I Don’t Want to Be a General, I Choose Buddhism

boom!

For a while, Yan and Dorag were full of lightning.

And as the lightning dissipated, even with Drago's inhuman physique, he was ignited to spit out a mouthful of black smoke, and the domineering and fierce hairstyle that was originally messy was completely reduced to an afro.

It's just that Drago didn't care about his injury at all at this time, and quickly turned his head to look at Yan.

Yaen's... Physique, Drago is completely clear, this lightning bolt strikes, probably familiar with it?

However, when Drago turned his head and took a look, he found that Yaen was pulling down the cloak and hood intact, and while flicking his hairstyle that hadn't changed much, he looked up at the sky.

You... are you okay? Drago asked unexpectedly.

Yan tried his best to move his peripheral vision away from Drago's afro, forced a smile, and replied flatly. What can happen?

No, this lightning... Drago said puzzled.

Yann heard the words, stroked the cloak on his body, and said. This baby on me is immune to lightning.

? ? ?

Dorag.

Isn't this cloak the standard cloak of the organization? The cheapest material is used, how can it be immune to lightning?

Immediately, when Drago touched his head with the palm of his hand, he realized that something was wrong with his hair, and it felt a little hairy.

Immediately, the corners of Drago's mouth couldn't help twitching slightly, and he could completely imagine what he looks like now.

Pfft...

And Yaen, who pretended to look up at the sky deeply, couldn't hold back anymore, and burst out laughing.

...

Dorag.

Immediately, Drago stroked his hair with his palm.

For a moment, as the palm of Drago passed by, the originally fluffy afro hair felt silky again in an instant, and soon returned to the original hairstyle, and it was still the kind that was not disturbed by the wind.

Ahem...

Drago looked down at the sea, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, he coughed twice and changed the subject.

Speaking of which, Yann, the 'Return to Life Hairspray Hand' created by you is indeed very useful.

It's not a creation, it's just a way to broaden the idea of ​​using life return...

Suddenly, Yaen's voice stopped, and he groped his chin with one hand and fell into thinking.

Life Return is a special skill that can perfectly control the body, even the hair can be controlled at will, then...

All of a sudden, Yan felt a little enlightened.

Since the last wedding night, Yan's legs have been weak for three days, and his waist has been sore for a full week before he managed to recover.

Yaen, who was drunk and drowsy, did not appreciate the joy of the process at all, and understood the physical differences between the two sides. It is destined that this kind of hand-to-hand combat is not at the same level at all.

Since then, even though Yaen's heart is hot from time to time, he still dare not fight casually.

And what if the technique of returning life is used?

hiss……

Ian couldn't help but gasped.

What's wrong? Drago watched Yan's expression changing rapidly, as if regretting something.

No, hurry up to the Sky Island area and complete the task earlier, I still have some important experiments to arrange. Yan said seriously.

it is good……

Dorag thought it was an important experiment involving the future of the sea, and his expression became a lot more serious. The speed of Yann and Ian soared rapidly, and they quickly moved towards the central area of ​​​​the sky island.

But the Chief of Staff,

Those two bolts of lightning just now did not look like normal natural phenomena. Dorag said as he flew across the sea from the empty island.

Well, I know, a funny guy...

Yan smiled, looked in a certain direction, and said. I've locked him in too.

...

At the same time, Sky Island is called somewhere in the Sanctuary.

Interesting Qinghai people...

Enilu took a bite of the apple and commented proudly. How dare you say it, is this going to challenge the gods?

After a pause, Enilo looked at the four priests who were waiting for the oracle respectfully below, and said.

It's up to you to give those two Qinghai people the trial of the gods to see if they are qualified to meet the gods.

Yes!

The four priests responded respectfully.

...

While Yan and Dorag flew rapidly, they soon arrived at the island in the central area of ​​Sky Island - Angel Island.

This Angel Island is also made up of some special clouds, which looks white from a distance. When Ian and Dorag stepped on the ground, it was as if they were stepping on a soft quilt.

Hoo hoo hoo...

But as Yan and Dorag landed on the Angel Island, Dorag gasped slightly.

How could it be? It's obvious that you don't have a lot of physical exertion, so why can't you breathe a little bit? Drago said doubtfully.

Yan simply sat down and said.

This is an altitude above 10,000 meters from the sea, and the oxygen is as thin as the Holy Land Marie Gioia. For those with a strong body and a huge demand for oxygen, it is normal to feel short of breath if you are not used to it for a while. You need to get used to it. a bit.

Immediately, Yan took out the phone bug that contacted the bear from his arms, pressed the button on it, and then waited patiently with Drago.

Soon, hundreds of figures wrapped in bear's paw-like air film fell from the sky and landed in front of Yan and Corazon.

Half of these people belonged to technicians, and half were the most elite soldiers of the Revolutionary Army.

It was not until the end that the bear photographed itself.

Mr. Xiong, you protect these comrades and start to measure and calculate the sky island, and make preliminary contact with the residents of the sky island. Dorag and I will first go to the ruler of the sky island to communicate.

Yes, Lord Chief of Staff. Xiong nodded.

Immediately, Yan and Dorag headed towards Enilo together.

Suddenly, Ian thought of something and said.

By the way, Dorag, leave the task of communicating with the ruler of the sky island to me later. If the communication is unsuccessful, I will leave the rest to you. Let's divide the work and cooperate, there will be no problem.

Dorag replied grimly. Very reasonable.

Oh, right……

Yan turned around and said. When I got married, you didn't seem to follow the ceremony.

The corner of Dorag's mouth twitched and he didn't expect that Yaen would talk about this issue, and said. I make it up?

That's not necessary, it seems too foreign...

After a pause, Ian continued. Well, if I can get any valuable spoils from the master of the sky island later, I will forget it, how about it?

At the end, Yan sighed helplessly and said.

The child's milk powder money is indeed a problem, and we have to start saving bit by bit in advance.

Originally, he suspected that Yann might have something tricky, but Dorag, who was hesitating, heard this, and couldn't bear to refuse at all. chaptererror();