Gordon's long hair was scattered, and he fell backwards with his head up to the sky. His face was filled with fear and disbelief. He couldn't figure out why his strong body was so vulnerable in front of the Flying Yaksha every time.

He felt sleepy and warm all over his body. He felt as if he was lying in a straw nest, a nest built on a giant tree on an isolated island. It was also warm in his arms, as if he was carrying a little tiger.

His eyes blinked, he closed and wanted to fall asleep like this.

Suddenly, a girl in a green shirt flashed in his eyes, looking at him with a smile, with a graceful figure and light steps, walking towards him. He recognized the girl as Ruozi. The breeze stirs the green grass, and it is full of life. Ruozi smiled, and he smiled. But immediately the smile on his face froze, as he saw that Ruozi had an extra hand on her chest, and that Sen Ran ghost claw pierced through her delicate body. Her face was full of pain, blood spilling from the corners of her mouth, and she was looking at him with a wry smile. Her eyes were trying to tell him to stay away from here, the farther away the better.

The Flying Yaksha had already turned away the moment Gordon fell, without procrastination.

'One step'

'Two Steps'

Before he could take the third step, a roar came from behind him.

"Purple ??????" The voice was trembling and majestic, full of reluctance and anger, like a flood, sweeping away everything. Washed away the filthy space.

Gordon miraculously stood up when he almost hit the ground. He was drenched in blood, like a bloody corpse that had just crawled out of a pool of blood.

Flying Yaksha's body instantly stiffened, like an ice sculpture. His hands couldn't help but tremble, and sweat was slowly sliding down his cheeks. Although his back was to Gordon, he already felt Gordon's presence, and a giant-like aura was rising from behind him.

"Damn, is this fear?" said to himself, gritting his teeth. He wanted to turn around, but found that his body was not listening.

In his eyes, Gordon was originally an ant-like existence, and he didn't take him to heart at all. But he staged one miracle after another in front of him, challenging his limits and tearing at his self-esteem.

At this time, Gordon's whole province was red, like a red-hot iron plate, and his whole body exuded heat.

His eyes breathed fire, a fire that wanted to burn the Flying Yaksha to the ground.

"Magma Mystery - Flying Like Fire" Gordon's face turned pale, he groaned, and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

The Flying Yaksha seemed to smell the danger, and pinched his arm fiercely, his wings fluttered, and he was about to fly into the sky, when suddenly the spatial knife flashed, blocking his actions.

Flying Yaksha stood in place, not angry and frightened, staring carefully at the person standing in front of him, only to see that the person in front of him was red all over, and couldn't help but be shocked: "You??? What's going on with your body?"

Gordon said, "It's nothing, it's just a bean." His voice was slightly hoarse, with an indescribable sense of vicissitudes.

Flying Yaksha said, "What beans?"

Gordon said, "Stygian Beans." ”

The Flying Yaksha lost his voice and said, "But the 'Netherworld Ghost Grass' that grows on the bank of the Styx River, the beans that bear fruit once every three hundred years?"

Gordon said, "Yes!"

Flying Yaksha jumped up and said in surprise: "Styx of the Underworld, Nether Knight???? Death??? How, how is it possible?" Flying Yaksha seemed to think of something at the mention of Styx, his face full of disbelief and incoherentness.

After a moment of relaxation, he glared at Gordon and said, "Who the hell are you? How can there be such a legendary bean?"

Flying Yaksha is really puzzled by now, he has only heard of this legendary bean, but now he has seen it on a ghost. ”

Gordon said, "My grandfather gave it to me." ”

Flying Yaksha gasped and asked, "Who is your grandfather?"

The person who can get the Stygian Bean must not be an idle person, and the Flying Yaksha is also very curious.

Gordon never spoke again, for he could no longer speak.

Flying Yaksha didn't speak again, because at this time something else had already attracted him, the blood on the ground. He looked at the blood on the ground, and he was slightly distracted, his face full of surprise. After a while, he couldn't help but say, "Whose blood is this?"

After his words came out, he was not immediately answered, and it was a long time before Gordon's voice was heard.

"Yours. Gordon said coldly.

Flying Yaksha looked up to the sky and laughed: "Joke, how can this be ??????" But before he could finish speaking, his face was distorted, and a cold stream spread throughout his body. One of his dark green wings snapped off and fell to the ground.

Flying Yaksha looked at Zigan's fallen wings and froze. It's a brief moment of calm before the storm.

"No ?????" A roar erupted and soared into the sky, shaking the entire cave slightly. There was a hint of resentment toward Gordon in his roar.

He fell to the ground, his hands clutching his wings, in pain.

Gordon stood aside and didn't say anything. There was no relaxation in his eyes, and he stared keenly at the Flying Yaksha.

"Good??? Good??? Okay," Flying Yaksha smirked. His words dragged on for a long time.

Gordon's face was pale, and he was unusually dignified.

"If you can cut off my wings, you'll be stronger. Flying Yaksha said as he stood up.

Gordon said, "You've lost a wing, and you're definitely not as fast as you used to be." And the body is no longer able to maintain balance, so ??????"

Flying Yaksha didn't wait for Gordon to finish, and then continued his words, "So I'm not going to lose." ”

Gordon said, "That's right. ”

Flying Yaksha looked up to the sky and laughed, and suddenly his laughter stopped suddenly, and said to Gordon: "Gordon, you don't want to be rampant, since the old man can become the deputy commander of the 'Black Gold' Legion, his ability must be more than that." ”

Gordon said, "Do it all! or you'll lose badly." ”

Flying Yaksha didn't deny it when he heard it, but looked at Gordon coldly, and said word for word: "Why are you so desperate, what benefits did that Tianyuanzi and that girl give you." ”

Gordon shook his head and said lightly: "Nothing, there is, and I'm not rare." ”

Flying Yaksha looked up to the sky and laughed again, his laughter was full of disbelief and sarcasm, and said, "Little ghost, don't lie to me, tell the old man, in this era when everyone is for me, what else makes you so persistent?"

"Bond" Gordon's face was gloomy, and he only said two words.

His words are really ridiculous to say in this era, because there are very few such things in this era, and the snatching and imbalance of lifespan, the competition for status, and the temptation of power and money are the sources of real progress in the Sukai world.

And this kind of ancient and backward culture has long been eliminated in the course of historical development.

That's why the Flying Yaksha was puzzled, and he became angry and said, "The ghost will believe that you will eat the beans for that kind of unrealistic thing, is it worth it?"

Gordon listened to the words of the Flying Yaksha, and suddenly his body shook, and he remembered what his grandfather 'Gotendo' had said to him.

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Grandpa said, "Boy, come here." See what's in my palm?"

Gordon was shocked and said, "Beans?"

Grandpa laughed and said, "Well, these three beans were picked by the Sansheng Stone on the bank of the River Styx when I passed through the underworld in the past, and I am going to seal them in your palate now." ”

Gordon said, "Seal, grandpa, didn't you give me food?"

Grandpa said solemnly: "Of course not, these three beans are not mortal things, but the 'dark beans' that everyone in the Su Realm is crazy about, and they are legendary things." Don't underestimate this bean, it will save your life at a critical moment. ”

Gordon bared his teeth, as if puzzled.

Grandpa glanced at him and said, "At a critical time, as long as you use the mantra I taught you later, you will release the 'Stygian Bean' sealed in your mouth, and then swallow it into your stomach, you will gain incomparably powerful power, it is different from other strength-enhancing drugs, and the stronger your strength is, the stronger the power you get." ”

Gordon frowned and said, "Grandpa, according to what you said, isn't this fruit invincible, why don't you give me a few more." ”

Grandpa said: "There is no invincible thing in this world, the so-called invincible is just a superficial understanding of people and a forced addition." This bean is no exception. ”

Gordon swallowed and touched his head, puzzled.

Grandpa leaned down at this time, squatted down his tall body, and said solemnly: "Gordon, what I want to say to you now is very important, do you have to remember?"

Gordon nodded.

Grandpa said: "Stygian beans, human beings can't eat more than three in their lives." Food one, life loss for ten years, food two, life and death, food three, shape and ossification, death and no life. ”

"Grandpa, why do you want to give me such a murderous thing" Gordon sat on the ground in fright, and said tremblingly.

Grandpa, looking at the distance for a long time, touched Gordon's head and said: "Gordon, one day you will use it, when you desperately want to protect something, but you can't do anything, you will deeply feel your weakness and uselessness, at this time, you will need strength more than anyone else." ”

Gordon said, "Grandpa, what is worth guarding with my life?"

Grandpa said: "Gordon, this grandpa can't tell you, because everyone has their own understanding. But Grandpa believes that one day, you will find what you want to protect. ”

Gordon said: "Grandpa, I want to get the Lingzhi in the crater, eat one now, can I get it?"

Grandpa heard a punch in Gordon's head and said angrily, "Stupid boy, it's not used like that. ”

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"Grandpa, maybe I've found what I'm going to protect," Gordon muttered, looking up.

Flying Yaksha stared at Gordon with blood-red eyes, but he didn't expect to wait for two words, "It's worth it".

Gordon's face was gloomy, he didn't want to speak, but he opened it anyway. Although the sound was small, it reached the ears of the Flying Yakshas.

He suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, with an aggressive feeling in his smile, and said, "Little ghost, let you see the six arts of ultimate Confucianism!"