Chapter 469: This is a fantasy

When the golden light disappeared again, the original pressure disappeared.
Even so, Gao Ge and Tang Jiu Si still did not slow down their speed.
This is a bit like playing the "321 Wood Man" game when I was young.
When you are squatting at the other side, speed yourself up.
Otherwise, if they are squeaky, they have to slow down.
At this time, time is still very valuable.
The mountain road was soon finished, and it was already clear.
"High brother, you said this mountain road, who built it?" Tang Jiu Si asked.
"I don't know." Gao Ge shook his head.
"Let's play with your imagination!" Tang Jiu Si said.
Where can I imagine this?
"Well, we seem to be unable to move on." Tang Jiu Si said.
In front of the two, there were several large stones piled up. It seemed that the hole was sealed. Through the gap in the middle, it was still dark.
Gao Ge went a few steps forward and turned to look at Tang Jiu Si, Shen Yu for a moment, slowly opening: "Retreat."
Tang Jiu thought to lead the gods, stepped back two steps, but sighed again.
He knows what Gao Ge wants to do.
Everything is the same as he imagined.
Gao Ge mobilized the power of the stars in the body, then screamed and punched out.
For the grasp of boxing, the high song is relatively good, this punch is just full of fierce, but those stones have not flown out, otherwise it may cause collapse, then he and Tang Jiu Si, they have to live here.
However, those stones, after resisting this punch, were immediately torn apart.
"Let's go." Gao Ge reached out and fanned in front of him, understatement.
After that, I will move forward.
Tang Jiu Si’s look is a stunned.
He thought about it. If he changed it to him, he would definitely not be able to do this. At most, he would fly the stone.
So, Tang Jiu Si sighed in his heart, feeling that he was old.
After the waves of the Yangtze River push the waves!
Going forward, I suddenly heard a low-pitched voice.
When this sound whispered, Gao Ge and Tang Jiu Si also stopped subconsciously. At this moment, they were counted down and nervous, as if there was a pair of haze in the darkness, they were staring at themselves...
Let people...
Not included!
Oh no, shudder!
Tang Jiu Si took a nap and whispered: "How do you always feel that the temperature here has dropped a lot?"
"Well, it is sunny today, you haven't watched the weather forecast?" Gao Ge said.
Tang Jiu Si’s face was speechless, but he could not see the expression on his face at this time in the dark:
Do you think that we are talking about the same thing?

Gao Ge smiled and said: "Calm, it's okay."
Tang Jiuji in the dark night turned his eyes, big brother, this time you still have the heart to comfort me? If nothing happens, then you will continue to move forward!
However, he feels that using words to express his inner thoughts is too monotonous. Simply using the method of singing can also alleviate the inner sense of urgency.
"Sister, you are striding forward!"
Just got a tune.
The next sentence has not been sung yet.
I heard another groan.
It is very low, but it gives the song a very sharp feeling.
"This is threatening us." Gao Ge said.
"Threats?"
"Well, maybe we have invaded its territory." Gaoge frowned.
After listening to the high song, Tang Jiu Si sneered: "I am so powerful, but also invade its territory, this is our Chinese territory, by nothing to let go!"
"Hey!"
Another roar.
Tang Jiu Si stepped back a few steps, his face turned white, and whispered: "Or, let's give it a face?"
Gao Ge laughed and continued to move forward.
Tang Jiu Si felt that the person who sang high songs could not do it.
Are you when you are the man of the gods?
"Oh la la!"
"Kakaka!"
It is the sound of the chain dragging on the ground.
Then, it was another bang.
The golden light kept flashing.
Unfortunately, only the golden light is too monotonous.
Otherwise, at the speed of this flashing, maybe there will be a kind of singer in the illusion of Judy.
When the golden light is on, Gao Ge does not close his eyes.
He rounded his eyes and used the power of the stars to use this opportunity to see the situation in the place where he was.
"snoring"
"snoring"
listen.
This is a heavy gasp.
It sounds like a physical activity.
"What did you see?" The voice of Tang Jiu Si came from behind.
"It's the same as what you see."
From Tang Jiu Si’s words and expressions, as well as the tone, it’s not difficult to judge that the other party, like himself, is also struggling to look forward.
suddenly.
In this place, light appeared.
He looked at the light source.
It seems to be a little sun, rising.
In the ear, I heard the bird call.
A flower is growing fast under the feet.
It was only dark soil before it was clear, but now it is growing plants at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"This is a secret?" Tang Jiu Si was shocked.
At his feet, the land is shaking slightly.
He subconsciously stepped back two steps, and a tree rose up.
In the distance, a thatched cottage was built on the hill.
Huh?
There are mountains?
This mountain looks like a familiar feeling.
Tang Jiu thought for a moment, except for the secret.
He basically couldn't think of any other explanations.
But he remembered it very seriously before he said that there is no secret here. Is this not a contradiction?
correct.
Gaoge is just an individual.
He is not a who knows everything. Why can't he be wrong?
At the moment, Tang Jiu Si’s heart has only regrets.
If you know that this will happen, you should report to the Dragon Pavilion as soon as possible so that more people can come in and improve their strength in the secret.
From the huts, get out of a person.
They were wearing coarse cloth and holding their heads. Several women were washing clothes by the river. There were several young children running together, one of them holding a paper basket. This is probably the reason why he became a well-deserved child. .
"People?" Tang Jiu Si was a little surprised and couldn't help but ask, "Is there anyone else in the secret?"
Finally, Gao Ge answered him.
"This is not a secret."
"what?"
A high-profile gaze is as good as an eagle.
"This is a fantasy."
Tang Jiu Si’s spirit was shocked.
A few peasants, waving hoes in the fields, also had several women, squatting in a wooden bucket.
Looking up, looking at the sky, a blue, do not know what time this is, but certainly there is no industrial pollution.
Probably because the illusion is too realistic, so much, the songs feel that the air here is much fresher.
Until a thunder burst, the heavens and the earth changed color.
The black rain fell from the sky and filled the world.