Weird asylum, you're taking in a human like me?

The postman originally wanted to take them there directly.

But he suddenly had the idea of ​​taking a flight.

So the three of them boarded the helicopter and flew slowly towards the northwest.

…………

In hell.

Because the driver and Lu Xiao were not there.

Even Nicole was not there.

The gambler stayed alone in his room, feeling very bored.

At this moment, he even lost interest in the Mother Goddess Elf Nest.

Not for anything else, because he had just returned from there.

After some contemplation, the gambler felt that he could not waste his life like this.

He wanted to do something meaningful.

But after thinking for a long time, he didn't know what meaningful thing he could do alone.

Thinking about it, the gambler suddenly remembered the insect swarm he had recruited.

"I haven't seen my fans for a few days, and I don't know how they are doing!" The gambler muttered softly.

The gambler is not a person who likes to procrastinate.

Do it when you think of it, so he contacted his fans in the name of the King of Skyworms.

By sharing the perspective, the gambler saw the endless swarm of insects.

The one who shared the perspective with the gambler was the gambler's number one fan, the Zerg named Drake by the gambler.

After learning the specific location of the swarm, the gambler decided to go and see the situation of the swarm in person.

After some thought, the gambler decided to take Dart with him.

There was no other way. The driver was not there. In order to travel quickly, the gambler had to take Dart with him.

In any case, Dart was also a god.

Although the speed of traveling was far less than that of the car.

But it was faster than running by himself.

However, the gambler failed to convince Dart to go with him in the end. Instead, Zhang Chu was quite interested in the swarm.

So Zhang Chu vomited a cloud of blood and flesh, and took the gambler to the swarm in the way of "riding the clouds and mist".

The blood and flesh cloud turned into a blood-red stream of light and disappeared into the sky.

The gambler stood on the clouds, and the soft touch under his feet gave him goose bumps.

It felt like stepping on a pig's lung.

Soft and elastic.

For a moment, the gambler became curious.

"How did this thing form?"

Thinking of this, the gambler squatted down and poked the bloody flesh under his feet with his fingers.

Before he could feel the touch between his fingers, he saw Zhang Chu grab his collar and lift him up.

Zhang Chu said with a dark face: "What are you doing? Can this thing be poked randomly? What if it leaks?"

Hearing this, the gambler showed a surprised expression on his face and said: "Can this thing be poked and leaked?"

For a moment, the gambler was more interested, so he asked curiously: "So what is it? Why can it float in the air and fly at a high speed?"

Zhang Chu said with a dark face: "It is an innate magic weapon given by the ancestor! Any questions?"

The gambler thought about it for a while, then shook his head and said: "What the hell is the ancestor? It was obviously you who spit it out, I saw it with my own eyes!"

Zhang Chu's face became darker.

He said in a deep voice: "Even Lu Xiao would not ask me such a brainless question!"

The gambler nodded and said as a matter of course: "Yes, but I am not Lu Xiao. What's wrong with asking!"

At this moment, Zhang Chu just wanted to throw this guy down.

After some hesitation, Zhang Chu put the gambler back on the bloody cloud and said in a deep voice: "I'm telling you, don't act like a demon in front of me.

I don't have a good temper.

If you turn around and lose your grip, a bolt of lightning will hit your head, and that will be troublesome."

Hearing this, the gambler instantly became honest.

To be honest, he really didn't want to be hit by Zhang Chu's "thunder and lightning".

He still remembered the scene that was like a nuclear explosion.

A bolt of lightning went down, and the two gods turned into dust.

The destructive power of the power in Zhang Chu's hands is beyond doubt.

So the gambler instantly became honest.

This is not the same level as being beaten up by the Mother Goddess Elves.

When the fists of the Mother Goddess Elves fell on him, he would only feel good.

If a bolt of lightning fell on him, he would have nothing to do with good in his life.

So the rest of the time on the road was spent in silence.

It's not that Zhang Chu was targeting the gambler.

The main reason was that before he set out, he had already been broken down by his own group of seniors.

Seeing that they could not fool Lu Qian, those guys turned their attention to Zhang Chu.

They hoped that Zhang Chu would help them to recruit Lu Qian.

Zhang Chu would never agree to such a thing.

Not to mention his relationship with Lu Xiao.

Because he knew very well that this kind of cultivation methodstyle, or technical means.

Except for the Taoist priests who came down from the Taoist temple, no one can master it.

If Lu Qian really became their disciple, it would be misleading.

Not to mention the distant past, even Zhang Chu himself did not grow up in this way.

Because of this matter, he was very annoyed.

Just at this time, the gambler came to the door.

So he just took this excuse to come out and take a breath.

It happened that Zhang Chu ate gunpowder, and the gambler, this guy, was in the muzzle of the gun.

…………

On the other side, in the Holy City.

Yi Hao was hand-painting a portrait of the driver.

Lu Xiao stood behind Yi Hao, staring at the canvas in front of Yi Hao and yelled: "Yes, yes, yes! Right here, here a little more!

The theme must be highlighted, and it must have that kind of lifelike feeling!"

Yi Hao stopped the brush and made an OK gesture to Lu Xiao.

The driver, who was acting as a model, became excited after hearing the conversation between the two.

The purpose of hand-painting a portrait for him was to carve out a statue of him.

Before carving the statue, a hand-painted draft was needed.

All these matters were handled by Yi Hao.

At this time, Nicole also came behind Yi Hao.

When she set her eyes on the canvas, her eyes widened instantly.

Then, she covered her mouth and said in surprise: "So thick! So big!"

Driver: "???"

"What is so thick?" The driver checked his clothes with a strange look on his face.

After seeing that he was dressed neatly, the driver immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then muttered in his heart: "I'm not a nude model, how does he know that I'm big?"

After some thinking, the driver began to doubt whether Yi Hao had a perspective eye.

Not long after, the hand-painted line drawing was completed.

Yi Hao took down the canvas, then said, "I am indeed a genius!"

Behind him, Lu Xiao and Nicole nodded in unison, their faces full of praise.

At this time, the driver also came over.

When he set his eyes on the draft, he was stunned.

The line drawing clearly showed a taxi with its head tilted up.

The driver looked around and didn't find his own figure at all.