Chapter five hundred and eighty-eight about new friends to meet you
"deep……"
Dong Yuefeng stared blankly at the simple words.
In the silence, only Bai Ze's snoring continued to sound.
The old man held his forehead and thought naturally: "...is it Fu Sheng Yan Yuan?"
"The benevolent man who restrains himself and restores propriety?"
"He actually does this...this..."
The old man was at a loss for words. He didn't know how to describe the heroism and uprightness revealed in these words, and he didn't know what was going on. Looking at these words, what came to mind was the museum owner. Finally, his voice paused,
Weird said:
"Do you also have such a frank and upright side?"
"It seems that some stereotypes cannot be fully believed. Yan Yuan has never been an official. He lives in poverty and enjoys his life. He seems to be able to do the right thing. However, as gentle and elegant as he is, he will say, 'You can be killed but not humiliated, and you can't serve the emperor.
Is it true that I don’t care about the feudal lords?”
"This, this is too..."
The old man sighed: "This is too blunt."
"You can almost compete with the master of the guard hall."
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The God who supports the sky has regained his human form, but it is difficult to say how good his mood is. Ordinary humans, beasts, and even gods cannot harm him, because he is a god who can bear the concept of the sky, but now
, Jiulijia’s destructive power at the level of Heavenly Punishment really caused trauma to him.
Even if it means returning to human form.
His right arm is still empty, so he doesn't need any makeup to play the role of The Condor Heroes.
At this moment, the angry and painful God holding the sky looked dull and expressionless.
But it was not the defeat that caused his expressionless face and complicated mood.
It's because He is surrounded by a bunch of people who have taken the form of monsters from mountains, seas, and Kunlun.
The hot pot was rolling with steam, and all kinds of food, mutton slices, duck blood, and vegetables were tumbling inside. Shi Yimian sat down without changing his expression, and then he took out a piece of hot pot pulled noodles and put it into the pot.
The craftsmanship is so skillful that the waiter next to him is amazed.
Zhong lowered his head and looked at Shi Yi: "You brought me here...what do you mean?"
"Don't want to come?"
Shi Yi spoke concisely and to the point: "Then can you still fight now?"
He remained silent and shook his head.
Shi Yi asked doubtfully: "Then you can't fight, are you going to cry?"
Heavy anger.
"of course not!"
Shi Yi stretched out his chopsticks and dipped his hairy belly in the soup. He said calmly and rationally:
"Then you can't fight or cry, so why don't you come and eat?"
Heavy:"…………"
I couldn't even refute it.
Ju's father, who was drunk next to him, said with a loud tongue: "Lao Shi, be careful, you only need to rinse the tripe for seven seconds, otherwise it will be too old if the heat is over."
Shi Yi adjusted his sunglasses: "I never make mistakes when it comes to timing."
And Zhong sat down expressionlessly.
After a while, there was an apron with the words "Hainlao" written on it.
A bow was thoughtfully tied on the broken left arm.
Shi Yi nodded, remained silent for three seconds, turned his head, and his shoulders twitched.
Then it twitched violently.
He turned his head and said seriously without changing his expression:
"suitable for you."
He fiercely stuffed the meat slices covered with sesame sauce into his mouth. It seemed to be the result of the delicious food. The expression on his face seemed to be less stiff and violent, and somewhat better. He also ate a lot of human delicacies with Zhuanxu back then. Who knows?
People who say they are making trouble only know how to make trouble and sneer behind their backs.
You have to eat when you need to, and you have to drink water when you're thirsty, to put it bluntly.
He is the evil villain in various martial arts dramas who is extremely cool and awesome.
You just want to seek the world, but you still have to wipe your shit. If you can, don't use paper.
Zhongdao: "Anyway, thank you for saving me and throwing away your salary card."
"I owe you a favor."
Shi Yi replied: "Okay, I will remember this favor."
"I just have something I want."
"What?"
"Is there any clay left that Nuwa used to create humans? After all, you are carrying the sky. Nuwa gave you some as a reward, right?"
Even though the clay used by Nuwa to create humans was extremely valuable, Zhong nodded without hesitation.
"There's still a part left."
Shi Yi nodded.
Zhong still said slowly:
"After all, it was me who caused you to voluntarily give up the rewards you received from traveling in the world."
Shi Yi's face was calm: "It doesn't matter."
This question and answer were extremely cold and decisive.
Neither Shi Yi nor Shuo Zhong seemed to have ever embarrassed the gods at this time.
At this time, Shi Yi raised his right hand, his palm shook, and a pile of salary cards dropped directly, and he added without changing his expression:
"Anyway, I have other salary cards."
Zhong, who had just promised to take out a portion of the clay used by Nuwa to create humans, looked dull:
"Um??!"
Shi Yi replied slowly:
"Money is the result of workers completing tasks within a certain period of time. As the god of time, it is actually reasonable for me to work three hundred jobs at the same time, isn't it?"
"Control time, accelerate time."
“Condensing work that requires piecework to be completed in one second.”
Heavy:"…………"
Shi Yi took a serious look: "As for what you are doing during this time, I have a good place to go."
The next day, during the day, Zhong was wearing half-sleeves and a camouflage uniform. He was standing on a construction site. The foreman patted him on the shoulder. Wu Dasangu wiped his tears and said with emotion: "So that's it. I was bullied and lost my arms."
Take it off, it’s okay, I heard that your physical training is quite good?”
"Don't worry, we charge by the piece here."
Carrying steel bars on his shoulders, Zhong gritted his teeth and looked at Shi Yi: "You..."
"How can you live like this!"
"How can you tolerate such treatment? Take the initiative to do these despicable things? How can you hang out with them?!"
He was extremely angry.
Shi Yi looked calm as usual and answered:
"Because I am God."
"you…………!"
For a moment, I couldn't say anything else.
I just don’t know why, but I always feel like I’ve forgotten something.
What is it?
………………
"Yesterday, a huge earthquake occurred in the Guanzhong area and has been brought under control."
"The Qianling Mausoleum and the First Emperor's Mausoleum have suffered certain damage."
"There were no casualties."
A person lowered his head and looked at the news feed on his mobile phone. In Qianling, due to a blow from Pangu Yuandian, the angry god who supported the sky, the entire underground collapsed. Finally, when the battle took place at the Mausoleum of the First Emperor not far away,
, a girl who should have been placed in a coffin opened her eyes.
"...it seems like he's gone."
She stretched out her hand, pushed the coffin open, then jumped out and patted her clothes.
"Strange...why, I don't remember anything."
"Where is this?"
She whispered in confusion.
The reshaped body of the God Supporting the Sky walked out of the dark Qianling Mausoleum and came to the outside. Then he was treated as a lingering tourist and put on a bus back to the city. Finally, he saw this world that was completely different from his subconscious. The girl
All are ravaged and ravaged by the times.
She walked blankly and aimlessly.
Such a picture seems to be lost, or it has no knowledge and is easy to deceive. At least it looks easy to deceive, and it has fallen into the eyes of some caring people, especially the reshaped body with a dignified and beautiful face. Naturally,
It attracted the attention of some people with ulterior motives.
The two women, who looked very enthusiastic and looked like the aunts of the next-door neighbors, looked at each other.
'What a pretty girl.'
'Are you lost? Ha...at first glance, he looks like a student, so easy to fool.'
'Then who isn't looking for a wife for his son?'
'Oh, yes, this figure and appearance... tsk tsk, it's worth a lot of money.'
The two women approached with harmless smiles and said hello:
"Hello...little girl."
The girl turned back, her eyes were blank, innocent and harmless, she was quite weak and could easily trick the little white rabbit into giving her a soft smile.
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"So, I will keep Taotie for the time being, and I don't know how to deal with him. In the current situation, Kunlun is in neutral. It is difficult to say that the mountain gods from all walks of life in Kunlun will help us. There is Chiyou and Gonggong in the world.
It’s the scattered mountains and seas, and the vast wilderness that is still complete.”
"As well as the ancient emperors, the two gods Suhu, and Chaos who died because of them."
"There are also Jiuyou and the legendary ruins."
"I always feel that the human world is not that huge anymore."
"What should I do? Sometimes I really feel like I'm in a dilemma. I have a severe headache."
The emperor replied in a low voice: "Of course we have to use our remaining strength to try to counterattack..."
"Since it is said that King Yu has completely separated the other party, it has given him a chance."
"Conquer the weak ones first..."
"If you subdue the powerful ones...as for the neither strong nor weak ones, you will naturally be able to control them."
The whispering voice slowly became lower. It was originally a short-term recovery. The first emperor, whose soul had not yet been able to completely condense, closed his eyes. After experiencing the experience of his childhood, and with other people still around, he fell asleep peacefully.
.
"It's really, to put it simply, I'm not you."
Wei Yuan whispered a few words and saw that the emperor was sleeping peacefully, his eyebrows relaxed and not as tightly frowned as before.
When Bai Qi saw Wei Yuan holding the Iron Eagle Sword, the emperor was still sleeping peacefully, with a sigh in his eyes. Wei Yuan put his finger to his lips, indicating to Wu Anjun to come out with him, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
A familiar voice came.
It’s Zhu Jiuyin——
After settling the external affairs, come back.
Something happened.
Wei Yuan nodded slightly. In fact, he also had many things to ask. Even if Zhu Jiuyin didn't come to him, he would go back and ask. As a mortal in the first life, Wei Yuan was not qualified to come into contact with such things as mythological concepts.
He had heard a little bit about it, so he had to ask clearly, and what this so-called mythical concept really meant, he actually had a vague feeling.
The mythical concept of gods…
And why the heroes who fought with the gods of the Gods in prehistory must have their own weapons passed down from generation to generation.
Xuanyuan Sword, Chiyou Demon Soldier, Xingtian Axe, Shennong's Whip, Shadow Sword, and Sun Shooting Bow.
What is the connection between the two?
But he still had to wait until Zhu Jiuyin came to speak in person. Before that, Wei Yuan had to solve one thing. He turned around and saw an elegant man who looked like he was about forty years old, still handsome and handsome.
His eyes were as deep as the white rising from the abyss, and the latter smiled back.
Wei Yuan subconsciously grabbed his cell phone.
………………
Half a day later.
Longhu Mountain.
The old Heavenly Master saw Wei Yuan who suddenly arrived in front of him.
I was horrified: "You, what are you doing here again?!"
Wei Yuan stretched out his hand and said: "Of course I'm bringing you wine, haha, fellow Daoist Zhang, don't be polite, don't be polite, come on, this is the wine I got during my travels, and I made a special trip to bring it to you. This is from the Great Wilderness of the Republic of China.
The wine has a refreshing taste, you must try it. There is also this, this is the wine brewed by the mythical beast Bai Ze himself, and this, this is the old mountain master Chongwu of the Kunlun God Department who brewed it from the fruits of the mountain."
"And this, this is brewed by the Taiqi Mountain God from the clear spring in the mountain. This, and this, you must drink it. Haha, haha, the nine virtues of heaven, the water god Changcheng made it with the water that breeds divinity. Good stuff.
What a good thing!”
Wei Yuan had a gentle smile, and the inside of his sleeves looked like a mountain.
He kept pulling out bottles of rare and rare wine.
In a short time, the old Taoist priest's table was filled with legendary wines. Zhang Ruosu's eyes were almost glued to his eyes. He twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "I have nothing to do to show my courtesy, Wei Yuan."
He pondered: "Am I going to die soon, old Taoist priest?"
"How is that possible? I think you are in good health and can live for another few hundred years."
The old man was suspicious: "But you suddenly treat me so well, I always feel that my life is over."
"Or did you do something?"
Wei Yuan laughed heartily: "Oh, look at what I can do?!"
"No, I just miss you. I think I should bring you some good wine for Daoist Zhang. If you don't like it, I will send it to Mr. Lin Shouyi." Zhang Ruosu then took out a bottle of wine with hesitation and squinted.
He smelled the smell with his eyes and said with a drunken face:
"Then what's the matter with you?"
"Actually, it's nothing."
"I just have a friend who I want to introduce to you."
Wei Yuan said honestly.
After the old man carefully poured out a glass of wine and took a sip.
He pointed to the figure appearing behind him and said, "Let me introduce you."
"This is my senior."
"Bai Qi."
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