Chapter 281： The meticulous apprentice (1/2)
No matter how strong Wang Ling is, he is still a student in essence. Since he is a student, he needs to learn. Leaving a split to substitute for his own lessons is actually quite guilty to Wang Ling personally, just like many people have played a summer or winter vacation, and do not make up assignments until the last day.
Although, Wang Ling just handed it to the pen every time he made up his homework, and it took him a few minutes to finish ...
The spiritual car as the energy-powered motor vehicle goes all the way to the winter market. It only takes three hours to cross the mile. It is obvious that the air around the winter market is as fast as the legend says, and it is fast. Go low. Wang Ling's gaze passed through the carriage, and he could see that many practitioners consciously added clothing to themselves.
The cold air in the winter market is somewhat irresistible until the Jindan period.
On the other hand, there were seven people in the chat group. No one got up, no one added clothes, and they were all in harmony. Diorui Zhenjun also wore the Qiu Yi Qiu Wang gave by Wang Ling, and the coldness was even more fearless to him.
Looking at the snow-capped scenery outside the moving car and the clear sky, Wang Ling felt that his irritability seemed to calm down a lot, and before he settled his homework, it was actually a way for Wang Ling to work hard to calm himself.
”Well, the temperature outside is almost sixty degrees below zero, right? Some magic weapons have very poor freeze resistance. If it is in a winter market environment, I can only show less than half of it.” Out of the window.
On the side, the prince looked at Luo Fat ’s undershirt and big pants, and the fan in his hand shivered, ”Brother Luo, can you wear a little dress? I wasn't cold. I was shown to you. cold.”
This is Luo's iconic outfit. His undershirt and trousers are always like a fan, just like the goggles that Fawang carried.
”You care about me.” Luo Fat automatically ignored Fa Wang's opinion: ”My sweatshirt and big pants have a strong warming mechanism.”
If Luo Fat didn't say it, no one would believe that the undershirts and pants are actually magic weapons, and they are still quite high-quality robes.
About ten minutes later, the voice of the good-looking stewardess rang out in the train.
”Dear passengers, thank you for taking the Harmony Spirit Drive Train. You will soon reach the terminal station-Winter City. Thank you for your support to the train attendants. I look forward to seeing you next time and wish you a pleasant journey ...”
Seven people got out of the car and left the station. At the exit, everyone was stopped and their ID cards were checked.
All the scripts are exactly as Di Lei Zhenjun expected.
Although the winter market is where Hua Xiu Guo Xiu Zhen ’s army is stationed for practice, there is no restriction on ordinary people to come here. Although it is colder, the snow scene is still very good ...
Wang Ling heard that Xiao Hei's ”Armstron Accelerated Jet Aircraft Armstrong Cannon” was inspired by an ice sculpture in the winter market. The owner of the ice sculpture is an uncle with silver hair and a girl with a pill head.
Because of collecting all kinds of magic treasure maps all year round, Luo Fat gloriously served as the map navigator this time.
In addition, the location left by Wang Ling through memory sketching, combined with the winter market map, Luo Fat can basically confirm the location of Xianfu.
”On Sanyuan Road! I can be sure!”
In the cold wind and snow, Luo Fat was wearing a pair of pants on a bench in the square in front of the train station, confirming the final location for everyone, and his face was a little excited: ”Master Ke! I'm here for you! ”
From the words, it seems that he can hear Luo Fan's self-confidence in Jing Ke. He used the word ”find” instead of ”help”.
In Luo Fat's view, Jing Ke is already strong enough, even if he directly destroys Xianfu, it is not surprising.
Wang Ling's brow frowned slightly: ”...”
The reason is without him, because he has a bad feeling. He remembered the dream of prophecy that Er Ha had said to himself before. In the dream, a fat man was tied to an iron pillar, and then was penetrated by a red Taoist man through his arrows ... He had a faint feeling. The seven people who were on this trip should be either Luo Fat or Fawang.
”Is there any problem with Brother Ling?” Di Lei Zhenjun asked Wang Ling's expression, which seemed not so good.
Wang Ling shook his head quickly.
Before Er Ha's dream of prophecy had been implemented, Wang Ling felt that there was no need to cause panic.