Chapter 963: Jiang Lang is exhausted 6
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"Not bad. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info So this idea can only be passed. ā
As she spoke, she rudely tore off the piece of paper, skillfully kneaded it into a ball, and threw it on the ground.
"Can only be afraid of death? What does that mean?" Zong Zheng Baiyu asked with a frown when he heard Qian Jiyao say words he didn't understand again.
Qian Jiyao was secretly annoyed that he had spoken modern English carelessly, and he wanted to bite off the root of his tongue, but he still said very calmly: "This is a very special statement, and it means that this plan has been abolished." ā
"Oh?" Zong Zheng Bai glanced at Qian Jiyao suspiciously, but he didn't pursue it any further, and continued to ask, "Then what happens next?"
"And this. You remember when we first fell, there were vines. I want Hai Dongqing to fly up with my letter, bring it to Liu Fenghua and them, and then let them use the vines and all the ropes and other things in the outside world, and then put it down and pull us out after it has enough length. ā
"But the outside world at the bottom of the cliff is too cold, and the Haidongqing can't fly out at all. Zong Zheng Baiyu listened and sighed.
In fact, it would be a good idea to let Hai Dongqing fly out to report the news, but none of the disciples of the Thousand Machine Pavilion knew them, so it was not necessary to shoot them down as beasts.
What's more, whether Haidongqing can fly out is still a question.
"So I was thinking of a way to warm them up, but I couldn't come up with it. ā
Qian Jiyao sighed and said as Zongzheng Baiyu, "So, this method is also useless!"
As she spoke, she tore off a piece of paper again and tossed it aside.
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"Alas, one by one, it won't work!" By the time the book was already thin and pitiful, Qianjiyao was already tired of talking.
She casually threw the notebook aside, crossed her hands and held her head and was about to lie on the ground, but then she thought that Zong Zheng Baiyu might be afraid that she would catch a cold like the old woman, so she lay down on Zong Zheng Bai's crossed lap.
"Isn't there another plan in your notebook, didn't you tell me?" Zong Zheng Baiyu raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Qian Jiyao, who closed his eyes and recuperated, and said teasingly.
That being said, in fact, Zongzheng Baiyu didn't have much hope for this plan.
"Well, that's actually the most feasible way for me to do it. ā
Qian Jiyao didn't have the heart to talk any more, and said casually, "This method is the only one I've thought about for a long time, but it's still very difficult to actually operate." Because ......"
Speaking of this, Qian Jiyao slowly opened her eyes, and a hint of darkness crossed her eyes, "We don't have tools. ā
"The tool thing, we can figure it out again. Hearing this, Zong Zhengbai pondered for a long time before speaking.
In fact, when he said this, he didn't have any bottom in his heart, purely with the mentality of comforting Qianjiyao. Because many of the things that Qian Jiyao came up with were not within his cognition.
The feeling of powerlessness in my heart grew stronger and stronger. He also hoped that he could come up with a feasible method, but after careful analysis, he gave up one by one.
"You better tell me, it's better for two people to think together than for you to think alone. Seeing that Qian Jiyao did not respond, he continued.
"Alas. Chijiyao sighed again.
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