Draw a Diao Chan as a wife

Chapter 40
While Lu Yang, Little Giant Bird, and Painting Scroll were chasing after him quickly, Zhuge Bing and his party, who were far away at the gate of hell, were worried and bewildered, not knowing what to do next.

Liu Yang was carrying a broadsword, with firmness engraved on his vicissitudes of face. He looked at Zhuge Bing, pointed at the island in the sky, and said sonorously, "Lu Yangfei has been here for several hours, and there is no news at all! I can't see it. If we delay any longer. If we wait any longer, we will not be able to get out of this boundless island in the sky."

"Yes."

Sima Dehuan's evil face was also full of gloom at the moment. He nodded, leaned against the door, lit a cigarette skillfully, squinted his eyes slightly and took a puff, and said slowly, "The previous battles of life and death, We lost a lot of packages. If we delay, we may starve to death. You must know that our journey is not a simple long march."

"That's really a problem."

Li Xuan was a little anxious, walking back and forth at the gate of ghosts, rubbing his hands and looking at Zhuge Bing, hesitated for a while, and asked, "Pavilion Master, what should we do now? Are we still waiting for Lu Yang?"

"Wait."

Zhuge Bing closed his eyes slightly, clasped his ten fingers repeatedly, and after a long while, such a note like flowing water popped out.

"I just counted. The food can last up to three days. If there is no food after three days, we can't last a week."

Shangguan Qian's voice was clear and emotionless, but it was as if a heavy hammer had hit everyone's hearts.

Many people began to become more and more anxious, walking around at the gate of hell, looking at Zhuge Bing from time to time, and from time to time looking at the floating island where Lu Yang was. It will bring them to such a desperate situation.

"Qi Qing, what do you think?"

Zhuge Bing ignored everyone's questioning, but turned to look at Qi Qing who was squatting aside.

Qi Qing is as quiet as a quietly blooming lotus flower, sitting alone, elegant and pleasant, with a charming charm.Even though she was at the mouth of the cliff, her eyes were dull, as if she had seen through thousands of ordinary things in the world, but she didn't see the slightest panic.

Compared with those panic-stricken people, the two are compared and judged.

At this moment, hearing Zhuge Bing's question, she was stunned for a moment, turned her head, looked at Zhuge Bing, her cheeks were slightly red, and said softly, "Pavilion Master, the future is bleak, I can't see clearly."

"That's it."

Listening to Qi Qing's 'ambiguous' words, most people only felt that the clouds were in the fog, only Zhuge Bing's eyes were as clear as water. She sighed, stared in Lu Yang's direction for a while, and then said something faintly.

"In this case, let's wait for Lu Yang for another day. After one day, if we really can't wait for him, we can only make another plan."

"Intend?"

Daniel was holding a big axe, and his burly body stood out among the crowd. He asked with a silly smile, "I don't think the strongest among us is a Taoist priest. If you want to fly into the sky, you don't have the level of a real person. It's just delusional. Unless you have a magic weapon like Lu Yang that can fly into the sky. But, do you have it?"

Everyone was silent, but they all looked at Zhuge Bing in a very tacit understanding.

Zhuge Bingshen is amazing, with all-powerful means, turning the world upside down with a wave of his hand, leading everyone to pass several levels, he has already become a god-like existence in many people's hearts.

Zhuge Bing didn't seem to see the expected gazes of the crowd, and only looked forward with his eyes.

Everyone waited for a while, but couldn't figure out why, so they started discussing again, perhaps because they were worried that Zhuge Bing would hear his dissatisfaction, so everyone kept their voices very low.

"Perhaps Zhuge Bing has nothing to do. Otherwise, how could she just stand there?"

"It's true. If there is a magic weapon, she would have taken it out a long time ago. It still needs to wait until now."

"Even Zhuge Bing can't help it. Could it be that we are really doomed this time?"

"Isn't there still Lu Yang?"

"Hehe. Lu Yang only has a paper crane in his hand. You expect him to take all of us to escape? Is it possible? Besides, Lu Yang can't see anyone alive or dead now. The ghost knows if he is already dead."

"Hearing what you said, I'm in such a panic. If I had known that entering this gate of hell would be a death sentence, I wouldn't have come if I was killed."

"Damn it. Who said otherwise. That Zhu Xi seems to be dead. You can't even see the body. It's a miserable death."

"Tsk tsk. What a pity. A beauty just went away like this. If I give it a try, tsk tsk..."

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At the same time, the flying Lu Yang was caught up by the little giant bird, and his body was slapped several times by its wings. His already fast speed increased again, and he darted through the air, finally hugging the painting scroll up.

It's just that although the goal was accomplished, Lu Yang's face was still pale, and there was no joy in his eyes.

From the second the little giant bird caught up to him, he understood his situation. Worried that he would fall to his death like this.

Now that the painting scroll is saved, he is still flying fast in the air, looking at the ancient trees that are far away from the halfway up the mountain, and seeing himself getting closer to the ground, his heart hangs in his throat, and his whole body trembles nervously .

"Chirp."

The little giant bird next to it can't fly at all, and the speed of rolling and landing is frighteningly fast.

What made Lu Yangyang most terrified was that this little giant bird always sang and flapped its wings at him. Looking at the curious look in its "grumbling" eyes, Lu Yang felt that the sky was falling. The land subsidence, the blood mold of this life is gathered here.

"You want to die early, don't pull me!"

Lu Yang didn't care if the little giant bird could understand or not, so he roared loudly.

"Chirp."

The little giant bird saw that the 'worm' could cry, and the cry was louder than its voice. Immediately, its eyes widened like stars, and its wings flapped more and more quickly.

Lu Yang was in the vortex of wings, he couldn't help himself, followed the little giant bird with eyes full of excitement, falling towards the mountain depression like sparks falling to the ground.

"I can't die."

Lu Yang didn't know why the little giant bird was so excited, and he didn't want to understand the thinking of the "bird". At this critical juncture, several thoughts flashed through his mind, and he thought more about The way to survive.

Soon, he thought of a way-climb on the back of the little giant bird, and use it as a pad, so he shouldn't fall to his death.

After his idea was born, he could no longer control it, and it became stronger and stronger.

What made him a little desperate was that the little giant bird played him like a bug, and he couldn't find a chance to attack him at all.

"Don't panic, general, I will help you!"

Maybe Diao Chan sensed Lu Yang's thoughts, or maybe she had been paying attention to Lu Yang.

When Lu Yang was in deep danger and was about to die, she escaped from the painting like lightning, stretched out her beautiful hand, mustered up the remaining ghostly aura, her eyes were red, she scolded coquettishly, and pulled Lu Yang to the sky above the little giant bird .

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(End of this chapter)