As long as there is blood, the gods will kill you

"Eight thousand and fifty."

"Eight thousand and fifty-one."

"Eight thousand and fifty-one."

"..."

dong dong dong.

The crisp sound of knocking on the glass made Xiang Yang stop.

He looked sideways.

A figure stood outside the glass window.

"Why are you here?" Xiang Yang took a long breath and put down the barbell.

Stand up after wiping off the sweat.

"Will that be effective in exercising?" Jiang You pointed to the barbell on the iron frame through the glass.

The shape is similar to that of ordinary barbells, but it needs to be a few times bigger.

"This thing is specially made, and I forgot how many tons it weighs. It's just for fun." Xiang Yang smiled, stepped forward and opened the door, "Why do you think of coming to me?"

"Just chat." Jiang You asked, "Brother Fang, is your situation convenient?"

"If you are a researcher, if you want to wear protective clothing and come into contact with me, it's okay for you."

Xiang Yang simply came out of the gym.

"This floor belongs to me. In order to avoid contact with outsiders, I have not gone downstairs for a while."

Xiang Yang only wore a sports vest, and his muscular muscles exuded a sense of majestic strength.

"Brother Fang, you're in a good state," Jiang You asked.

"Of course, everything is under control." He said, "Besides, it's only been a few days, and I won't lose control so quickly."

"Going out for a walk?"

"Okay, wait for me to change clothes."

Xiang Yang went to the locker room, fully wrapped up.

"Such an exaggeration." Jiang You clicked his tongue.

"It was developed by the research institute, and I don't know how effective it is."

Xiang Yang walked beside Jiang You, like a big bear.

The two left the floor and came outside the building.

Stepping on the ground, breathing in the fresh air, Xiang Yang showed a long-lost smile, "Staying in the house for the past few days is almost suffocating."

"Sizhu Ye said that the prison built for you is about to be completed." Jiang You said, "It may be even more boring then."

"What are you talking about." Xiang Yang shook his head and said, "The word prison doesn't sound good."

"That's called 'Deification Process Observatory'." Jiang You said.

"It's even worse." Xiang Yang laughed.

The two chatted casually first.

The research institute is said to be an institute, but it is actually more like a city within a city, covering a huge area.

The two walked into the park not far away.

The flowers and plants are in full bloom, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

There are also some old men and women walking in the woods.

"Brother Fang." Jiang You couldn't help but ask after the round of chattering was over, "In one more week, it will be the general handover ceremony."

"Uncle Li... didn't recommend me to be a real warrior before, and Elder Ye also suggested the same."

The boy looked at his feet.

He could see the end of the stone road, but he couldn't see the direction of Da Zhou's road.

"Sizhu Ye also said that my strength and potential are all capable of participating in the competition."

Jiang You struggled, "I don't know what to do."

The opportunity I once wanted is in front of me, but it makes people hesitate.

"I want to become a warrior and become the strongest in the Great Week."

Most people would say this when they first came into contact with the extraordinary world.

But when standing in front of that door after going through the ups and downs of this journey, I just realized the weight of this door.

Li Xunguang used to be, and so did Xiangyang.

Every transcendent who can walk to the current position is a warrior with incomparable fortitude.

Seeing fellow travelers fall down one after another, take over their will and move on.

The name of the strongest under this catastrophe is too heavy.

"This kind of thing..." Xiang Yang subconsciously raised his hand to pat him on the shoulder, but the clothes were so bulky that he had no choice but to give up.

Then he said, "It's up to you. Besides, it's just an election. Even if you participate, you may not be elected."

"There are so many night watchmen at the scene, and there are votes from directors, generals, former generals, professors, academicians, etc., can you be elected if you participate."

"It seems to be the same." Jiang You scratched his head, "But if you are going to compete, you must not slack off."

"That's the truth." Xiang Yang agreed, "When I spoke on stage, I was quite nervous. I had prepared a long time in advance for that line alone. But our two situations are a little different."

He continued, "My record and strength when I ran for the election were impeccable, and the rest of the candidates did not pose much threat to me."

"Even in terms of age, the 29-year-old is just one or two years earlier than the record of the youngest fighter. It is not so exaggerated that it is unacceptable."

"..." A few words silenced Jiang Yougan.

He reckoned that if he didn't have himself, Xiang Yang would be the brightest new star in Dazhou.

"Come on." Xiang Yang encouraged.

"Come on." Jiang You was weak.

The two walked to the center of the park.

The lake is rippling with blue waves, and the green willows are shady by the lake.

Standing by the lake paved with cobblestones, the two looked at the rippling lake.

"Brother Fang, Uncle Li will be buried in a few days, are you going?" Jiang You asked.

"Go." Xiang Yang said.

Jiang You looked melancholy.

According to Li Xunguang's words, he enjoyed state welfare before the age of 20 and enjoyed the resources cultivated by the state to the fullest.

From 20 to 30 years old, give back to the big week.

A Red Maple battle wiped away all those insignificant achievements.

He is not qualified to live in the martyr's cemetery, nor is he qualified to face Lao Lu and others.

After death, it would be good to be buried on a certain mountain in the sea of ​​clouds.

Just let him raise his eyes, and he can have a panoramic view of the sea of ​​clouds.

Should Uncle Li be hypocritical?

I can't say it, it's just that the shackles in my heart are too heavy.

Even, almost a demon.

Li Xunguang today is just like Huo Yong in the past.

-

In the end, Jiang You didn't obey Uncle Li's last wish, just like he didn't obey Huo Yong's last wish: After all, he really couldn't do such a thing as grabbing the ashes and throwing them away.

If there is one, there are two, in this case, let Li Shuan live in the cemetery safely.

In fact, look at it from another angle.

Uncle Li burned his own life and refined the gods to help Da Zhou eliminate hidden dangers. By the way, he opened the way for Jiang You, which also changed his direction to strengthen Da Zhou's strength.

He is not unqualified to live in the cemetery.

In front of the tombstone, stood Jiang You, Lu Yaoyao and Xiang Yang.

Very low-key.

In this regard, Jiang You respected Li Xunguang and did not make too much noise.

The girl stood behind Jiang You with complicated eyes.

Li Xunguang on the tombstone smiled.

He looks like a gentle uncle.

"Okay, old Li, you don't have to feel uncomfortable and entangled anymore."

"It's us who are uncomfortable."

"I will have a good pregnancy in my next life, although I don't know if there is such a thing as hell..."

Jiang You paused, and said, "Well, let me find a chance to ask for you to see if there is such a thing as hell in the world."

"I hope so. Life is short. It's a pity that it is so short."

"I will definitely burn paper for you during the holidays."

"I, you definitely don't have to worry. Yaoyao is with me, which is much better than you, a widowed old man."

"..."

The more Jiang You talked, the more uncomfortable he felt.

After a moment of silence, I finally didn't know what to say.