Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 847

Sword Spirit was already furious with anger, these were the only two remaining prides of Sword Spirit, it was unbearable for anyone to be ridiculed by Fan Denglong so ruthlessly.

Under the sword qi, surrounded by wind, sand and rocks, Fan Denglong was a little speechless.

"You're such a grown man, why are you having a childish temper?"

The yellow sand surrounded Fan Denglong, and he had to prop up the protective cover to resist. The car stopped when he was distracted.

In the camp at the rear, Battalion Commander Wei came over to inspect worriedly, happened to see this scene, and immediately said cheerfully: "You really are a man like the wind."

"Boy, you are getting more and more people want to beat you up."

After making a fuss for a while, the sword spirit also stopped, because it felt that it was really meaningless to do so.After leaving a cruel sentence, he got into Fan Denglong's dantian again in a muffled voice.

"Let me declare first, you were the one who made the first move just now."

Fan Denglong tried his best to prove his innocence, but unfortunately no one wanted to listen to him.

Some boringly drove the motorcycle and continued northward, but it was sad to have only walked less than half a mile.

The motorcycle was stuck in the yellow sand and could not move forward at all.

He could see the shadow of the patrol team, and he lost the chain at the critical moment. He was also drunk for this Fan Denglong, so he could only give up the motorcycle.When I jumped off, the opposite side was very soft, and I was a little bit swayed when walking on it.

At this time, the sword spirit gloated and said: "This is the fate of people with cheap mouths,"

This place, the bottom should not be solid, Fan Denglong doesn't even have a place to borrow strength, it's completely idiotic if he wants to use lightness kung fu.

"As long as you apologize to me in a sincere tone, I can take you out of this ghost place without remembering the villain's mistakes."

Fan Denglong stayed where he was, even if he didn't move a little bit, his whole body was still sinking slowly.It's like that swampy area, if you enter it, there is no support point, and sooner or later it will be swallowed up.

It's not that Fan Denglong has no solution, he's just thinking of a safer one, at least it doesn't look too shocking.

After all, there is an expedition team stationed not far behind, and many soldiers with live ammunition, don't think that people will not miss this place.

The wind attribute ability can easily let him go to the sky, there is no need to ask the sword spirit at all.

Of course, there are many other ways, but the sword spirit caught Fan Denglong's vein.

The Liquan sword can be enlarged a little bit, let him stand on it, and then float over.Although this looks too crazy and cool, but if there are two more wooden sticks for show, it is still very good.

"Don't you think this is insulting me?"

Fan Denglong said coldly.

"That's fine, I want to see how you can come up with a way to get the best of both worlds."

Sword Spirit looked to wait and see.

Fan Denglong smiled and took out the spear from the ring, and took out two knives. He told the sword spirit with the facts that it is not the only one that can do many things.Lance and Fan Denglong have already reached the point where they are connected, as long as Fan Denglong has a thought, it is enough.

The most important thing is that the cost of driving a long spear is not so expensive, a drop of psychic liquid is enough for a long time.

The spear touched the yellow sand and rushed forward at an extremely fast speed. Fan Denglong jumped on it, waving a knife with both hands.Wherever he went, a piece of yellow sand was raging, and even if there were people around who wanted to see the situation clearly, they couldn't do it.

This is mainly to guard against the archaeological camp. As for the patrol team, Fan Denglong only needs to put on a show.

When the yellow sand and dust settled, Fan Denglong had already thrown the two knives aside, and the spear clicked the spring on the handle, and it immediately turned into an ordinary stick, which was not eye-catching at all.

After cleaning up everything, a soldier with yellow sand all over his body rushed over, gave a military salute with a click, and said, "Are you Fan Denglong?"

"Well, we talked over the phone."

This person is Li Haiwei. He is not tall, but he looks very strong. His dark skin makes him feel more secure.

"By the way, where is my friend?"

Fan Denglong looked around and saw Li Haiwei alone.

"Um, probably right behind you."

Li Haiwei pointed to a small hill behind Fan Denglong.

The two of them walked around the hill, and saw a huge pothole. There were shouts from inside, and yellow sand was thrown out of it.

The voice of Molihai was roaring, like an angry blind bear.

Fan Denglong jumped down the pothole, and saw a dozen shirtless men inside, shoveling yellow sand non-stop, and the unified chant was very loud and impressive.Mo Lihai, the dumbass fairy, still didn't change his true colors after seeing him for many days. Other men used shovels, but he used his hands.

The picture was so beautiful that Fan Denglong couldn't bear to look directly at it.

"Mr. Fan, your friend is really like this. My brothers and I will obey him."

Li Haiwei gave a thumbs up and said with emotion.

"Is this a compliment or a detriment to him?"

Fan Denglong's face showed dark lines, if it wasn't for the jade-faced pipa to be handed over to Molihai, Fan Denglong would have covered his face and left long ago.

"Praise him, do you know? Your friend spent less than half a day on this pothole. This speed, even the little experts in our team, can't match it."

"Also, from morning to now, I haven't seen him drink a sip of water or eat anything. This stamina and endurance are quite amazing."

Is it that good?
Fan Denglong always felt that he was a fool.

"If he can be recruited into the army, our military region will add another general."

Li Haiwei's words made Fan Denglong's face a little hot, he coughed twice, and said again: "If he is really as good as you said, why does others use a shovel, but he uses his hands?"

"This is what I admire the most about this brother. He prepared these shovels, but the brothers came to help, and he gave them all. He is willing to bare his hands. There is really no place for such a loyal person. found."

This is like adding a label to the sea of ​​magic ceremony, the sea of ​​loyalty.

"Nima,"

Fan Denglong listened to Li Haiwei talking about the advantages of Molihai, but he didn't want to say anything more. If you think he is good, you can only say that you opened it in the wrong way.

"Heavenly King, come here, let's talk about something."

After not seeing each other for a few days, Molihai has changed back to the image it had when they first met, looking sloppy and ugly, and I don't know how such a person got such a high evaluation from Li Haiwei.

It is estimated that this slovenliness or something has become a kind of heroism in the eyes of many people.

(End of this chapter)