The red flakes on the snow are very dazzling.

Luochen subconsciously exclaimed.

Hongni heard it and asked, "What's wrong?"

Seeing that he shouldn't, he also poked out half of his head with the steel frame.

The angle is different, and the line of sight is slightly farther away, but the situation is similar.

Hongni glanced at it, then retracted his head, and said disapprehantly: "Ben Daxian still thinks something is wrong! It's just that red algae is crawling all over the snowy mountains, and it's worth making such a fuss?"

"Red algae?"

"Hmm. It's on Kunlun Mountain, haven't you seen it?" Hongni was slightly surprised, and then urged, "Can you move faster? Although you and I are immortals, we can't stand such blowing, right?" The key is that this shuttle can't afford it!"

"Oh. There was a difference between the high and the low, and the dust could not see the specific situation on the ground, so he believed the words of the red clay.

I thought it would be difficult to get the roof back, but in practice, I found that it was not easy.

The inner lining, the interlayer and the shell, densely pressed together several layers, not to mention the heavy and laborious, and the creases are deep, and they are about to break, so it is really not suitable to go back and forth suddenly.

The dust can only be pressed back a little bit.

It took a lot of effort to fold it back, and when it was about to be closed, it was found that the tools were missing.

I had to instruct the monster: "Take a trip to the control room and ask the real person if he has brought the string glue." ”

The monster departed.

It was really laborious to drag with his arms alone, and when he arrived, the dust had to climb out again, and the gravity of the exquisite halberd under his feet was the first.

Fortunately, the string glue is also a valuable thing, and Yuxu brought it with him. When he heard that the dust was coming to borrow it, he felt distressed and even out some of the pain and brought it back to the monster.

Later, in the light scolding of the red mud and the disdain of the jade, Luochen smeared the not-so-rich string glue, little by little, along the crease to the gap.

Spread the glue, press the half piece and step on it, and then drill back into the cabin through the gap.

Halfway down the body, I suddenly realized that the scenery was not right in my sight.

He poked out again.

But I saw that in the direction of progress, there was a blanket of ink in the distance, like a giant palm grabbing towards the ground.

Above the giant palm, the high sky was also ink-colored, but in the ink-colored intersection, a dazzling arc of light was opened, and thunderbolts flashed.

Under the giant palm, the terrain is like undulating waves, with the direction of the oncoming face, layered on top of each other, revealing colorful variegated colors.

And the snowy area with a red color has escaped far behind.

The falling dust was first shocked by the strange scene ahead, and then confused by the fading of the snowy area.

This shuttle is magical, but can the speed be so fast?

You must know that with the current height difference to measure the distance between the front and back of the ground, the distance spanned by the shuttle is not a star and a half in this work of repairing the glue.

There was no doubt in his heart, so Luochen simply climbed out again. Relying on the gravity of the mountain's exquisite halberd, he crawled on the ceiling and moved to the side, and then hooked his head to look at the wind paddle attached to the shuttle.

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.

In a single position, there are six groups of wind paddles, and in order to adjust the direction of travel of the shuttle, the angle and opening and closing state may be different. However, in this round of pages, in addition to the movement and stillness, they can have their own choices, theoretically, whether it is forward or reversed, it should move in one direction.

What Luochen saw in his eyes at the moment was a bunch of wind wheels playing their own roles.

There are stops and movements, forward and reverse rotations, and sudden starts, stationary and random switching of rotation directions. The speed is also high and low, and it is very capricious.

In short, the six groups of oars are going their own way, and there is no consciousness of acting in unison and listening to the command. A single assignment is also full of convulsive temperament, how happy it is, and it is extremely unstable.

Ren no longer understands the mystery of the cardinal, and this can also see the problem.

Falling Dust had no intention of moving lightly and slowly, stood up on the ground, and then turned back as fast as possible towards the broken place.

Entering the hole, he closed the roof of the shed and beckoned to the Red Clay and the Monster, "Hurry! Hurry up to the control room and order the shuttle to turn around!"

Red Clay was surprised: "What's going on?"

The monster was obedient, and seeing that his face was full of urgency, he didn't ask anything, and he disappeared after a while.

Luochen dragged the red mud back to the ground, and while walking in the direction of the control room, he explained to him: "There is something wrong ahead, this shuttle is no longer man-controlled, and it is hitting its head on its own." ”

Hongni listened to it and asked, "Can you explain the point?"

"Explain the point? The point of explanation is that the front is treacherous, devouring what is approaching. The shuttle seems to be in normal motion, but in fact, it has long been involuntary and is being pulled forward by external forces. Moreover, the speed is extremely fast! If you don't find a way to retreat, you will probably be in the mouth of a tiger!"

Luochen even said with a roar, and the red mud finally heard the point clearly, so he became anxious.

The two of them ran back to the control room, but saw the public losing sticking against the wall. Yuxu and Wei Monster hit the lever to grab the joystick, and Erxuan was pulling a rack.

When you see the dust from afar, you can see it.

The monster regards himself as the reincarnation of a demon, and obeys his orders. Yuxu was too obsessed, and he only wanted to blindly move forward, so he was naturally unwilling. If the two sides disagree, the verbal communication is ineffective, so they can only be rude.

Falling dust immediately made a decision and stopped approaching. Dodging Yuxu's gaze, he beckoned to the male who refused to pond the fish.

Seeing this, while guarding against the two, he closed the wall and moved out of the control room.

When he went out, he didn't have time to wait for anyone to get closer, so Luochen avoided the sight of the room and hurriedly greeted him.

When he caught up with someone, he immediately dragged him and hid in the corner.

After making sure that Yuxu didn't notice it, Luochen told Gong Yi about his discovery, and asked the other party if there was a way to change his fate.

The public lost only as a monster making trouble, and at this moment, I heard Luochen repeat it again, and I was completely surprised.

The crowd was originally due to the inconvenience of the area to cast spells, so they built a shuttle for moving forward. Now that the road ahead is different, and the shuttle is out of control, what will it mean?

He, Gong Lose, provided everyone with a Death Ship, and at this moment is carrying everyone to Huangquan en masse?

Seeing that he was blindly sluggish, Luochen grabbed someone and shook for a while: "Sir, wake up! This is not the time to get distracted, hurry up and think of a way to see how to reverse the trend of the shuttle!"

Gong returned to his senses, greeted the falling dust and red mud, and led the way to the center of the cardinal.

Seeing the giant with interlocking gears reappearing in front of him, he was amazed. Chao Gongyi asked suspiciously: "Didn't you say that you can't forcibly control it here? ”

"I didn't say anything was going to be forced, and in such a situation, stopping the pivot might not be useful. ”

Otherwise, why let out the control room?

Gong replied to him, peering underneath the patio as he climbed over to the mechanical arm that connected the hallway.

He also muttered, "With me, if something goes wrong, it can be solved." ”

Hongni was angry when he heard the words, not because of the urgency of the moment, but because he had to grab him and pull out the preface.