The eagle-eyed old man with a vicissitudes of life in his face showed a hint of shame on his face, straightened his clothes, and stepped forward.

He glanced at Su Yi, with an extremely proud look on his face, and said loudly: "I am the fourth-rank Yunyang City State Branch Minister Liuying, I believe that everyone present, who is a little older, has heard of my unlucky experience......"

“...... Although my Flowing Shadow is 10,000 years of silver, there is an amazing figure in our Yunyang City Kingdom today, and he is Su Yi, one of the youngest Golden Death Reapers!"

Speaking of this, Liuying took a robe as black as ink from Mei Hongkuo's hand, the neckline and cuffs of this robe showed a pale gold brocade moire, and on the chest showed a golden lion, looking up to the sky and roaring the sun, and the sound shook the four wilds.

This is a knighthood ceremony performed by the guide to his subordinates, and normally, the guide is one level higher than the knight, but today it is the other way around.

Liuying glanced at Yuyang Feihong, who was not far away, feeling a little happy and a little helpless.

Conferring knighthood on his subordinates at the scene of the death of the enemy's son, this is no one......

He shook his hands, and the golden lion robe fluttered like a collar, he quickly grabbed the collar, draped the robe on Su Yi's body, and carefully buttoned him with silver glittering buttons.

Less, dress up.

Su Yi's whole body was wrapped in a robe, his collar was straight up, and the black robe behind him fluttered in the wind like a cloak.

"What a handsome young man! What the youngest golden death in history!" Mei Hongkuo took the lead and applauded.

Bang Bang Bang!

Others also chimed in, paying their respects to the young powerhouse.

Mei Hongkuo applauded and quietly glanced at him. There were two waiters to clean up Yuyang Feihong's body.

As soon as the battle spirit in their hands was lucky, several golden needles flew out aggressively, like butterflies piercing flowers, driving flesh-colored silk threads to shuttle between the corpse's necks, and soon re-fixed the head of his original family to his body.

wiped off the bloodstains, trimmed his appearance, and then carried it into a silver coffin, parked it in the middle cabin hall, and waited for Yuyang Xiu to collect the body.

......

After the knighthood ceremony, everyone dispersed, leaving only Mei Hongkuo and Su Yi.

Mei Hongkuo's face was not very good, he shook his head slightly and said: "I said brother, this Yuyang Feihong is damned, but if you kill him now, I'm afraid ...... It's not time yet. ”

Su Yi raised his eyebrows: "I don't know what advice the eldest brother has?"

"Alas. Mei Hongkuo let out a long sigh: "His father Yuyang Xiu is an extremely protective person, he hurts his son on weekdays, he is afraid of melting in his mouth, and he is afraid of falling when he holds it in his hand." But you have chopped off his son's head today, and if he comes back from outside......

Yuyang Xiu is the pinnacle of the sixth-level grandmaster, and the battle type is almost completely golden, and this kind of strength is similar to the platinumization of Su Yi's early-level fifth-level battle class, and it is even slightly better.

Fighting at the same level is not allowed within the Reaper Organization, but with such a big feud, Yuyang Xiu will never let Su Yi go easily.

As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves. Even if Yuyang Xiu forbears for a while, he can't make a stumbling block for Su Yi behind his back, the so-called open guns are easy to dodge, and hidden arrows are difficult to prevent, Mei Hongkuo is thinking about Su Yi's safety.

Su Yi also understands the trick, and if he fights the small one, he will naturally come to the old one.

He has to further develop in the Reaper Organization, obtain the mystery of fusion, and probe the secret of the immortality of the Mother of Death, which is his purpose.

During this period, if the enemy is constantly in a state of spying on the back, this feeling of being on your back is not pleasant.

Su Yi said indifferently: "Big brother doesn't need to worry about me, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, if Yuyang Xiu comes to Ming, Su will accompany him to play Ming." If he wants to use intrigues, then I will not give them in vain. ”

Mei Hongkuo shook his head helplessly, in his opinion, the current Su Yi was still too immature for Shangyu Yang Xiu.

You must know that many old golden deaths are crawling up from below, black iron, silver, gold, step by step, stepping on the corpse mountain and blood sea to climb up to the current high position, compared to Su Yi relying on extraordinary qualifications to ascend to the sky, but lack the necessary experience, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse.

Click!

A bright bolt of lightning pierced the sky, the sky gradually darkened, and the wind suddenly rolled up and gathered dark clouds in the sky.

Torrential rain poured in. This is the weather in the Daewoo Principality, rain, it will rain as soon as it is said.

A waiter stepped forward and held up two pitch-black oil-paper umbrellas to cover the heads of Su Yi and Mei Hongkuo.

Crackling, rapid rain splashes kept hitting the paper umbrella overhead. Su Yi and Mei Hongkuo were hunting in robes and looked into the distance.

There was a middle-aged man in a gray robe with a pale face, whose figure kept flashing, crossing the void!

He held half a pale jade pendant in his hand, and the fracture faintly presented a traditional Chinese character, which was Yuyang Feihong's natal jade pendant, the jade was in the people, and the jade was broken!

The wind howled, the torrential rain poured, whipping the middle-aged man's face, the rain poured from head to foot, and all the clothes were wet and sticking to his body, but the man didn't realize it, just quickened his pace and hurried away.

Finally, he reached the giant ship, and his figure flickered like a large bird into the middle cabin hall.

"Feihong, Dad is late!" The middle-aged man took out a rosewood box wrapped in a yellow scarf in his arms, and the two lines of old tears couldn't stop flowing indecently, and they hit the yellow cloth wrapped in the wooden box.

In order to obtain this Creation Shenyang Pill, he worked hard to compete with people for auction, and almost spent all his life savings, and finally got it in his hands for his son, but when he got the Dan, the person was gone......

"Who killed you? Who is it!" Yu Yang Xiu suddenly roared, and one of his iron fists suddenly fell to the ground, smashing through the deck made of ebony wood for 10,000 years.

Four or five warriors who knew him came forward and advised him to mourn and change, but where would the father of his dead son listen?

He roared angrily with red eyes, like a mad male dog, who bit whom, and one of the women who was not high in cultivation and came to assess the silver killer was pulled up by him by the collar.

"Who killed my son? Say it quickly, or I'll crush your neck and bury my son!"

"I ...... I don't know...... Dao Ah...... "The woman panicked, was pinched by Yu Yang Xiu's neck, her pretty face was so blue that she could barely speak.

She had just been cultivating in the house, and she didn't know what was happening outside, and when she went out, she saw that the middle cabin was full of people, so she was curious to watch, but she didn't expect to encounter such an accident.

"Let her go, I'm the one who killed your son. At this moment, a handsome young man dressed in a golden lion robe walked slowly and replied casually.

He gently put away the black oil-paper umbrella, shook off the raindrops on it, and handed the umbrella to the waiter.

Seeing this young man coming slowly, Yuyang Xiu's eyes emitted a terrifying red light, and he gritted his steel teeth and asked word by word: "Why did you kill my son!"

"I killed Yuyang Feihong for nothing else, because he deserves to die. Su Yi looked at Yu Yang Xiu calmly, as if nothing had happened.