Yichuan thought for a moment, then cut his finger, and a drop of blood hung in the air.

Qin Yichen broke into it with a thought, was silent for a moment, and then picked up the teacup.

"Sheet."

Everyone looked puzzled, and Qin Yichen patiently explained it again.

"I said your surname is Zhang."

Han Wei lowered his head and muttered softly.

"Just a drop of blood, of course what you say is what you say."

When Yichuan heard this, his face suddenly sank.

"you shut up."

Apart from bad breath, this guy really doesn't have any problems at all, but the bad breath is enough to drive people crazy.

Can cause trouble for him at any time, anywhere, in any way he can't think of.

Can the Lord of Light in front of him be able to break his mouth?

This is an existence that can easily crush the two of them.

Offending the Lord of Light, it will be the two of them who will suffer at that time.

Han Wei, who was on the side, understood after his mouth stinks, and slapped him in the face.

Qin Yichen chuckled and shook his head.

"It doesn't matter, a drop of blood doesn't matter to ordinary people, but there is a lot of information in it."

"Blood is spread, and the blood imprints in each person's body are different. If things go on like this, a unique identification mark will be formed."

"It just so happens that I am still very familiar with your bloodline."

Qin Yichen said these last words very lightly.

But in fact, it was the key information that Qin Yichen could never forget.

The blood flowing on this person is not pure, not even the orthodox God of War blood, even if he grew up in the star field where the God of War Temple is located.

As for the impure part of the bloodline, it is the same as himself, from the Three Thousand Dao Court.

Zhang surname.

"Zhang Yichuan, this is your full name."

Qin Yichen confirmed it for the second time.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Yichuan bowed deeply to Qin Yichen.

"Thank you, Senior Light Lord."

Qin Yichen smiled slightly and waved it casually.

"If you have nothing to do, go back and cultivate well. Your body will take some time to recover, and the continuous operation will have a great impact on your soul."

Saying that, Qin Yichen suddenly thought of something, and took out a few soul nourishing pills from his storage ring.

This thing has lost its effect to him, but to Zhang Yichuan, it is an excellent tonic.

"You take these things, one for three days, and after taking them, use this exercise to absorb the effect of the medicine."

He casually taught him a basic exercise.

After doing all this, Qin Yichen looked at Han Wei on the side.

Han Wei suddenly put on a smile.

"Senior, big brother, expert, big brother Guangzhu."

After changing the title, Han Wei only hated that he didn't have more honorifics in his head, and all he blurted out were some cursing words.

Qin Yichen didn't mind either, just looked at Han Wei in front of him lightly.

"It doesn't matter, you can find Wuming to discuss more these days, it will be good for both of you."

When Han Wei heard this, his face froze.

what is this?

punish?

Let yourself be beaten by nameless a few times as punishment?

After thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is no loss, and he can justifiably fight his idol.

This was a great opportunity, and Han Wei nodded immediately.

"Thank you, Senior Light Lord!"

Qin Yichen waved his hand.

"Go back all."

Han Wei and Zhang Yichuan hurriedly bowed before leaving.

Zhang Yichuan snapped back to his senses until he left the door.

The purpose of my coming here this time is really to reward Qin Yichen. Why have I been so busy so far? Not only did I not take out the reward, but I also accepted a favor from Qin Yichen.

Looking at the space ring in his hand, in addition to some of the rewards he prepared, there are also a few more medicinal pills.

Looking at the storage ring, Zhang Yichuan sighed after a brief contemplation.

"It seems that the Lord of Light's generosity and kindness is not false at all."

Zhang Yichuan had many thoughts in his mind, but in the end, he just sighed.

Finally, he warned Han Wei.

"Learn more with Wuming, this will only be beneficial to you, not harmful."

Han Wei nodded, didn't leave, turned around and shouted to the room.

"Is Senior Wuming free now? I want to ask for some advice."

Qin Yichen heard the voice outside and shook his head helplessly.

"You go, Wuming, it's best to learn the way I teach you how to exert strength."

Matt nodded quickly and left.

The room fell silent as Matt left.

Qin Yichen didn't bother to pay attention to these guys, to prepare for the grand event of the gods in a month.

In Qin Yichen's eyes, all of this was incomparably bland.

There is no deep hatred, there is just peace.

Li Yun has been comprehending the use of the Yin-Yang Avenue day by day, and Matt has become more and more proficient in combining the power of faith with fists during the repeated discussions.

This guy, Lin Bai, is very bored. He wanders around every day to have some fun.

In addition to practicing, Ares, the **** of war, only imparts some power of faith and fighting skills to the believers.

Seemingly flat, in fact, undercurrents are surging.

Since Qin Yichen asked his clone to attend the banquet last time, there has been an uproar in everyone's heart.

With the passage of time, the boring life on this flying boat quickly brought this topic into the focus of heated discussions.

And nothing else happened on the flying boat, and this topic has become an important topic of discussion for a long time.

In just one month, under the cultivation of the rich imagination of the people on the flying boat, Qin Yichen, the master of light, has become a defiant master.

Although they admit that Qin Yichen is a master, they do not deny that he is defiant.

In the room, after being beaten by Matt again, Han Wei returned to the room with a wound.

Without resting, he went directly to Zhang Yichuan's room.

"I said brother, I don't know the news that the stinky boy came out recently, saying that the Lord of Light itself is a waste, but his subordinates are powerful."

"Really Nima has a sick mind, this son of a **** should be thrown in front of the Lord of Light, and feel the strength of the Lord of Light's predecessors."

"Damn, when he said that, I was like a waste."

The more Han Wei thought about it, the more angry he became.

Such a powerful character, he was like an ant in front of the Lord of Light, extremely humble.

But now that it's good, in their eyes, the Lord of Light is a waste, so isn't he even worse than a waste?

Seeing Han Wei so annoyed, Zhang Yichuan just smiled lightly.

"It doesn't matter, what do you care about what Senior Light Lord doesn't care about?"

Han Wei fiercely took a sip of the tea, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and threw his body on Zhang Yichuan's bed, no matter how much the smelly sweat would leave behind.

"Don't mention this, according to Lord Ares, God of War, it will take two days at most." "What are your plans for this grand gathering of the gods?"