Chapter 1094 (2/2)

”Lord, I will kill all the Dragon players myself!”

The Lord shook his head:

”The Dragon Kingdom has long declined. Today's Dragon kingdom is no longer worthy to be the opponent of our great cooperation! Our opponent is the Bear Kingdom. Our ancestors once defeated them! And the bald eagle country, with which our ancestors fought! Birds come to roost, and all of you should look far away, so that we can have a long-term military luck! ”

Hearing the speech, many island countries shouted:

”Wu Yun Long! Wu Yun Long! Wu Yun Long! ”

Amid their cheers, only a scream came from outside.

It was the painful cry made by those island people who committed suicide before they died. Such a cry can make people creepy.

However, these young players in the room have already fallen into some kind of fanaticism. They shouted wildly for a long time. Their voices kept going one after another.

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villa.

The exercise room.

Jiameng and Lulu sat cross legged on the ground and adjusted their breath according to Zhang Yi's instructions.

Zhang Yi said to them:

”The basic method is like this. You just need to adjust your breath according to my teaching, and you can gather your strength quickly. Then use the must kill skills I taught you to fight, then it will have excellent results. Well, is there anything you don't understand now? ”

Jiameng and Lulu both said they had understood, and there was nothing they didn't understand.

Zhang Yi then said:

”Lulu, just keep practicing as I taught you. Jia Meng, come to my room. ”

With that, Zhang Yi turned and left the practice room.

Lulu practices quietly according to Zhang Yi.

Although Jia Meng didn't know why, she came out of the practice room with Zhang Yi.

They came all the way to Zhang Yi's bedroom.

After entering the bedroom, Zhang Yi closed the door, and then motioned Jiameng to sit down by the bed.

He came to Jiameng, stared at Jiameng and asked:

”Jiameng, if you don't mind, can you talk about your biological parents?”

Zhang Yi never asked about Jiameng's parents, and Jiameng never said it.

Now Zhang Yi asked a question, and Jia Meng immediately answered truthfully:

”Godfather, I haven't had the impression of my parents since I was a child. I've been living on the street since I can remember. I don't know who my parents are, let alone why they abandoned me at the beginning... ”

At last, Jiameng's mouth tooted up, looking a little unhappy.

Zhang Yi heard this and touched Jiameng's head.

Then Zhang Yi asked:

”So from small to large, do you think your body is different from normal people?”

Jiameng has the blood of an ancient god, which surprised Zhang Yi.

He also wanted to find out whether Jiameng's ancient god blood would have any impact on her.

Jia Meng recalled and replied:

”What's different? Well... I feel that I was injured since I was a child and always recover very quickly! Don't know if this counts? ”

Zhang Yi nodded slightly and then continued to ask:

”What else?”

Jia Meng recalled it carefully for a while, and finally shook her head:

”No, I don't feel like I'm different from other children.”

Zhang Yi then pointed to the big bed:

”Take off your shoes and go to sleep. I'll have a good check-up for you.”

Since Jiameng has no other feelings, Zhang Yi can only study her body.

Immediately Jiameng obediently took off her shoes and lay down on the big bed.

Zhang Yi came to her and began to carefully check whether there were any abnormalities in her body.

The ancient god's blood is very secret. If Zhang Yi had not brought back flowers that can sense the ancient god's blood from the divine world this time, otherwise Zhang Yi would not have been able to find the hidden ancient god's blood on Jia Meng.

Zhang Yi felt it for a while, but it was the same as before, so that he didn't find it at all.

This made Zhang Yi a little confused, but he soon had a new way.

Immediately, Zhang Yi asked:

”Jiameng, do you believe me?”

Lying in bed, Jia Meng answered without hesitation:

”Of course I believe Godfather!”

Zhang Yi nodded, then he suddenly stretched out his right hand and grabbed Jiameng's neck without any recruitment.

This pinch was very hard. Zhang Yi's hand tightly pinched Jiameng's white and greasy neck like a pair of pliers, as if he were going to pinch it off.

Jiameng's little face suddenly turned red. She patted Zhang Yi's hand on her neck and begged for mercy:

”Godfather... I'm... So uncomfortable... Please... Let me go!”

However, Zhang Yi's face was cold. He turned a deaf ear, but his strength was getting stronger and stronger.

Jiameng's face suddenly turned from red to purple. Her tongue and head stretched out greatly, and it was very difficult to breathe.