Because of the lesson learned last time, this time, Driftless controlled the power of the body well, so it didn't soar into the sky. Seeing that he was about to jump over the high fence just right, our Piao Daxia couldn't help but cheer in his heart: "Haha, the force used this time is just right!"

It's a pity that the word "good" was just finished in my heart, and I felt a stumble under my feet when I drifted away. Then, just listen to an exc......lamation of "ahh

Alas, this time, our Piao Daxia is tragic again. Directly a "upside-down green onion", with his head down and feet to the sky, he fell heavily on the cold and hard ground with a "click".

What the hell is going on? It turns out that in order to prevent himself from going straight into the sky like a cannonball, this time, he used a lot less jumping power without a trace. However, it is precisely because of this that the strength is a little less, so the surface of the foot is not higher than the fence. It is this little difference that when you cross the fence, the floating foot will inevitably trip over the top of the fence...... The person was in mid-air, with no strength, and the center of gravity was immediately changed, so the whole person involuntarily flipped out.

Although the floating skull was hard enough to smash the ground into a shallow round pit, this impact still made our Piao Daxia feel a little dizzy. He staggered to his feet, shook his head, and only after his consciousness was slightly cleared up did he scold: "I ××, who am I recruiting today to provoke someone? How can I always be unlucky! His grandmother's, could it be that which plague god is funny, and intends to fix me? You ×× a plague god, Lao Tzu is not finished with you!"

Although he cursed, he did not forget the business of jumping in again, so he walked towards the gate of the hut. It's just that my head is still a little dizzy, so if I don't pay attention, I was tripped by the round pit that had just been smashed by my own braincase, and I almost fell again and ate.

Steady his body, he was already in a cold sweat without a trace, then folded his hands, and apologized unusually reverently: "Grandpa Plague God, the little anger just now is extremely attacking, and I have no intention of offending Your Excellency. I also hope that the grandfather of the plague god will not remember the villain, and forgive. A small guarantee, I will not dare to talk nonsense in the future. ”

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly. Because, for an atheist like him, it does seem a little strange to say this. It's just that today's incident is really evil. If it weren't for the plague gods, then how could we explain why we were so unlucky? Alas, perhaps, many things in this world are not all explained by "science".

Drifting without a trace, while making strange arguments in his heart, he subconsciously walked into the dilapidated thatched hut.

The woodcutter's wife and children were still sleeping soundly on their stomachs, but from the frequent beating of their eyelids, it was not difficult to see that soon, the mother and son would wake up, so they did not dare to delay any longer, put down a package on the table, and after looking at the mother and son affectionately, they hurriedly walked out.

"Grandpa Plague God, the little one has already learned that he is wrong. Don't play with the little ones this time, the little ones are grateful here!" Drifting without a trace, he muttered a little, and then jumped forward.

After finding that he landed on the ground unharmed, Piao Wuxian couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Haha, it's really the plague god!" But he quickly covered his mouth, and looked around in great panic, and found that there was nothing abnormal, so he said reverently, "Thank you for the plague god's blessing." "Alas, all over the world, like our floating heroes, thank the "plague god", I'm afraid there is no other semicolon than this one.

Of course, the reason why there is no trace is also the meaning of evil taste. After all, in the huge Qilin Mountain Range, which is rarely populated, only one person has been searching for a long time and does not learn the ability to entertain himself, and the time will become very difficult. Therefore, after leaving, our Piao Daxia still thought happily in his heart: "Hehe, from now on, we can be regarded as people blessed by the gods." It's just a 'plague god', but no matter what, it's also a 'god'!"

However, I guess that after returning to Earth, I will not let others know about this idea. Otherwise, it's no wonder that people don't laugh off their big teeth!

After leaving the hill where the hut was located, he walked into the depths of the Kirin Mountains with some trepidation. Because, at this moment, there is still no trace of internal force in the body. Without the Gang Qi Protector, I can't help but feel bottomless when I am gone. Because, after all, this is still in the Eastern Earth Continent, and in order to avoid trouble, it is better not to use magic and fighting skills as much as possible. And, without the internal force, there is no trace of it, it is not much different from ordinary people, walking in the depths of the Qilin Mountain Range, where all kinds of fierce birds and beasts often haunt, is actually quite dangerous.

Not long after they left without a trace, the woodcutter couple in the hut woke up and turned around.

Pan Xingxing wiped his eyes, and shouted as soon as he could: "Mother, mother, I met Daddy!"

"Meet Daddy?" As soon as he repeated, the Qiao couple suddenly sobered up completely and completely because of the incomparable excitement in their hearts, "Where? Where is your father?"

Pan Xingxing touched his head a little embarrassed, and replied embarrassedly: "Mother, I remember that my father seemed to tell me that he met me in a dream......"

After hearing this, the Qiao couple angrily poked his finger at the corner of his son's forehead, and pretended to be angry: "Stinky boy, take your mother to have fun, right?"

"I, I didn't!" Pan Xingxing hurriedly defended, "Mother, you don't know, that dream is so real!"

The Qiao couple glanced at their son angrily, and then explained helplessly: "Silly child, you really miss your father and want to go crazy." My mother told you: no matter how real a dream is, it is also a dream. Do you understand?"

Pan Xingxing nodded a little dazedly, but after recalling last night's dream, he couldn't help but shake his head again, and muttered: "Mother, you don't know, Daddy is an immortal." Perhaps, my dreams are real. ”

When the husband and wife saw that their son was speaking seriously, they asked in great confusion about the appearance of his father that he saw in his dream. To the great surprise of the Qiao couple, the person the son said was really her husband who had been missing for several years. The Qiao couple was happy at first, but then felt that something was wrong, thought about it, and then began to cry.

When Pan Xingxing saw this, he immediately asked loudly at a loss: "Mother, mother, what's wrong with you?"