"What's the panic, without me, you would have died a long time ago." The old voice said again, and in front of Xiao Zong's eyes, a figure of an old man in gray actually appeared.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Xiao Zong took two steps back in a row.

He asked this question, and the reason was very simple, that is, the old man in front of him, who must have been very handsome when he was young, and quite forceful when he was old, his legs were not complete, but turned into a faint gray mist.

And the source of this gray mist is his own chest.

Xiao Zong was surprised to open the clothes on his chest, and saw that the gray mist came from the jade pendant hanging on his chest.

"I remember this jade pendant, it's my ancestral ......," Xiao Zong said secretly in his heart.

"Looks like you don't quite understand what's going on, but I'm too lazy to explain it to you." The old man in gray ...... In other words, Qi Yu naturally did not have the patience of the old man with him, and explained everything to Xiao Zong in detail.

He directly reached out and patted Xiao Zong's head, Xiao Zong's eyes rolled, and a large amount of unfamiliar information poured directly into his mind.

Xiao Zong held down his head, resisting the urge to scream, and after a few minutes, the sharp pain that almost burst his head slowly disappeared.

Xiao Zong showed a wry smile, looked at Qi Yu and said, "I said Qi Lao, you don't have to use such a rough method to 'tell' me directly." ”

After receiving the information forcibly poured in by Qi Yu, Xiao Zong finally understood what was going on - it was nothing more than that he had a chance to get rid of his identity as a waste wood and become a master.

Whether it is the Heaven Turning Pill just now or the Qi Lao in front of him, it will become a big help for Xiao Zong's future growth.

Thinking of this, Xiao Zong almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

Qi Yu was suspended in front of Xiao Zong, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he clearly noticed that Xiao Zong's luck began to change, and it was not a simple "luck". (To be continued.) )