Chapter 386 Yang Ming, You Have to Go with Desire

"Where is the Forbidden Weird Heart?" Fang Xiu asked.

"It's gone."

"It's gone?" Fang Xiu frowned slightly: "Where did the Forbidden Weird Heart go?"

Xiao Chuxia explained: "I don't know where it went. At that time, the Forbidden Weird Heart was replaced by the Imperial Seal and fell in the void. We all knew that the Forbidden Weird Heart was the key to leaving the burial ground, so we had to go and get it.

As a result, just as we walked nearby, the Forbidden Weird Heart suddenly beat violently, bursting with dazzling blood light, and then that piece of space collapsed directly, and then we came out, but the Forbidden Weird Heart didn't know where it ran to."

Knowing that the Forbidden Weird Heart disappeared, Fang Xiu had a vague guess in his heart.

It seems that the Forbidden Weird Heart is suppressing the burial ground, but in fact it is a two-way suppression, and the Forbidden Weird Heart is also tightly restricted to the burial ground.

Now that it has escaped, the Forbidden Weird Heart will naturally escape. As for where it escapes to, it is probably other space nodes.

After all, the Forbidden Heart is the heart of the Forbidden Heart, and other spatial nodes have part of the body of the Forbidden Heart. This level of weirdness is definitely not something that can be killed by dismemberment. If it loses its restrictions, it will most likely gather together.

Yang Ming and others were also lucky. They took the Forbidden Heart Express and returned to the world together.

After understanding the cause and effect, Fang Xiu began his own actions.

"Ah! Brother Xiu, what are you doing!"

In Xiao Chuxia's high-pitched scream, he... committed suicide.

.......

.......

In the burial ground.

"Brother Xiu, have a good journey!" Yang Ming looked at Fang Xiu eagerly.

"When you go back and see Xiaobai, remember to tell him that I have broken through the fourth level!"

Xiao Chuxia: "Brother Xiu, remember to miss me!"

Others waved their hands, as if to say goodbye.

At this moment, Fang Xiu suddenly said: "I have seen a way to get everyone out of the burial ground in the future."

"What!?"

"Brother Xiu, are you serious!?"

"Great!"

Everyone was like chicken blood, and resurrected on the spot.

"Brother Xiu, what is the method to leave? What should we do?" Yang Ming asked impatiently.

"Rolling." Fang Xiu replied calmly.

Yang Ming and others were stunned for a moment.

"What.......what?"

"Brother Xiu, did I mishear you? You just said rolling?"

"Can we leave the burial ground by rolling on the ground?"

Although everyone believed Fang Xiu without thinking, they felt like they were joking when they heard this method suddenly.

"It's not them rolling, but you." Fang Xiu pointed at Yang Ming.

"Me!?" Yang Ming was stunned.

"Yes, it's you. As long as you roll on the ground, you can let everyone leave the burial ground."

"Brother Xiu, are you kidding? This is a bit too outrageous. This is a burial ground. Can I leave by rolling? Or take everyone away?" Yang Ming was completely confused, as if he was listening to Liao Zhai again.

Li Xiaoru and others couldn't wait.

"Yang Ming, you kid, get out of here! When did Brother Xiu ever joke?"

"Okay... okay." Yang Ming finally had to compromise, but in order to maintain his last dignity, he said to everyone: "You all turn around and don't look."

Bang!

"Get out of here!" The hot-tempered Li Xiaoru kicked Yang Ming on the buttocks.

Gurgle gurgle.......

Yang Ming fell to the ground and rolled several times, covered in dust.

But nothing happened.

"Keep rolling." Fang Xiu said calmly.

Then, Yang Ming rolled back and forth in front of everyone like a loach, splashing dust all over the floor.

He rolled like this for a full minute, and still nothing happened.

The dusty Yang Ming looked at Fang Xiu eagerly with a wronged face.

"Brother Xiu, I remember that I didn't offend you before!"

Fang Xiu frowned slightly. What went wrong? Why didn't rolling work now?

Maybe it's not the right time yet?

At that time, he had left the burial ground for nearly five minutes, and now it has only been three minutes.

But Fang Xiu felt that it should not be that simple.

Suddenly, he suddenly said: "Yang Ming, you have to roll with desire."

"Ah!?" Yang Ming was dumbfounded: "Roll with desire? Do you have to bring emotions when rolling now?"

"With the desire to leave the burial ground, think about it, you haven't smoked Huazi for two months. As long as you leave the burial ground, you can smoke Huazi."

When mentioning Huazi, Yang Ming's mind began to emerge with pictures, his heartbeat began to accelerate, his mouth and tongue began to dry, and his craving for cigarettes was aroused in an instant, and he was emotional on the spot.

"Ah! I want Huazi! Ah!!" Yang Ming rolled harder and harder, like a child who rolled on the ground because his parents didn't buy him candy.

Everyone was looking at him with a smile on their faces, and even suspected that Yang Ming had offended Fang Xiu at some point, and he was deliberately making trouble for him.

If you roll around and want Huazi, you can leave the burial ground? You can smoke Huazi? Do you think God is your real father? He gives you whatever you want?

However, everyone was laughing, but suddenly they couldn't laugh anymore.

Because Yang Ming's body began to glow, emitting waves of dazzling golden light.

"Fuck! What the hell!" Yang Ming was shocked and stopped to search his body. He found that the light came from his backpack.

He opened the backpack and was almost blinded by the golden light.

When the backpack was opened, millions of brilliant golden lights shot up into the sky, piercing the gray fog of the entire burial ground. There was a sense of openness as if the clouds and fog had been peeled off and the blue sky was revealed.

Under the shocked gaze of the crowd, a five-clawed golden dragon about ten thousand feet long slowly emerged from the golden light and hovered over the entire burial ground. It flew across the sky, and wherever it passed, all the snakes and insects turned into dust.

Aoang!

The dragon roar resounded through the world like a huge bell, and a terrifying momentum of "I am the only one in the world" spread throughout the venue.

The next moment, the imperial seal flew out of the backpack and hung above the nine heavens, emitting millions of golden lights. The rust on it had long faded, and it was cast in gold, flowing with a supreme aura.

The eight big characters at the bottom of it shone brightly, reflecting the night sky.

Mandated by heaven, long life and prosperity!

These are eight words that no Xia man can refuse.

Seeing this scene, everyone had an inexplicable urge to kneel down.

"The Imperial Seal has become a spiritual weapon!?"

"Brother Xiu, I suddenly have an urge to be the emperor." Yang Ming's eyes reflected the golden light, and he looked at the Imperial Seal with an obsessed look.

Fang Xiu's eyes moved slightly, thinking that as expected, destiny is equivalent to wishing for something to a certain extent.

When destiny really wants something, the whole world will unite to help him!

This situation is usually reflected in the battle between the son of destiny and the villain, and the villain beats him to pieces, but as long as the son of destiny falls into memories and arouses the strong will deep in his heart, this will is fed back to heaven and earth, and he will get help.

This is exactly what Yang Ming is like now, because he is extremely eager to leave the burial ground and smoke Huazi, just like a child who throws a tantrum at his parents, and then gets help from the father of heaven.

This kind of help is not direct help, but will maximize all the conditions that are favorable to you.

Suppose the probability of the Imperial Seal becoming a spiritual weapon is one in a billion, but with the blessing of destiny, this one in a billion becomes the only one.

Destiny is so unreasonable.