Chapter 647

These are what Li cunyuan is worried about, so he asked Li Weilie that it is a strict!

It can only be said that this is a disguised father's love.

At this time, Li Weilie looked at He Feng in surprise and wondered what his cousin's brother-in-law was doing to bring himself to such a remote forest?

Suddenly, he Feng had a long sword in his hand. Yes, it was Xuanyuan sword.

"It's amazing. How did you do it?" Li Weilie said, looking at He Feng's hand with bright eyes. It was really incredible for him. Suddenly there was something in his hand, like magic.

It makes him a little dizzying as a middle school sophomore.

"Nothing, just an ordinary thing. I'll give you one later, but I can't fly with your strength!" He Feng waved his hand and said carelessly.

Hearing that he was going to give himself a sword, Li Weilie immediately showed a smiling face, grinned, scratched his head at He Feng and said, "how embarrassed!"

"That's OK. I won't give it if I don't say it!" He Feng sneered and saw Li Weilie's mind at a glance.

"No, you said you were going to send me. How can you go back!" Li Weilie quickly waved his hand and said. He Feng was careless, shook his hand slightly and threw the flying sword into the air.

Then he looked at Li Weilie with a surprised face, patted his head and grabbed his collar.

In Li Weilie's struggle, he dragged him to the sky and fell on the flying sword.

"Amazing, as like as two peas in the novel," Li Weilie looked at the sword with flying eyes, surprised.

For a long time, after the snow capped mountains appeared in the distance, Li Weilie pointed to the foot of the mountain in surprise and said, "cousin, what mountain is this? I remember there are no mountains here, or snow mountains. How high is the altitude?"

"This is Alaska mountain!" He Feng said angrily.

Because Li Weilie is clinging to his waist and doing this for an old man. Everyone is a little sick and angry.

But he Feng was helpless, because he said more than once that the flying sword couldn't fall. If he stood up steadily, he couldn't fall at all.

However, although Li Weilie nodded repeatedly and didn't refute, he still held him and refused to let go, for fear that he would fall and become meat mud.

The desire for survival is not generally strong, which makes he Feng feel helpless.

You can only let it catch you.

"It's so fast. It's only a few minutes to get to Alaska mountain!" Li Weilie muttered in shock.

The flying sword flew in the sky at a high speed. After crossing the Eurasian continent, the flying sword began to slow down. Li Weilie looked down and saw the yellow sand flying all over the sky.

The ground is full of low desert, shrub vegetation.

The Gobi desert, as well as half moon shaped sand dunes, blew by the west wind and rolled up a burst of dust on the ground. The whole range of thousands of miles was lifeless, and the ground was desolate.

Look down from the sky.

A magnificent picture of the desert slowly came into Li Weiwei's eyes, which made him dizzy and couldn't help shouting.

"The desert smoke is straight, and the long river falls!"

"How can you make complaints about such a bold and unrestrained poem?" He Feng said with uncontrollable Tucao. This guy is so annoying.

Along the way, he asked the East and the West like a hick who had never seen anything in the world for the first time. From time to time, he sighed a few words and had a little meaning of Wenqing. He read a few poems all the time.

He Feng is a little impatient.

It's like having a very wordy guy who keeps wording in your ears.

I can't bear it.

Besides, this guy still grabs you so hard that you can't move. Moreover, this guy is still a man and doesn't look very good. Who can be happy?

Fortunately, he Feng's pain is coming to an end.

After a hard journey, they are almost over the dragon group. At the moment, the flying sword is rapidly diving down, like a fighter plane diving down from the sky.

Then it landed steadily on the sand dune.

Put the flying sword into the space.

He Feng walked straight down. Li Weilie was a little stunned, looked at He Feng in surprise and said, "cousin brother-in-law, aren't we going to the dragon group? Why did you send me here? What is this?"

He Feng didn't speak and didn't want to talk to the boy.

It's annoying.

However, he Feng, who didn't speak, obviously made Li Weilie a little afraid. He thought of what he Feng had just said and seemed to annoy himself.

Suddenly, Li Weilie was afraid. He looked around. There was yellow sand all over the sky. With one mouth and one mouthful of sand rolled into his mouth, he spit a few mouthfuls of spit, which made him spit clean.

Li Weilie was afraid because he was worried that he Feng wanted to throw himself into the yellow sand all over the sky because he was tired of himself. Then he died of thirst and starvation, turned into a corpse, and finally turned into a wisp of yellow sand.

What a terrible way to die.

Li Weilie immediately had some fear. He said to He Feng with a little pleading: "cousin brother-in-law, don't leave me here, will you? I'm not annoying, I don't talk disorderly, and I don't hold you!"

"What did you say?" He Feng frowned at Li Weilie and said, thinking that the boy wouldn't have a brain attack. Is there a problem?

He didn't know that what the middle school sophomore was good at was imagination. His imagination was so rich that there were countless brain holes in his mind, where he could fantasize every moment.

And the brain hole is huge, incredible, some incredible.

"I said cousin, I'll listen to you honestly in the future. I won't be wordy anymore. I'll do whatever you want me to do. I don't dare to go east or west," Li Weilie said.

He Feng's impatient tone made him believe that he Feng hated himself, so he could leave himself here.

After all, well, it's flying in the sky. I lamented that the desert is lonely and the long river falls in yen. As a result, I began to land, and then landed here.

That's typical of killing people.

Thinking of this, Li Weilie was afraid from his heart that he Feng would kill himself if he didn't agree.

Even if he Feng didn't move, he just threw him in this boundary, and Li Weilie felt he couldn't go out. Although he didn't watch Mr. Bell's survival in the wilderness, it was two different things.

This is the Taklimakan Desert.

Thousands of miles.

There are such half moon shaped sand dunes everywhere. There is no oasis water at all. Quicksand accounts for the majority. Maybe a burst of sandstorm will bury itself alive in the sand dunes.

There is no possibility of going out at all.

Even if it is better than master Bei, I'm afraid I have to weigh it carefully before coming.

"I threw you down. When did I say not to throw you down?" He Feng said with a frown. He didn't know what the boy was thinking.