Martial God of Myriad Realms Chapter 57: Yulian Fei
Liu Feiyang led Yang Zhong to the gate, and the moment the gate opened, the storm poured in, making both of them unsteady.
People are iron rice or steel. Naturally they wouldn’t be like this when they were full, but now they are so hungry that they are dizzy, and even martial masters don’t have much energy.
Liu Feiyang looked at Yang Zhong's state and knew that the other party was still not full. Although a steamed bun would have some physical strength, how many days of hunger could not be solved by a steamed bun.
He looked inside the cell, and some people hid a little, and immediately yelled at him.
"As the 16th generation head of the Xiaoyao faction, I order you to hand over all the food." Although Liu Feiyang's voice was small, it spread throughout the cell, which shows that behind his skill, if he is full Drink enough that must be a strong generation.
Yang Zhong looked at Liu Feiyang's demeanor, and also faintly felt how he looked like when he was in the midst of the storm. Yang Zhong knew that Liu Feiyang's identity in the Xiaoyao faction was very special, but he did not expect to be the head.
Although seventy years have passed, these apprentices are still obedient. They walked over silently one by one, placing the food in their hands under Liu Feiyang's feet.
one, two......
Although everyone does not have much food, dozens of people add up to a pile.
Looking at the pile of food on the ground, Yang Zhong was also a little moved. This is where the unity of the martial arts lies!
"Eat!" Liu Feiyang commanded Yang Zhong.
"Yeah!" Yang Zhong picked up a piece of food and chewed it in the rain.
"Hahaha, I have the style of my past!" Liu Feiyang said, flew out and disappeared in front of Yang Zhong.
Yang Zhong was taken aback, "Where did it go."
Yang Chong took three bites and took two bites of the food, lying at the gate and looking outside.
I saw Liu Feiyang look like a ghost in the night, and his figure walked and walked freely on the cliffs, like walking on the ground, and seeing him suddenly hoped.
"It's great, if you learn this light work, can you still worry about it!" Yang Zhongxin was overjoyed and immediately looked at it intently.
Inside the jail door, a large group of old guys from the Xiaoyao faction also gathered together, and there was a lot of discussion and advice.
"Is the boss going to teach this kid "Yulian Fei"? That's the best light skill of my Xiaoyao School!"
"It's great, the head has finally found the successor of the peerless light skill "Jade Lotus Flying"!"
"Yeah, we old guys won't live long if they go out. If this kid can go out, he can do something, maybe he can avenge my uncles!"
"Hmph, I can avenge the avengers of the Xiaoyao faction, I am willing to die now!"
"It's just that the poison on the head..."
……
Everyone was talking about it. Yang Zhong lay at the door and only heard the three words Yulianfei, thinking that this name is really **** bad, like a woman's name.
Looking at Liu Feiyang's figure in the wind and rain, there is really a bit of daughter's coy manner, it is hard to say that this light work was created by a woman.
"Huh!" Liu Feiyang brought a shower of rain and returned to the room.
"Did you see clearly?" Liu Feiyang looked at Yang Zhong expectantly.
"Look at it clearly!" Yang nodded in focus. If it were his previous self, this kind of light work would probably take one or two years to learn, but now he has practiced the martial arts technique, plus the experience on the fourth floor of the martial arts tower. , Who is already a mind-bogged person, has long remembered this "Jade Lotus Flying" by heart.
Liu Feiyang was slightly surprised, but he chose to believe in Yang Zhong, "Then you can try it now."
Liu Feiyang pointed to a row of protrusions three inches wide at the gate. They could only stand on one foot. Practice here is extremely dangerous. If you are careful, you will fall to pieces.
But Yang Zhong was not afraid, and resolutely stepped onto the three-inch wide boulder, and walked the pace of Liu Feiyang step by step.
"Well, not bad! Not bad!" Seeing Yang Zhong's steady steps, Liu Feiyang nodded happily.
Yang Zhong’s aptitude would be considered one of the best if it were placed in the Xiaoyao faction who was born in large numbers of geniuses.
"How am I going." Yang Zhong walked back, his heartbeat quickened with an excited expression on his face.
Although he remembers the pace very clearly, and he has a steady pace when he is full, but in this dark night, it is windy and rainy, and there are ferocious strange birds in the sky yelling, and you will fall if you are not careful. Go straight down and die.
"Okay, eat something, I'll pass on your heart formula!" Liu Feiyang spotted a strange bird, stepped on Yulian Fei and rushed out, only to hear a scream and he caught the strange bird in his hand. .
There was a fire in the cell. Naturally, it was necessary to roast the strange bird to eat, and it would be cooked in a short time.
The prisoners slobbered, but Yang Zhong was the only one to eat there. Although he felt very uncomfortable, Yang Zhong cruelly ate the meat alone when he thought of having to go out.
"Hehe, good! Good!" Liu Feiyang said two good words in succession. Now he values Yang as his own disciple, and the other party feels very good eating alone.
"Wow!" Liu Feiyang vomited a puff of blood and sprayed it directly on the half of Yang Zhong's unfinished chicken.
"Ah! Senior!" Yang Zhong ignored the contaminated muscles and directly supported Liu Feiyang.
"The poison of the boss finally broke out."
"Unexpectedly, Liu Kunyuan planted the poison of the seven-chassis flower, in order to prevent the leader from performing his gongs for a lifetime. Once he works, he will surely die."
"I hope Yang Zhong will not let down the master's painstaking efforts."
"Yes, the headmaster knew he was going to die, and he also taught this kid martial arts. Tsk tsk, you deserve to be the sixteenth generation head of the Xiaoyao School!"
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Listening to everyone's discussion, Yang Zhong understood everything in an instant, feeling guilty in his heart.
"Senior, it's all my fault!" Yang Zhong felt uncomfortable and tears burst into his eyes.
"Also called Senior?" Liu Feiyang glanced at Yang Zhong with his bright eyes open. It looked energetic, but it was a sign of rebirth.
"Call the master~IndoMTL.com~this fool."
"Hey, even the master can't call it."
...The prisoners looked at Yang Zhong sadly.
"Master!" Yang Da called out loudly.
"Hehe." Liu Feiyang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then pushed Yang Zhong away and sat by the fire.
"There is not much time to be a teacher now, and there is no way to pass on your Yulianfei's mental formula." Liu Feiyang then peeled away a pile of withered grass in the corner, and took out a well-preserved long strip box from it. Come.
"Open it." Liu Feiyang handed the box to Yang Zhong, motioning him to open it.
"Hmm!" Yang Zhong gritted his teeth, resisting the sadness in his heart, and quickly opened the box. He knew that the master had run out of time, so he had to speed.
"This is." Yang Zhong opened it and saw it turned out to be a roll of white paper.
"Open it." Liu Feiyang said again, "Cough! Cough!..." A large mouthful of dirty blood sprayed out, almost sprayed on the white paper, and Yang Zhong quickly avoided his eyes and hands.
"Yeah!" Yang Zhong quickly opened the paper. When he saw the bottom of the painting, he seemed to have a sense of deja vu.
"This is... the painting of Hanyuemen Library..." When Yang Zhong opened this painting, he was instantly stunned. He didn't expect this thing from the master to be exactly the same as the painting of Hanyuemen.
"She's Yulianfei, haha." Liu Feiyang showed a happy smile on his face. It seemed that he had returned to the day when she first met with her younger sister. Yulianfei was created by her younger sister, so Liu Feiyang used it as her younger sister. Named after.