At this point, the blond man suddenly let out a scream and fell over.
At the same time, the fourth person in the third row from the left, and the two leftmost people in the last row screamed and fell down one after another, and there was no more sound.
"After a hundred years of hard work, I can only achieve this size. How can I die!"
Xu Yi sighed, and looked at Qing Mingzi helplessly, "Why, no?"
"Yes, next time!"
Qing Mingzi lowered his eyebrows and looked down, took the knife and fork, walked to the sweet-scented osmanthus vinegar fish, carefully cut and peeled the rainflakes, and shaved off the thin thorns that were as crystal as snow, and instantly, his eyes were red.
"The golden monk, with a little eyesight, didn't realize that the soup in the pot was about to dry up, so quickly put out the fire and serve me the soup."
Xu Yi pointed at the Golden Light Buddha who was rushing the most, and said in a bad mood.
The Golden Light Buddha took a long breath, "Mr. Xu, the poor monk is the silver machine of the Pope of the Heavenly Buddha Kingdom. There is a misunderstanding between the Heavenly Buddha Kingdom and the Dayue Kingdom. The poor monk thinks..."
Xu Yi rolled his eyes, "What's the misunderstanding, what's the rambling, you can't fill this soup, okay, replace it!"
"I am Sheng!"
The silver machine jumped up, took the soup bowl, quickly extinguished the fire, and scooped up two full bowls.
"You are wise!"
Xu Yi glanced at him, "Go over and get some vegetables for my little sister."
The silver machine quickly picked up the chopsticks and began to serve the dishes.
"Don't stand still, use your eyesight. When it's time to pass the food, to pour the wine, I don't keep idle people here. If you think you can stand safely, just poke there."
Xu Yi said in a cold voice.
As soon as the voice fell, dozens of people started to move, some were deboning, some were slicing, some were passing vegetables, and some were lighting...
What dignity, what status, what peerless demeanor, all turned into powder in the face of this unreasonable and merciless killing.
When living has become a luxury, how many people can take dignity into account.
What's more, those who value righteousness and despise life have already died on the spot.
After a hundred years of penance, no one wants to die silently like this.
No matter how much grievance, no matter how unbearable humiliation, there is only one who should suffer.
Millions of people watched, and more than forty soul-sensing ancestors served the most luxurious banquet in this world. Xu Yi, who had always been a big feast, ate in a rare and slow manner for half an hour.
Xu Yi discarded his chopsticks, took a sip of the freshly brewed tea from Master Lianhua, "The taste is a bit bland."
"I re-soak!"
The beautiful woman in white who was known for her arrogance returned a touching smile and was about to come to pick up the teacup in Xu Yi's hand.
"Go ahead and drink."
Xu Yi waved Master Lianhua back, and asked Yan Zi with a smile, "Xiao Yan, what's the matter, the meal is very satisfying, if you are not satisfied, you can make up for it, anyway, these people are willing to serve you." The audience, "Should it be like this?"
"That's right, that's right."
"Miss Yan is very beautiful, she is really easy to get along with."
"It's hard for us to get together here, thanks to Mr. Xu's blessing."
"..."
A group of patriarchs who hadn't flattered for many years tried their best to flatter their clumsy, left and right faces and threw them on the ground.
"Okay, after eating, it's time to digest. I have a little trouble here. Please help me to solve it."
As he spoke, Xu Yi took out a piece of paper from his cuff and covered it on the table, "See if we can solve it. Let's go, Xiaoyan, find a quiet place."
Immediately, Xu Yi grabbed Yan Zi and ascended to the sky.
Seeing him coming, the people in mid-air dispersed, and in an instant, the mountains and plains, the sky and the earth, shouted at the same time, "Da Yue's myth is invincible in the world!"
"Dayue myth, invincible in the world!"
"..."
The drinking sound was repeated dozens of times, and the sound shook hundreds of miles.
Xu Yifang went, and the soul-sensing ancestors took the paper, and disappeared without a trace like flying fire and meteors.
In an instant, a group of soul-sensing ancestors appeared on a viewing platform at the peak of the imperial city hundreds of miles away.
"Everyone has read the text on the paper, how to comment."
A middle-aged man in Taoist robe said coldly.
"Why, apart from following the instructions, you, Yang Yanzi, have other tricks?"
Master Lianhua's pretty face is frosty, and there is no trace of tenderness.
The middle-aged man in the Taoist robe said coldly, "Don't mention the excessive demands on this paper, just today's humiliation, how can you bear it?"
"So what if you can't bear it. I didn't see you, Yang Yanzi, angrily resisting the violence before. If you want to plot any conspiracy, you go."
Qing Mingzi's voice was as cold as iron, he wished he could wipe out his previous memories, and he hated people mentioning it, but Yang Yanzi mentioned it.
"Those who have no courage, escape into the wilderness quickly."
Yang Yanzi said coldly.
"Is it useful to escape into the wilderness?"
A strange sound resounded in the altar of all people at the same time.
Everyone in the audience jumped up at the same time as if they had been struck by a thunderbolt.
"Yang Yanzi, it seems that you have a lot of ideas, it's not good to worry too much, die."
At the same time, the voice sounded in the altar of all people, and suddenly, Yang Yanzi screamed and died.
Such an unpredictable method completely defeated everyone's last line of psychological defense, and at the same time they cupped their hands and said to the sky, "Sir, you must obey."
... ... ...
Dayue Imperial City, Tai Chi Hall.
This Taiji Hall was newly built after the Battle of the Imperial Field, to celebrate the new emperor's ascension to the throne, it is extremely magnificent and gorgeous.
Xu Yi'an was sitting on the nine-claw golden dragon chair in the middle, squinting his eyes, but when he heard a cry of "嘎", Rui Duck rushed in, and cursed from a distance, "Well, the surname is Xu, the daughter-in-law is married, and the matchmaker threw it away." The wall, your uncle's, I don't wear it with you..."
Before the word "天" fell, a red fruit was thrown straight at Rui Ya.
Rui Ya was overjoyed, took the fruit and ate it, not caring about scolding Xu Yi.
After swallowing a piece of fruit, Rui Duck quacked and jumped onto Xu Yi's shoulder, pointing at Yan Zi who was sitting cross-legged, and said, "How did you do that?"
At this moment, Yan Zi's hair is full of hair, all of which have disappeared, and his original brown hair has recovered, and the wrinkles all over the face are gone, but the facial skin is still a bit sagging, but it no longer looks old.
"I understand now, precious medicines, these precious medicines, oh my god, how many precious medicines did you use to replenish this silly girl's life force."
Rui Ya is extremely clever, and he guessed the key point in an instant, and fluttered around with his wings raised.
He guessed right, Yan Zi's restoration to this appearance was the result of Xu Yi's accumulation of thousands of precious medicines.
At that time, on the note paper he left for the soul-sensing patriarchs, it was recorded the task assigned to the soul-sensing ancestors, asking them to search for the precious medicine on their behalf.
Limited to 1,000 pieces per person.
The purpose is very clear, it is to replenish Yan Zi's source of life.
At that time, his source of life was exhausted, and he relied on the precious medicine to persist for a period of time.
He didn't expect to rely on the precious medicine to restore Yan Zi's recovery, at least to help Yan Zi hang her life a little longer.