Chapter 647 (1/2)

These are what Li cunyuan is worried about, so he asked Li Weilie that it is a strict!

It can only be said that this is a disguised father's love.

At this time, Li Weilie looked at He Feng in surprise and wondered what his cousin's brother-in-law was doing to bring himself to such a remote forest?

Suddenly, he Feng had a long sword in his hand. Yes, it was Xuanyuan sword.

”It's amazing. How did you do it?” Li Weilie said, looking at He Feng's hand with bright eyes. It was really incredible for him. Suddenly there was something in his hand, like magic.

It makes him a little dizzying as a middle school sophomore.

”Nothing, just an ordinary thing. I'll give you one later, but I can't fly with your strength!” He Feng waved his hand and said carelessly.

Hearing that he was going to give himself a sword, Li Weilie immediately showed a smiling face, grinned, scratched his head at He Feng and said, ”how embarrassed!”

”That's OK. I won't give it if I don't say it!” He Feng sneered and saw Li Weilie's mind at a glance.

”No, you said you were going to send me. How can you go back!” Li Weilie quickly waved his hand and said. He Feng was careless, shook his hand slightly and threw the flying sword into the air.

Then he looked at Li Weilie with a surprised face, patted his head and grabbed his collar.

In Li Weilie's struggle, he dragged him to the sky and fell on the flying sword.

”Amazing, as like as two peas in the novel,” Li Weilie looked at the sword with flying eyes, surprised.

For a long time, after the snow capped mountains appeared in the distance, Li Weilie pointed to the foot of the mountain in surprise and said, ”cousin, what mountain is this? I remember there are no mountains here, or snow mountains. How high is the altitude?”

”This is Alaska mountain!” He Feng said angrily.

Because Li Weilie is clinging to his waist and doing this for an old man. Everyone is a little sick and angry.

But he Feng was helpless, because he said more than once that the flying sword couldn't fall. If he stood up steadily, he couldn't fall at all.

However, although Li Weilie nodded repeatedly and didn't refute, he still held him and refused to let go, for fear that he would fall and become meat mud.

The desire for survival is not generally strong, which makes he Feng feel helpless.

You can only let it catch you.

”It's so fast. It's only a few minutes to get to Alaska mountain!” Li Weilie muttered in shock.

The flying sword flew in the sky at a high speed. After crossing the Eurasian continent, the flying sword began to slow down. Li Weilie looked down and saw the yellow sand flying all over the sky.

The ground is full of low desert, shrub vegetation.

The Gobi desert, as well as half moon shaped sand dunes, blew by the west wind and rolled up a burst of dust on the ground. The whole range of thousands of miles was lifeless, and the ground was desolate.

Look down from the sky.

A magnificent picture of the desert slowly came into Li Weiwei's eyes, which made him dizzy and couldn't help shouting.

”The desert smoke is straight, and the long river falls!”

”How can you make complaints about such a bold and unrestrained poem?” He Feng said with uncontrollable Tucao. This guy is so annoying.

Along the way, he asked the East and the West like a hick who had never seen anything in the world for the first time. From time to time, he sighed a few words and had a little meaning of Wenqing. He read a few poems all the time.

He Feng is a little impatient.