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He sat there, raised his head, looked up, and couldn't see anything, but was completely enveloped by the darkness.

He just felt a little cold, and fell to the bottom of the cave, where the cold air was stronger and colder.

He tightened his clothes and said, "Hey! It's so cold, give me another set of clothes! I'm dying of cold! If you don't believe me, look!"

Then he let out a bang, and lay back, lying on the cold ground, motionless, not even breathing out of his nose.

And so he died.

But the clothes still didn't come down.

Then he came to life, sprang up, sat there, folded his hands on his chest, raised his head, looked up again, and shouted again: "I'm so cold! You don't give me clothes, it's so mean." !"

"What? I'm dead? How did I come back to life?" He said, "Do you have to ask? I died of cold, but you still didn't give me any more clothes, so I was frozen again! Stupid! You Just a stupid, stupid, and a little stingy..."

He obviously couldn't think of anything to describe it.

He thought about it for a while, and then said, "Mmmmmmmmm...you are a foolish, clumsy and stingy wind, yes, you are a wind, a wind without a body."

He had a smile on his face, obviously proud of him for thinking so.

Comparing it to a gust of wind is really a description!
What a genius myself.

"What? You said your body was used by me? So blame me?" He said, "What? Who told you to use your body! You are really a stupid and stupid person. You don't use your body. You have to use it for others, tell me, are you a fool. Ha, you don’t admit it, you don’t admit it..."

He rolled up his sleeves, as if he was going to do something big.

Just as he was about to stand up, he sat down.

Because there was a gust of wind blowing behind him, it was a gust of cold wind, and it blew towards him, making him hairy all over.

"Good! Good! Good! I was wrong, I was wrong, please forgive me, please forgive me!" He hugged himself, curled up together, trembling all over, his nose dripping down.

Of course he has to admit his mistake quickly: "I really know I was wrong, and I won't call you stupid again in the future, just forgive me this time, and give me another coat, okay? I'm really going to die of cold!"

Then he fell to the ground with another bang, his eyes closed, and no breath came out of his nose, but the snot was still flowing.

Sure enough, no matter how great the supernatural powers are, they can't fight a cold!

He just slept on this cold ground and died again.

Then there was a suit of clothes that fell from the sky and fell on him.

He jumped up and cried out in pain.

The clothes fell to the ground.

He hurried to get it, otherwise the clothes would become icy cold after being placed on the cold ground for a long time.

After he put on his clothes, the warmth flowed all over his body, and he felt much more comfortable in an instant.

Then he started rubbing his stomach. Just now, the clothes fell from a high altitude and hit his stomach. Now his stomach is still hurting.

He was rubbing, rubbing, and even shouted: "You were too much just now! It hurt me so much! You pay me, um, pay me three pearls, or I won't let you go! Don't let go!" Pass you!"

He also clenched his fist, raised it up, shook it, and demonstrated.

However, this time it didn't blow the wind and blow towards him like before.

"Hmm!" He felt something was wrong, so he said, "What's wrong?"

He paused, as if thinking of something, and then said, "Aren't you going to be angry again? Alright, alright! You don't need to pay, you don't need to pay, I'll go to Beidi and grab it myself."

"Stingy wind!" He clenched his fists fiercely and said.

But it still didn't respond, and still didn't form a wind to blow towards him.

"What's wrong?" He finally felt that something was wrong, and his tone was not as teasing as before.

He said, "What's wrong?"

No one answered him.

He calmed down and sat cross-legged there, no matter how cold the ground was, he would not move.

He sat there, his eyes closed, his thoughts racing, his shoulders glowing.

Then he opened his eyes, and lightning flashed in his eyes, it was a dragon-shaped lightning.

"What?" The calmness just now was completely wiped away at this moment.

He jumped up, patted his butt, and said, "The ground is cold!"

Then he actually stepped on the ground with his feet, and said while stepping, "Let you cold me, let you cold me, let you cold me!"

Then the wind appeared, formed behind him, but not hard, just a little gust.

The wind was blowing toward him.

"Okay, okay, okay, I see!" he said, "Let me step on one more foot, just one foot!"

As if he had exhausted all his strength, his face turned purple, he raised his feet and stepped on the ground.

When his foot stepped on the ground, the ground shook and there was a booming sound.

Then where he stepped, it cracked.

He looked at this, his eyes widened, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead, but before he could react, the ground under his feet collapsed completely, and there was no storage under his feet, so he just fell down like this.

"Ah!" He yelled and screamed loudly, but at this moment, who else could save him, no, of course he had to admit what he did wrong.

He fell down, and the broken stones he stepped on also fell down with him, hitting him piece by piece.

He didn't yell anymore, because he didn't have time to yell, those stones smashed at him, and he is now clenching his fists, hitting those stones that hit him, one punch at a time, they shattered, and turned into dust.

But it seemed that even if these broken stones turned into dust, they would not let him go, and rushed towards his eyes and mouth.

He quickly closed his mouth, but he couldn't close his nose, and when he closed his mouth, his nose had to inhale hard so that he could live, so he directly sucked the dust in, without using the dust to force himself come to him.

He felt like he couldn't breathe because his nose was blocked by the dust.

He had to open his mouth.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he shouted loudly: "Qi Feng, Hurry up to Feng Feng!"

The gust of wind behind him didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but think about it, that body is still its own after all, although it wants to tease him and let him keep teasing himself, but think about it, that body will still be used in the future, If it is broken, then you can only find another body.

But no matter how good your body is, it belongs to others, and it is not as good as your own.

It started to scrape hard, and scraped in front of him, rolling down all the broken stones and dust flying towards him.

"Good! Good! Good!" The dust that blocked his nose had already been removed by him.

He also opened his mouth, breathing heavily, and being able to breathe smoothly is really a happy and beautiful thing.

He sucked it desperately, sucked it desperately, but as he sucked it, his face turned red, as red as a persimmon.

Not only that, but his head also grew bigger, like a balloon that was inflated too much and was about to burst.

He felt it was difficult to breathe again, so he quickly stopped breathing desperately, while stroking his chest from top to bottom.

Only then did his head return to normal, and the redness on his face slowly disappeared.

"I was scared to death, I was scared to death, I thought I was going to die just like that! I was scared to death!" He stroked his chest and said, looking like the rest of his life after a catastrophe.

In fact, he did it himself, who can be blamed?He has only himself to blame.

He stroked his chest and said, "What? You say I'm stupid, I'm stupid there, I'm stupid there, tell me, I'm stupid!"

"What? Everything I did just now was stupid." Someone said he was stupid, and he was very angry.

He retorted: "What do you know? What do you know? What I just called self-help, yes, it's self-help! Well! It's self-help!"

"What? You said that I am still so shameless at this moment, so shameless!" He said, "What? I was really saving myself just now, why am I so shameless? Tell me, why am I so shameless? ?you say!"

"What, I almost died just now?" He said, "What do you know? If I didn't do that, how could you have the chance to perform? You should thank me, thank me! Thank me for letting you perform Fan!"

He smiled smugly.

He said: "Yes! You should thank me, thank me!"

"How do you thank me? Hurry up and return my three pearls and stones. As a human being, you must know how to be grateful, don't you understand?" He was still talking, but at this time, behind him, the calm wind Suddenly it surged up, wrapped him up, and fell downward.

His face was twisted again, and the clothes on his body were fluttering in the wind.