Moreover, the medicinal properties of the pill that Feng Lao gave him have not been completely consumed. It seems that it is still slowly repairing his body. If Yang Yi's guess is correct, in theory, it can be fully restored.
.
This is really amazing.
What on earth did Feng Lao feed him? That it could play such a big role.
Thinking like this, Yang Yi couldn't help but look at Feng Chang who was standing not far away, but in the end, he chose not to say anything.
Some things should be discussed later when there are fewer people.
"So how are you preparing now?"
Seeing that Yang Yi's face was slowly getting better, Duanmujie felt relieved. Then he looked around and saw that there was really no one around, and then his face became serious.
asked.
There were too many things involved in the matter of worshiping gods. She couldn't see these people destroying the entire city just to snatch those things, so she had no choice but to let Yang Yi make this move.
Hearing this, Yang Yi also lowered his voice, nodded slightly, and said, "We are all ready. Jin Ran and the others are lying in ambush nearby. I had even planned to expose them just now, but I didn't expect Feng Lao to be in time."
They arrived and rescued me, so I didn't release the flare."
"Otherwise, I might have said something wrong in the situation just now, and I would have really lost my temper. I might actually have gone to see the Lord of Hell, but Feng Lao came in time."
Yang Yi smiled bitterly and said truthfully.
If Feng Lao hadn't arrived in time to save him, he would have already returned to the west before he could pull off his signal flare.
When Duanmujie heard this, he sighed helplessly and said, "Yeah, I really didn't expect Fulingzi to be so ruthless. He would put you to death regardless of your identity. Isn't he really afraid of you then?"
Does father want to take revenge on him? Or is he determined to kill you, even at the expense of the Fu family? "
"Who knows."
Yang Yi shook his head. He had to admit that Fulingzi was indeed very strong, but no matter how strong he was, he was suppressed by others. In front of Feng Chang, he still had to act like a quail. They said that a mountain is more powerful than a quail.
A mountain is high, that's what it means.
"By the way, those four killers told me about you before"
Suddenly thinking of the four killers he had killed before, Yang Yi frowned slightly and looked at Duanmu Jie, somewhat puzzled.
Because in the morning, Yang Yi was attacked by killers while he was on the street, and those killers kept saying that Duan Mujie was dead.
That's why Yang Yi killed him in anger at that time, but now Duanmujie was standing in front of him like this, which made Yang Yi a little curious as to what happened.
Why did the four killers clearly encounter Duanmujie, who was seriously injured at the time, but Duanmujie still appeared here unscathed?
"Is such that."
Looking at Yang Yi's doubtful eyes, Duanmujie sighed helplessly, and then slowly explained to Yang Yi.
"I came to see you before, and I did meet those four killers when I went back." "I was alone and weak at that time, and in my current state there was no way I could get involved with the other party, so I originally thought I would be completely defeated today."
"But what I didn't expect was that Elder Qin Lan at that time had been secretly protecting me to prevent me from being assassinated again. So when I was approached by the four killers, Elder Qin Lan immediately showed up to intimidate me.
Although those four killers are on the same level as me, they are no match for Elder Qin Lan, so when they saw that the situation was not good, they all abandoned me and retreated."
"It's just that what I didn't expect was that they couldn't kill me, and they actually found out about you from nowhere, so they went out of their way to find you. This is really too much!"
As Duanmujie spoke, her voice was full of coldness and her fists were clenched tightly, "They really deserve to die!"
"Yes, so I have killed them, don't worry."
Hearing this, Yang Yi patted Duanmu Jie on the shoulder, grinned, and said, "They told me that you were dead, so I killed them all directly to avenge you."
After Duanmujie heard Yang Yi's words, she breathed a sigh of relief, and the cold look on her face softened slightly.
Fortunately, nothing happened to Yang Yi, otherwise, she would never forgive herself in her life.
"I almost thought you were really dead."
Yang Yi smiled again and said it as if he was joking. At the same time, a big stone quietly fell to the ground in his heart, and he felt relieved.
"How could it be possible? I am blessed with great fortune and will not die so easily."
Duanmujie just smiled, and then explained, "At that time, after Elder Qin Lan escorted me back to the family, the family found some medicine to treat my injuries, so you can see me standing alive and well today.
There’s nothing serious here anymore.”
"That's good."
Yang Yi nodded, and at the same time, an old woman in black slowly walked from the side of the ferry platform to the platform, holding a very ancient-looking horn in her hand, facing the audience
shouted.
"The sacrificial activities to the gods begin now!"
With that said, the old woman took the brunt and blew the horn in her hand. The horn made a dull roar, and the sound hit everyone's eardrums.
Outside the ferry at that time.
People from many families had already heard the sound of the horn blown by the old woman, so they all gathered not far from the ferry, looking up at the figure of the old woman, silently waiting for their next move.
In an environment where everyone was quiet, the sound of gongs and drums and the roar of the huge waves constantly hitting the steep rock walls seemed particularly clear.
The water of the Yangtze River continued to surge through the ferry and flow downstream. All that could be seen was that the turbulent water was dark, as if it was about to swallow people up.
At the same time, the local men from Hexia, dressed in strange clothes and with dark green oil paint on their faces, slowly walked onto the platform of the ferry. They all had red and black bongos tied around their waists and were moving in a regular manner.
The sound of the hammering makes people feel solemn and solemn after listening to it.
Most of the people present could hardly hear what they were chanting, but no one interrupted. Moreover, the medicinal properties of the pill that Feng Lao gave him had not been completely consumed, so I guess it was still there.
Slowly repairing his body, if Yang Yi's guess is correct, theoretically it can be fully restored.
This is really amazing.
What on earth did Feng Lao feed him? That it could play such a big role.
Thinking like this, Yang Yi couldn't help but look at Feng Chang who was standing not far away, but in the end, he chose not to say anything.
Some things should be discussed later when there are fewer people.
"So how are you preparing now?"
Seeing that Yang Yi's face was slowly getting better, Duanmujie felt relieved. Then he looked around and saw that there was really no one around, and then his face became serious.
asked.
There were too many things involved in the matter of worshiping gods. She couldn't see these people destroying the entire city just to snatch those things, so she had no choice but to let Yang Yi make this move.
Hearing this, Yang Yi also lowered his voice, nodded slightly, and said, "We are all ready. Jin Ran and the others are lying in ambush nearby. I had even planned to expose them just now, but I didn't expect Feng Lao to be in time."
They arrived and rescued me, so I didn't release the flare."
"Otherwise, I might have said something wrong in the situation just now, and I would have really lost my temper. I might actually have gone to see the Lord of Hell, or Feng Lao would have arrived in time." ??
Yang Yi smiled bitterly and said truthfully.
If Feng Lao hadn't arrived in time to save him, he would have already returned to the west before he could pull off his signal flare.
When Duanmujie heard this, he sighed helplessly and said, "Yeah, I really didn't expect Fulingzi to be so ruthless. He would put you to death regardless of your identity. Isn't he really afraid of you then?"
Does father want to take revenge on him? Or is he determined to kill you, even at the expense of the Fu family? "
"Who knows."
Yang Yi shook his head. He had to admit that Fulingzi was indeed very strong, but no matter how strong he was, he was suppressed by others. In front of Feng Chang, he still had to act like a quail. They said that a mountain is more powerful than a quail.
A mountain is high, that's what it means.
"By the way, those four killers told me about you before"
Suddenly thinking of the four killers he had killed before, Yang Yi frowned slightly and looked at Duanmu Jie, somewhat puzzled.
Because in the morning, Yang Yi was attacked by killers while he was on the street, and those killers kept saying that Duan Mujie was dead.
That's why Yang Yi killed him in anger at that time, but now Duanmujie was standing in front of him like this, which made Yang Yi a little curious as to what happened.
Why did the four killers clearly encounter Duanmujie, who was seriously injured at the time, but Duanmujie still appeared here unscathed?
"Is such that."
Looking at Yang Yi's doubtful eyes, Duanmujie sighed helplessly, and then slowly explained to Yang Yi.
"I came to see you before, and I did meet those four killers when I went back." "I was alone and weak at that time, and in my current state there was no way I could get involved with the other party, so I originally thought I would be completely defeated today."
"But what I didn't expect was that Elder Qin Lan at that time had been secretly protecting me to prevent me from being assassinated again. So when I was approached by the four killers, Elder Qin Lan immediately showed up to intimidate me.
Although those four killers are on the same level as me, they are no match for Elder Qin Lan, so when they saw that the situation was not good, they all abandoned me and retreated."
"It's just that what I didn't expect was that they couldn't kill me, and they actually found out about you from nowhere, so they went out of their way to find you. This is really too much!"
As Duanmujie spoke, her voice was full of coldness and her fists were clenched tightly, "They really deserve to die!"
"Yes, so I have killed them, don't worry."
Hearing this, Yang Yi patted Duanmu Jie on the shoulder, grinned, and said, "They told me that you were dead, so I killed them all directly to avenge you."
After Duanmujie heard Yang Yi's words, she breathed a sigh of relief, and the cold look on her face softened slightly.
Fortunately, nothing happened to Yang Yi, otherwise, she would never forgive herself in her life.
"I almost thought you were really dead."
Yang Yi smiled again and said it as if he was joking. At the same time, a big stone quietly fell to the ground in his heart, and he felt relieved.
"How could it be possible? I am blessed with great fortune and will not die so easily."
Duanmujie just smiled, and then explained, "At that time, after Elder Qin Lan escorted me back to the family, the family found some medicine to treat my injuries, so you can see me standing alive and well today.
There’s nothing serious here anymore.”
"That's good."
Yang Yi nodded, and at the same time, an old woman in black slowly walked from the side of the ferry platform to the platform, holding a very ancient-looking horn in her hand, facing the audience
shouted.
"The sacrificial activities to the gods begin now!"
With that said, the old woman took the brunt and blew the horn in her hand. The horn made a dull roar, and the sound hit everyone's eardrums.
Outside the ferry at that time.
People from many families had already heard the sound of the horn blown by the old woman, so they all gathered not far from the ferry, looking up at the figure of the old woman, silently waiting for their next move.
In an environment where everyone was quiet, the sound of gongs and drums and the roar of the huge waves constantly hitting the steep rock walls seemed particularly clear.
The water of the Yangtze River continued to surge through the ferry and flow downstream. All that could be seen was that the turbulent water was dark, as if it was about to swallow people up.
At the same time, the local men from Hexia, dressed in strange clothes and with dark green oil paint on their faces, slowly walked onto the platform of the ferry. They all had red and black bongos tied around their waists and were moving in a regular manner.
The sound of the hammering makes people feel solemn and solemn after listening to it.
Most of the people present could hardly hear what they were chanting, but no one interrupted.
