Chapter 397 The Legend of the Yellow Emperor

Just like that, Huang Yi's stern face quickly melted under the tears of the little skirt, and he surrendered.

Next, Huang Yi comforted her for a long time before finally stopping Xiao Qunqun's tears, and then hugged her and walked towards the teleportation formation, preparing to go to the Tower of the Gods to practice.

At this time, the sky began to snow lightly, the sky and the earth were white, and the little skirt was so cold that her nose was red, which made her look even more cute. Along the way, everyone who saw the little skirt couldn't help but look back a few more times, and some even stopped to watch, thinking that she was such a delicate and lovely little girl.

"Ah! Little girl, you are so cute, come here, my sister will give you a snowmelon! I wish you a happy Winter Snow Festival." At this time, in a nearby shop, a female player saw Xiao Qunqun, and her eyes lit up immediately. , took a crystal clear white snowmelon and walked over, stuffed it in Xiao Qunqun's hand, and couldn't help reaching out and pinching her little face.

"Thank you sister." Xiao Qunqu thanked obediently. At this time, on her long eyelashes, there were still tears from the tears she had just cried, which made people feel distressed.

Next, Huang Yi didn't stop, and walked away holding the little skirt under the reluctant eyes of the female player.

"Sister, you must be a big beauty when you grow up, even more beautiful than your sister Qin Shiyu, both men and women can kill each other." After walking away, Huang Yi couldn't help touching Xiao Qunqun's head and said with emotion.

"Then you have to wait for me to grow up!" Xiao Qunqun turned Huang Yi's face, staring at him with big eyes, and said seriously.

"Okay, then grow up quickly." Huang Yi smiled slightly, not taking her words to heart.

"Brother, what happened to the Winter Snow Festival?" Xiao Ququn touched the crystal clear snowmelon in her hand, and asked Huang Yi curiously.

Huang Yi patted the snowflakes on the skirt. Said: "Today is the Winter Snow Festival, which was set up to commemorate the eternal holy king of this world - the Yellow Emperor. It is said that the Yellow Emperor is not from this world, he comes from another distant world. When he came, The human beings in this world still drink blood, and his arrival directly changed the world. He educated the common people, invented characters, taught people to use fire, and made utensils. He created human civilization, made human beings evolve step by step, and entered the Stone Age, Bronze Age... …Step by step into a civilized society. But in the end, in a snowy season, he returned to his world. To commemorate him, his personal disciple - the world's first god-conferer, the barbaric god. Splitting the sky, set up Winter Snow Festival. Today is the Winter Snow Festival. As long as both men and women eat the same snowmelon, they can get double experience, and in the next month, they can also get 1.5 times the experience value, and the upgrade speed is faster than usual It will be faster, and the attributes will be higher than usual."

"Wow! This festival is so good! Why did the Yellow Emperor come to this world? He doesn't stay in his world,

What are you doing here? "Xiao Qunqun said. She took a big bite of the snowmelon in her arms, and then put it near Huang Yi's mouth, letting him take a bite too.

Huang Yi opened his mouth and took a bite of the snowmelon, and said while eating: "I don't know about this, I didn't specifically understand this period of history. But the future. With the improvement of our strength, the influence on the second world will become greater and greater Time. You should get in touch with some of his history, after all, this is one of the most important historical figures in the Second World."

"Haha! Killing God is right! The Yellow Emperor is indeed one of the people who influenced the direction of the Second World." At this moment, a strange voice suddenly sounded beside Huang Yi.

Huang Yi turned his head and saw that it was a passerby walking beside him who made the sound.

This passer-by was about twenty years old, with a thin body and the appearance of a weak scholar, but he had a big wine gourd hanging around his waist, and he had the air of a prodigal poet.

"Huh? Why is it you!" Huang Yi looked at this person and was slightly surprised.

"Haha, God of Death, long time no see." The man nodded, showing a hint of a smile, "Since we left that sweet-scented osmanthus hotel half a year ago, we haven't seen each other again. You are instant kill when you come out, it really made me regret it for a long time, this time I came here specially to see your demeanor."

It turned out that the passer-by in front of him was the poet Huang Yi met in the sweet-scented osmanthus hotel in that small forest village on his way to Bailong Lake after destroying Fenglinzhai half a year ago. At that time, he was telling a story to a group of children, and it happened to be about Huang Yi destroying Fenglinzhai.

In addition, the poet is also a big celebrity in the forum. He often organizes the information of some masters and influences for the convenience of players from all over the world. He also often analyzes some current events and explains clearly and well-founded. The influence of him, Wu Xinxuan, Wen Tao and others in the forum is no less than Huang Yi's influence in the second world.

"What do you want me to do? How about we find a tavern and chat while eating?" Huang Yi looked at the poet and said. He admires the poet very much, and he seemed to have a chat with him a long time ago, listening to him talk about the situation in the world today.

The poet shook his head and said with a smile: "No need, I just passed by here and stopped by to take a look. I didn't expect to see you. What happened to you in the past six months really amazed me. I was able to see you Personally, I am already very happy. Although I love to drink, I still have some in my wine gourd. I would like to go to the Tower of the Gods to practice leveling with you, how about we chat?"

"Alright!" Huang Yi nodded, and then sent a team invitation to the poet, and he was included in the team.

"Brother Poet!" At this time, Xiao Qunqun continued to eat a mouthful of snowmelon, and asked while eating: "You continue to tell the story of the Yellow Emperor just now, what world does he come from?"

"I don't know what world it is from. It is not mentioned in the literature handed down from ancient times." The poet shook his head, looked at the curious little skirt, and said with a smile: "But I do know an interesting piece of news. It is said that Time Corporation A plot planner in China accidentally obtained a strange red stone during a space trip. When he fell asleep that night, he dreamed of such a plot, which was later written into the plot of the second world. But This piece of news is a gossip circulating on the Internet, how can there be such a fantasy story, most of it is a random joke made up by an Internet writer..."

Talking and chatting, the three of them came to Longdu's teleportation array, teleported to the 5-player mode on the 90th floor, and started leveling.

At present, Huang Yi's level is the highest among the three, reaching level 90, the poet is at level 75, and Xiao Qunqun is even lower, only at level 50.

However, Xiao Ququn awakened the Nephalem bloodline, which was something Huang Yi couldn't do. With her series of auxiliary skill boosts, the strength of this three-person team has been greatly improved. The bard is a priest class, which can increase blood, and the three complement each other. Huang Yi usually can't clear the five-player mode on the 90th floor with a single brush, but now he can.

"Seckill, does your hero guild want to go public?" At this moment, the poet added a mouthful of blood to Huang Yi, and then asked.

"Yes, as soon as the Sun Guild was listed, it became the number one guild in the world. Who wouldn't be jealous? I don't want to fall behind either." Huang Yi said while releasing various group attack skills.

"But your guild is different from Thor's Sun Guild." The poet shook his head and analyzed, "Although you are very famous, and even this continent is the name of your hero guild, in fact, your guild's most valuable It's still you yourself. Your ability to summon a large group of sanctuary powerhouses is enough to shock the world. With you, no one in the Heroes Guild will dare to mess with you. Hope is unlimited. If I were an investor, I would Look at you, not at the guild behind you. Your halo is so great that it covers up the guild behind you. Without you, your guild would not have much bright spot."

The poet talked eloquently, with a look of pointing out the country and analyzing the situation in the world: "On the other hand, the Sun Guild, the core competitiveness of their guild, apart from having a leader who is as famous as you as Thor, more importantly, they are the only one in the world. The guild with ocean-going ships dominates the ocean and controls the transoceanic trade of the continents. This is the strength of the guild itself. To put it bluntly, if Thor dies one day, it will not affect their ocean-going business. Fleet, they can still operate, they can still dominate the world, this is their core competitiveness. This is what your hero guild lacks, if you die, your guild can't compare with the sun guild at all."

"Then what should we do?" Huang Yi asked, listening carefully to the poet's opinion.

"Do you still remember Dao Feng?" The poet suddenly asked back, his expression becoming a little nostalgic: "Half a year ago, when the second annual grand ceremony was about to be held, Dao Feng did not focus on improving his own strength, but chose to work with him. The team attacked the first kill on the 50th floor of the Tower of the Gods together. He also asked you to cooperate and kill the zombie king together. In fact, the situation that the blade faced at the beginning was a bit like the situation you are facing now. At that time, the largest guild in the world was Although the Heavenly Guild under the pope’s command and the Xuanyuan’s Guild behind the blade are famous, they rely more on the blade, and it is very difficult to win the best guild award.”

"Blade is obviously aware of this. He wants to make the guild stronger, so he focuses on the competition for the first kill, and cultivates the cohesion and combat effectiveness of the guild's own team. He first looked for Thor, and then he looked for you. I am working hard on this matter. You know the final result, he succeeded, and he let Xuanyuan's get the best guild award. From that time on, Xuanyuan's has its own real competitiveness, especially their Yanhuang Legion, the improvement in strength is very obvious." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to m to read. )

PS: There is another chapter to be added next.