All Gods: Invincibility starts from being abandoned by the gods

(This book is cool, absolutely no knife, everyone can watch it with confidence!) The author's name is Huang Tuo, can't you explain my style? Hehe~)

"Little sister! Uncle Wu! I am back! In

front of a dilapidated two-story building in the inferior god gathering area, Wang Yi stood in front of the door with a large bag and a small bag.

As the face recognition of the door is completed, the door opens with a sound.

"Little sister, we have money! See what I brought you! Uncle Wu, I bought you good wine!

Wang Yi walked into the door, but what he saw was blood stains on the ground!

A middle-aged man was lying on his stomach at the entrance, with a steel knife stuck in his back, and blood seeped through his white shirt. The fingers of his left hand were stained with blood and wrote a few large characters.

[The murderer is...]

It's a pity that the blood book stopped abruptly in the most critical place, leaving only unwilling scratches.

Faced with such a standard and terrifying murder scene, Wang Yi's heart did not fluctuate.

"Uncle Wu, I bought you good wine, get up... Isn't the set of knife in the back already used? Seeing

that the 'corpse' lying on the ground was unmoved, Wang Yi sighed, tore open the outer packaging of the wine with a sting, and then opened the cap of the wine bottle with a bang, and was about to pour it on the ground.

"Stop! Rebel thief! The

dead body bounced up almost from the floor and grabbed Wang Yi's wrist.

"Xiao Yi, waste is shameful!"

"Uncle Wu, your blood is made of ketchup mixed with syrup, is it getting more and more realistic? Isn't that a waste on your part?

Wang Yi handed the bottle over with a slight dissatisfaction: "Didn't we say okay?" Don't wear a white shirt and play dead with blood. If the blood stains are not washed clean, the clothes are scrapped.

Uncle Wu was very angry: "What do you understand? Only the white of the shirt and the red of the blood can produce enough visual impact!

This is art, the artist's business, how can it be considered a waste?

"Then ask the big artist to explain to us, which deceased has to write [the murderer is] first, can't you write the name directly?"

Uncle Wu scratched his head a little embarrassed: "I didn't think of who is better to write for a while

..." Wang Yi shook his head helplessly: "Art is really rigorous..."

After he changed into slippers, he carefully stepped on the open space outside the realistic plasma and moved into the room with difficulty.

Stepping into the living room, Wang Yi shouted loudly: "Little sister! Delicious is coming! A

thin girl in a floral dress ran down from the second floor, and when she saw Wang Yi, her eyes lit up, and she immediately opened her hands and hugged him.

Wang Yi opened his arms with a smile on his face, and then the girl took away the food he was carrying.

The little girl looked at the big meal in her bag, flicked her ponytail, and happily ran to the restaurant, leaving Wang Yi alone standing in place with her arms open awkwardly.

"Don't even give a hug? Wu Qingyu? Little fish!

After the little girl took out the lunch boxes one by one and placed them on the table, she ran over and gave Wang Yi a hug, and then linked her hands and greeted them in sign language.

[Welcome brother home.]

At this time, Uncle Wu wiped the ketchup on his face while looking at the wine bottle: "Wow! This wine is the Drunken Country Soul Collector's Edition! Or Phnom Penh! So expensive! Did you kid pick up god coins on the road, or did you fall for a rich woman? The

little sister, who was fiddling with the delicious food on the table, instantly sat up straight, her eyes wide like copper bells.

"Don't talk nonsense, which rich woman wants me?" Wang Yi spread out his hands and summoned the World Stone: "I, I have become a god." Although it is still only a trainee god....

Uncle, what's wrong with you? Ay! Other...... Don't cry!

Uncle Wu looked at the World Stone suspended in Wang Yi's hand, and tears suddenly welled up without warning. So suddenly, Wang Yi was also confused.

He also seemed to realize his gaffe, and quickly wiped a handful of tears: "It's okay, the drunken soul of the collector's edition hasn't been drunk for too long, and I'm crying."

It's good to become a god! Became a god... All right.

Uncle Wu seemed to have a lot to say, but he couldn't say it, so he could only keep patting Wang Yi's shoulder, constantly repeating things like good, good, and so on.

Xiao Yuer also temporarily gave up her favorite food, trotted all the way to Wang Yi, and carefully poked the world stone with her finger.

Uncle Wu quickly stopped her: "Xiaoyu! Don't mess around! This is untouchable!

Xiaoyu was startled and ran away with a pout.

"Uncle Wu, Xiaoyuer, not only have I become a trainee god, but I have also received an exemption from the Terremiel Academy, and they have prepared a separate dormitory for me, which is much better than our narrow two-story building.

Let's have a good meal today! Move in tomorrow!

Uncle Wu's eyes widened suddenly: "Is it Tyremir? That Tyrimir! That's the top group of god schools! Are you admitted without examination?

Wang Yi smiled modestly: "There are also noble people to help." Moreover, the teachers in the Tyrimir Academy are very strong, and the divine rank is also very high.

Perhaps, Xiao Yuer's strange disease..." Uncle

Wu was very happy, and held Wang Yi's shoulder: "Well, I still know to think about your sister." Finally, you have not lived up to Uncle Wu's daily tricks and cultivated your sentiments with the art of pretending to die!

"No, I think it's better to live up to this."

While the two were chatting hotly, Xiao Yuer reached out and pulled Wang Yi's cuffs, looked up at him pitifully, and rubbed his little belly.

"Oooh, let's eat and talk! The little fish are hungry. A big meal today! Pack up and move tomorrow! The

three of them sat around the table, tasting the food Wang Yi bought back. This is definitely a delicious and hearty meal for a family of three who live on the relief of the temple of the gods.

Looking at the father and daughter duo with happy smiles on their faces, Wang Yi was full of emotion in his heart.

Since his parents mysteriously disappeared, he was sent to Uncle Wu's house. This makes the already struggling family even worse.

However, Uncle Wu and Xiao Yuer never complained in the slightest, and Uncle Wu regarded himself as his own.

These years, although I have lived a very poor life, I have been very happy.

Wang Yi secretly vowed in his heart that he must help Xiaoyuer cure the strange disease, and let their father and daughter live a good life.

Be stronger! And to find the truth about the disappearance of parents!

Wang Yi picked up the water cup and collided with Uncle Wu's wine glass and Xiao Yuer's drink glass.

"Uncle Wu, little sister, I promise you! The days ahead will definitely get better and better! Cheers! "

Cheers!!"

The narrow two-story building is filled with happy laughter and longing for the future.

What Wang Yi didn't know was that at the same time, in the high-end god city area at the other end of the Origin City, some of his materials were placed on the desk.

A silver-haired god sat behind the table with a sneer on his lips.

"Is that him..."

the servant god across the table lowered his voice: "Family master, this Wang Yi has been admitted to Tyrimir and has also received the name of the Ye family. Are we..."

"The god lord of the Inca god lineage, has fallen."

The servant was stunned, and did not react to what the head of the family meant.

"This is a great opportunity for the Silver Moon God line to replace the Inca God line and advance to the fourth lineage. This young man is carrying the gift of a powerful divine system, perhaps it is an opportunity to make Silver Moon great again! The

Silver Moon Patriarch's snake pupils turned scarlet, reflecting the greed and madness of devouring the giant elephant. He picked up a pen and brush and wrote a secret letter and handed it to the servant god along with the information.

"Go, send the information to my good niece, she knows what to do."