Yang Yi's muscles were knotted, Hou Yi's bow was full, and the arrow that emitted a brilliant sharp light was aimed at the head of the Raven Dao man. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"There are two options, one is to die, and the other is to be a poor mount. ”

The distance between the arrow and the head was less than three feet, and the bright light forced the eyes of the crow people to not open, and the arrows cut the face like a blade, cutting blood marks one after another.

The Raven Dao people were so frightened that they made the choice to bend their knees to survive in less than a tenth of the time.

Because he was afraid that if he hesitated for a while, his head would become a rotten watermelon.

"Hero, please ride me, ride me hard. ”

"To be able to be ridden on the back of the hero is the smoke of the crow's ancestral grave, and it is the great honor of the crow family for generations. ”

As the so-called people who know the times are heroes, the Raven Dao people suddenly changed their faces, and their previously cruel faces turned into a flattering face and a groveling expression.

The Crow Daoist changed too quickly, Yang Yi didn't expect that he had been cultivating for more than a hundred years, and he would be so spineless, and he was stunned all of a sudden.

Yang Yi thought that he would give in if he was beaten hard. I didn't expect this product to be so wonderful, and it saved the pain of skin and flesh.

The Raven Daoist knelt on the ground, quickly kneeled on the slippery ice, and said with his heart: "Hero, please ride me! It is a great honor for the crow to be ridden on the back of the hero!"

Yang Yi still drew his bow to the fullest, but was forced to retreat again and again by the knees of the Raven Dao people.

The full bow was gradually released, the sharpness of the arrow gradually converged, and Yang Yi waved his hand and told the crow people not to kneel.

"Well, Poor Dao has accepted you, and in the future, Poor Dao will be the master, and you will be a crow slave. You can stand up now and don't have to be so eager to ride. ”

The crow man looked deferential, and said with a sneer: "Then master, can the crow slave stand up?"

"Get up!" Yang Yi shook his head, and the crow man groveled spinelessly, making him a little embarrassed.

The Raven Daoist stood up, bent down as obediently as an old slave, as if his master did not tell him to move, and he did not dare to move his fingers on his own.

Yang Yi held his hands behind his back, his expression was elegant like a fairy, and he looked like a master outside the world.

"In the future, whatever Poor Dao asks you, you must answer truthfully. Otherwise, he will take your ribs and make a drumstick, and cut off your skull to make a night pot. ”

Listening to Yang Yi's arrogant words, the Crow Daoist dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak.

"Crow slave, when I saw you, why was my skin scorched and my feathers burned?"

The Crow Dao had a secret hatred in his heart, but the expression on his face was impeccable.

His eyes rolled, his expression became annoyed and angry, and he said in a fierce voice: "They are all sluts in Anyang, the old slave wants to kill Chen Jiannan, but she wants to protect the madman." The Anyang slut used ancient magic to summon the god of disaster, causing the old slave to set fire to himself. ”

The expression of the Raven Daoist changed just right, just right for Yang Yi to understand that he was angry because he hated Princess Anyang, not because he was dissatisfied with the great master.

Yang Yi didn't dare to lie, nodded his head, and said, "Very good, Poor Dao is about to kill Chen Jiannan, let's leave now, you will lead the way." ”

"Master, when the old slave has collected his things, please ask the master to move to the old slave's back, and then we will set off on our way. ”

As he spoke, he raised his big hand, and the Divine Monument and the two meteor rings flew back upside down.

The Raven Daoist put the Divine Monument into the storage bag hanging around his neck, inserted two meteor rings into his waist, and then transformed into the body of the Black Fire God Crow, and lowered his body with obedient eyes.

Yang Yi took a step and arrived on the back of the Black Fire God Crow, meditating cross-legged, closing his eyes and keeping his eyes open.

The Black Fire God Crow stretched its wings and flew lightly, flying towards the north with Yang Yi.

The Black Fire God Crow looked very obedient, and its flight was also very gentle, for fear that the slightest bump would anger the fierce Yang Yi.

When Yang Yi couldn't see it, a fierce light flashed in the eyes of the Black Fire God Crow.

Yangyi dog breed, you are dead, you dare to humiliate the poor road. Anyway, the poor road has always been by your side, and when you lose your mind, it will be your death.

The black fire god crow grovels and has a deferential attitude, but it is actually false and wronged. He was extremely resentful in his heart, and he couldn't wait to peel off Yang Yi's skin, smoke Yang Yi's bone marrow, and torture Yang Yi's soul with the Nine Shadows Fire every day.

Yang Yi, who was meditating cross-legged on the back of the Black Fire God Crow, opened his eyes slightly and said, "Crow slave, are you secretly hated and want to kill Poor Dao?"

Yang Yi suddenly asked such a sentence, and the black fire god crow was so frightened that his heart twitched a few times, thinking that Yang Yi was going to kill him.

"No, the old slave is loyal, how can he secretly hate and do things that deceive the master. ”

Yang Yi heard the Black Fire God Crow say this, and said, "You are loyal so soon, and the poor Dao treats you as a mount, are you really not annoyed or hated?"

The Black Fire God Crow swore by the life of the whole family, and said: "You can carry the master's incomparably noble Dharma body, the old slave is really fortunate in three lives, where you dare to hate, where you will hate, the master must not think too much." ”

Yang Yi laughed strangely and said, "Hmph, it doesn't matter if you hate the poor road, anyway, you can't get rid of the poor road." ”

The Black Fire God Crow immediately clapped his ass and said, "The master is heroic and powerful, and his mana is boundless, and he has beaten the Ancient Saint Emperor and the Heavenly Dao Venerable. ”

Yang Yi didn't eat this, and said: "Poor Dao can warn you, don't have the idea of escaping. If you want to escape, Poor Dao can now let you escape ten miles away, and Poor Dao can shoot your body through with one arrow, believe it or not?"

The Black Fire God Crow was taken aback, could Yang Yi be so powerful, he could still hit a hundred shots ten miles away?

Yang Yi subdued him with one move, and the Black Fire God Crow felt more and more that this son of a bitch was unfathomable.

The Black Fire God Crow muttered in his heart, but his fear of Yang Yi deepened, and he hurriedly cursed: "It's too late for the old slave to serve the master, where will he want to escape, the master can rest assured." If the old slave has a different heart, the sky will hit five thunders!"

Yang Yi said indifferently: "If you have a different heart, don't worry, I'm afraid that you don't have a different heart, and the poor road doesn't have a sandbag to beat." ”

The Black Fire God Crow was so angry, but he didn't dare to show it, and hurriedly accosted: "What the master said, what he said." The master wants to beat the old slave, and the old slave is also very happy. ”

Yang Yi kept his eyes open, ran the Dao technique, entered the state of cultivation, and no longer talked to the Black Fire God Crow.

The Black Fire God Crow didn't know if Yang Yi was settled, and wanted to assassinate him, but he had a thief's heart and no thief's courage, so he hesitated in his heart.

The Black Fire God Crow decided not to assassinate Yang Yi first, if he could succeed in assassinating him so easily, then he would be too stupid, where could he cultivate to the current realm.

Yang Yi's cultivation is so high, he must be a person with a bright mind, a deep heart, and a firm will, and now he has almost zero chance.

Even if the Black Fire God Crow was in a hurry, he had to endure it, he would not be so reckless, and he would easily cut off his life.

The Black Fire God Crow had a sad face, and Chen Jiannan's bodyguard in front of him was Princess Anyang, and he trembled now when he thought of the strange ancient magic technique that this woman had cast.

If he catches up with Chen Jiannan and Princess Anyang, Yang Yi doesn't know if he will be used as cannon fodder.

The Black Fire God Crow couldn't figure out what the intentions of this wicked man who was the master of the force were for a while, and he didn't dare to fly with all his might, but just pretended to fly with all his strength.