Chapter Ninety-Seven: Simple Questions
"Dasheng, are you hungry?"
In the helicopter, the red panda forcibly woke up Gu Changsheng and asked loudly.
With a long sigh, Gu Changsheng said, "Bear with me a little, and wait until Jiangcheng takes you to eat." ”
In the next second, a duck that had been plucked out was sent under Gu Changsheng's nose.
"It's good to eat it, Dasheng, can you make roast duck?"
……
Gu Changsheng stroked his forehead with one hand and sighed speechlessly.
It's you, green onions, the action is really fast.
"I can do it, just use two fire-based spells, but the problem is that there is no seasoning." Gu Changsheng was a little difficult.
Unexpectedly, the red panda's paw waved lightly into the air, and it actually pulled out a hole out of thin air.
Then it put its paw in and rummaged for a long time, but found only a bottle of salt.
"What is this?" Unable to hold back the curiosity in his heart, Gu Changsheng asked with wide eyes.
"Oh, when we red pandas arrive at the Tribulation Realm, we all have a space. I usually put some miscellaneous things, and I am very comfortable. ”
After looking for a long time, the red panda still didn't find what he wanted, and he was a little impatient, so he stood on tiptoe and simply poked his body in.
The miscellaneous stuff was thrown out by it.
Dressed in a pure black suit, seven or eight power banks that have run out of power, half-drunk Coke, a bottle of mild and non-irritating shower gel, and even a copy of the Criminal Law......
Gu Changsheng took the mini suit and helped the red panda shoot off the potato chip residue on it, and he didn't know what to say for a while.
Portable storage space! The racial talent of the Red Panda clan in the Tribulation Realm!
It's a bit of a waste to just pack such a mess.
After a while, the green onion finally found what he was looking for, and retreated from the storage space with all kinds of spices.
With a "clang", the red panda put the seasoning on the ground, and then looked at Gu Changsheng with a blank look.
So, at an altitude of more than 3,000 meters, Gu Changsheng, who was helpless, began to make roast duck.
Running the Dao decision, Gu Changsheng lit flames between his hands, adjusting the size of the aura from time to time, controlling the fire.
After a while, a scent filled the helicopter.
After a simple dipping sauce, Gu Changsheng tore off a duck leg and handed it to the red panda who was swallowing wildly and saliva.
Seeing the red panda's satisfied expression, he also tore off a duck wing and gnawed it.
Not to mention, eating roast duck at high altitude has a different flavor.
"Ahem!"
At this time, a very fake cough came from the helicopter pilot.
Gu Changsheng didn't care at first.
But the cough is getting louder and louder, as if to remind the person and bear who are eating well: there is still a person in the driver's seat.
"Uh...... This is the meat of a strange beast in the Jindan period, and those who have not practiced will eat it and will make up for it. Gu Changsheng politely explained.
The helicopter visibly shuddered, and the pilot's coughing stopped.
The red panda opened his storage space again, took out two bottles of beer from it, and gave one bottle to Gu Changsheng.
Although he was a little surprised, Gu Changsheng still took it.
A sip of roast duck and a sip of beer, so unpleasant.
Just as they were having their good time, the helicopter suddenly began to slow down and finally came to a halt.
"There is a situation."
The pilot's voice came from the front row.
Gu Changsheng leaned out and looked ahead, his face instantly solemnized.
In front of the helicopter, a fox stood in the air, and beside it, there was a huge golden eagle.
The fox opened its mouth, and a bolt of lightning shot out towards the helicopter.
The figure of the red panda appeared in front of the helicopter, and it swung its bamboo stick vigorously to block the fox's attack.
"You can't live in peace if you eat, you two are really not good things."
With infinite anger in his words, the green onion appeared in front of the two strange beasts in a flash, and the bamboo stick smashed hard.
I didn't expect the red panda to be so fast, and when he was caught off guard, the fox took a stick and flew away.
The green onion succeeded in one blow, and he continued to fight in close quarters.
Seeing this, the golden eagle on the side hurriedly made a move, and one after another fierce attacks attacked towards the green onion.
But what it never expected was that the green onion directly gave up the defense, gritted his teeth and continued to attack the fox.
The foxes were a little confused.
It stands to reason that his own brother died at the hands of this group of people, and the hatred in his heart should be greater.
But what is the situation with the red panda in front of him, the appearance of this hatred of the sky?
Always disturbed by the golden eagle, the attack of the green onion did not cause much damage.
The fox saw an opportunity to get away from the battlefield and got a respite.
A trace of coldness flashed in the red panda's eyes, and his heart sank.
At this time, Gu Changsheng's voice sounded in his ears.
"Dasheng, hurry up and run, the fox on the other side is not weaker than me, and the miscellaneous bird is also a tribulation period, and he can't play ball."
Gu Changsheng's brows were furrowed, and his face was a little ugly.
After a while, he heard the red panda's voice again: "When you run away, I'll hide in my space, you can hurry up." ”
"Run, find a way to escape."
Looking at the pilot, Gu Changsheng let out a deep voice, and his words were full of heaviness.
"Smack!"
Unexpectedly, the pilot reached out and slapped him the head.
"Let your kid not give me roast duck!"
Listening to the familiar voice, Gu Changsheng's face was full of consternation, and his expression was like seeing a ghost.
The pilot took off his hat and gently wiped his face to restore his original appearance.
"Palace Master?"
Exclaimed, Gu Changsheng felt a kind of joy of dying in a desperate situation.
Wang Wudi straightened his clothes, took one step, and appeared next to the red panda.
The green onion was stunned for a moment, and after seeing the people around him clearly, the old man's face suddenly became bright again.
With a loud roar, the red panda no longer had any worries and rushed over with a bamboo stick.
Wang Wuving's sword pointed forward, and his tone was very indifferent.
"Changsheng, I heard that you can break ten thousand laws with one sword."
With a slight shake of his wrist, his sword qi swept through the sea of clouds, slashing at the enemy with endless might.
With his hands behind his back, showing the demeanor of a master, the old man spoke leisurely, and his voice pierced through the stratus clouds.
"Changsheng, look at my swordsmanship, can you break it with one sword?"
After waiting for a while, Wang Wudi didn't hear Gu Changsheng's answer.
Let's do a simple logic problem.
Known: There are two people and one beast on the helicopter, and only one of them knows how to fly the helicopter.
Q: What would happen to the helicopter if this helicopter went out, and another beast capable of controlling the sky also went out? What about the rest of the people?
An An will do this question.
The answer is very simple: the helicopter will fall directly, and Gu Changsheng, who is left behind, will scold his mother.
Sitting in the rapidly falling helicopter, Gu Changsheng looked desperate.
He felt that he might die today, and that he would die at the hands of his own people.