Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "Huh? How did I end up here, what just happened?" Jiongyu's eyes widened, and he looked at the strange place in front of him blankly.

"I remember when I was fighting lol with Lao Qian, and I was about to kill the group with five kills. Suddenly the screen went black, and I came here as soon as I saw it. Could it be... I'm like the one written by the silkworm potato, the actor Liu Feng has crossed it!"

At that moment, the door creaked open. Walked in a man in his thirties, dressed in a black suit, and looked average. What catches people's attention is his hairstyle, which makes people can't help but look at him more. The head of the suit with a hairspray is shiny.

"Young master, it's time to comprehend the movement, otherwise it's too late." The middle-aged man bowed slightly.

"What? I heard you right! I turned out to be a young master, I have unlimited money to spend, and I have unlimited time to play; No more homework, endorsements. What a beautiful word, young master! Belch... Wait, what heart does he say?" Jiong Yu has been immersed in fantasy, and then it is broken.

"Hey! Uncle, what kind of heart are you talking about, what the hell? How do I get there?" Jiong Yu is like a cannon, and the cannonballs are chattering and asking.

The middle-aged man frowned, and a little anger appeared on his face. But soon, he was smiling again. Because he knew that the little young master in front of him couldn't be offended, and he didn't want to lose his job because of his irrationality.

"Young master, just call me Wang Tan. Young master, please!"

Wang Tan took a steady step, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared at the end.

"Hey! Wait, don't go that fast!" Jiong Mu shouted and ran.

A few minutes later, Jiong Mu also caught up with Wang Tan. At this time, with his hands behind his back, one hand clasped the other, he was looking at Jiong Mu with a smile.

"Hey! How do you walk like a ghost Yes, after a while it will be gone without a trace. Jiong Yu was out of breath and said in a down-to-earth manner.

Wang Tan casually stroked the leaves on a tree, and with a clamp of his fingers, a leaf was sandwiched between them. With a little force on his two fingers, he magically turned into a ball of blue data, only to see that the data kept changing in Wang Tan's hands. With a flash of light, a golden disc emerged, giving birth to two pairs of small golden wings. Friends who have watched science fiction movies know that this is a flying machine.

"Wow!! Tango, you... How?" Jiong Yu looked surprised.

"Mound!" You kid, see my true power, you were so arrogant just now; In a moment, see how I teach you.

Jiong Mu saw his expression of reluctance to teach, and he was eager to try. Reach out and grab a handful of leaves in your hands. But in the next second, it turned into a pile of useless data, flowing into that tree, and growing new leaves again.

"Huh? How so? Uncle Ben doesn't believe it." He reached out again and grabbed a handful in a row.

"Haha! I'll see how you run away this time." Jiong Yu hurriedly covered it, revealing a smug expression. It has been determined that these leaves are like the Monkey King, no matter what tricks they use, they can't escape his Five Finger Mountain.

Can... Yes, that's the case.

I saw that handful of leaves, unable to break free from the palm of Jiong Mu's hand. It turned out to be a puddle of data, like water, falling from the cracks between the hands and turning into leaves again.

Wang Tan, as a bystander, couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene. This young man, I don't know if he burned out his brain, or forgot. To complete this step, at least the chip must be understood.

"Young Master, it's time to go, don't waste time on this kind of thing."

Wang Tan waved his hand, and a bunch of data condensed in front of Jiong Yu. A sea-blue flying machine similar to Wang Tan was no different. However, Wang Tan's one just looks more advanced.

"Master, please!"

"It's... Yes, for me?" Jiong Yu asked excitedly. Wang Tan nodded and didn't say anything, as if Jiong Yu was about to be retaliated against.

With excitement, Jiong Yu put one foot on first, and after confirming that it was stable, he put the other one on it.

"Khooth!" With a bang, two data belts appeared on both sides of the foot, buckling Jiongyu's feet tightly.

"Young master, are you ready?"

"That's it! No, no, no, it didn't work out. I'm not ready yet!" Jiong Yu made a slip of the tongue for a while.

But Wang Tan didn't pay attention to him, and with a "whoosh", two yellow and blue streamers crossed the sky.

"Hey! Can Brother Tan slow down, I can't stand it!" Jiong Yu shouted with tears in his eyes.

But the flying machine is not slowing down.

"Young Master, this is slow enough." Wang Tan's mouth curled slightly. Let you drag it like this, and you will have to suffer.

"Wow!" I have been flying for a long time, and I have been scolding in my heart for a long time: Damn!, what the hell? Why is such a strange thing happening to me? I didn't expect to play a flight that is 10,000 times more terrifying than a roller coaster.

Jiongfu

After a long time, they also stopped. Jiong Yu hadn't come back to his senses yet, and he bowed to the sky, "Thank God, thank you, thank you for the eighteenth generation of your ancestors."

Wang Tan, who was standing on the side, was ashamed, and the revenge was too big, this child's psychological tolerance was too poor. If, isn't it insanity to play big?

Wang Tan touched Jiongyun's head and comforted: "Let's go!" Let's go see the old man and the old lady!"

"What? Going to see my mom and dad?"

"Yes!"

Jiong Yu looked at the magnificent and splendid, huge city in front of him. The eyes stared straight at the two eye-catching big characters---- Jiongfu.

Jiong Mu rushed into the mansion eagerly, staring blankly at the two familiar people in front of him.

A middle-aged man dressed in bright red, handsome with majesty, is somewhat similar to Jiong Mu. The woman wrapped in white on the side was talking to the middle-aged man. These two people are Jiong Mu's father.

"Dad, mother!" Jiong Yu screamed. Then he rushed over and crashed into the arms of the two. My nose was sore, and I began to cry bitterly.

That memory that was hidden in his heart inadvertently offended the young man's heart. You know, at that time, his parents were killed in a car accident, and at the age of five, he could only rely on his closest uncle. Jiong Mu misses his parents all the time, and leaving a memory of him is just two photos on the throne.

Who said that men don't flick when they have tears, just because it's not time to be sad.

Jiong Yu and his mother hugged Jiong Mu and patted her back gently: "What's the matter, my little Ji Yu, is someone bullying you. Call your dad and go beat him up."

Jiong Mu wiped his tears and shook his head.

"Okay, don't cry. Prepare for a moment and set off for the Hall of Movements."

Ten minutes later, Jiong Ling put his fingers together, and a golden data beam shot into the ground, forming a golden teleportation array.

"Let's go."

"Ugh"

Jiong Yu stepped into the data transmission array and turned into a ray of light and rushed into the sky. After a long time, the light spots in the sky drifted away and disappeared.

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