Chapter 163 What About the Promised Love?

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A group of people played masturbation and masturbation until dawn last night. They were so addicted to the game that they were almost yelled at by Zhao Xiu to get on the plane. Fortunately, none of the three of them had ordinary physiques. They each closed their eyes and adjusted their breath on the plane, and then recovered their spirits.

"Senior Corpse, your small coffin has a very unique shape." Wang Yan looked at the miniature silver coffin with some curiosity, "Is your puppet corpse all in it?"

"Huh!" The corpse Taoist glanced at Wang Yan coldly, "This old man's corpse coffin is a secret treasure of the sect. Not only can more than a dozen puppet corpses be hidden in it, but it also has the effect of gathering yin and quenching corpses. .”

The corpse Taoist was very dissatisfied with him, so he finally figured out a plan to win back a victory from this seemingly honest but extremely cunning brat.

But before the plan even started, he smashed through it, so that the plan was stillborn. The more he thought about it, the more depressed the corpse Taoist felt.

"Good baby, Senior Corpse is worthy of being a descendant of the sect, and he is indeed rich." Wang Yan gave a thumbs up thumbs up, and then asked curiously, "I think Senior is also a person with storage equipment, why don't you put this The coffin is placed in the storage space?"

The corpse Taoist directly rolled his eyes and said, "Stinky boy, you are still a young man in the new era who has read a lot of fantasy novels. Looking at the size of the old man's coffin, you can understand that this is also a storage space. Storage Space and storage space cannot overlap. Could it be that your master didn't even teach you this kind of common sense?"

Hehe~ Wang Yan laughed dryly twice and understood. This matter is indeed easy to figure out. If subspaces and subspaces can continue to overlap, it will be really messy.

As for Master's teaching...Uncle Pao, the only thing he has taught himself so far is the highest state of picking up girls. I hope that Uncle Pao will explain the practice to him in a serious manner... just imagining that scene, Wang Yan can't help grinning, this kind of unrealistic idea, don't expect it~

Wu Ya Ange opened her half-closed star eyes, and glanced at the two local tyrants. Storage space equipment or something, I haven't had it yet. But they are talking nonsense, talking about the superposition of space and space. How could this make her a dignified domain-level powerhouse?

"Alas~" After a few sentences, the corpse Taoist buried his eyes in a faint confusion again, and there was a trace of melancholy and panic on the zombie's face.

His fingers kept twirling the ancient jade unconsciously.

Wang Yan felt a little embarrassed to see him look closer to his hometown and more timid. After all, this time, he was the one who entangled and lured him to perform the task.

"Senior Corpse, how many years have you not returned to Beimang?" Wang Yan asked with concern.

"How many years?" The corpse Taoist murmured in a low voice, "Exactly, it has been seventy-three years, seven months and thirteen days."

"Uh..." The numbers are so detailed that Wang Yan understands the mood of Taoist Corpse now. Thinking about it, I hadn't been home for more than half a year at that time, and my mood was so uneasy and my thoughts were surging.

It is conceivable that the Taoist corpse must be in a turbulent mood at this time. He remembered that day so clearly again. There must be unforgettable stories in it.

Coming back this time was like peeling away the pain of memories that he didn't want to think about again.

"Senior Corpse~" Wang Yan leaned forward, patted him on the shoulder and said, "There is no need to think about what happened in the past. What happened here, I invite you to have a good drink as an apology."

"I don't have to think about what happened seventy or eighty years ago." The corpse Taoist rolled his eyes proudly, "But you can't forget about the matter of you digging a hole and burying this old man with a drink. At least you have to tell someone Twelve thousand milliliters of blood will do."

"Hehe~" The corner of Wang Yan's mouth twitched, he was worrying about this old monster for nothing, and the old monster's mental health was active.

At this time, the voice of the captain of the transport plane in front rang through the loudspeaker: "Three chiefs, we have successfully passed through the clouds, and we will arrive at the predetermined coordinates in five minutes. The current flight altitude is 800 meters above sea level, please do your best, three chiefs." Get ready to disembark."

arrive?

Through the porthole, Wang Yan saw a great plain of earthy yellow and orange below. The land is yellow-brown, and the crops that are about to mature are also green with a hint of bright yellow.

In the distance, a not-too-high mountain range is winding and lying, half-hidden by thick clouds and mist, revealing a sense of ancient mystery.

Wang Yan was thinking that the vicinity of Beiman Mountain seemed to be a large area of ​​plain farmland, and it would not be a problem for a helicopter to land. But where should this tactical transport plane land?

"Crack, woo~" The rear hatch of the transport plane lowered amidst the hum of the motor. A gust of cold wind poured into the cabin, blowing the hair of the three of them into the air.

"Finally, it's here." The corpse Taoist got up slowly with a complicated expression, holding the silver coffin in his arms, and walked towards the hatch as if walking on a level ground.

"Hmph!" Wuya Ange stretched. As if recalling the embarrassing escape before, a stern look flashed in his eyes. Similarly, they walked slowly to the opened rear hatch.

"It is expected to arrive at the predetermined coordinates in three minutes. The current flight altitude is 600 meters above sea level. Please prepare to disembark the three chiefs." The voice of the captain rang again.

Wang Yan was a little dazed for a moment, and said in a daze, "There is no airport nearby for landing, right? Are we supposed to skydive!? I have never received skydiving training during the newcomer training."

But skydiving is just skydiving. I am also a superpower anyway, so there is nothing to be afraid of skydiving. Then, Wang Yan began to look for the parachute, but he couldn't find the parachute bag after searching.

"Sister An Ge, where's the parachute?" Wang Yan asked suspiciously, "Are you two still dawdling about not wearing the parachute bag? It's about two minutes before we land."

"Jie Jie, Comrade Xiao Wang." The corpse Taoist cast a suspicious look, "Have you never jumped the plane?" That look seemed to contain a hint of contempt.

"Xiao Yan, we superpowers never use parachutes in our missions." Wu Ya'ange turned her head, stroked the hair next to her ears coquettishly, raised her eyebrows, showing a hint of pride, "Parachute down The speed is too slow, and it is easy to become a living target in some missions. Don't worry, just jump down."

What do you mean don't worry, just jump down! ? Does this mean jumping without a parachute?

Wang Yan's forehead was somewhat stained with sweat, and he shrank his head to look at the opened rear hatch, and what he saw was a large and extremely open scene. Just like looking down from a high mountain, the fields are criss-crossed and the scenery is magnificent.

But magnificence is magnificence, but this is 600 meters high after all. Without any safety measures, if you just jump down like this, will you be smashed to pieces?

Even if you really want to jump, at least give him some hints~~ How should he control his body, how to land, and what should he pay attention to during the falling process? Let him jump down without saying anything, he has no idea!

"It is expected to arrive at the predetermined coordinates in one minute. The current flight altitude is 400 meters above sea level. Please prepare to disembark the three chiefs. Fifty, forty-nine..."

With the countdown, Wang Yan's heart tensed up. I have never done anything like jumping directly from a height of hundreds of meters in my life. It is really challenging for people's nerves.

"Jie Jie~~ Comrade Xiao Wang, if you are afraid, you can let your sister An Ge hug you and jump off." The corpse Taoist seized a rare opportunity to mock Wang Yan, and after a few laughs, he stepped out calmly. In the cabin, "This old man is homesick, so I'm one step ahead."

As soon as his foot stepped on the air, the corpse Taoist quickly fell down. However, his posture was calm and unhurried. Obviously, it was not the first time he had done such a grand thing as jumping off a plane.

"Sister An Ge, at this height, the impact force will be very strong under the acceleration of gravity." Wang Yan was a little uneasy. At any rate, I have read books and studied physics.

"Use the power in your own body to offset it." Wu Yaange glanced at him with her wonderful eyes, "Remember what I taught you yesterday, control the air and control the environment. Come on~"

Then she jumped up, gracefully like a skylark, and glides down obliquely.

It is said that we are in love with each other! ? Wang Yan rolled his eyes.

"Ten, nine, eight..." The transport captain was still counting down.

"Huh~" Wang Yan took a deep breath, there is a first time for everything. What's more, Wu Ya'ange's attitude is very obvious, this must be something he can do within the scope of his ability. It's only a few hundred meters high. If they can jump, can't they jump themselves?

A throbbing blood gushed out from his chest, and Wang Yan embraced the sleepy little ferret. Heart beating, teeth gritted, and after taking a few steps in the cabin, he jumped out of the cabin.

Gale! All of a sudden, it poured into his ear, nose, throat, clothes, and pants. The whole body, after stagnating in the air for half a second, quickly fell down.

The tactical transport plane overhead seemed to rush far away amidst the buzzing sound.

Wang Yan only felt that the whole world seemed to be quiet, and only the sound of his own violent heartbeat could be heard in the quiet. The heart is like a pump, transporting plasma to every corner of the body.

A large amount of adrenaline was secreted in an instant, making him feel like he was drunk, and his mind was floating. Time, the surrounding wind, and the speed of the fall seemed to slow down all of a sudden.

The pure yang energy in his body burst into flames with a bang, covering his body with a thin layer of flame.

"Counter acceleration, counteract acceleration." Wang Yan had only this thought in his head, and his bones and muscles swelled slightly as if they were inflated.

The speed of the fall was obviously slower.

But this was not enough, he spread his limbs again, gliding in a large shape to strengthen the air resistance when falling. He held the little ferret in his hand, and it was blowing with the wind.

In a daze, it rubbed its eyes and blinked twice cutely. Then it screamed sharply, and its limbs scratched and pulled.

Is this at Doron's house?

How could he be in mid-air when he woke up? Mommy, grandpa help!

The Lun family is not married yet! ! !

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