Chapter 213 Ying Zheng's Resurrection
"Master, can you come out?"
Yang Huting's voice came from the purple gold and red gourd.
Cao Yi nodded, and thoughts moved, and clear air spurted out from the gourd, followed by Yang Huting, Ying Lin, Li Wanhua and a group of passengers.
Seeing the world full of holes, everyone was stunned for a moment.
Cao Yi coughed lightly, breaking the silence.
"We're not dead"
"Very good"
"Thank you, Taoist priest"
...
The passengers who came to their senses screamed excitedly and shed tears.
Just now, if it weren't for Cao Yi, they would have been the warm corpse lying on the ground with blood flowing.
Cao Yi smiled and accepted everyone's thanks.
Yang Huting said, "Master, the wind and sand were too strong just now, and I didn't see clearly. How did you repel so many tanks and planes?"
"I didn't take action"
Cao Yi told the truth.
"No action"
Yang Huting's eyes swept through the thousands of ravines within a radius of hundreds of meters. The corners of his mouth twitched. He didn't take action, and he was so good at it.
Around them, whether it was the passenger or Li Wanhua, Ying Lin looked at Cao Yi with admiration and worship, as if she was looking at a god with a halo behind her head.
Cao Yi smiled and said, "The plane O'Connor and his wife have landed."
Yang Huting was stunned, then his eyes shone with light. The plan he had planned for a long time was finally coming true.
Ying Lin was also very excited, but with a little nervousness in her excitement, she cursed her enemy who had been trapped for more than two thousand years, and suddenly became a father who had been trapped for more than two thousand years. This was a bit too different for her. It was not something she could fully accept in a short while.
Li Wanhua was not too excited, but just smiled and looked at Yang Huting with relief. For her, the success of her lover is her success, and the joy of her lover is her joy.
"I will take you there"
Cao Yi stroked his fingers down, and the purple gold and red gourd became bigger, and he held the three of them quickly approaching the place where the passenger plane was amid the screams of the passenger plane.
Because the distance is not far, within less than six or seven breaths, we arrived near the passenger plane, which was a big gap in size compared to later generations.
The door of the passenger plane has been opened, and guests are walking down the ladder, with Chinese and foreigners.
O'Connor and Evelyn were among them.
Although O'Connor is not young, he is still very handsome, tall and standard white man.
Evelyn looked relatively older, with an average look, with a little tired look, and obviously the time difference was not reversed.
A burst of yellow sand blew by, and a few screams, and the two disappeared.
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A few minutes later, the Shanghai Market Museum, which had already fallen into a layer of snow, was suddenly hit by a strong wind, and the snowflakes were flying, which was very beautiful.
Immediately afterwards, a purple gold red gourd fell from the sky and landed in an unmanned yard.
"What do you want to do if you haven't taken action?"
Cao Yi, who was standing at the end of the gourd, looked back and was very confused.
The other party appeared when he was controlling Yelu Zhigu to fight with the Jiang family army. He thought the other party would take action after receiving O'Connor and his wife, but he didn't expect that he would fly all the way and the other party just hung from behind from a distance. I don't know what the hell was doing.
Is it for? Cao Yi thought of a possibility.
Suddenly, a black muzzle appeared in front of me.
"No matter who you are or what you want to do, you'd better let my wife and I go away earlier, or I promise you will have trouble."
A middle-aged man flirting with fluent London speaking voice sounded.
No need to look at it, Cao Yi also knew it was O'Connor.
"Don't move"
"Don't move"
Yang Huting and Li Wanhua drew their guns at the same time and pointed them at O'Connor and Evelyn.
Cao Yi's eyes turned to Evelyn, who looked a little old behind O'Connor, "The Eye of Shangri-La"
Cao Yi did not speak, and his voice appeared directly in Evelyn's ears through his divine thoughts.
Evelyn was stunned for a moment, then showed a proud expression: "I warn you that the Eye of Shangri-La was entrusted by our government to deepen the relationship between Britain and China to return it to the Shanghai Municipal Museum."
The implication is that although you are powerful, you will definitely not be able to take advantage of our British Empire.
Cao Yi's hand move, a hollow oval object made of unknown metal appeared in his hand.
"I hate Eastern Wizards"
When O'Connor saw Cao Yi easily get the Eye of Shangri-La, his brows frowned.
"You can't take it away. The Eye of Shangri-La belongs to the Chinese people."
Evelyn said.
Cao Yi remembered that in the original plot, Evelyn needed a drop of blood. He casually stroked Evelyn's back hand, and a drop of blood splattered out.
As soon as the Shangri-La Eye was connected, a vision arose. The hollow metal of Shangri-La Eye turned into small snakes and slid to one side. A beautiful snow lotus immediately bloomed inside. In the center, there was a small amount of light blue spring water. Even if it was not touched, Cao Yi could feel the vigorous vitality contained in it.
"This is the fountain of dying"
After Cao Yi finished speaking, he disappeared.
O'Connor and Evelyn immediately fought back against Yang Huting and Li Wanhua, but forgot that there was also a quick and decisive Ying Lin.
In less than three rounds of battle, O'Connor and Evelyn died one after another.
In the purple, gold and red gourd, a bronze carriage stood with a terracotta warrior standing on it.
Cao Yi walked up to him and sprinkled the water of the sequel on it.
One second, two seconds...one minute, like a change in a movie, didn't happen.
What's going on?
Where did something happen?
Cao Yi thought for a while, thought of a possibility, and left the purple gold and red gourd space with the bronze carriage.
"Master, why has Your Majesty not been resurrected?"
Looking at Ying Zheng, who was still Terracotta Warriors, Yang Huting was puzzled.
Li Wanhua and Ying Lin also showed doubts.
Cao Yi closed his eyes and felt that there seemed to be a kind of power in the dark communication of the terracotta warriors and horses.
One second, two seconds...ten seconds, the surface of the Terracotta Warriors fell off, and one piece of skin fell off.
The four bronze horses pulling the bronze carriage flashed in their eyes, and the four hooves immediately moved.
“There has been changed”
Yang Huting showed surprise on his face.
Cracking, the skin drops faster.
Cao Yi thought of something and took out a piece of five elements of spiritual energy onto the Terracotta Warriors and Horses.
Soon, the Terracotta Warriors completely fell off and a clay man appeared.
Seeing that it was useful, Cao Yi photographed eight five elements spiritual energy in succession.
Ying Zheng, who was originally a clay sculpture, appeared in normal people's skin at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He looks exactly the same as Ying Zheng in the mythical world.
"Is there such a thing?"
Cao Yi showed a look of surprise in rare appearance.
Ying Zheng opened his eyes and glanced around with a cold look. When he fell on Cao Yi, he was slightly stunned: "I have never seen you before, why does he feel a sense of déjà vu?"
"I feel this way, too."
Cao Yi replied.
At this moment, the gentle and low sound of the piano sounded, like a faint sound, echoing in the sky. It was like drizzle hitting the banana leaves. It sounded silently from afar, and it was still in my ears.
Chapter completed!