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Yang Mingyu didn't know anything about the series of changes in his body.

At this time, the transport plane also returned to the headquarters base of Dragon Soul, and landed steadily on the platform.

As the cracked mountain slowly closed, the green mountain that had been divided into two immediately recovered its appearance, as if nothing had happened.

The moment the plane landed steadily and opened the hatch, everyone in the Dragon Soul Base had already surrounded the plane.

At this time, all the people in the Dragon Soul Base did not know the tragic situation at that time, so they still regarded it as the previous situation.

Not only did they gather together for a warm welcome, but the moment Yang Mingyu and the Dragon King appeared, everyone even fired a small salute and pulled up a banner.

"Warmly celebrate the Dragon King leading the Dragon Soul to regain the tenth spirit vein!"

Facing the cheerful and cheerful celebration scene, the Dragon King let out a long sigh, and then quickly left the scene.

All this reminded him of the laughter of those dead soldiers.

Obviously not long ago he was still alive, obviously he said this to himself not long ago, obviously not long ago he was still thinking about everything he would do after returning!
Looking at the Dragon King leaving in front of him, and the people who came down from the transport plane one after another.

Everyone who was still celebrating happily was stunned. What happened?

Obviously, every time I came back in the past, the Dragon King and everyone laughed and laughed, and I really like this kind of celebration.

But this time...

"Stop shouting, stop shouting, something is wrong!"

The leading personnel immediately stopped the cheerful scene around them, and looked at Yang Mingyu in bewilderment.

During the time when everyone left, they already knew that Yang Mingyu was the third priest!
In the entire Dragon Soul organization, although the Dragon King is the only one who can command them.

But the status of the three major priests is actually higher than that of the Dragon King!

Now that the Dragon King is gone, it is natural to look for Yang Mingyu who went out with the Dragon King.

Facing everyone's questions, Yang Mingyu shook his head with a disappointed expression, and then he waved his hands back.

Immediately, the hatch of the second transport plane slowly opened, and the moment the hatch opened, everyone's eyes began to move, full of disbelief!
"This...this...this..."

When the dead bodies were placed in front of them, everyone at the scene was shocked and speechless.

A feeling of desolation instantly permeated the entire base, infecting everyone's hearts.

"You all have a good rest, thank you for your hard work!" Yang Mingyu turned around and said to the only remaining people.

Everyone didn't refuse, they were so tired, everything was like a dream.

It's just that I hope that when I wake up, it's really just a dream!

As the remaining dragon soul fighters left one after another, some personnel in the dragon soul base looked dull and staggered towards the corpse.

Most of these personnel are middle-aged and elderly people, and only a small part of them are young people.

But they all have one thing in common, they are the family members of some of the victims!

Yang Mingyu passed through the crowd silently, and the moment he was about to leave, there was a burst of sobbing and crying from the transport plane behind him.

The moment the sound sounded, Yang Mingyu, who was about to leave, immediately paused, and then walked away again slowly.

Back in the room, the more Yang Mingyu thought about it, the more depressed he felt in his heart. He immediately teleported himself to Void's company.

The moment he returned to the company, Yang Mingyu immediately punched him hard, as if he wanted to vent all his depression!
In the face of Yang Mingyu's angry attack, a powerful force erupted at this moment, and the entire office was instantly reduced to ashes, but then returned to normal.

After venting, Yang Mingyu's mood finally calmed down a lot, and he was sent back to the Dragon Soul Base again. After all, he still had things to do.

In the room of the base, Ye Yiyi looked at the empty room in front of her and wondered what was going on?
The next moment, Yang Mingyu's figure quietly appeared behind her.

"What are you doing?"

Yang Mingyu shouted, and patted Ye Yiyi's shoulder.

Ye Yiyi was taken aback immediately, and subconsciously turned around and punched, only to hear the punch hit Yang Mingyu's chest.

At this moment, looking at Yang Mingyu who was puzzled in front of her, Ye Yiyi finally came to her senses.

"You scared me to death!"

Ye Yiyi seemed to be in shock and stroked her chest with her hand, but this action coupled with her figure was somewhat seductive.

"Scare you? I haven't said you yet! Didn't I tell you all to go to rest? Why do you care about me so much?"

"Come to my room, are you planning to plot against me?"

Yang Mingyu looked at Ye Yiyi's elastic chest and said jokingly.

"Fart! Although you are very strong, it can be said that I plotted against you, you think highly of you!"

"And what kind of eyes do you have, you are obviously so good, but you are so rogue!"

Ye Yiyi also noticed Yang Mingyu's gaze at this moment, he hurriedly stopped his hands and crossed his hands in front of his chest.

"Stupid, men are not bad, women don't love! You have never been in love, you don't understand!"

While talking, Yang Mingyu smiled as if looking at a child, and stroked Ye Yiyi's head with his hands.

The sudden killing by touching the head made Ye Yiyi's face turn red with embarrassment, and she seemed unable to say anything.

"Tell me, what are you doing here? It can't be that you are really greedy for my body, right?"

Hearing this, Ye Yiyi broke free instantly, and rolled her eyes at Yang Mingyu.

"Don't be so narcissistic! This girl likes pigs and dogs, but she won't even like you."

"It's the Dragon King who called you, so I'm not in the mood to see you!"

After speaking, Ye Yiyi snorted coldly, turned around with a cold look, and walked out the door.

Looking at Ye Yiyi who disappeared before his eyes, Yang Mingyu suddenly grinned and said to himself: "It's time to add a sister to Jun Jun."

After speaking, Yang Mingyu teleported to the Dragon King's office on the spot, which startled the Dragon King who was dealing with matters.

"I said that your strength has increased, can't you walk two steps? My office is not too far from your room!"

Yang Mingyu smiled and poured himself a cup of tea, and took a sip.

"Why do I walk when I can teleport? You think so?"

The Dragon King covered his face and shook his head, why didn't he realize that this guy was a bit shameless before.

"Let's get down to business. I counted just now. The total number of people this time is 1342, and the exact number of survivors is 624."

"That is to say, this time, the Dragon Soul sacrificed 718 people! Among them, 473 were ordinary warriors, 221 were congenital including Grandmasters, 15 Wuwangs, seven Wuzuns, one Wusheng, and one Wudi"

Listening to the Dragon King's explanations word by word, Yang Mingyu's playful face became much quieter.

"What about the other party's casualties?" Yang Mingyu asked in a deep voice.

"According to the only surviving people, a total of 1140 people came this time, including one Martial God, two Martial Emperors, four Martial Saints, ten Martial Venerables, and fifty Martial Kings."

"In the end, 14 people were captured, and the rest were all inferior in nature. In comparison, our losses were much less."

"And for those people from the film and television school, almost 7% of their vitality has been cut off!"

"In the many years since Dragon Soul was founded, this is the first time!"

Yang Mingyu nodded silently, and then took out the son-mother magic weapon from his pocket.

"What do you think?" Dragon King asked immediately when he saw this thing.

"Well, doesn't he like to collect blood energy? I use my blood energy, and I satisfy him."

"At that time, it will definitely return to its mother body, and as long as I follow him, I can find the culprit this time and avenge the soldiers!"

Yang Mingyu looked at the pendant carefully, and the murderous look in his eyes slowly diffused.

"Are you sure? Actually, do you know? The hidden sect has long been nothing to the Dragon Soul."

"If the sore can be cured by just sacrificing a little more, everyone will be happy, after all, Dragon Soul fighters are not greedy for life and afraid of death!"

"Then why not destroy it?" Yang Mingyu asked.

"Hey! One of the biggest reasons for this is that these hermit sects hide extremely deeply!"

"They're like a rat hole with tangled roots. Except you can see him coming out, you can't find the source at all!"

As the Dragon King said, he knocked heavily on the table, venting his anger!
"Then don't worry! This trip is not only for revenge, but also to destroy them!"

Yang Mingyu said firmly, and the next moment, he forced out a drop of his own blood from his fingertips.

It was a drop of blood that couldn't be smaller, but the moment the blood appeared, the Dragon King immediately felt an inexplicable coercion, as if the pressure in the whole room had increased.

And the pendant held by Yang Mingyu's other hand also trembled at this moment, and danced in the direction of the blood.

Yang Mingyu didn't stop him in any way, allowing his own blood to be slowly absorbed under the control of the magic weapon.

As the magic weapon absorbed this drop of blood, the magic weapon was almost full and overflowed, emitting a scarlet halo!

Looking at the magic weapon floating in the air, Yang Mingyu immediately attached his divine sense to it, directly making him recognize himself as the master.

How could the little magic weapon be able to resist the strength of the Tribulation Transcendence Period? The divine sense was imprinted on it almost as soon as it touched it.

Since the magic weapon had recognized him as the master, Yang Mingyu immediately felt the longing contained in the magic weapon, and he also felt where the mother's body was.

But even though he felt it, Yang Mingyu didn't leave immediately, but held back the longing for the magic weapon first.

Because at this time he still has one thing to do, to apply for pensions for the dead soldiers, and arrange the funeral by the way.

"Hey, father-in-law, I have something to ask you..."

Yang Mingyu Balabala talked about the whole thing, and also expressed his idea of ​​wanting a sum of money for the soldiers as an additional pension.

Faced with his son-in-law's request, Lin Wanyong naturally agreed generously.

Isn't that 100 million per person?That's only more than 7000 million, not even [-] million.

Lin Wanyong immediately waved his hand, and transferred [-] million directly to Yang Mingyu's card.

Anyway, it is to give money, it is better to make up a whole number and use the remaining money as pocket money for your son-in-law.

What's wrong with this?no problem!
The Dragon King who heard the whole chat was envious, but it was a pity that he was single and didn't have a rich father-in-law.

But with this money, the pensions of the soldiers are finally not so small!