"Husband, I lend you my gun?"

"Don't be Wanying, you watch, Muka can't hide, don't worry about me!"

Ling Du said that he had already flew, and he had just discovered that the lightning inspired by the wooden card did not come from the ground, and the wooden card could also fly. Ling Du's height at the moment is a little passive, Muka dares to hide in the clouds high above, Ling Du thinks that he can't show weakness, and his mentality is also very important.

The reason for the change in altitude is that the attention of lightning has also increased, and it is estimated that the height at this time is about 200 meters, and the pressure brought to him by lightning is obviously strong.

Ling Du still has the last bit of entanglement in his heart that can't be fully relieved, there is no shortage of experience, the problem is that the lightning is really going to fall on his body, or he can't be ruthless, he has become a lightning rod, or he can't let himself go, and he can't keep following the method pointed out by the hip-hop girl, and let the lightning change direction with his mind.

"Muka, what kind of power do you use, how can it be like lightning, is it fire spiritual power?"

The lightning inspired by Muka hid in the middle of the real lightning, slightly different, allowing the lightning guided by Ling Du's mind to find an outlet for catharsis. The ball lightning appeared again, and it was formed by the concentrated explosion after the collision of two lightning bolts, and the deafening momentum made the heavens and the earth crack in the roar.

Ling Du's voice was still transmitted in the primordial spirit, and the wooden card hidden in the clouds was still silent, which made Ling Du realize that it was different from before, perhaps because he had experience in controlling lightning, and his expression reflected by lightning was calm and calm, and his proud figure seemed to have a layer of divine aura.

Ling Du's own role is becoming more and more obvious in the lightning, and there is no need to deliberately attract it, there are a large number of lightning converging here, as if Ling Du is the center of the whirlpool, there is no longer a fear that can hinder the action, perceive so many lightning, and there is a kind of pride in the pilgrimage of ten thousand dynasties.

"Husband, where are you going, we're hungry, come back and cook!"

"Wanying, you hold on a little longer, I've found Muka, see if I can catch him, and I'll be back soon!"

Ling Du's tone was very anxious, the saint was out of concern, and she no longer insisted when she saw Ling Du's high-spirited appearance.

In the cave of the hip-hop girl, the saint originally couldn't see Ling Du above. Ling Du felt more and more, not only did his height increase, but he also took the initiative to face the lightning, and even chased the lightning past, and unconsciously stayed away from here.

After the pride of the Wan Dynasty, Ling Du felt like a general who scolded Fang Qiu, and the lightning could no longer make him jealous, but instead became his tool, not only to fight against the lightning inspired by the wooden card, but also to establish an advantage little by little.

Muka's lightning does not seem to come from the collision of positrons and negatives in the clouds, but the collision of positrons and negatives in the clouds will end after the energy burst, and then brew more charged particles. There seems to be an energy source in the wooden card, that is to say, the wooden card is the source of lightning, so finding the source of the lightning of the wooden card is not the same as finding the wooden card?

Ling Du had been quietly closing the distance between him and Muka before, just because of his purpose to tell the Holy Maiden, did Muka also hear it? The lightning that was triggered, after being silent for three or four seconds, suddenly became a little more violent.

Ling Du went towards Muka, advancing with the collision of lightning, and he had been fighting steadily, in order to be more sure, not to scare Muka away.

Muka suddenly strengthened his offensive, and Ling Du did not have lightning to deal with it for a while, and instantly entered a passive situation. The lightning ball that was supposed to explode in the middle was weak on this side, and there was no chance to breathe, and the aftermath of the explosion was approaching.

As I have to reiterate, there is one fact that Ling Du may have forgotten, and that is that he has not really experienced the lightning here. Touching lightning was all through his mind, and he didn't even raise his hand, when the aftermath of the sudden lightning burst pressed over, and Ling Du sadly realized that his body seemed to turn into a fireball or a ball of light in an instant.

Ling Du is very timid, and always has been. At this time, he shouted so unscrupulously, probably hoping that the saint and the hip-hop girl could come over and help him put out the fire on his body, because he was powerless and had been scared stupid.

"Husband, what about Muka, why don't you go back and cook for us, what do you mean by shouting here?"

"Wanying, look at my face, it won't be too ugly, right?"

"Well, although you are not as good-looking as me, you are still a little stronger than Ye Sheng, don't worry, I won't think you are ugly!"

"It doesn't matter if you're ugly, you can't be too ugly in your heart, that person has run away, are you scared to cry by yourself?"

Ling Du suddenly realized that he was not dreaming, the saint and the hip-hop girl were here, and there was a big leaf on the top of the saint's head, and the rain on the leaves flowed down and fell on Ling Du's clothes. A few hints of coldness brought him to his senses.

"I ...... Hip Hop girl, you said Muka ran away, I didn't hit him, and ......"

Ling Du lowered his head and found that there were traces of burning on his body, and the fire and light he saw before were simply perceived through the artistic conception, at this time, the holy woman came over, and Ling Du also came out of that artistic conception, and the hesitation was no longer there.

"What else? Our spirit mastiff is not a spirit race, but a higher spirit race, that person dared to trespass into my territory without permission, and I found out, and he didn't leave obediently, waiting for me to be angry?"

"Muka will be afraid that you will bite him? Okay, I won't say it, go back, I'm hungry too, make something to eat for you!"

Of course Ling Du couldn't figure it out, in that situation just now, it should be Muka who had the advantage, even if he didn't want to offend the hip-hop girl, Ling Du thought that he wouldn't go far, maybe he was still waiting for Ling Du to be alone again.

Ling Du needed to replenish his physical strength, and his mind mobilized lightning to consume physical strength, and he had been flying in the sky, so he also felt uncomfortable at this time.

"You guys are not going to be alive anymore, and you want to split up?"

"Husband, these are given to me by a hip-hop girl, although I don't know what to do, but it looks very beautiful, you can give it to Zheng Xi, she likes gems very much, you look at this, glowing emeralds, rubies, she must have never seen them!"

Ling Du was immediately shocked when he returned to the Hip Hop Girl's Cave, he hadn't traveled all over the Hip Hop Girl's Cave Mansion before, and when he went to catch the lightning, the Hip Hop Girl took out all her family resources.

The saint refers to just a small pile, one meter high, all kinds of shiny, all kinds of crystals, and the eyes are all dazzling. There are also a bunch of bigger ones, I don't know where they found them, they are generally bigger than fists, and a few are about the size of a football, and they are beautiful and come in different colors.

"These are mine, don't beat my baby's idea, I won't give you any of them, the tables next to the spring are also treasures, Ling Du, or you can also put my cave into your space, maybe I can consider giving you a small one, don't you say no, you can receive the holy realm of the Moya tribe in the space!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, cook first, I don't want to go back so early, hip-hop sister, don't worry, if you don't give him benefits, I will help you, this is your dowry, more than my dowry!"

It's not a hurry, Ling Du still has doubts and hasn't found an answer, at this time he is tired, and when his strength recovers, he will continue to catch lightning, and at that time, Muka should come back after taking a turn outside.

The pot stove is placed on the terrace of the hip-hop sister dong house, and while watching the rain outside, I am very patient in preparing meals.

"Hip hop girl, how long can it rain here, and this lightning just lasts?

"What is this, have you ever seen the rain in the next month? The spirit world is going to be soaked in water, and there is a country everywhere, what are you doing?"

"This is beef, marinate it for a while with the seasoning grown in our space, fry it out tender and fragrant, first burn a fish, and then fry a meat and a vegetarian for a while, it is enough for us to eat, I still want to drink some wine!"

"Husband, I want to drink too, you're in a good mood!"

"Well, in the past, I couldn't understand why Muka was entangled with me, today I saw a little way, and I have always been helpless against Muka, and today there is progress, and when Muka shows up again, I must try ......"

"Concentrate on it, you can eat it yourself, if it is half as delicious as Zhao Jiancheng's frying, I will be satisfied, Wanying, pour me some wine first, and I will drink liquor today!"

During this time, Ling Du was cleaning up the fish and putting it in the pot before fiddling with the marinated meat, the hip-hop girl was on the table, staring impatiently, the meat slices made a sizzling sound, and the fragrance had not yet floated out, if it wasn't for the fact that there was no place on the stove, looking at her distrustful expression, she couldn't wait to go over in person.

"How about hip-hop girl, is my craft okay?"

Ling Du made four dishes, the table was big enough, and the hip-hop girl was also on the table like a dish. Lingdu's fried meat feels good to herself, and it is also the self-produced seasoning in the space, the beef is more delicious, and the hip-hop girl doesn't raise her head when she eats it, and she agrees to hum after eating a piece of meat.

"Husband, you don't want to punch Muka drunk, do you?"

"How can you get drunk with a glass of wine, hip-hop sister drinks more than me, hip-hop girl, do you see if Muka is here?"

"He hasn't left, it's just a little farther, maybe it's for the convenience of escaping, anyway, you can't catch up with him at your speed!"

"Hip Hop girl, I think of a question, Muka has never been afraid of me, but it is inevitable for me, what he cares about is very likely to be you, you are so powerful, Muka can't afford to offend, hiding is the best way!"

Hip-hop girl is also a temperament like Ling Du, two good words are a little floating, originally lying on the side of the plate like a puppy, in order to highlight her height, she stood up proudly, holding her head high, but unfortunately she saw a cute puppy.

"Husband, what do you have in mind, tell you, I don't want to go back, I'd rather be struck by lightning with you here!"

"Why are you so tragic, can your husband and I be struck by lightning? Mu Ka can't come, my ideas can't be verified, and besides, I'm in a hurry to go home, this time I don't think I need the help of a hip-hop girl!"