She Shocks The Whole World After Retirement

Donoul made it all the way to the last city, and his iron-clad body would feel exhausted.

Sitting down next to Sheng Xiao, Donor stared at the jumping sparks and suddenly asked Sheng Xiao: "Do you have any wine?"

Sheng Xiao said: "No."

Donore curled his lips, "You're lying to me again. You hesitated just now. You must have alcohol on you."

Sheng Xiao was silent for a moment, then reluctantly took out a pot of green plum wine. However, he did not give the wine to Donoir. Instead, he patted Yu Huang's shoulder gently, lowered his head and asked her, "Would you like some green plum wine to warm yourself up?"

Only then did Yu Huang sit up from Sheng Xiao's arms. Thinking of her poor wine, she still resisted the temptation. "No." She was afraid that if she got drunk, she would make a fool of herself later.

Making a fool of yourself in the Doomsday Battlefield is equivalent to making a fool of yourself in front of the contestants in the three thousand worlds.

Yu Huang wants face.

"Okay." Sheng Xiao took out a cup and poured himself a cup.

Donor stared at Yu Huang's face and found that Yu Huang had lived in the Doomsday battlefield for many days, and his face was still white and rosy, so tender that you could pinch water out of it, so he became curious. "Beauty Yuhuang, what kind of skin care products are you using? The sunscreen effect is great."

The temperature in the Bright Sea is mild all year round, and the sunshine is warm, which is far less vicious than the harsh environment in the Doomsday Battlefield. Donor was used to the sunshine on the other side of the Sea of ​​Light. After entering the Doomsday battlefield, his tender face was sunburned and a layer of skin seemed to have peeled off on his nose.

Prince Dornor, who was always noble and handsome, looked a bit like a refugee wallowing in the mire today.

Yu Huang told the truth: "Maybe it's because I practiced the Spirit Purification Technique."

Donor's grandma is also a spiritual purifier. His grandmother's skin is very smooth and white. Donor clicked his tongue twice and said with envy: "The spiritual purifier is really good."

Sheng Xiao raised the remaining half of the bottle of wine and placed it in front of Donor's eyes, blocking Donor's gaze from Yu Huang. "for you."

Donor's attention was taken away by the bottle of wine.

He took a sip and immediately made a tut-tsk sound with enjoyment, "Is this brewed by Lingci? I've heard about it a long time ago that Mrs. Sheng brewed such good wine. In the world of cultivation, everyone thought they could get Mrs. Sheng's hand-brewed wine. The green plum wine is the glory.”

Sheng Xiao hummed.

Donor thought of Mrs. Sheng's identity as a god and demon. He approached Sheng Xiao and asked in a low voice, "Which world does Ling Ci come from?"

He had heard about the love story of Sheng Xiao's parents. It was said that Mrs. Sheng was a woman brought back from the upper world by Sheng Lingfeng, but he didn't know which world she was from.

Sheng Xiao said: "The Monster Continent."

"No wonder. Hey, it's strange to say that I met contestants from several worlds along the way. I found that the language of our Holy Spirit Continent is quite similar to the language of Monster Beast Continent. Do you think we were the same people thousands of years ago? An ancestor?"

What Donuoer could discover, Sheng Xiao naturally also discovered it. He said: "The history of the Holy Spirit Continent is very short. Maybe our ancestors migrated from the Demonic Beast Continent." Otherwise, this matter cannot be explained.

"It's really possible."

Donor was just about to brag to Sheng Xiao about his amazing performance when he heard a rapid sound breaking through the air. Sensing that the energy fluctuations of the arrival were very domineering, Donoer's expression suddenly became serious, and he said in a deep voice: "Someone is here again."

And Sheng Xiao and Yu Huang had already sensed the approach of that force.

The three of them subconsciously looked back at the dark sky behind them, and saw a black shadow flying from the distant sky. The man landed directly on the grassland closest to the city wall.

The position where he stood was facing Yu Huang and the others.

The visitor seemed to be a young man. He was wearing a zippered turtleneck sweater and a knitted hat, covering his short curly hair that fell past his ears. His body was covered with a layer of water mist enchantment, and his appearance was shrouded by the water mist enchantment, so Yu Huang couldn't see the young man's true appearance at all.

The young man stood proudly on the grassland, looking up slightly at the gatekeeper on the city wall. His superior jawline made him look aloof.

There was a sea of ​​people outside the city wall. He stood at the head of thousands of beast masters. He was obviously not tall, but no one could ignore his presence.

Yu Huang was weak in cultivation and could not clearly see his strength, but he could feel the vague pressure that was being released from him. Even though the force was weak, it still made Yu Huang's chest feel tight.

"Grandmaster late stage." Sheng Xiao said.

Hearing this, Yu Huang and Donoer's eyes suddenly widened.

"You said that guy is a late-stage master?" When Donor asked this question, his mouth felt dry.

Sheng Xiao nodded, "Probably."

Donor pinched his thigh hard, grinning in pain, and his handsome face became funny. "His uncle, what kind of monsters are these!" He obviously looks about the same age as them, but why are their cultivations so incredible?

"Is he thirty?" Staring at the man's proud figure, Yu Huang couldn't help but ask.

In the world of cultivation, beast masters are generally young. Sheng Xiao is not sure how old the young man in front is. But he said: "This man's cultivation is ridiculously strong. No one who can participate in the World Championship is over 50 years old. Even if he is 49 years old this year, he is still a very powerful guy."

"yes."

Not only Yu Huang and the other three were talking about the young man in the sweatshirt, but the contestants sitting outside the city and resting were also talking about each other.

Everyone comes from different worlds, and each world has a different language. Yu Huang heard the noisy discussions in his ears, but could not understand a word. But judging from the enthusiasm with which these contestants talk about each other, the other party should be a big shot.

The defenders on the city wall all stood up at some point.

They stared at the man below who exuded a cold, arrogant and strange aura, their eyes filled with fear.

Suddenly, the man moved.

I saw his right hand gently swiping from the space bracelet on his wrist, and a forest-white long sword appeared in his hand.

As soon as he saw the long sword, the area around the city suddenly became silent.

Because of the barrier covering it, Yu Huang and other contestants from the small world could not see clearly the appearance of the long sword in the opponent's hand. However, Yu Huang stared at the long sword covered by the ice and snow barrier, but from inside the long sword I noticed a majestic and thick air of death and resentment.

Yu Huang frowned slightly, her intuition telling her that the opponent's weapon was a little weird.

In the silence, the man spoke.

"Ye Qingyang, the master beast master of Canglang Continent, comes to challenge the city defenders!" The man's voice sounded very harsh, like a sharp dagger sliding across the hard ice, which made people feel uncomfortable all over their bones.

After saying this, the man named Ye Qingyang showed a faint smile to the city defender above.

Seeing the smile on Ye Qingyang's lips, the city defender's expression turned ugly.

On this last city, there are a total of twenty city defenders with Grandmaster cultivation. The weakest among them are in the middle stage of Grandmaster, and the strongest are in the late stage of Grandmaster. Logically speaking, they should not be afraid of each other's challenges.

But the fact is that when the city defenders heard what Ye Qingyang said, no one dared to take the initiative to fight.

The faint smile on Ye Qingyang's mouth suddenly widened a little. "Why, no one dares to challenge?"

City defenders, you look at me, and I look at you. Finally, a city defender with a late-stage master training standing on the far right side of the team stood up. The man nodded to Ye Qingyang and said, "Grandmaster city guard Qiu Cheng, come to fight."

Seeing that someone was finally willing to fight, Qingyang laughed softly that night. He held the hilt of the sword in his right hand and held a sword flower. When the sword stopped in front of him, his smiling expression turned into a serious one in an instant. stand up. "Fight!"

Ye Qingyang stood on the same spot, without moving his feet, and only gently threw the forest-white sword into the sky.

The scabbard was peeled off by the spiritual power, drawing an arc in the night sky.

The scabbard fell and floated motionless behind Ye Qingyang. The sword blade that was thrown into the deep air also fell rapidly and stopped steadily in front of Ye Qingyang. Ye Qingyang kneaded the secrets with both hands and murmured in a low voice: "The evil ghost appears! The living is dead!"

"Woooooo~"

The white sword blade suddenly trembled crazily, and bursts of shrill and unwilling cries came from the sword blade.

Ye Qingyang suddenly pushed his palm towards the sword blade, and in an instant, hundreds of miserable corpses emerged from the sword blade. When those hundred ghosts appeared in the world, the cries in heaven and earth became even more sad.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Let us go!"

"Uuuuuuuuah, we know our mistake!"

"Let us go!"

Hundreds of ghosts knelt in front of Ye Qingyang and begged for mercy, crying while begging. They didn't look like dead souls, but like living people. The beast masters who were watching the battle felt very frightened when they saw this scene.

Who is this person!

That night Qingyang sneered and slapped the sword blade hard. All the ghosts suddenly stopped crying, and they all turned to look at the city defender. In an instant, the hundred ghosts seemed to have found their most hated enemy in life, and they attacked each other in unison.

The city guard looked at Ye Qingyang as if he wanted to cry.

Facing Ye Qingyang's attack, the city defender had no power to fight back. He could only take out the protective shield immediately and grit his teeth with the protective shield.

He only lasted less than two minutes before the protective shield was broken by Hyakki.

Hundreds of ghosts poured into the body of the city defender. The city defender immediately held his head and knelt down and screamed in pain. His screams were heart-rending and amplified infinitely in this quiet and dark night. Donor's back was heard screaming. Cold, numb scalp.

Ye Qingyang inserted the sword blade into the scabbard, stared at the other city defenders with indifferent eyes, and asked expressionlessly: "Am I considered to have passed the level?"

The city defenders looked at him angrily but did not dare to speak. In the end, they all tacitly made way for Ye Qingyang.

Ye Qingyang held the sword and flew into the city wall.

As soon as Ye Qingyang left, the management staff quickly appeared and dragged the howling city defender away for treatment.

After watching the staff take away the city defenders, Yu Huang suddenly heard several contestants from Monster Beast Continent communicating in low voices——

"Ye Qingyang actually participated in this World Championship. With him here, this battle for the Thousand Masters Ranking will probably be bloody."

"This is a competition for beast masters, what is he doing here as a ghost cultivator!"

"Don't say that. Before Qingyang was tricked that night, he was a righteous monk who punished evil and promoted good. He became like this because of fate."

"Hey, I wonder what Jing Jia's reaction will be when she sees Ye Qingyang."

"What kind of reaction can there be? It must be shameless. I heard that when Ye Qingyang was slandered and framed by others, and had no choice but to go to the Jing family for help, Jing Jiaren didn't even look at him. He was told to turn him away.”

"Now that Ye Qingyang has practiced the ghost way and has become the master of all ghosts, can he give Jing Jia a good look?"

Sheng Xiao suddenly covered Yu Huang's eyes with his hands, "Close your eyes, go to sleep, and stop listening to gossip." As he said that, he pressed Yu Huang into his arms and covered Yu Huang's shoulders and heels with his coat. head.

Yu Huang hid in Sheng Xiao's coat. She suddenly asked Sheng Xiao: "Have you met a Grandmaster contestant named Jing Jiaren?"

Sheng Xiao hummed softly.

"She seems very strong."

Sheng Xiao said in a cold tone: "Better than me."

Yu Huang was also a little sleepy. He had been injured and bled too much and was not in good spirits. Now he was sleeping in Sheng Xiao's arms, smelling his unique scent on Sheng Xiao's coat, and fell asleep quickly.

Sheng Xiao remained in that sitting position and did not move. After confirming that Yu Huang was asleep, he pulled open his coat to allow Yu Huang to breathe.

Beside him, Donor was so sleepy that he fell asleep on Sheng Xiao's shoulder. After falling asleep, the wings behind his back were folded up.

At this moment, all the conflicts between them were hidden. They were just three humble country bumpkins from a small world.

When going out, country bumpkins have to huddle together to stay warm.