Chapter 127 Fantasy Distress

"This is high-tech." The scene in front of me surprised Sunday. The bird folded out of hard paper can not only fly, but also carry the automatic crash system. If you get a larger piece of paper, fold a super-large paper bird and hit the Pentagon in the United States...

"That's the master's room." Sunday was about to walk over, but was stopped by Zhang Baiqi.

"Brother, be careful." Zhang Baiqi stood in front of Zhou Tian and said, "Although we have found the position of the master's room now, this fantasy has not been broken, so we can't walk around on this road. The younger brother follows me according to my steps."

Zhang Baiqi stepped into the fantasy in one step, and Zhang Baiqi, who entered the fantasy, suddenly blurred his body, and his actions seemed to have become slow motion. Of course, in addition to slowing down, the sound was also distorted.

"Teacher-brother, you-come in, come in, or not--foot-print--you-you-to-lost--lose." Zhang Bai rode in the fantasy world and kept waving to Zhou Tian and urging Zhou Tiandao.

"Coming, coming." Zhang Baiqi said this, and Zhou Tiantian found that every step Zhang Baiqi took just now, there was a fluorescent footprint left under his feet, and as Zhang Baiqi said, the fluorescent footprints were gradually fading, and it was estimated that they would disappear in a while.

"Senior-brother, you-wait-wait-me-ah." Zhou Tian entered the fantasy and found that the white horse was dozens of meters away from him, and the distance was still expanding, so Zhou Tian couldn't help shouting.

"Teacher - brother - no - use - burden - heart, I - leave - you - and - not - far, you - only - want - step on - accurate - my - foot - mark - just - okay -, his - all - no - use - management." The voice of the white horse sounded from Zhou Tian's ear. Judging by the sound, the white horse was indeed not too far away from Zhou Tian.

"Good--." Sunday responded, and then quickly stepped on Zhang Baiqi's footprints and walked forward quickly.

Because the movement speed becomes very slow, Zhou Tian feels very depressed in this fantasy, and Zhang Baiqi's footprints left are not only unpredictable, but also very distorted under the influence of the fantasy. Therefore, every time Zhou Tian takes a step, it is very difficult to step on the footprints. With the help of Tong Yuan, he handed over to himself. I haven't missed my footwork so far on Sunday. However, people have lost their hands and horses have lost their hooves. In Zhou Tian's hesitation, one step has been taken.

"Fuck you." After this step, Zhou Tian found that he seemed to be in a fantasy. The movement speed was no longer slow, and even his swearing was so smooth.

But it was smooth, but Zhou Tian did not feel that he was really out of the fantasy, because Zhou Tian found that his current position was in the middle of the road, and there were cars running back and forth on the road.

Zhou Tian, who was in the middle of the road, suddenly found that he was surrounded by big trucks pulling dirt, and he did not slow down when he drove in front of him.

"It's a red light now. ** is blind, isn't it?" Although he knew that this was a fantasy, he couldn't help cursing on Sunday - do you think it's easy for you to walk back to the zebra crossing?

"There are so many cars, the construction site is moving collectively, isn't it?" The dirt truck kept roaring past Zhou Tian, and the dust made Zhou Tian couldn't help coughing - this fantasy was too fucking realistic.

In addition to rolling up a lot of dust, the slag truck gradually drove closer and closer to Sunday, and almost hit the car several times on Sunday.

"This is true or false." Because this fantasy is too realistic, Zhou Tianzhen is a little confused. With the increase of slag trucks, Zhou Tian feels that the probability of being hit should increase exponentially. Although Zhou Tian knows that the fantasy is a trick in his heart, when the slag truck really rushes at him, Zhou Tian will subconsciously dodge. Under continuous dodge, Zhou Tian suddenly found that he seemed to be getting deeper and deeper into the fantasy. The zebra crossing was gradually lengthened, and the number of slag trucks suddenly increased. Finally, a slag truck coming from the side hit Zhou Tian out heavily.

"It doesn't hurt, but I feel like I've really been hit." Sunday felt that he was flying up, and then his head was stunned, and then he was unconscious.

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"Brother, brother, are you all right?" When Zhou Tian opened his eyes, he found that Zhang Jiao and Zhang Bai were both there. They were not worried about their appearance, so Zhou Tian knew that he should have nothing to do. He certainly didn't have to worry about concussion, crushing bear fractures and so on, but there was no psychological illness - I guess he would not dare to walk the zebra crossing in the future.

"Master, your fantasy is so awesome. You must teach me. I'll arrange a women's bathhouse to play when I have time." Zhou Tian stood up from the ground and said excitedly. Of course, Zhongtian didn't say it in the second half of the sentence, and it was not good to teach the old man.

"You can make ten pain-relieving charms in a row first. Humph, with your current cultivation, it's still far from supporting a fantasy." Zhang Jiao waved his hand and hummed.

"It's the master." He said with a bitter face.

"Don't be too anxious about cultivation. You can't be in a hurry, but you are really diligent in your practice, so today I specially practiced a few elixirs for you. If you practice after taking it, you will get twice the result with half the effort." Zhang Jiao gave Sunday the last time the elixir to promote the production of spiritual power, and this time the elixir was used to speed up cultivation, so the effects of the two elixirs were not the same.

"Thank you, master." Sunday was very happy to put the elixir in his arms. Although this horn-refined elixir may contain a lot of heavy metals, the effect is still good. Take the last elixir as an example. Although it is used to promote the production of spiritual power, it also has the effect of strengthening the body after taking it. Of course, it seems to be a little nourishing aphrodisiac. Meaning, so Zhou Tian did not stop taking the medicine after generating spiritual power, but took another one. Although the effect was not as obvious as the first time, it still made Zhou Tian feel the impulse of one by one, so that Zhou Tian once thought that Zhang Jiao was a person who bought a hundred powerful pills. So now I'm still looking forward to the elixir given by Zhang Jiao on Sunday. Hey hey, I don't know what the effect of this medicine is...

"White rider, I have also practiced elixirs for you." There is medicine on Sunday, and Zhang Baiqi also has to have a share. This bowl of water should always be flattened. This is a new elixir developed for the teacher. After eating it, it can prolong your life and has the effect of staying face, which is similar to the elixir you took last time.

"Thank you, Master." Zhang Baiqi was overjoyed when she heard the words and respectfully took the Changsheng elixir from Zhang Jiao's hand.

"Brother, do you often take the elixir of the master's face?" Zhou Tian looked at Zhang Baiqi's face, which was nearly ten years old, and whispered.

"Yes"

"That brother is Gui Geng this year."

"Brother, I'm twenty-six years old this year"

"Sure enough..."

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The strongly recommended results are not very good, so Xin Si is a little disappointed, but Xin Si will adjust it as soon as possible and will not disappoint the children's shoes. After all, it is not easy for this book to come to now...