Hearing this, Yang Yi just glanced at Wang Ziwen lightly, and Wang Ziwen immediately closed his mouth.
"Hasn't the incident in China reached here yet?"
Yang Yi asked calmly.
When the prince heard this, he became even more confused, "What is it? I have never heard of it?"
After all, Prince Wen has been the warden here for some years, but for such a long time, he has rarely heard of major news. The last time he heard of major news was two years ago when it was rumored that there would be a king-level person.
The characters were imprisoned and served well by them.
And this character is Yang Yi.
At that time, Wang Ziwen also heard about Yang Yi. He heard that this god-king was invincible and invincible, so he admired him even more. So after Yang Yi came in, he served him like a living ancestor.
I don't dare to be disrespectful in any way.
Of course, most of the people who came to the prison today came with military exploits, and they were also very skilled. In the eyes of Prince Wen, they were a group of living ancestors. If they couldn't be beaten or scolded, they had to be sacrificed.
.
After going back and forth, the people living in the prison today felt that it was not like they were being held here, but like they were here to take them on vacation. They felt so uncomfortable that some people even didn't want to leave. It was like a paradise.
However, this is also for individual prisoners, and most of the prisoners are either invaded by foreign enemies or extremely vicious people, and the treatment they face is naturally very different. It can be said that they are miserable and tiring.
, not yet welcome.
It's a complete torture, it can be said to be two extremes.
However, this kind of thing is very common in places like prisons, so people who live in this prison are not surprised.
Wang Ziwen indeed did not lie. Since two years ago, after such a long time, there is indeed no other news.
"I understand, then let's go to your office to discuss this matter in detail."
Yang Yi nodded and said without much surprise.
A quarter of an hour later.
Wang Ziwen followed Yang Yi, and the two walked out of the office with solemn expressions.
It wasn't until after listening to Yang Yi's brief explanation of all the recent events in China that Wang Ziwen realized that so many things had happened in China during this period.
What is even more unexpected is that even Xia Wujun died. Now in China, Yang Yi has ascended to the position of monarch.
What's even worse is that the war between the northern and southern regions is urgent, and the northern region may be attacked at any time, and China will change hands.
In this way, for those truly talented marshals who are still imprisoned in the sky prison, maybe this is the time when they are really needed.
"Sovereign, who do you want? I will go with you and see for yourself."
The prince changed his tune quickly after hearing this and said.
Because he also knows that the people Yang Yi wants are basically those few, and they are almost the same, not much different.
After all, those few who were once able to dominate the Shenzhou Continent, with great military exploits and king-level masters, are now rumored to be dead in the Shenzhou Continent, which is deeply disturbing.
regret.
However, even though these bosses are brave and unparalleled, they are still slightly inferior to the new monarch in front of them. Three points of color.
Because at that time, after Yang Yi was imprisoned when he was still the God King, he was challenged one after another. Everyone was full of curiosity about this newcomer, so Yang Yi fought fiercely with those people.
Within a week, he defeated several people one after another without ever losing.
Not surprisingly, those people were no match for Yang Yi, so they had no choice but to surrender.
From that time on, Wang Ziwen's views on Yang Yi were once again refreshed. He respected Yang Yi even more and understood that those people were not his opponents. Yang Yi could be called the strongest among all the kings.
that one.
"No, you can just wait here. I'll let you know if anything happens."
Hearing this, the prince didn't say anything more, just nodded and returned to his office.
Yang Yi opened the elevator, pressed the button on B2, and walked in.
The Sky Prison is divided into five floors, three of which are above the ground and hold ordinary prisoners, while the remaining two floors are rooted underground and hold prisoners with prominent backgrounds.
At that time, Yang Yi was sent to the last floor, which was the b2 floor.
The fourth floor, which is nearly tens of thousands of square meters, houses many people. However, on the fifth floor, it is divided into five areas, each holding five different people.
Everyone occupies one of the positions, and Yang Yi is special. Because he is a latecomer, he is locked in the middle room, which can be said to be the same as the people on each floor in the remaining four directions.
Have a face-to-face meeting.
When he reached the entrance, the lights were bright, Yang Yi raised his head and looked at everything in front of him seriously, and then a real smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
It's still the same here, almost the same as when I left, no different.
Yang Yi took a deep breath, then raised his voice and yelled at the entire fifth floor.
Yang Yi's voice was loud, and his voice spread out layer by layer in the fifth layer, causing waves of echoes and lingering reverberations.
"Good boy, do you still know how to come back?"
This voice seemed very light, but in fact it contained inner strength. It was neither loud nor small, but just enough for Yang Yi to hear. This was Jiang Yibai's voice.
After hearing this, Yang Yi smiled.
Jiang Yibai is a bit fairer than a woman, and he is incredibly feminine, especially his eyes. After looking at them for a long time, it feels like his own soul is being sucked into them. They are so deep.
Yang Yi has never seen anyone with deeper eyes than Jiang Yibai, and he is the first one.
"Lao Yang, come in and have a fight with me! I'm not convinced that I lost to a pretty boy like you! I've never given up practicing for so long. I want to beat you!"
This voice was very rich, and he sounded like a masculine man. In fact, it was exactly the same. As soon as he heard this voice, Yang Yi knew that it was Chen Mo.
This guy is a veritable martial arts fanatic. He doesn't like beauties or money, but he only likes to challenge masters!
He's not that big, but he's older, a man in his fifties. He yells and fights every day. No matter who he catches, he has to practice for a whole day before he can leave.
Therefore, at that time, few people in the prison were willing to hang around in front of Chen Mo, for fear of being caught by the other party and used as a human sandbag. Hearing this, Yang Yi just glanced at Wang Ziwen lightly, and Wang Ziwen immediately closed his mouth.
.
"Hasn't the incident in China reached here yet?"
Yang Yi asked calmly.
When the prince heard this, he became even more confused, "What is it? I have never heard of it?"
After all, Prince Wen has been the warden here for some years, but for such a long time, he has rarely heard of major news. The last time he heard of major news was two years ago when it was rumored that there would be a king-level person.
The characters were imprisoned and served well by them.
And this character is Yang Yi.
At that time, Wang Ziwen also heard about Yang Yi. He heard that this god-king was invincible and invincible, so he admired him even more. So after Yang Yi came in, he served him like a living ancestor.
I don't dare to be disrespectful in any way.
Of course, most of the people who came to the prison today came with military exploits, and they were also very skilled. In the eyes of Prince Wen, they were a group of living ancestors. If they couldn't be beaten or scolded, they had to be sacrificed.
.
After going back and forth, the people living in the prison today felt that it was not like they were being held here, but like they were here to take them on vacation. They felt so uncomfortable that some people even didn't want to leave. It was like a paradise.
However, this is also for individual prisoners, and most of the prisoners are either invaded by foreign enemies or extremely vicious people, and the treatment they face is naturally very different. It can be said that they are miserable and tiring.
, not yet welcome.
It's a complete torture, it can be said to be two extremes.
However, this kind of thing is very common in places like prisons, so people who live in this prison are not surprised.
Wang Ziwen indeed did not lie. Since two years ago, after such a long time, there is indeed no other news.
"I understand, then let's go to your office to discuss this matter in detail."
Yang Yi nodded and said without much surprise.
A quarter of an hour later.
Wang Ziwen followed Yang Yi, and the two walked out of the office with solemn expressions.
It wasn't until after listening to Yang Yi's brief explanation of all the recent events in China that Wang Ziwen realized that so many things had happened in China during this period.
What is even more unexpected is that even Xia Wujun died. Now in China, Yang Yi has ascended to the position of monarch.
What's even worse is that the war between the northern and southern regions is urgent, and the northern region may be attacked at any time, and China will change hands.
In this way, for those truly talented marshals who are still imprisoned in the sky prison, maybe this is the time when they are really needed.
"Sovereign, who do you want? I will go with you and see for yourself."
The prince changed his tune quickly after hearing this and said.
Because he also knows that the people Yang Yi wants are basically those few, and they are almost the same, not much different.
After all, those few who were once able to dominate the Shenzhou Continent, with great military exploits and king-level masters, are now rumored to be dead in the Shenzhou Continent, which is deeply disturbing.
regret.
However, even though these bosses are brave and unparalleled, they are still slightly inferior to the new monarch in front of them. Three points of color.
Because at that time, after Yang Yi was imprisoned when he was still the God King, he was challenged one after another. Everyone was full of curiosity about this newcomer, so Yang Yi fought fiercely with those people.
Within a week, he defeated several people one after another without ever losing.
Not surprisingly, those people were no match for Yang Yi, so they had no choice but to surrender.
From that time on, Wang Ziwen's views on Yang Yi were once again refreshed. He respected Yang Yi even more and understood that those people were not his opponents. Yang Yi could be called the strongest among all the kings.
that one.
"No, you can just wait here. I'll let you know if anything happens."
Hearing this, the prince didn't say anything more, just nodded and returned to his office.
Yang Yi opened the elevator, pressed the button on B2, and walked in.
The Sky Prison is divided into five floors, three of which are above the ground and hold ordinary prisoners, while the remaining two floors are rooted underground and hold prisoners with prominent backgrounds.
At that time, Yang Yi was sent to the last floor, which was the b2 floor.
The fourth floor, which is nearly tens of thousands of square meters, houses many people. However, on the fifth floor, it is divided into five areas, each holding five different people.
Everyone occupies one of the positions, and Yang Yi is special. Because he is a latecomer, he is locked in the middle room, which can be said to be the same as the people on each floor in the remaining four directions.
Have a face-to-face meeting.
When he reached the entrance, the lights were bright, Yang Yi raised his head and looked at everything in front of him seriously, and then a real smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
It's still the same here, almost the same as when I left, no different.
Yang Yi took a deep breath, then raised his voice and yelled at the entire fifth floor.
Yang Yi's voice was loud, and his voice spread out layer by layer in the fifth layer, causing waves of echoes and lingering reverberations.
"Good boy, do you still know how to come back?"
This voice seemed very light, but in fact it contained inner strength. It was neither loud nor small, but just enough for Yang Yi to hear. This was Jiang Yibai's voice.
After hearing this, Yang Yi smiled.
Jiang Yibai is a bit fairer than a woman, and he is incredibly feminine, especially his eyes. After looking at them for a long time, it feels like his own soul is being sucked into them. They are so deep.
Yang Yi has never seen anyone with deeper eyes than Jiang Yibai, and he is the first one.
"Lao Yang, come in and have a fight with me! I'm not convinced that I lost to a pretty boy like you! I've never given up practicing for so long. I want to beat you!"
This voice was very rich, and he sounded like a masculine man. In fact, it was exactly the same. As soon as he heard this voice, Yang Yi knew that it was Chen Mo.
This guy is a veritable martial arts fanatic. He doesn't like beauties or money, but he only likes to challenge masters!
He's not that big, but he's older, a man in his fifties. He yells and fights every day. No matter who he catches, he has to practice for a whole day before he can leave.
Therefore, there were not many people in the prison who were willing to hang out in front of Chen Mo for fear of being caught by the other party and used as a human sandbag for him.
