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Last night, a group of people played and slut until dawn, and were addicted to the game. They were almost yelled by Zhao Xiu to board the plane. Fortunately, the three of them were not ordinary people's physiques. They closed their eyes and adjusted their breathing on the plane, and then they recovered their energy.

"Senior Corpse, your small coffin is very unique in shape." Wang Yan looked at the mini silver coffin with curious eyes, "Are your puppet corpse installed in it?"

"Hmph!" The corpse Taoist glanced at Wang Yan coldly, "This corpse-hiding coffin is a secret treasure of the sect. Not only can it hide more than a dozen puppet corpses inside, it also has the effect of gathering Yin evil and tempering corpse souls."

The Taoist of the Corpse was very dissatisfied with him and finally figured out a plan to turn around and win back the battle with this seemingly honest but actually extremely cunning brat.

But before the plan started, he broke it, so that the plan was still in the womb. The more you thought about this, the more depressed the corpse Taoist felt.

"Good baby, Senior Clerk is worthy of being the successor of the sect. He is indeed rich." Wang Yan gave a thumbs up and said curiously, "I think Senior is also a person with storage equipment, why don't he put this hidden corpse coffin in the storage space?"

The Taoist of the Corpse rolled his eyes directly: "Boy, you have read many fantasy fairy novels in the new era. Just look at the size of the corpse coffin of me, you can understand that this is also a storage space. There is no overlap between the storage space and the storage space. Does your master even teach you this common sense?"

Haha~ Wang Yan laughed dryly and understood. It is indeed easy to figure out this matter. If the sub-space and sub-space can be continuously stacked, it will be really messy.

As for the master's teaching... the only thing Uncle Pao has taught him so far is the highest level of picking up girls. I hope Uncle Pao will explain his practice to himself seriously... Just imagine that scene, Wang Yan couldn't help but grin. He should not count on such an unrealistic idea~

Wu Ya'ange opened his half-closed starry eyes and glanced at the two local tyrants. They didn't have storage space equipment or something. They were talking nonsense about what the superposition of space and space. How could this make her a dignified domain-level strong man feel?

"Oh~" After burying the Taoist corpse for a few words, his eyes fell into a faint confusion again, and there was a hint of melancholy and a hint of panic on the zombie's face.

The fingers were unconsciously whirling the ancient jade ring.

Seeing that he was even more timid in his hometown, Wang Yan felt a little embarrassed. After all, this time, he was entangled and tempted him to carry out the mission.

"Senior Corpse, you haven't returned to Beijing for many years?" Wang Yan asked with concern.

"How many years have you been?" The Taoist corpse murmured in a low voice, "It's been seventy-three years, seven months and thirteen days."

"Uh..." I remembered the numbers so thoroughly that Wang Yan understood the feeling of the Taoist Corpse at this time. Thinking about it, he had not been home for more than half a year, and he was so nervous and his thoughts were surging.

It can be imagined that the Taoist corpse must have been in a state of great mood at this time. He remembered that day so clearly. There must be an unforgettable story in it.

This time I came back, it was like peeling off the memories and pains that he didn't want to think of again.

"Senior Corpse~" Wang Yan leaned forward and patted his shoulder and said, "There is no need to think about the past. I will ask you to have a good drink as an apology."

"I don't think about what happened seventy or eighty years ago." The Taoist of the Corpse rolled his eyes proudly, "But you can never forget the matter of digging a hole and burying me with a drink. At least one thousand two thousand milliliters of blood."

"Haha~" Wang Yan twitched his lips, worrying about the old monster for nothing. The old monster is mentally healthy and positive.

At this moment, the voice of the captain of the transport plane in front rang in the speaker: "Three leaders, we have successfully crossed the clouds, and we will reach the predetermined coordinates in five minutes. The current flight altitude is 800 meters above sea level. Please prepare for getting off the plane."

arrive?

Wang Yan saw through the porthole, a large plain with yellow and orange underneath. The land was yellow-brown, and the crops that were about to mature were also covered with tender yellow in green.

In the distance, a mountain range that is not too high is winding and lying across. The thick clouds and mist half-cover it, revealing a hint of ancient mystery.

Wang Yan was thinking that the area near Beimang Mountain seemed to be full of large plain farmland, so helicopter landing would not be a problem. But where should this tactical transport plane land?

"Crack, wuwu~" The rear cabin door of the transport plane fell down amid a buzzing sound of the motor. A large number of cold winds poured into the cabin, causing the three of them to fly up.

"Finally, we're here." The Taoist corpse slowly stood up with a complicated expression, holding the silver coffin in his arms, and walked towards the hatch as if he was walking flat on the ground.

"Hmph!" Wu Ya'ange stretched, as if he remembered the previous escape, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes. He walked towards the open rear hatch door in a lotus steps.

"It is expected to arrive at the predetermined coordinates in three minutes. The current flight altitude is 600 meters above sea level. Please prepare for getting off the plane." The captain's voice rang again.

Wang Yan was a little confused and said in a daze: "There is no airport nearby to reach a place for landing, right? Do you want us to skydiving?? I have never received skydiving training in the training of newcomers."

But if you go skydiving, you can go skydiving. After all, he is a superpower, so what's the point of being afraid of if you jump an umbrella. Then, Wang Yan began to look for a parachute, but after searching, he couldn't find the parachute bag.

"Sister An Ge, where are you put in the parachute?" Wang Yan said with a doubtful look, "Are you two still dawdling not wearing parachute bags? You are about to land in more than two minutes."

"Hehe, Comrade Xiao Wang." The Taoist of the Corpse cast a suspicious look, "Have you never skipped the machine?" The look seemed to contain a hint of contempt.

"Xiao Yan, we superpowers never need to parachute when performing missions." Wu Ya'an Ge turned around and stroked his hair in his ears with charm. He raised his eyebrows and eyes, revealing a hint of arrogance. "The parachute descends too slowly, and it is easy to become a living target in some missions. Don't worry, just jump."

What does it mean to jump down without worrying! Does this mean to jump directly without a parachute?

Wang Yan's forehead was a little sweaty. When he looked at the open rear cabin door, he saw a large area of ​​extremely open scenery. It was like looking down from a mountain, with a magnificent atmosphere.

But even if it is magnificent, it is 600 meters high after all. If there is no safety measure, will it be broken into a meat paste if you just jump down like this?

Even if he really wants to jump, at least give him some tips on how to control his body, how to land, and what should he pay attention to during the whereabouts? He didn't say anything and let him jump down, and he was unsure!

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

As the countdown was over, Wang Yan's heart became tense. He had never done anything to jump from a height of hundreds of meters in his life, which was really too challenging for people's nerves.

"Hehe, if Comrade Wang is afraid, you can let your sister Ange jump down with her in her arms." The Taoist corpse seized a rare opportunity to mock Wang Yan. After laughing twice, he calmly stepped out of the cabin. "I am homesick, so take the lead."

As soon as he stepped on the air, the Taoist corpse quickly fell down. However, his posture was calm, and it was obvious that he had done a high-end thing like jumping off the machine.

"Sister An Ge, the impact force will be very strong under this height and gravity acceleration." Wang Yan was a little worried. He had studied books and physics at least.

"Just use the power in your own body to eliminate it." Wu Ya'an Ge glanced at him with a sharp eye, "Remember what I taught you yesterday, control the air and control the environment. Come on~"

Then she jumped, and she was gracefully stancedly like a skylark, gliding downwards.

What about the promised love to each other! Wang Yan rolled his eyes.

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

"Hu~" Wang Yan took a deep breath. Everything was the first time. Moreover, Wu Ya'an Ge's attitude was very obvious. This must be something that he could do within his ability. It was just a few hundred meters high. Can they jump, but they couldn't jump by themselves?

A trembling blood surged out of his chest, and Wang Yan held the little ferret sleeping in a daze. He made a move, bit his teeth, and ran a few steps in the cabin, then jumped out of the cabin.

The strong wind! It poured into his ears, nose, throat, clothes, and pants. After the whole body stopped in the air for half a second, it quickly fell down.

The tactical transport plane above his head seemed to suddenly jump out of the distance in the buzzing sound.

Wang Yan only felt that the whole world seemed to be quiet, and he could only hear his violent heartbeat. The heart was like a pump, transporting plasma to every corner of the body.

Adrenaline was secreted in a large amount of time, making him feel like he was drunk and his mind was floating. Time, the wind around him seemed to have suddenly become slower.

The pure yang true energy in his body burned with a bang, covering him with a thin layer of flame.

"Forgetting acceleration, counteracting acceleration." Wang Yan's mind was full of this thought, and his bones and muscles swelled slightly as if they were filled with air.

The falling speed is obviously slower.

But that was not enough. He opened his limbs and glided in a large shape to strengthen the air resistance when falling. The little ferret was held in his hand and drifted in the wind.

It rubbed its eyes in a daze, blinked its eyes cutely. Then it screamed sharply, and its limbs were scratching and plucking.

Is this at the tease house?

How could I be in the air when I woke up? Mom, grandpa, help me!

The Lun family hasn't gotten married yet!!!

…(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!