Chapter 2 Name Feng Yang
Chapter 2, named Feng Yang
"Lord, why are you sitting here in a daze?"
Bai Yi came and sat down on the edge of a cliff with the little fat man, watching his usually evil fat face change into sadness that did not match his age, as if he were a man who had experienced countless vicissitudes.
"Lord, what's wrong with you? Did Bai Yi just make you angry?
"No, Sister Yi, I just feel that there seem to be a lot of people waiting for me outside. I can feel their call and sadness. I want to get out of here as soon as possible!"
"Well, Lord, when you grow up, you will definitely bring us out. I believe you!"
"Do you think I am the son of God, and the outside world is God's world?"
"In the inheritance, there are many gods in the outside world, with hundreds of ethnic groups. Each race has one or two gods, and human beings have the most gods.
We, the Miao people, are also human beings, but there are too many human beings. God can't take care of all human beings, so we Miao people created their own gods. As a result, they committed a great disaster and were imprisoned in this mountain by the main god. Only you can take us out!"
Turning his head and looked at Bai Yi's expectant eyes, the little fat man opened his hand and threw himself into her arms. The body temperature in his arms was very warm, and the faint fragrance of his daughter made people feel at ease. He closed his eyes and enjoyed it:
"I will definitely take everyone out, but I don't know how to do it!"
"You will know that the Lord God will give you to us, and he will definitely let you take us out."
"Sister Yi!"
The little fat man rubbed against Bai Yi's chest, soft and comfortable.
"Well, what's wrong?"
"Why are you all women and I am a man? I also want to grow two soft balls. I like them so much. Look at me, I'm so small, just a piece of skin, ugly!"
The little fat man touched the two fat pieces of falling meat on his chest and was very dissatisfied.
"Cluck..."
Bai Yi covered her mouth and kept giggling. The laughter was like a happy song. Under the rendering of the sunset, the clouds were like the colorful music, rippled with joy far away on the edge of the cliff and stone!
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In the Temple of Life, a two-year-old girl was grabbing a green branch as a lollipop. Her small tongue was added to the green leaves, and a touch of light green milk came into her mouth and bent her small eyebrows contentedly.
The Elf Queen and Vernina looked at each other solemnly, nodded, and sang the art of life at the same time.
The little girl's dark green eyes suddenly opened wide, shooting two green lights into a crystal on the temple, slowly surging in the crystal.
The Elf Queen and Vernina looked up, looked at the crystal nervously, and prayed in their hearts.
Both of them have used all kinds of methods and can't feel the existence of Feng Yang, but they believe that he is not dead yet. Now they can only put their hope on the Son of Life.
For a long time, the green light in the crystal began to change into various colors, like a picture. The two women joined hands excitedly, dripping with green sweat from their hands.
Gradually, a towering peak appeared in the crystal, and the scene slowly approached. On the edge of the cloudy half of the cliff, a woman in white seemed to be laughing, and the fluttering gauze exuded a kind of purity that made the elves jealous.
Suddenly, a small head poked out of the arms of the woman in white, as if to notice that someone was spying at him, and the fat little face frowned.
"Zi!!!"
The crystal broke here, the crystal powder spilled, and the little girl closed her eyes and fainted.
"Green!!!"
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Bai Yi stopped laughing and looked in the direction of the little fat man, where there was nothing but a fiery sunset.
"Lord, what's wrong with you?"
"I just saw that the sun turned green, and there were two beautiful elder sisters in it. They felt so familiar and friendly. There was also a little girl who was cuter than me. They seemed to be calling me Fengyang?"
"Fengyang? Wow, this name is very good. You don't have a name yet. We dare not give it to you. This name must have been given to you by the Lord God. You can call it Fengyang in the future!"
"Are they gods?"
"It must be. Go back to the clan. I'm going to tell this news to the clan. The Lord God has named you!"
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The queen held the little girl in her arms and poured out a stream of green milk from her chest into the little girl's body.
"Greener is fine, but the consumption is too large. She is still too small to support such a powerful art of life. She can't try it at will in the future."
"Well, what we just saw is Feng Yang. Those eyes must be Feng Yang!"
Vernina was excited and cried. After two years of exploration, she finally got the information that Feng Yang was still alive, and all her worries and thoughts fell with tears.
Thinking about it, Vernina laughed again:
"Little fat man, hehe! He must have successfully passed the realm of wrath. Now he is in a hundred years of growth, but who is that woman? Humph, don't change!"
The elf queen recalled the story of herself and Fengyang, which was nominal, even if she could have a real hug when needed, or even if she could snuggle gently, the bitterness surged up to her heart and sighed:
"That mountain is not in the southern region, and Fengyang is in a century of growth. It's dangerous to be alone outside. It's better to have someone to protect and take care of him!"
"Well, I'm going to send the news to the Sifang mercenary regiment and ask them to find that mountain!"
"Be careful not to let Yang Er find out. He is now more and more regarded himself as his master!"
"Well, I know that if Feng Yang hadn't needed him before he came back, he would have been locked up in the divine world!"
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Now the Iron City has been completed. Thousands of 100-meter-high Tongtian towers stand in the city. The tower is full of giant crossbow arrows from top to bottom, with a range of thousands of meters.
At the top of the tower is a magic array. After opening, it can enhance the defense of the Tongtian Tower. Even if the domain-level strength is difficult to hurt the tower!
There is a war tree spirit every ten meters on the four walls. There is a super-large giant crossbow at the top of the city, and ordinary heavenly strong people can penetrate it with one arrow.
There are thick vines on the wall, all of which are guardian tree spirits of vines. The guardian boundary stimulated in wartime can ignore all attacks below the sky level.
Now the Iron City is the real invincible city. The whole city looks like a huge beast with spikes on its back, exuding an inviolable fierce spirit!
The former marshal's mansion has been rebuilt again. It is magnificent and magnificent. Even the tiles are gold-plated, and the ground is covered with a golden floor. If Fengyang is here, he will be happy to drool!
There is also a blood hall in the Shuai's house. There is a blood pool in the blood hall, and 18 blood-colored statues are raised in endless blood temperature.
A man who looked and smelled similar to Fengyang sat cross-legged on the palace and spit out 18 rays of blood threads wrapped around the statue from his mouth. Looking at the thread, he would find that it was snake heads spitting stamens.
For a long time, Yang Er closed his mouth and looked around the blood hall. In addition to the 18 statues in the central blood pool, there were hundreds of demon statues on the side, which were all petrified like Feng Yang's split.
Yang Er's expression was slightly irritable and thought silently:
Is this damn Fengyang dead? If he dies, why can't I control these splits? If he doesn't die, why will the seal of the god and slaves he planted for me disappear?
I can't even control these evil bodies. How can I really replace Fengyang's position? What's the point of me as a general?
All ethnic groups are superficially pandering to me, and secretly looking forward to the return of Fengyang. The real power is in the hands of those damn women.
No, I need to build my own power. When Feng Yang created me, he seemed to mention the lord of the blood clan. I should have created it according to the ability of the lord of the blood clan.
So who is the head of the blood clan?
What is the ability of the lord of the blood clan?
Yang Er suddenly shouted:
"Come on!"
"What's the order of the general?"
"You go and secretly investigate the information of the head of the blood clan. Remember, you can't leak the news. There are many rewards found, do you understand?"
"I obey, and I will never leak any news!"
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The naval battle between the South China Sea and the East China Sea has also begun. Tens of millions of sea people, countless sea beasts, and the waters bordering the East China Sea and the South China Sea are stained with blood and a sea of corpses.
In front of the Shark King, a male beautiful snake family is very handsome, with an evil look, bloodthirsty eyes, and the green snake hair swallows countless snake stamens.
"Shark King, we are old friends. Do we need to kill each other like this? Feng Yang is dead, and you are also out of his control. Why don't you join hands again to unify the whole world?
"Oh, what did I get together last time?"
"Last time it was just an accident. Who would have expected that Feng Yang was not killed like that? This time..."
"The master will also come back this time!"
The shark king interrupted the words of the blood demon. Although his seal of the divine slave had been untied, he knew that Feng Yang had given him the dead seal, and the main dead slave followed him, so Feng Yang must still be alive!
"In this case, when the northwest two seas are freed, wait for the South China Sea to be completely washed with blood. Kill me!!!"
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"Million, there is a magic secret from the elf forest, and only you can receive it!" Xing Dai held a magic crystal in his hand.
"Oh, it's so confidential. It seems very important. Let me have a look!"
The storm bit his finger, and a drop of blood spotted on the crystal. The picture of the Temple of Life appeared again, and then Ville appeared in the crystal:
"The leader of the storm, that mountain is where Fengyang is, and the little fat man is the perisherer Fengyang. Find him secretly, please!"
"Hing Dai! Do you have any impression of this mountain?
"Fang, there is absolutely no such high mountain on the continent!"
"If there is no land, it is even more impossible to have overseas. Have you seen this woman in white and the waterfall layer? It seems that I have read it in an ancient book. Find it for me!"
Xing Dai opened his mouth in disbelief, "Mir, only ten people can enter the inheritance, and so many ancient books will find a year!"
The storm smiles kindly, but how to look at it makes people feel numb:
Who said ten people would go in? This task will be entrusted to you alone. If you say one year, I will give you one year!"
"Puff!!!"
Xing Dai can't wait to have the skill of splitting like Feng Yang!