Mixed Miners

The spider old man is still playing with his pile of Yuanxiao shells. Yang Ling shook his head and was speechless. He walked straight to the front of the small cabinet. Suddenly there was a light curtain suspended to show that the reward items had been delivered.

Open the drawer and lay a large irregular piece of the fist inside.

Yang Ling picked it up. It looks like a piece of transparent crystal, but it looks like a deep and unpredictable illusion of emptiness, and there is no end to it. There are colorful lights in it, like hundreds of millions of different colors. The stars are constantly exploding in the deep universe, and a large amount of light is transmitted from the inside, and the whole person and the entire hall are reflected in the extraordinary beauty.

Yang Ling’s eyes are staring at this thing, but the soul is like a world that has entered a light. The colorful light clusters are constantly exploding in front of his eyes, and the gods follow these rays of light and spread out like cockroaches. Farther and farther and farther, his mind gradually began to blur, exhausted, and then slowly collapsed...

"What is this...something...west..."

An old voice seemed to be passed into his ears across the mountains and waters.

Yang Ling, who was standing in a daze, suddenly woke up and stunned, and the thing in his hand slammed into the ground.

Yang Ling immediately sat down on the floor with his mouth open and gasped. At this time, he was sweating, his face was pale, his heart beat violently, his heart looked at something falling on the ground, and then quickly removed his eyes.

too terrifying!

Yang Ling gratefully looked at the old spider next to him. If it wasn't for him, it was estimated that it would last for a while, and he would fly away.

"This thing is so weird!" The old man of the spider used the furry paws to pick up the thing and said it to himself.

Yang Ling had not had time to remind him that the old man only glanced at him. He immediately screamed with a paw and screamed for a headache. He then quit seven or eight steps and fell to the ground with a bucket of sputum. The huge body kept twitching.

Your uncle!

Yang Ling looked at the things that fell on the ground with a stunned look, then quickly went to the old man and opened his eyelids and looked at it. He found that there was no danger to his life. Then he took a glass of water from his side basin and poured it into his mouth. in.

This old man is his own reward item, and it certainly has a great effect. Can you just hang it like this?

Ten minutes later, the old man of the spider slowly opened his eyes.

"Are you okay?" Yang Ling asked with some concern.

The old man of the spider said with incompetence: "What is that thing?"

Yang Ling is also a depressed head, this thing can not explain it.

"Hey~~ I have to go back, I have to go back to Chongqing. I don't want to stay in this place. It's not a place to stay~~" The old man suddenly cried and his nose and tears flowed down.

Uh!

Yang Ling wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. He didn't know anything about this old man. If he could get him out normally, he would have a spider body and it was extremely extreme. Scary huge spider.

Nowadays, every move of his own must be monitored by the state. Although there are some strange people coming out from time to time, it is still a normal person. If there is suddenly a giant giant spider with a horror, it is estimated that the country will be instantly I will turn my face with myself, maybe I will get a nuclear bomb and blow myself up with the Xishanju Villa.

Yang Ling shook his head. Although he respected the old and loved the young, he did not know how to comfort the face of the beast... the old man, and he was ready to go out.

The old man's head with a furry long leg hooked him, and rubbed his tears with his legs and said: "The old man said that you are a true Taoist priest, and that I am now in your carry-on magic space, he must be Is it wrong to lie to me? Where are the true Taoist priests on the earth? It was a matter of thousands of years ago. Is there a electronic display in the magic weapon? Is there a real display? You tell me, who are you? Is it Tianjin City? Secret force?"

Yang Ling can't smile, but since the old man is talking about it now, he also thinks that he still has to communicate with the old man. He also wants to figure out what happened to him and the kitten.

"This... Grandpa..." Yang Ling showed a harmless smile to humans and animals. "I don't know what you are talking about, but I am indeed a real person. This place... well, it is one of mine." With the magic weapon, I only tell you a word now, you know that the situation is not what you think!"

The old man squinted and asked, "What is that?"

Yang Ling said one word at a time: "Now is 2019 AD!"

The old man snorted, and then he stuttered and said: "No... impossible, now it is 3133 AD!"

What?

Yang Ling then jumped up and pointed at the nose of the old man, but in an instant he calmed down and thought about it: "So, I can't believe you, I will let you go and see it later!" ”

Yang Ling jumped out of the system and saw the old man sitting on the sofa watching TV. There was a woman next to him, and it was the Oda Snowman who had been missing for a long time.

"Master!" Oda Snow said that Yang Ling suddenly appeared and quickly stood up and saluted.

Yang Ling waved his hand and did not speak, and the body disappeared into the living room.

Oda Snow stunned, his face became very ugly, and his heart was uneasy. It seems that his time back to Japan was too long, and the owner was obviously angry.

"You are very afraid of him?" 冼沧澜 淡 淡 ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Oda Snow nodded slightly, upset on the sofa and bite his lips in a daze.

"Reassured, Yang Daoyou has been very busy recently. He is not aimed at you. You will know when you come back later!" He comforted Oda Snow, and continued to watch TV with relish.

Half a minute later, Yang Ling has already stood on the top of the west hill. It is only a few kilometers away from Chang'an city. From the top of the mountain, the entire Chang'an has a panoramic view.

At this time, it was the weather in November. At the beginning of the winter, the grass was yellow and the broad-leaved forests of the mountains had fallen into the leaves. During the period of the pines and cypresses, there was occasional green.

Yang Ling let go of the thoughts and shrouded dozens of kilometers, and then carefully observed it. After convinced that there were no people around, he entered the system and got the old man of the spider out.

"Where is this?" The old man of the spider came out and looked around and immediately groaned.

Yang Ling pointed to the city with a tall building under the mountain and said: "This is Chang'an! Chang'an in 2019." (To be continued.)