Chapter 687： Another good day

On the helicopter, Tom was repeatedly hesitating whether to continue parachuting.

The singing of the divine bird just now has proved that there are divine birds and even spirits on the mountain.

But at this time they were also awakened. At this time, as a mortal breaking into the realm of the gods, no one is sure what kind of treatment they will receive.

Or, they don’t need to jump down and they can take pictures?

Thinking of this, Tom touched the camera on his chest again. It would be the best if he could take pictures without jumping down.

During his thinking.

Suddenly, a dazzling stream of light burst out of the dense fog. Under the wings of flames, there was a figure in a trance.

"God?"

Before they could react, the figure had disappeared into the distant sky.

Only the clouds and mist torn apart by the wind and waves were left, confirming that they were right.

Is there really a god, or a **** with flame wings, or an angel with wings?

The facts they saw with their own eyes collapsed each of them's old ideas.

Has the world finally changed? Or is it true that gods and UFOs actually existed early in the morning. Does the United States have 52 districts?

Everything that appeared in front of them made them think about it. This is not a TV show.

Suddenly, Tom's face turned pale, and he said anxiously, "Did anyone take a picture?"

Everyone turned their eyes to him, the camera was hanging on his chest, he also blocked the helicopter's hatch, who had the opportunity to take pictures.

"Oh!" Jerry sighed, "How can luck hit all of them? It's not bad to be able to meet these."

McGrady nodded, he reached out and pulled Tom in, and closed the helicopter door.

No one knows what to say. In the situation just now, I really almost shot the appearance of a **** or an angel, just a little bit.

What makes them most uncomfortable is that they clearly saw it, but didn't photograph it. The opportunity to make a fortune close at hand was just missed.

Everyone felt very uncomfortable. They saw the greatest scene in the world. But they couldn't record this great scene, and they couldn't even convince others that they had really seen the gods.

"Go down the mountain, it's all over." The driver said loudly.

Tom looked towards the top of the mountain unwillingly through the glass window.

"The clouds are gone." He exclaimed ecstatically.

The others also looked towards the top of the mountain, and the clouds and mist really dispersed. After the **** left, the clouds seemed to lose control and slowly dispersed.

"Go over there and see, maybe you can get something else."

McGrady said loudly, the pilot had no objection, he had already driven the helicopter towards the top of the mountain.

If there is something left by the gods, you must try to see it for your life.

Not far away, two helicopters flying at a safe height also flew towards this side.

The clouds will disperse, everything on the top of the mountain will be unobstructed, and all the truth will be revealed.

As they flew closer and closer, a wave of disappointment appeared on their faces.

The mountains are white and snowy, everything is as old as before, there are no footprints.

"Trouble now," McGrady whispered.

If there is anything left on the mountain, even the mountain is simply surrounded by clouds and mist, and nothing can be seen, and it can remain a bit mysterious. But now the clouds on the mountain have receded, and the news team on the opposite side must have been photographed.

In this case, the credibility of the previous abnormalities without corresponding photos will be greatly reduced.

....

In the sky, a dazzling fiery red, like a shuttle of light.

The streamer broke through the thick clouds and mist and flashed across the sky, leaving only the piercing clouds and mist, proving what had just happened.

George flapped a pair of flame wings and soared in the sky.

This is a completely different experience from flying broomsticks and flying skills. Not only the speed of flight, it far surpasses the firebolt, and the control power of the wing-like arm command is far beyond the flying technique.

The magic of the flame flows through the body, and the cold and discomfort brought about by flying in the sky are completely changed.

At this moment, George fully experienced the invigorating nature of the tiger leaping into the mountains and the dragon returning to the sea.

At this moment, the sky became his home court, allowing him to fly freely than the earth.

He didn't stay in the sky for long, and the rapid speed of his flight made him land in a house in Nepal in a short time.

This is a somewhat remote courtyard. Rows of fruit trees are planted on both sides of the small courtyard, with lush branches and flowers in full bloom. Behind the small courtyard is a hill full of trees. The hill is lush and green with birds rising and falling from time to time.

This is his property in Nepal, and they were transported here from the fireplace at home.

They slowly descended from the sky and landed in the deserted courtyard.

George found a silver hair comb from his body and helped Anna tidy up her hair that was messed up by the wind while flying.

While helping Anna comb her hair, he said softly, "The next journey is to go back through the fireplace so that we can get home earlier. I think you must be tired."

Anna nodded obediently. Without rest for three days and three nights, she really wanted to return to the warm home and the warm and comfortable bed immediately.

The flight just now has dissipated the dullness in George's heart.

He has no idea of ​​flying directly from Nepal to England. The distance from Nepal to England is not close at all. Even if he is flying faster than an airplane, he still has to fly for several hours.

After all, this is not the time to play around, but then, it is time to go home earlier.

Through the fireplace in the basement, they were quickly transported to the home.

It was the night in the UK, and the family was already asleep.

Without waking the others, George and Anna returned to their rooms and fell asleep deeply.

When George woke up the next day, it was already noon.

He stretched his waist and walked from the upstairs bedroom to the living room with a few traces of oversleeping laziness.

When he walked down the stairs, he was watching Harry, Ron, and Hermione coming from outside the door.

"Hi, George, you are back."

Hermione's eyes lit up and she had seen George, and she waved at George happily.

"Hi, George."

Harry and Ron greeted him.

"Good morning, oh no, good noon."

George looked at the bright sunshine outside, and said calmly, "It's another quiet and peaceful day."

The bright sunshine made people feel more comfortable. He yawned and walked down the stairs slowly.

As Hermione walked over, she said in a weird tone, "Others don't dare to think about it. They think the sky is going to fall."

George went down the stairs, walked to the sofa, found a comfortable position, and sat down.