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- Chapter 212 The hero is a duck
Song Lin held Luo Zijin's slender waist and walked forward leisurely as if nothing had happened. Occasionally, he waved his hand casually, and then saw the water in the artificial lake around Lover's Island rising into the sky instantly, and the water at the bottom of the lake rose instantly. The rocks were all vividly visible, and the fish and shrimps were jumping on the rocks in fear, but in an instant there was no more water. /¡¶¡·/¡¶¡·Advertisement Full text txt download
Wu Yu raised his head in shock, and immediately saw the dark lake above his head - the lake hung in mid-air and seemed to block the sun, making everything below dark, with green water swimming around.
The lake was suspended in the air for just a moment, and then suddenly collapsed, just like thousands of troops galloping, and fell heavily to the ground. Wu Yu was so frightened that he hurriedly tried to escape, but it was too late.
The heavy lake water fell down. If Wu Yu's physical body wasn't strong, the water would have crushed him to death. But the tiger drawn by his soul-binding pen was a bit fragile, and was directly smashed into a ball of turbid air, automatically flying back into the soul-binding pen.
The lake water flooded Wu Yu, leaving him completely breathless. Fortunately, he was not a mortal. After finally holding on until the lake water finally left, Wu Yu struggled in the grass like a drowned rat. His hair and clothes were all sticking to his skin, which was extremely uncomfortable.
But Wu Yu didn't bother to wipe his face, let alone trouble Song Lin again, and fled quickly in a panic. In just this moment, he knew that Song Lin was simply not someone he could afford. It's just that he still underestimated Song Lin. You must know that Song Lin plays with fire. Now he can control water with only three points of strength.
The water in the lake automatically recedes into the artificial lake, as if it had grown legs. After a while, no one could tell what had just happened here, except for the grass by the lake, which still had dewdrops on its tips.
Of course, there were witnesses to this incident, and photos were taken as evidence. But when it was posted on the Internet, people accused it of being photoshopped. The student who took the photo couldn't explain it, and finally had to admit that he had photoshopped it.
Wu Yu fled back to the Chinese Monastic Association in one breath. As soon as he entered the door, he suddenly heard the quacking of a duck: "quack¡ª¡ª"
This Chinese Monastic Association is very magnificent, comparable to the Forbidden City in Yanjing. It is all in the ancient Chinese architectural style. The roof is covered with golden glazed tiles. The palace is built on a pedestal made of white marble. It is hidden in the deep mountains and ancient forests. From a distance, it looks like the mythical Qiong Palace.
In a place like this, not even a dog can be seen, let alone a duck. But after Wu Yu heard the duck's quacking, his anxious heart sank, and he finally found some sense of security.
After breathing a sigh of relief, Wu Yu turned around, bowed to the person coming from behind and said, "Meet the Vice Chairman."
?????????????????????????????????????????: The people in the back are skinny and thin, with ordinary appearance and simple temperament. To put it bluntly, they have the temperament of a farmer entrepreneur. But what is more unconventional is that there is a duck squatting on his shoulders¡ª¡ª
To say that this is really a strange hobby, there are many ascetics who raise birds, but they either raise cranes. Such people are peaceful and far-reaching. Or they are raising falcons. Such people are brave and fierce. Or raising pigeons, this kind of person has nothing to do with the world. But I have never seen anyone raising ducks, and they are not ashamed to carry them around on their shoulders all day long.
¡° Modern people keep all kinds of strange things, including spiders, poisonous snakes, lizards, everything. But with this brother's style, he always has a 100% chance of turning heads when he walks on the street, which is truly unparalleled.
"But Wu Yu didn't dare to show any slight to him. This man didn't have a name. He only knew that he was nicknamed "Hero", and he didn't know the reason for it. The iconic thing is the duck on the shoulder, which directly causes people's attention to be on the duck, but they can't remember what the hero looks like. Fortunately, he is the only one who can carry the duck around, no one else. No., but I never admit my mistake.
¡°Quack¡ª¡± the duck continued to quack, and then the hero slapped the duck on the head and scolded: ¡°Shut up!¡±
The duck shrank his neck and shut up, and then Daxia bared his teeth at Wu Yu and said, "How many times have I told you, just call me Daxia! Don't call me Vice Chairman, it's vulgar! It's vulgar!"
"Yes, yes, hero" Wu Yu was really speechless. Hero is a title for people in the martial arts world, and it is already outdated. Besides, which ascetic would call himself a hero? This is like which human being would call himself an ant?
"Well, what's the matter? I see you are in a panic." The hero was quite leisurely, so Wu Yu quickly told the hero about his mission, the process, and the results. At the end, Wu Yu wiped away the cold sweat. , to prove that he still has lingering fears.
"Listen to me -" The hero frowned, and at this time the duck spoke againI couldn't bear the loneliness and shouted "Quack"!
"Shut up!" The hero slapped the duck on the head again, and then continued to Wu Yu: "This person's cultivation level is extraordinary. When you report to the chairman, say that this person's cultivation level is at least The Tongxuan Realm is no longer within the control of the country, so I suggest you not to provoke it."
"Yes." Wu Yu breathed a sigh of relief, it would be easier to communicate with the hero. Although the hero looked slovenly, Wu Yu knew that this hero was definitely the number one expert in the Chinese Monastic Association, even better than the chairman. If the hero hadn't acted carelessly, the chairmanship would have been his.
"Do you think we should provoke that boy?" the hero said suddenly.
"No, don't" As soon as Wu Yu opened his mouth to refuse, he heard the duck quacking twice. The hero nodded and said, "Okay, it's up to you. Let's go and provoke him."
It was only then that Wu Yu discovered in embarrassment that the hero was communicating with the duck
After the passion, Song Lin held Luo Zijin in his arms and soaked in the hot spring, with the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms, feeling indescribably comfortable.
But Song Lin kept frowning because he felt something strange about Luo Zijin.
In the past, Song Lin's cultivation was not enough, so although he felt something was wrong with Luo Zijin, he didn't know what was wrong and thought it was his own illusion. But now that he has passed the stage of enlightenment, when he looks at Luo Zijin again, he can see through the superficial phenomena and see the essence.
He discovered that Luo Zijin was not an ordinary girl. For some unknown reason, Luo Zijin¡¯s physique was completely incapable of practicing cultivation. But there is a strange power hidden in Luo Zijin's body. This strange power makes even Song Lin feel a little palpitated at this moment.
But this power was so strange that Song Lin couldn't tell what kind of power it was. All I know is that this power is inherently the nemesis of all ascetics!
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