The person who took out Yi Daoping's head was Ding Wen. His move immediately caused an uproar. Some people guessed who this guy was, and some people guessed what he was going to do.
The members of the Wei family became stunned after seeing this scene in the crowd. They knew who each of them was holding Yi Daoping's head.
"Why did the storyteller help Ren Xiaoyao? Do they know each other?"
But the following Ren Xiaoyao's words broke their thoughts.
"Who are you? Why did you come here?" Ren Xiaoyao stared at Ding Wen. Through what the people around him said, he already knew that the owner of the head was Ren Xiaoyao he was going to kill.
"My name is Ding Wen, and I am called a storyteller. I want to follow you and become the recorder of your history. I killed Yi Daoping to prove my determination." Ding Wen calmly looked at Ren Xiaoyao.
Ding Wen's words made everyone around him silent, looking at Ding Wen dullly.
"Is this kid a brain-dead? He actually said such things at this time."
The mouths of the Wei family and the other stars in the Central Zone could be stuffed into a watermelon. The first thing they felt was that they had misheard, that the almost invincible person of the same rank would become a follower! What planet joke!
Ren Xiaoyao was also thundered, and the storyteller turned out to be my follower, "Could it be that the kid's head was squeezed by the door? Or is there a conspiracy?"
Ren Xiaoyao didn't say what he was thinking, otherwise Ding Wen would have to vomit blood out of anger. Faced with the pressure of tens of thousands of people, he would scold himself for being squeezed by the door!
Ding Wen saw Ren Xiaoyao's doubts about him, pointed his finger at his eyebrows, a drop of blood overflowed, and respectfully said: "This is my life and blood. As long as you burn your spiritual consciousness, you can control my life and death at any time. "
The people who saw this scene were stunned, this guy was actually playing it! I thought this guy designed a strategy!
Ren Xiaoyao and Ding Wen looked at each other for a few seconds. Ren Xiaoyao squinted and asked, "Why are you following me?"
"Because I feel that you are different from others, I feel that you can stand higher." Ding Wen responded seriously.
"Haha! So you think so too!" Ren Xiaoyao laughed happily.
"Does anyone have the same idea as me?" Ding Wen had a strange look in his eyes.
"I think so too! Haha!"
"..."
Ding Ping was speechless with everyone.
At this moment, there was a loud shout in the sky.
"Ren Xiaoyao! You killed my junior, I want revenge!" This voice seemed to be a fuse, and other people shouted.
"You killed my brother, I want revenge!"
"You killed my wife, I want revenge!"
"More than a hundred people in my family were killed by this beast! I want revenge!"
They were all shouting, Ren Xiaoyao ignored them, these people were just looking for a reason, so they would have a reason to do it.
"Since you really take refuge in me, I won't control you, so I will take you as a follower." Ren Xiaoyao said to Ding Wen with a smile.
"Thank Young Master." Ding Wen held a fist and thanked respectfully, as he did not mistake this Young Master.
"By the way, do you have a way to escape?" Ren Xiaoyao asked, knowing that Ding Wen was going to kill Yi Daoping and he would not come.
"No." Ding Wen said without hesitation, eyes are so clear, but in Ren Xiaoyao's eyes are so annoying, your uncle! Why are you here if you can't escape! Give it away! He hates his teammates giving away heads!
"Hey, it seems that you still have to rely on this young master." Ren Xiaoyao shook his head helplessly. Then, he began to mobilize the black blood in his body, and his blood began to roll.
"What a strong blood!" Ding Wen's pupils shrank after seeing this scene, and he instantly understood what Ren Xiaoyao was going to do.
The cultivators around who were still in the air were still saying that their brother or brother was dead, and suddenly they felt something, and stopped to look towards the sky.
"Damn! Which grandson breaks through the heaven at this time and finds out and kills!" A monk cursed, and the others cursed around and looked for the person to break through. Didn't you see that they were about to kill? Isn't breaking through at this time looking for death
But when they locked on the person who was going to break through, no one spoke, and one by one became sluggish.
He wants to break through again!
Now they regret it. They knew they had gone directly to kill him and missed a chance to kill him, but they didn’t know that Ren Xiaoyao was always on guard. He would break through as soon as they calculated their first attack. No matter what, He won't give them a chance.
Some monks have become difficult. It seems that most of these are the monks of the Triple Heaven. They are dead men. They could have gone up and died with him, but they thought they could kill him and didn't do it directly. Although they were dead men, But it's not that they don't cherish their lives. They will choose to die together when they are not hostile.
"Made!" Tens of thousands of monks cursed and began to retreat frantically. They had heard of the previous things, and Ren Xiaoyao used the speed of Thunder Tribulation to quickly kill several monks in the Triple Heaven.
The farther you go now, the better, and it will be miserable if you are targeted.
The people who had been crushed in the dark disappeared instantly.
"Hey, I wanted to use this trick in the game. I was wasting it here." Ren Xiaoyao said helplessly, and then said to Ding Wen next to him: "You also leave quickly, pay attention to safety, there is still an hour. It can be spread out."
"I know, Young Master pay attention to safety." Ding Wen showed a big smile, he knew that as long as he was with Young Master, all the dangers would be solved. This time he was considered a dead end, and this game was broken. Up.
Ding Wen left quickly. He knew that it was impossible for him to help the master here. All he had to do was to trust the master and record all this.
Ding Wen ran to the distance, stopped and took out a blank notebook, took out a pen, and began to record, "In March of the Martial Artist's Years of 4, 765, Young Master and Tianyu City broke through the physical training, once again inciting Heavenly Tribulation, Retire tens of thousands of monks..."
Everyone who stands at the top has a legendary history, but for many reasons, few people can remember what they have experienced, and they don’t even bother to tell those stories when they stand at the top. Now what Ding Wen has to do is Recording the history of Ren Xiaoyao's growth, he is to correct his own way, this is his way! ,
Who dares to say that there is no such way for Three Thousand Avenue!
Three thousand avenues, three represents not just three, three represents a lot of meaning, and can also represent infinity!
"Huh? No, why this time the clouds are black when they float over, and it seems that the pressure is even greater." Ren Xiaoyao looked at the floating black clouds in confusion, and was puzzled.