Of course Pan Yang knew what the God was referring to, he slowly bent down, bowed deeply to the God, and then said: "Although Tianji Guimou never participates in the power struggle, Tianji Guimou is still the Tianji Guimou of the world. , When you walk in the world, you must do something. Even if you don’t compete for fame and wealth, you will inevitably be involved in it, so Tianji and Guimou will never work for a certain force, they will just follow the trend and help themselves. "
"Help me?" God hummed and repeated. His eyes under the mask were full of murderous intent, and he asked coldly: "What do you need?"
"The fate of heaven and ghosts is to escape from the human world, to be lost in the underworld, to travel in Yin and Yang, not loyal to people, not loyal to power, live according to the hexagram, and die according to the hexagram." Pan Yang bowed in front and spoke behind, He leaned over and responded. Although he seemed calm and forceful as usual, he actually responded to the god forcefully, but his tone was more acceptable.
"So, are you determined to be an enemy of me? Are you really not afraid of death?" The God naturally understood the meaning of Pan Yang's words, and stared at Pan Yang with a fierce look in his eyes, with murderous intent in his eyes. Xian, that intimidation really sends chills down the spine.
Pan Yang had a handful of cold sweat in his hands, but he didn't show it at all. He just smiled and said: "Who is really not afraid of death? It's just...God asked me to die on the third watch, how can I survive the fifth watch? "
The god snorted softly: "It's good that you know! Then I'm asking you once, are you loyal to me?"
Being able to ask the gods a second time is enough to show the importance of the secrets and conspiracy in the hearts of the gods. It can also show that the gods value Pan Yang. This is a rare treatment and can be regarded as an honor. However, this is not for Pan Yang. In other words, it is a matter of fate.
Pan Yang's life and death only depended on the God's thoughts. If he didn't nod, the consequences would be unimaginable. If he agreed, of course his life would be safe and he would become rich and powerful. For Pan Yang, it would be a hundred benefits and no harm. But if If he agrees, the "secret and conspiracy" will no longer exist, and he will be unable to face his master after his death.
After some consideration, Pan Yang slowly knelt down, kowtowed, then raised his head and said: "I am so loved by the gods, Pan Yang is so flattered and grateful. If Pan Yang had not had this fate, he would have followed the gods and bowed often before he died. It’s just that... Pan Yang can’t break the master’s rules and doesn’t dare to disobey the master’s instructions.”
The god looked coldly, his murderous intention was revealed, and he said angrily: "What are the rules of the master, what are the secrets and tricks, they are just lies. The only people you can see after death are ghosts. The human world is insignificant. There is no afterlife. There is only this life. This life." What is lost is lost forever.”
With the wrath of the thunder, there was silence in the main hall, everyone was trembling and did not dare to speak.
Although Pan Yang had been mentally prepared before coming, he still felt a chill down his back and was shocked in his heart. However, he did not dare to show his emotions and only said calmly: "Pan Yang has failed to express the love of God, please forgive God!"
A murderous aura filled the air. The god was sitting on a golden chair, dozens of feet away from Pan Yang. He could see a strong internal force condensing in his right hand. The blue-purple true energy appeared in the palm of his hand, like a gust of wind, a wave of Ruoyuuowuo's power, like rushing thunder and lightning, grabbed Tianji Guimou's neck from the palm of the god.
The god was so angry that everyone was shocked. Pan Yang naturally did not dare to resist. He was strangled by the force of his neck. With the force, he was slowly picked up and hung in the air.
"Who dares to betray me?" God asked in a low voice through gritted teeth, his tone seemed to be full of hatred, and the murderous look in his eyes was getting thicker, and there was indeed murderous intention: "Since you are so ignorant of praise, it seems that you are really not afraid of death."
Pan Yang can be regarded as a super master in Kung Fu, but under the imprisonment of the God's power, he dare not move and cannot move. He can only say in pain: "Pan Yang will never dare to violate the God's order. It is only the destiny of Pan Yang." Yang can’t be violated!”
The God snorted coldly and said: "Destiny? Huh, so what? Your life is in my hands. If I let you live, you can live. If I want you to die, you must die. This is your destiny. !”
"Everyone is destined to die. If I can die in the hands of God, I will never owe anything in this life!" Pan Yang said with difficulty, closed his eyes, and waited for God's judgment.
"Hmph! Want to beg for pleasure? Then I want to let you see that destiny is only in the hands of the strong. What you call destiny is just my chess game. I have the final say in everything." The look in the god's eyes The murderous aura subsided, the anger was burning, and a burst of energy fell from the claw-like right hand.
"boom--"
With a loud sound, Pan Yang fell hard to the floor of the hall with the strength of the god. The tyrannical strength smashed the floor into pieces, denting it slightly and causing a burst of smoke and dust.
Pan Yang naturally did not dare to make any resistance, so the fall from the god almost killed Pan Yang. Pan Yang was lying on the ground with a large mouthful of blood pouring out of his mouth. He was seriously injured and could not move.
"Take him down, don't let him die, I want him to see what destiny is!" God said, got up and left with anger.
Although Pan Yang was seriously injured, his life was temporarily saved.
In Lidu City, after two days of rest, Wu Yi woke up in the evening.
Tang Wanting, with a frown on her face, took a chair and stood by Wu Yi's bed, staring at Wu Yi in a daze. Seeing Wu Yi open his eyes, she suddenly smiled and looked happily at Tang Jing, Xiao Ruyun, and Mo Bai. Shouted: "Second brother, wake up!"
The three of them quickly gathered around. Tang Wanting came to Wu Yi and asked happily: "Second brother, you finally woke up. Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat?"
Wu Yigang woke up and was confused for a while. He took a breath and his blurred vision gradually became clear. Then he came back to his senses, looked at Tang Wanting, raised the corner of his mouth and smiled faintly: "Okay, I am indeed a little hungry."
The sad look on Tang Jing's eyebrows also disappeared instantly as Wu Yi woke up, and asked happily: "How is my second brother? Are you still feeling unwell?"
Wu Yi shook his head, indicating that he was fine, and smiled happily: "Brother, it's okay!"
Hearing Wu Yi's words, Tang Jing felt guilty and blamed himself: "I'm fine, I'm just...I'm sorry for making my second brother worried!"
Wu Yi smiled calmly and joked: "It's really not worth it. If I had known that the eldest brother was so careless, I should have been the eldest brother when we became sworn brothers!"
Having said this, the guilt in Tang Jing's heart was transferred by Wu Yi, who praised: "The second brother has been smart and smart since he was a child. He is not comparable to ordinary people. If we say the eldest brother..."
"The eldest brother is the eldest brother. Without the eldest brother, there would be no Wu Yi today." Wu Yi knew what Tang Jing was going to say, so he interrupted Tang Jing and said with a smile: "Besides, it's not easy to be the eldest brother. There is a The third brother is uncomfortable enough, but if there are more careless second brothers, wouldn't he be pissed to death?"
