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Chapter 152 Go Forward, Towards the Sun

There was an abyss in front of him. Lin Zhen's mouth was dry, but Lin Qian didn't stop, so he didn't stop either.

Their feet fell into the air, and the two fell headlong into the abyss.

The moment of weightlessness made Lin Zhen's heart beat wildly, followed by a moment of suffocation, as if a hand was tightly holding his heart.

Unconsciously, the picture of my life began to appear in my mind, and I started to rewind...

The next moment, a buoyancy force came from the crossbar in his hand, and the feeling of weightlessness disappeared.

It was only then that Lin Zhen noticed that Lin Qian was lying on the side of the glider, with his legs on the crossbar at the back, like a bird flying in the air.

With a strong effort in his hands, he followed Lin Qian's example and put his legs on the crossbar behind him, and Lin Zhen finally calmed down.

There is the whistling wind in my ears, the lush green mountains below, and the setting sun in front of me, they are like two moths flying towards the sun!
"We actually flew!"

Lin Zhen was inexplicably shocked, they didn't rely on any extraordinary power, they flew up with such a simple little thing!
It's really uncanny workmanship, ingenious workmanship!

Sometimes he is really curious about how many wonderful ideas are in the little brother's head.

"Oh...fufu..."

Lin Qian's hearty cheers were in his ears.

Although he was prepared, Lin Qian still felt the adrenaline rush when he really flew into the sky. No wonder so many people like extreme sports. Just the moment of weightlessness and being pulled back by the glider is really memorable. Adrenaline rush.

"The feeling of flying is really great!"

Lin Qian is indeed a little excited now. Flying is the most original and greatest dream of human beings, so the happiness he can feel at this time is also extreme and original.

When he came to this world, although everything turned bad into good fortune, he had endured too much and carried too much. He had never felt so relaxed for a moment.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Lin Qian cheered again to vent his agitated mood.

Flying is really the most free way humans can think of!

Lin Zhen on the side was also excited, recalling the feeling at that moment just now, it was really amazing!
Looking at the gloomy mountains below, he also wanted to imitate Lin Qian and howl, but he restrained himself, as a big brother, he still had to have the majesty of a big brother, how could he be so frivolous.

……

In Annan City, at sunset, every household smoked. The women were busy in the kitchen, and the men who had worked all day returned home, sitting in the small yard smoking a cigarette or planning for tomorrow's livelihood.

Suddenly, everyone felt a sudden darkness in front of them.

Everyone subconsciously raised their heads to look at the setting sun. It turned out that at that moment, the sun finally completely sank into the mountains.

But the moment they looked up, they vaguely saw a black shadow passing by the sun, and then the setting sun disappeared, and the sky darkened. It looked like that black shadow swallowed the sun.

And there seemed to be a strange voice coming from that shadow, it was really scary!

Some timid people even started to panic.

In the barracks, Mao Longwen also noticed the movement here, "Get ready for battle!"

Following Mao Longwen's order, the entire barracks started running like a high-speed machine.

Mao Longwen still had a dignified expression. He heard that there were twelve ancestor witches in the Wu clan, and they were in the shape of flying dragons, very similar to the black shadow just now.

But the ancestor witch is a first-rank wizard. Doesn't it mean that there are no first-rank powerhouses in the Wu clan?
But if it wasn't for Zu Wu, why didn't the slightest energy fluctuation leak out, he didn't notice it at all.

If the ancestral witch really attacked, none of them would be spared, and Mao Longwen felt a little heavy.

……

"Dian...Xiao Zhi, something seems to have happened outside. Just now I heard that there seems to be a dragon flying in the sky..."

Jian Qiu returned to the tent, and excitedly said to Yong'an.

Yong'an felt that the palace was suffocated, and they were not the same as palace maids. Now that they encountered new things, they were naturally equally excited.

"dragon?"

Sure enough, upon hearing the words, Yongan, who was still slumped on the bed, sat up in a jerk, and then ran out of the tent vigorously, looking up at the sky, and kept asking, "Where is the dragon? Where is the dragon? Where is the dragon?" ?”

Without keeping her waiting, a huge black shadow flew across the sky from a distance. This black shadow was more than one foot wide and less than half a foot long, like a dragonfly magnified countless times.

"It's really a dragon!"

Yong'an's eyes were full of bright light, and he was so excited that he was bouncing on the ground, "There really is a dragon!"

……

In the sky, looking at the densely packed tents below, Lin Qian and Lin Zhen had smiles on their faces.

Lin Qian could suddenly feel the exhilarating feeling of "returning a thousand miles of Jiangling in one day". The distance of hundreds of miles took the two of them less than half an hour, and they finally arrived at the military camp at sunset.

In this situation, a word involuntarily popped into Lin Qian's mind.

[Just drenched in the auspicious rain, and rewarded An Nanyue again.

Flying across the ten thousand zhang high mountains, you can see Chu Tianshu in the extreme.

Letting the wind and rain blow is better than strolling in the courtyard,
To be lenient today.

The son said in Kawakami: The dead are like a husband!

The wind is moving, the turtles and snakes are quiet, and they are ambitious.

A tool traverses east and west, and the natural moat becomes a thoroughfare.

The stone walls of the Xijiang River were further erected, and the clouds and rain in Wushan were cut off.
Gaoxia out of Pinghu.

The goddess should be safe, but the world should be shocked. 】

Lin Qian expressed his feelings, and blurted out a word.

Although Lin Zhen is a martial artist, he can also feel the subtlety of this poem. The heroic and magnificent feeling between the lines is just three short sentences: , obviously only nine words, but a scene of earth-shaking changes took place in his mind immediately.

The use of words, the construction of pictures, and the ability to mobilize emotions are simply wonderful!
At this moment, suddenly, the glider, which was flying smoothly, fell vertically down like a bird with wet feathers, as if it was grasped by one hand.

At the same time, the soldiers aimed their crossbows at the falling Lin Qian, and the Confucianism cultivators in the barracks also mobilized their talents and were ready to strike at any time.

Lin Qian suddenly lost his soul.

"Medical Officer Lin Qian, come here to report by order!"

Lin Zhen puffed up his breath and shouted downwards.

But how can Mao Longwen believe it, the crossbow arrows are still aimed at the direction where the two of them are falling, and when they reach the best range, they will greet the two uninvited guests with a rain of arrows. That strange flying machine is obviously a unique skill of the Wu people. Coincidentally, how could it be Lin Qian, the medical officer?
At this moment, a sudden gust of wind blew up, and the glider that was falling suddenly stabilized, changing from a flying bird with broken wings to a gliding wild goose.

Mao Longwen's eyes widened, obviously without any grandeur, without any power fluctuations, but this wind just appeared out of thin air.

"This is, a vision?"

A Confucian scholar standing beside him narrowed his eyes slightly and said in disbelief.

"Stop, stop!"

Thinking of this, the Confucian scholar quickly stopped the soldiers who were about to strike.

Since the vision can be attracted, at least it means that the person who came is a Confucianism cultivator, so it is impossible to be a witch. If it weren't for the delicate situation, he even couldn't wait to enter Wengong to look at the list of books, and he knew this song What is the poem that caused the vision.

A masterpiece handed down from generation to generation, has an irresistible attraction for every reader!
(End of this chapter)