The Spirit of Man Chapter 205 A Night of Silence
The little white pig and the dragon head little centipede were confused by the sudden wave of water attribute spiritual power, and felt that the spiritual power tide was not in the slightest danger, the little white pig and the dragon head little centipede tried their best to stabilize their bodies, and then carefully observed the surrounding environment.
Finding that he was uncontrollably wrapped in a water-attribute spiritual power group, floating in the spiritual power wave like a flat boat, the little white pig and the dragon head little centipede pierced the spiritual power group one after another, and swam against the current to the wooden house where Ah Lang lived.
After a struggle to swim, the little centipede and the little white pig arrived at the door of the wooden house. Hearing a slight snoring in the house, the little centipede and the little white pig grabbed the door of the wooden house and tried their best to look at the situation in the house.
After seeing Ah Lang naked suspended in the water attribute spiritual power group in the house, the little white pig and the dragon head Xiao widened their eyes one after another, and at the same time let out a cry, "That's really the case!" ”
Without waiting for the little white pig and the little centipede to be happy to guess correctly, Ah Lang's entire body disappeared visibly in front of the little white pig and the little centipede.
"This..."The little white pig and the little centipede were deeply shocked by the strangeness in front of them again.
"Brother Touch Dragon, this little evil animal is too weird, you and I don't want to kill each other anymore, find a way to survive, this king has avoided the edge for the time being, if Brother Touch Dragon has the courage to challenge the little evil animal Xiao Bai to bow down!" The little white pig shook his limbs desperately, and tried his best to stir up the wave of water spirits under him.
"Cowardly stupid pig!" Seeing the little white pig desperately driving away, the little centipede of the dragon head let out a sound of disdain, and was about to turn around to check the situation in the wooden house, when a familiar aura of spiritual power passed by, and then spread into the distance, "Hmph, are you alive?" Even if he dies here today, this king will see what kind of demon this little evil beast is doing!! ”
As the familiar aura of spiritual power passed by, the dragon head little centipede did not find Ah Lang again.
A night of silence.
The little centipede of the dragon head gathered its spirit and stared at the wooden bed where Ah Lang lived and stayed awake all night.
The warm sun climbed into the clear sky again, and the little centipede was finally tired, and a nap landed in the air.
With a bang, the little centipede suddenly found that the water spirit wave under him disappeared, and the entire wooden house and the surrounding environment were restored to their original state, only Ah Lang and the little white pig disappeared.
Just when the little centipede frowned, the little white pig had already fled to a forest of giant trees.
"Ancestor bless, Bai Sufeng only wants to save his life, the heavens and the earth are spiritual, and the ancestor will bless my Ah Feng from danger!" I saw the little white pig clasping his hands together and worshipping a towering giant tree for a while.
With a snap, the little white pig was stunned by a slap.
"Silly pig! What are you doing? With a familiar greeting, the little white pig tensed, slowly turned behind the pig and found an extremely familiar face in front of him, "Lord?" Are you a human or a ghost? ”
"You're grandpa's!" Ah Lang stared at the little white pig inexplicably, and then slapped the little white pig again, "Say!" Why did you get me to this hellish place! Quite bold, huh? Do you have the audacity to take off my pants? What about faucets? Why didn't I come with you? Ah Lang said as he glanced at his naked lower body.
"Lord? You really can't remember anything? Xiaobai is wronged..."The little white pig wanted to cry and looked at Ah Lang who appeared inexplicably in front of him without tears.
"Shhh~ There's something delicious here! I hope the faucet didn't guess wrong! You wait here, I'll get some chicken legs! Ah Lang's words fell, and a flash of shadow ran into the distance.
The little white pig stretched out the pig's trotters and wiped his eyes, and then slapped himself twice, confirming that he was not dreaming and looked at Ah Lang in the direction of the flash.