"Wonder!" He shouted angrily, "What do you want to do?!" He waved his hand violently, and a green light suddenly appeared in the barrier made of green vines. As the curtain pushed, the green vines above the barrier fell down, and the "dadada" spread all over the floor.

"Well!" The monster bear did not respond, but instead made a very surprised gesture and suddenly pointed to the diagonal behind the curtain.

When the two saw this, they looked back together, but found nothing strange.

Yang Yuhan was just wondering, but suddenly heard a loud "bang" sound coming from behind his ears, and even the earth was suddenly shocked. Then, he heard a burst of curses and said, "Wuying?! You dare to lie to me?"

Yang Yuhan looked back quickly and saw a pair of huge rocks more than two meters high slams stalking his hands, and no matter how hard the curtain struggled, he could not shake any point.

"Ho huh huh huh..." The monster bear succeeded in his plan and couldn't help laughing. Halfway through, he didn't forget to learn all the stupid things that the two of them had just turned their heads. He was so angry that he stamped his feet repeatedly: "Hurry up and let me go!"

Yang Yuhan looked at the man and the beast in embarrassment. He really didn't expect that this shadow would not only make a fraud, but also make his master helpless. It was really amazing.

"Hu...hu...hu...hu..." He was so tired of tossing and staring at the monster bear with wide eyes. The monster bear walked to him, first pointing to the two huge rocks, then pointing to the pair of stone tablets engraved with Mo Guan, waved his hand, as if saying, "I can let you go, but you can't open Mo Guan."

Shi Lianmu said hatefully: "I have to get it out today!"

The monster bear shook his head helplessly and sighed softly.

The more Yang Yuhan looked at it, the more he felt that there must be a hidden secret here, so he walked over and said, "Wuying, I know that there must be a reason for you to lock the beast in, but can you let my master go first? I promise that the master will not do anything randomly after he figured it out."

The monster bear looked at him and looked at the scene again. Unexpectedly, the young man was stubborn: "What is random?! He sealed the beast I had to catch with hardships without saying that, and he would not say anything. Why should I listen to him?!"

"Master, don't worry, listen to me finish my words first." Yang Yuhan said seriously, "I guess that tibia must be difficult to control. Wuying is afraid that tibia will cause harm to this place, so she has no choice but to make this decision."

When he heard the scene, he looked at the monster bear and said, "Is that true?"

The monster bear nodded quickly and then looked at Yuhan with admiration.

"Hey... Then let me go." He said dejectedly, "I agree not to break through Moguan for the time being."

The monster bear stared at him for a while, feeling that he was indeed at peace, so he waved his hand and dispersed two huge rocks.

...

"clatter."

A crystal drop of water fell on the grass leaves behind Yu Han's feet.

Then, another damp and hot thing hit his back.

For some reason, Yang Yuhan instantly burst into tears.

...

Is it you?

...

He choked and slowly turned around, and saw a Tibetan mastiff with black back and yellow feet looking at him in tears, and his head was pressing into his arms.

"Douban'er!" Yang Yuhan hugged it and then started crying loudly, "I...I...I...I finally saw you again..."

The Tibetan Mastiff also cried constantly. It had been waiting for too long this day.

...

On the side were all looking at them dumbfoundedly: "You...how did you know Feng Shen?!"

Yang Yuhan held the Tibetan Mastiff tightly and sobbed, saying, "Who is the Wind God... It is called Douban'er... It was raised since I was a child, and there are two black hairs on its hind legs. I will definitely not admit my mistake..."

"Impossible?!" said the strange thing in the mu. "Grandpa once reminded me that there is a 'part-studded beast' in the center of the trapped field. It is called the Style God. It looks like an ordinary mastiff, but it can be taken away from the wind. It was the mount that Ying Yiren rode back then and must not be approached easily.

So... when I got the relic cave, I went there immediately. Although I only saw it from a distance, I was sure that was it.

And grandpa also said that for the past two thousand years after Ying Yiren left, it had been in this cave of relics and never left. Most of the sect leaders of our clan kept their distance from it. Even if there were those who tried to tame it in the early stage, they all ended up either dead or injured, so no one dared to provoke it again. Even..." He said, looking at the monster bear, and was about to say "Wuying is afraid of it three points", but he found that the monster bear was gone, and he couldn't help but be stunned, "Hey?!"

Don’t you know that the weird bear, even the big and big disaster, quickly escaped when they saw the Wind God, and they just didn’t pay attention.

"Where is Wuying?" He patrols the left and right and called out, "Wuying--"

After a few seconds, it still disappeared.

"This is a terrible person!" Yi Lianmu said angrily, "It must have been scared away by Feng Shen."

Upon hearing this, Yang Yuhan couldn't help but shake the Tibetan Mastiff's big head in admiration: "Douban'er, you are so powerful! Haha!"

When the Tibetan Mastiff heard him praise him, he also grinned happily and licked his face several times.

"Why can't you understand?!" He walked quickly to him and said with a frown, "I mean! You must have admitted your mistake!"

Yang Yuhan wiped the saliva from his face and tears at the corners of his eyes, and asked back, "Then he admits it wrong? It's impossible!"

"I don't care! It's wrong anyway!" Lian Mu couldn't figure out what was going on, but he was sure of one thing, that is, this beast was definitely not the favorite pet in Yu Han's mouth.

Yang Yuhan said calmly: "If you don't care, just ignore it." As he said, he turned to the Tibetan mastiff and looked at it. While laughing, he rubbed its neck, "Is it Douban'er?"

The Tibetan Mastiff was very useful, and then rolled on the spot and exposed her belly.

Yang Yuhan knew its intentions, so he reached out and twitched repeatedly under the armpits of his front legs. But while scratching... Seeing it so well-behaved and happy, Yang Yuhan suddenly couldn't help but shed tears: "Douban'er... I'm sorry for you... do you hate me?"

The Tibetan mastiff turned over silently and nodded slowly while looking at him quietly.

Yang Yuhan burst into tears again, then knelt on the ground and hugged it tightly and said, "I'm sorry... I promise, I will never let you leave me again in the future."

"Wang." The Tibetan mastiff barked lowly, as if he forgave him like this.

...

"Uh..." He hesitated for a while. He wanted to ask Yu Han what happened, but this meant that he had denied his previous remarks, so he couldn't speak. Finally, he simply changed the subject and said to Yu Han with a smile, "Advisor..."

Yang Yuhan raised his head, held back his sobs and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ye Lianmu smiled even happier: "I have a heartless request..." After all, it was the first time he became a master, and he was not used to bringing the word "being a teacher" into his words.

"You said." Yu Han said.

"Just...hehe..." he asked tentatively, "Can you lend me the mighty days after you return to the village?"

Yang Yuhan wiped his tears again and looked at him for a while and said, "I'm fine, the key is whether it wants it or not."

When he heard it, he wanted to squat down and discuss it with the Tibetan Mastiff, but unexpectedly, as soon as he looked at it, he looked coldly and immediately retreated: "Haha." He straightened his body awkwardly, and for a moment he didn't know where to put his hand, "Or... let it go."

Seeing this, Yang Yuhan immediately touched the Tibetan mastiff's head and said, "Don't scare him, he is my master after all."

The Tibetan Mastiff looked at the two of them strangely, with a pair of eyebrows raised high and an expression of incredible belief.

"Let's just do him a favor and satisfy his vanity." Yang Yuhan whispered, "Is that okay?"

The Tibetan Mastiff paused for a while, and finally nodded and agreed to him. He immediately opened his mouth, dancing with joy, but he didn't dare to laugh out loud.

"Oh Master." Yang Yuhan suddenly asked, "Who is the Ying Yiren you are talking about?"

Perhaps because he stopped stroking, the Tibetan Mastiff raised his head and looked at him in confusion, and then pushed him over.

"No way? You don't even know him?" Lian Mu Qi said, "Then Ying Yiren... But the god-level figure who was as famous as the God of Cangtian back then not only established China with the God of Cangtian, but also unified the country, but later became the high priest of the Chinese Empire. Haven't you ever heard the old people in the village say?"

"No." Yang Yuhan continued to stroke the fur of the Tibetan mastiff, and said with his brow locked, "Ying Yiren..."

Shi Lianmu asked: "Do you think this name is quite strange? In fact, it is not his real name. The reason why people in the world call him Yiren is just because he comes from another world. After calling him for a long time, no one knows his real name."

Yang Yuhan was shocked when he heard this: "Another world?! Is he from another world?!"

"Wang!" The Tibetan mastiff barked, as if he was very dissatisfied with his reaction.

"Yes." He replied in a row, "It is said that he is still a prince in another world, but he was sent to the neighboring country as a proton very early. Later, he accidentally came to this world and met the God of Heaven who was also a young man at that time."

Yang Yuhan thought desperately, as if he had thought of something: "Then do you know which country he came from?"

"It seems..." It was a continuous pondering for a while, "It seems to be a country named Qin."

Qin State?!

Yang Yuhan suddenly felt an electric current spread from his scalp, and he suddenly had goose bumps on his body: That's right, Ying Yiren is Ying Zheng's father, and he did work as a proton in Zhao when he was a child. But later he became the king of Qin through the help of Lu Buwei... How could he be... Could it be that he was not alone?

With this question, he continued to ask Shi Lianmu again: "Master, what happened to him after he became the high priest?"

The Tibetan Mastiff felt helpless when he heard this, so he simply lay on the ground again, looking up at the two of them.

"What happened afterwards... Grandpa has always been so secretive." He said while thinking, "I only know that he finally opened the broken void and left this world. Qingtian was also with him, and if he learned about the four strange saints, there would be no news from them again..."

Whenever he thinks of this legendary history two thousand years ago, he will be fascinated by the time he was born in that era and was invincible with these heroes in the legend...

How happy that would be.
Chapter completed!