"Taoist Master, can you come out?"
Yang Huting's voice came from the purple, gold and red gourd.
Cao Yi hummed, and with a thought, streams of pure air spurted out from the gourd, and then Yang Huting, Ying Lin, Li Wanhua and a group of passengers appeared.
Seeing the devastated world, everyone was stunned for a moment.
Cao Yi coughed lightly, breaking the silence.
"We are not dead"
"Very good"
"Thank you, Taoist priest"
…
The passengers who came to their senses shouted excitedly and shed tears.
Just now, if it weren't for Cao Yi, they would have been warm corpses lying on the ground bleeding.
Cao Yi accepted everyone's thanks with a smile.
Yang Huting said: "Taoist Master, the wind and sand were so strong just now that I couldn't see clearly. How did you repel so many tanks and planes?"
"The poor man didn't take any action"
Cao Yi told the truth.
"Didn't take action"
Yang Huting glanced at the thousands of ravines created by the shells within a few hundred meters, and the corner of his mouth twitched. It was like this even if he didn't take action.
The passengers around him, as well as Li Wanhua and Ying Lin, looked at Cao Yi with admiration and worship, as if they were looking at a god with a halo behind his head.
Cao Yi smiled and said, "The O'Connor couple's plane has landed."
Yang Huting was startled, and then his eyes shone with light. The plan he had been planning for a long time was finally coming true.
Ying Lin was also very excited, but there was a bit of uneasiness in her excitement. The enemy who had been cursed for more than two thousand years suddenly turned into her father who had been trapped for more than two thousand years. For her, the contrast was a bit big. It is not something that can be fully accepted in a short while.
Li Wanhua wasn't too excited, she just looked at Yang Huting with a smile and relief. For her, her lover's success is her success, and her lover's joy is her joy.
"Pindao will take you there"
Cao Yi moved his finger downwards, and the purple, gold, and red gourd grew in size. He held the three people and quickly approached the location of the passenger plane amidst the screams of the passengers.
Since the distance was not far, it took less than six or seven breaths to reach the vicinity of the passenger plane, which was significantly different in size compared to later generations.
The door of the passenger plane has been opened, and guests, some Chinese and some foreigners, are walking down the hanging staircase.
O'Connor and Evelyn were among them.
Although O'Connor is not young, he is still handsome, tall, and a standard white macho.
Evelin looked relatively older, average-looking, with a bit of fatigue in her expression, and it was obvious that the time difference had not reversed.
A burst of yellow sand blew by, several screams were heard, and the two of them disappeared.
…
A few minutes later, the Shanghai Museum, which had already fallen under a layer of snow, was suddenly hit by a strong wind. The snowflakes were flying, which was very beautiful.
Immediately afterwards, a purple-gold and red gourd fell from the sky and landed in an deserted yard.
"You haven't taken action yet. What do you want to do?"
Cao Yi, who was standing at the end of the gourd, glanced back, feeling very confused.
The opponent appeared when he controlled Yelv Zhigu to fight against Jiang Jiajun. He thought that the opponent would take action after receiving the O'Connors, but he didn't expect to fly all the way, with the opponent just hanging far behind. I don’t know what the hell they are doing.
Is it for? Cao Yi thought of a possibility.
Suddenly, a black muzzle appeared in front of him.
"No matter who you are or what you want to do, you'd better let me and my wife go as soon as possible, otherwise I guarantee you will be in trouble."
A middle-aged man's voice spoke fluently in London.
Without looking, Cao Yi knew it was O'Connor.
"do not move"
"do not move"
Yang Huting and Li Wanhua drew their guns at the same time and aimed at O'Connor and Evelin.
Cao Yi glanced at Evelin, who looked a little older behind O'Connor, "Eye of Shangri-La"
Cao Yi didn't speak, and his voice appeared directly in Evelin's ears through his spiritual thoughts.
Evelin was stunned for a moment, then showed a proud expression: "I'm warning you, the Eye of Shangri-La was entrusted by our government to return to the Shanghai Museum in order to deepen the relationship between Britain and China."
The implication is that although you are powerful, you will definitely not be able to live with it if you offend our British Empire.
Cao changed his hand and a hollow oval object made of unknown metal appeared in his hand.
"I hate Eastern wizards"
O'Connor frowned when he saw that Cao Yi easily obtained the Eye of Shangri-La.
"You can't take it away. The Eye of Shangri-La belongs to the Chinese people."
Evelin said.
Cao Yi remembered that the original plot still needed a drop of Evelin's blood, so he casually scratched the back of Evelin's hand, and a drop of blood spattered out.
As soon as he connected it with the Eye of Shangri-La, a strange phenomenon occurred. The hollow metal of the Eye of Shangri-La turned into small snakes and slid to the side. A beautiful snow lotus bloomed inside immediately. In the center, there was a small amount of light blue spring water. Even if he didn't touch it, Cao Yi could feel the vigorous vitality contained in it.
"This is the fountain of youth"
Cao Yi's voice fell and he disappeared.
O'Connor and Evelin immediately counterattacked Yang Huting and Li Wanhua, but they forgot that there was also Yinglin who was agile and decisive in killing.
Within three rounds of the fight, O'Connor and Evelyn were killed one after another.
Inside the purple, gold and red gourd stands a bronze carriage with a terracotta warrior on top.
Cao Yi walked up to it and sprinkled the water from the fountain of youth on it.
One second, two seconds...one minute, like a change in a movie, nothing happened.
what happened?
What happened?
Cao Yi thought for a while and thought of a possibility. With a thought, he left the purple, gold and red gourd space with the bronze carriage.
"Taoist Priest, why is Your Majesty not resurrected?"
Looking at Ying Zheng who was still a terracotta warrior, Yang Huting said in confusion.
Li Wanhua and Ying Lin also showed doubts.
Cao Yi closed his eyes and sensed that there seemed to be a power communicating with the fountain of youth in the terracotta warriors and horses.
One second, two seconds...ten seconds, the surface of the terracotta warriors and horses peeled off, and piece after piece of skin fell off.
The four bronze horses pulling the bronze carriage had fire flashing in their eyes, and their hooves began to move.
“Something has changed”
Yang Huting looked surprised.
Crackling, the skin peels off faster.
Cao Yi thought of something and shot a stream of Five Elements spiritual energy onto the terracotta warriors and horses.
Soon, the terracotta warriors and horses completely fell off, and a clay figure appeared.
Seeing that it was useful, Cao Yi shot eight streams of Five Elements spiritual energy in succession and went out.
Ying Zheng, who was originally just a clay sculpture, now has normal human skin at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He looks exactly like Ying Zheng from the mythical world.
"Is there such a thing?"
Cao Yi showed a rare look of surprise.
Ying Zheng opened his eyes and glanced around with his cold eyes. When he fell on Cao Yi, he was slightly startled: "I have never seen you before, why do I feel like I have seen you before?"
"Pindao feels this way too."
Cao Yi replied.
At this moment, the melodious and low sound of the piano sounded, like a melodious sound, echoing across the sky. Like the drizzle hitting the plantains, there is no sound in the distance, but the sound is still in my ears when I listen quietly.
Finally I couldn't help but take action!
