Chapter Seventy-One: Hack Me, God!
"Terran, ......" Seeing that this Mingshan led the remaining eleven people to disappear, and then thinking about the strong situation of the human race in the future, Qiang Liang couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info suddenly a little nostalgic for the life of the next generation. Of course, if he was asked to choose whether to go back to the past, just like he had never been to the wilderness, he would definitely not choose to go back, and he didn't even need to think about it, there was everything he wanted, but this did not prevent him from remembering the past. With emotion in his heart, he gently probed from the Chaos Bell, and when he stretched out his hand again, there was already an extra piece of fine iron in his hand.
This fine iron is not a rare thing, and its value is ten million times different from that of Taiyi pure gold, but it is better than the huge quantity, as many as a mountain—this is of course the thank you have obtained in the process of preaching. Qiang Liang is a nostalgic person, and after seeing this thing, he accepted it without hesitation in Jiujie's dissatisfied eyes. Today, he suddenly became interested, but he was justified.
After rubbing his hands constantly, he made a few iron rings and iron pillars after a while, and after thinking about it, he gluttonously put a few beast tendons on the iron rings that he had collected a long time ago, and then pinched a few parts together. "Hah, it's done!" said Qiangliang with joy. If later generations pass by at this time, they will be able to recognize that Qiang Liang made the most humble bicycle.
Qiang Liang was very satisfied with his precautions, if he didn't collect this kind of fine iron, he wouldn't have the ability to pinch out a bicycle of those Taiyi fine gold or something with his hands alone.
Looking for the feeling of the afterlife, Qiang Liang flew into the bicycle and rushed down the slope of the low mountain with a shout.
Maybe it was the bumps, Qiang Liang hurriedly cocked his buttocks, just like the bicycle racers of later generations, constantly adjusting his posture with the bumps of the bicycle, and Qiang Liang was still extremely satisfied: "In the next life, in order to save money for a bicycle, I have been gnawing dry steamed buns for two months, and I have saved all the money I earn from picking up garbage just to buy a second-hand bicycle, but the money has just been saved enough, and I have not had time to buy it." Now I have one on my own. Although it looks a little ugly, at least it can be regarded as the last wish of the next life!"
When Qiangliang came down the mountain by inertia, the bicycle has become galloping, according to Qiangliang's estimation that there is a speed of 60 yards of the car in later generations, although there is still some distance from Qiangliang's rapid speed, not as fast as his flying speed in the clouds, but fortunately, this bicycle is pure natural, green and environmentally friendly, and it does not need Qiangliang to use any fairy power to run, not to mention that there is a little Qiangliang as the sustenance of future generations.
Thinking back to the later generations, those middle school students rode bicycles in front of them whizzing, Qiang Liang couldn't help but feel comfortable at this time, and suddenly found that his handmade bicycle seemed to be missing a part, and after thinking for a while, he poked his finger at the handle of the bicycle lightly, and then shouted "Chaos Clock", and then adjusted the size of the Chaos Clock, and then pressed it lightly, and put the Chaos Clock into the hole poked out with his fingers - the size is just right.
After trying to shake the Chaos Bell, after a "jingle bell" sounded, Qiang Liang was very satisfied with his newly installed bell.
But after all, the road of the flood is not as smooth as the future generations, it was originally a wide avenue and then suddenly flashed out of a jungle, Qiang Liang hurriedly braked with his hand, but only found that his handmade bicycle did not even have a brake, had to be in a hurry, after breaking the tree countless times, and finally "successfully" braked the Mercedes-Benz bicycle in the way of foot brake. Seeing the little deerskin boots that had been worn to a bottom, Qiang Liang scratched his head, took off the boots and put them into the Chaos Clock, and maybe he could wear them if he made up for them in the future, Qiang Liang, who was used to living a hard life, still maintained his good habit of thrift even now.
These boots were made by the monk, that is, the Tianlong Dao people for the big shopkeeper when they were working in the black spot.
"It has been a while since the monk left the black shop, and I don't know what happened now, but I have solved the doubts in my heart. Qiang Liang muttered, and then muttered: "What a conscienceless person, I haven't even sent a letter after walking for so long! See if I don't knock you out next time we meet!" That's right, Qiang Liang misses the monk who laughs stupidly all day long, as for the image of the mighty and domineering Dade Dawei Tianlong Dao person, he has never left an impression in Qiang Liang's mind from beginning to end, let alone the big trend that has been broken- Of course, Qiang Liang will never admit that it is because the general trend is more handsome, even more than his own big shopkeeper!
With a lot of resentment in his heart, Qiang Liang pushed his bicycle out of the jungle with a dirty face, looked at the gloomy sky in front of him, and then looked at the somewhat unfamiliar environment around him, Qiang Liang found that he was lost.
A lost golden immortal, even Qiang Liang himself felt a little unreasonable. So he got up, flew high, saw far, and first discerned the direction. Who knew that as soon as he took off into the air, he found a loud noise in the distance, and at the same time, a black smoke rose up, and the figures of Youmingshan and others were vaguely distinguished. Qiang Liang scolded in a low voice: "I know that there is no one who is worry-free!" Then he put away the bicycle and drove away in the night wind.
Qiang Liang, who was anxious in his heart, did not hesitate to consume mana, just thinking about Mingshan and a few people, but don't wait for him to arrive, it will be over, that would be funny.
Fortunately, when Qiang Liang arrived, although Na Mingshan and the others were surrounded, fortunately there were no casualties, and Qiang Liang also disappeared in the air, planning to see the situation first. He took the time to check his immortal power, "Nima!" Qiang Liang couldn't help but curse in his heart, "In just a short distance, he actually consumed half of his mana, which is worth it! It's no wonder that the few golden immortals I saw were all on foot, such as monks, such as the Great Trend, and then like the Howling Sky Wolf King." Only when it is to prove its great strength, that is, when it is called 'pretending', will it rise into the air. It's not that I don't like to take off, but I can't afford it!"
Fortunately, the current Qiang Liang is no longer in a hurry, but just stuck in the air, and the consumption is not large!
At this time, Mingshan and the others had been completely surrounded by the tribes of Guanzhou Country, but they did not panic, but spontaneously surrounded a pile, back to back, and everyone showed a solemn face, it seemed that they were ready to fight to the death.
At this time, a long-bearded Guanjiao led several followers to step in, it seems that he is the leader of this encirclement, and his face is somewhat similar to the wicked person of the Guanjiao country that Qiang Liang encountered, if he is not mistaken, he may be the so-called chief of the Guanjiao country.
Between them, he touched his long beard and said, "Mingshan, why do you want to treat me like this, our department has good water and good food to entertain you and others." How can you be so ungrateful!"
Mingshan's face showed a look of anger: "I! You pretended to be my human race and didn't say anything, and you deceived us and others, if you didn't have to meet a good sage to save us, we would have turned into a piece of loess! You still have the face to mention this!"
But the leader of the Chest-piercing Kingdom didn't care, but said solemnly: "Even so, you shouldn't kill my child!"
Mingshan shouted angrily: "He killed more than 20 good men of mine, and now he deserves to die!"
One of the retinues next to the leader of the Piercing Chest Country said very doggedly, "How can you compare with the son of our chief. I dare to say that I deserve it. Then I want to kill you now, do you also deserve it!" Then he smiled proudly and continued: "If you deserve it the most, why doesn't God come to punish me! Why don't you send down thunder to kill me!"
The tribal chief also looked sarcastic.
Mingshan and the others were so angry that they were choked and speechless.
When the dogleg saw the expressions of Mingshan and the others, he was even more proud, laughed and said, "Come on, come and punish me." ”
Seeing that Mingshan and the others had nothing to do with him, they even pretended to be obscene, and said: "Come and split me, God! Come ......"
Before he could finish his words, he suddenly heard a "boom", and a purple thunder fell from the sky.
So, in the stunned eyes of everyone, the dogleg that was arrogant just now suddenly turned into a pile of coke!