Chapter 1129 (1/2)
”The breath of the winged man? It never happened. ”
”Is this the winged man our ancestors are looking for?”
”He's coming? Talk to them, ask questions. ”
How many people talk? Come on a rainy night.
”What are you doing here?”
The rain night opens the mouth to inquire, is neither humble nor arrogant.
A few wingers looked at the rainy night, huh? First order God? Strange air of winger? Wings emerge from behind? But the breath is pure.
”What's your name?”
How many wingers are afraid? Just rainy night, but out of the forbidden area, seems to be the strength of a God? But who dares to underestimate it?
From the source of the plague? Strength is not simple.
”Rainy night.”
”Are you a winger?”
Another winger asked in a low voice.
”Mm-hmm, pure winger, but I'm a heart wing. By the way, in the winger family? Is there a heart wing? ”
Asked the rainy night.
”No, but our ancestors said two thousand years ago that we should look for a special winger. We have been looking for two thousand years, and we have found nothing. Maybe you are the one that the ancestors are looking for.”
”Mm-hmm.”
Nodding on rainy night, 2000 years ago? It's just the moment when you get the winger career on a rainy night.
”Please come back to the wingers with us. Please have a look at our ancestors.”
”Good.” Rainy night nodded, and then said, ”do you have heart wings among the winged people?”
”Heart wing? No? ”
Talking all the way? Sightseeing all the way? Rainy night follows many wingers on the journey back to the wingers. How many days? On rainy night, he followed many wingers to the land of wingers.
”I'll take you to find the old ancestor of the winger.”
Before the rainy night, he was taken to the center of the winged people, where their ancestors were. The architecture of the winged people? As like as two peas in the old age.
”Are you here?”
An old to the extreme sound sounded, buzzing, shaking rain night heart pain.
”Yes, you are?”
”Can you call me ancestor? I want to ask you a question? How to get the job of heart wing? ”
”Ancestor? Hello. ”
Open your mouth on a rainy night, bow down and see the futon in front of you? Just sit down.
”Xinyi, a profession? Am I recognized by the ancestors of the wingers? In order to obtain. ”
”Well? The ancestor of the winged man? Can you be specific? ”
A little surprise appeared in the heart of the old ancestor of the winged man.
”Ancestor? I come from the future. ”
When this sentence comes out? Zongdun, the ancestor of the winged people, sat up from futon and looked at the rainy night in shock.
”No wonder? I can detect the air of winged people on you and see your figure, but I always feel that you are out of tune with this space, as if you do not belong here
The old ancestor spoke.
”Do you believe I come from the future?” Now it's rainy night to wonder.
”Well, letter, tell me about the future of the wingers.” The old ancestor asked.
”The wingers will be exiled by the whole family in a few years.”
Just finished? The old ancestor directly threw a stinky fish basket on top of his head on a rainy night.
”Fart, shut up.”