"What happened today?"
Fang Zhuangwu looked around, anger in his eyes.
These days, he has been thinking about the engine of the car, so busy that he can't wait to give birth to four hands, and he doesn't even dare to waste the time on the spirit boat.
Originally, I planned to take advantage of the time to pick up the waterproof materials for Junior Brother Xiao and hurry up to ponder over the design drawings.
The result was good, but was disturbed again.
Fang Zuoshu's thoughts were all disturbed, his eyes flooded with coldness, and he could almost grow a knife!
"Which dog is noisy?!"
The laborers on the spirit boat didn't dare to answer, they just pointed in the air in embarrassment.
Before Fang Zhuangzhuang raised his head, he heard the reverberation in the air.
"Bold! How dare you be rude to Wuzuo!"
Frowning his brows and casting his eyes, he saw one old and one young standing quietly in the sky.
The old man is about fifty years old, with white silk on his temples.
The young man looks like he is in his early twenties, with a small white face.
Not only did the two look alike, but his mother pretended to be virtuous.
After finally getting some ideas, I was interrupted by two wonderful people.
Fang Zuoshu was so angry that he cursed, C language is self-taught!
"Where are the two stupid X's, they have nothing to do when they are full! Hurry up and roll! What's the matter, you have to play with each other while you play!"
Not too lazy to look at that face again, Fang Zuoshu raised his hand and waved out his long sleeves.
The two father and son haven't reacted yet, it's like they are in the heart of the storm!
The next moment, the wind echoed in the sky.
"Wow!"
The two shadows were swept by the strong wind and turned into meteors again.
The whole process is as simple as swatting flies, leaving only a gorgeous arc, moving away to the left side of the sky, like a different kind of scenery...
The flying boat set sail again, and no one cared about the little episode.
Thousands of miles away.
Two streams of light fell into the long river, and the waves splashed hundreds of feet!
"thump!!"
The two father and son jumped to the bottom of the water and plunged into the black mud for several feet. The terrifying strength gradually dissipated, and they were able to stop their bodies and escape the long river with a look of horror.
Another burst of water splashed.
The two figures landed on the river bank, their bodies were wet, their pale faces were more frightened than a chicken in soup.
Xiong Zhong only felt the qi and blood surging in his five internal organs, and his whole body kept shaking, with a look of surprise on his face.
His eyes flashed with anger.
"father!"
"Didn't you say that there are no more masters! What's the matter?!"
Xiong Fen's face was ashen.
"You, are you questioning your fatherhood?"
A loud roar sounded like thunder, and the surrounding wind blew up.
Xiong Zhong was also taken aback for a moment, and bowed his head in awe.
"Child dare not..."
"This matter, this matter is really weird!"
"Dad, you also said that Yunxing should have few masters, but why do we always meet? It's not good for us to be a teacher again and again, are we really so unlucky?"
"You said that Jitai is coming, and is it still coming?"
Xiong Fen did not reproach, but also showed contemplation, because things were indeed a bit strange.
But no matter how you think about it, it is impossible for there to be so many masters in the barren Yunxing, otherwise it will not block the corridor for 100,000 years.
Another failure, there is only one possibility...
Although there are only a few masters, they just let their father and son meet, so unlucky!
Xiong Fen's eyes were deep, and he showed an old and spicy look full of experience!
"Perhaps, it's just that our luck is a little bit worse."
Saying so, he comforted.
"Children, there are nine out of ten unsatisfactory people in life. One or two failures are extremely common. Although Yunxing's masters are few, we have all met them, although the luck is really bad. But after that, they will definitely not. bumped into."
"Because there are definitely not enough Yunxing masters in one hand, we have already met two of them, and it is impossible to meet again in the future."
"There are only three things to do, the beauty of the gods is right in front of you, do you want to give up the heavenly soldiers you can easily get for the sake of two defeats?"
"You have to be firm in your mind, and keep going forward! Not only this time, but also in your practice from now on!"
The words of deep meaning are full of perseverance and determination, and Xiong Chong's blood reverberated when he heard it.
A pot full of chicken soup!
He seemed to see the future in his dreams, not only Qing Yin Xianyun, who was thinking about it, but also the road of kings overlooking the common people!
After thinking about it for a while, I felt more and more that his father's words were full of truth.
Yunxing is an obscure and backward planet. There are only a few masters who can break the sky. I have already encountered two, so I can't meet them again, right?
The more he thought about it, the more determined his mind became, Xiong Chongfa gritted his teeth!
"Father said it, we must not give up!"
"It's just three things, we won't be so unlucky all the time!"
"The big deal is to deal with the enemy next. Let's observe for a while before taking action."
Listening to his son's great progress, Xiong Fen came to comfort him with a smile.
"well!"
"Eat a cut and grow a wisdom. You can deal with the enemy so cautiously, and your mood has greatly improved. After this, you will definitely advance to the next level!"
Even in the face of catastrophe, the two fathers and sons gained a lot, and immediately looked excited.
Regroup, swing away from the void!
After a few breaths, they passed through a valley and found that the Yunxing natives were fighting with some sporadic monsters.
Sweep away.
The Yunxing aborigines are all mediocre, and they are all unsightly ants.
The monsters are also extremely humble, they are all puppets without intelligence.
The fighting between the two sides seemed brutal, but in their overlooked line of sight, nothing but grass chickens pecked at each other, and after a few glances, there was no interest at all, and there was no desire to show up.
Originally, the two fathers and sons would never stay on them too much, and forgiveness is nothing good.
But Xiong Zhong actually had a little interest.
"Father, why don't we inquire about these people. First, to find out the specific situation of Yunxing, and second, to grab a few treasures by the way. It doesn't matter whether the treasure is good or not, the main thing is that we have a good luck?"
After experiencing successive failures, Xiong Fen nodded slightly.
"Well, this remark is even in my heart."
No wonder they started to engage in superstitions, they are really unlucky, even if the ground is full of ants, it is a good choice to inquire about the news to regain some confidence and get some spiritual compensation by the way.
The two father and son agreed steadily, and immediately swayed away from the void and volleyed down.
But before they set foot on the ground, they noticed that there was a flying boat galloping in the distance, like a streamer, which was shockingly fast!
That unusual speed always feels a little familiar...
Divine Consciousness probed quietly.
The father and son were stunned for a moment, their faces tense!
instant.
The flying boat appeared in the sky, and it was Fang Zhuang who was standing still at the front!
Stuck in the middle of the battlefield, the two father and son were so shocked that they couldn't move, and the terrifying memories just came to their minds, like being struck by lightning!
"How could it be him?"
"It's him! It's him who knocked them down! How did they meet again!?"
The father and son had a solemn expression on their faces, only to feel in a dilemma.
Unexpectedly, I will meet this Yunxing master again.
This, this is too unlucky!
Before they could decide what to do, another streamer figure galloped towards the flying boat.
It looks like a **** of war, with long hair fluttering, and a dagger in his hand.
The person here is Xiao Zhan.
Just seeing the sharp dagger, the fear in the father and son's eyes could no longer be added. Even the elder Xiong Fen of the Moon God Pavilion who had read all the vicissitudes of life, his eyes widened in shock at this moment!
Gah!
Another touch.