Just do it.
Zhang Xiaolei immediately came to the spirit.
He moved to the bench, and put the quilt by the bench.
After climbing on the stool, he carefully disassembled the tiles, and then threw the bench on the quilt.
Safety.
silence.
Resourceful.
Wonderful calculation.
God descends from the sky.
perfect.
Sai Zhuge.
One person through the ages.
Countless praises of his own thoughts surfaced in his mind.
Every time a tile is dropped, his fantasy grows deeper.
He patted his legs contentedly until a big hole was formed in the upper tiles.
"Today, it is the time for the whirlwind legs to show their power..." Zhang Xiaolei thought, "This must not be difficult. As long as I go up, my knees are on top, my hands are strong, I get up instantly, and then tap on my toes to achieve lightness. The effect is like a swallow."
He was deeply gratified by his strategy, and then he jumped hard and jumped directly onto the roof.
Next.
Put your knees on top and use your hands!
Zhang Xiaolei did this.
however.
Accidents will happen.
Although his strategy is perfect, although his steps are impeccable.
However, this tile has its own ideas.
But I saw that the tiles continued to fall, leading Zhang Xiaolei to fall down.
Zhang Xiaolei was anxious, and hurriedly kicked his legs. With his kicks, the tiles slipped faster.
He is like a dog falling into the lake, waving his limbs frantically, knocking the bottom on the tiles from time to time.
After all these efforts, more than half of the roof tiles fell, and he finally came to the roof.
"Successful!"
Zhang Xiaolei took a deep breath.
Finally it was done.
Although most of the roof tiles of the room had fallen off, at least he managed it.
The tiles fell and made a crackling noise.
At this time, people shouted outside the room: "Mr. Zhang, what are you doing inside?"
Zhang Xiaolei was anxious to be wise, and shouted at the door: "I'm so angry that I'm smashing things to make things happen? Can't I not afford it?"
"Mr. Zhang, you smash it at will."
Zhang Xiaolei breathed a sigh of relief, he cautiously got up and walked outside.
This tile.
Not easy to go.
Take one step, and a piece of tile is broken.
Zhang Xiaolei was a little panicked, and immediately wanted to use his toes.
However, the tiles were still broken.
"Maybe not with toes..." Zhang Xiaolei thought to himself, "maybe with the soles of the feet."
So he changed his way of walking.
It's a pity that this tile really doesn't give Shi Jiren's face. It is stunned that it doesn't know good or bad. Under Zhang Xiaolei's flawless body, the tiles continue to shatter.
"Asshole, this dignified Shao family used these broken tiles to build a teahouse..." Zhang Xiaolei was so angry, he thought to himself, "When I see Shao Xiaoling next time, I have to draw a big mouth. On her face, it's okay to scold her for being black-hearted!"
He couldn't walk this way, he had to crawl forward.
At this moment, he looked like a tortoise, and his whole body was lying on the roof tiles. In this case, the tiles no longer shattered.
Zhang Xiaolei breathed a sigh of relief. He came to the end of the roof. In front of him was a family's house.
He thought, if he wants to leave here, the best way is to jump from this roof to the opposite roof.
Maybe it can.
Or maybe not.
"Perhaps I overestimated my strength..." At this time, he was already a little panicked, "It's quite high down here. If you accidentally fall, I'm afraid I will break my leg."
He was wondering whether he could successfully jump over.
After thinking about it, Zhang Xiaolei mustered up the courage and stood up.
The breeze blows.
Feeling the breeze, Zhang Xiaolei stretched out his hand and said softly, "Wind, stop."
Perhaps it was a coincidence that the wind really stopped.
"Heh, it seems that this world also gives me a thin face..." Zhang Xiaolei thought to himself, "maybe it stems from the power of the gods in my body, so the world is afraid of me."
At this time, the wind is blowing again.
He waved his hand and whispered coldly: "The wind stops!"
However, this time the wind did not stop.
"Is it interesting to fight against me..." Zhang Xiaolei said coldly, "Could it be that I flew to the ninety-nine layer? Heaven... Give you another chance, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
He raised his finger and faced the sun in the sky: "With just one finger, I can change the color of the sky and the earth!"
The wind still keeps going.
"That's it, it seems that I don't have any fairy power in my body..." Zhang Xiaolei sighed secretly, "I should be the power of evil spirits. I have killed gods and slaughtered Buddhas, so I was rejected by heaven and earth."
He wanted to destroy the world.
He just gave up the idea very quickly, because he had to jump over the roof.
"Then, if I jump over, it will be the power of the gods..." Zhang Xiaolei made up his mind, "If I didn't jump over, then I would be an evil spirit."
Thinking of this, he finally plucked up the courage and jumped out directly!
"boom!"
He successfully jumped to the opposite roof, but slipped and rolled down.
He rolls, rolls, rolls, rolls, rolls, rolls.
"No! It will fall!"
Roll and roll. Roll and roll.
"I really am a demon, the sky wants to destroy me, how can I allow the sky and the earth to kill me!"
Zhang Xiaolei clapped his hands violently, and pierced the roof tiles with his claws full of evil power!
But he saw the tiles were smashed by his hand, countless tiles shattered on his hand, and some even cut his fingers.
Ten fingers connected to the heart, making him painful.
"If I fall, let the world and all things disappear with me! Can't stop it, God, do you really think I dare not exude my instincts? I want to become a demon, who can stop me!"
He cursed the sky in his heart, perhaps his threat had an effect. At this time, he successfully grabbed a piece of wood and finally stopped rolling.
Almost fell.
But it's okay.
"Oh, I am really afraid of my threat."
Zhang Xiaolei struggled to stand up. He glanced at his hand. Fortunately, the injury was not deep and the bleeding did not occur much.
So he clapped his hands, patted the dust off his hands, and sighed secretly: "Since it hasn't fallen, then I will open the net and will no longer slaughter the world."
At this time, another wind was blowing.
He said coldly: "Wind, stop."
The wind stopped.
Zhang Xiaolei is satisfied.
The world is afraid of him.
Since the world is afraid of him, what else is there to be afraid of
His whole body was full of enthusiasm, and his head was empty, and he ran directly!
Underfoot, countless tiles shattered!
"No one can stop me!"
The tiles slipped, and his body swayed, but quickly started running again.
"Neither can immortals, nor can Buddhas!"
There is another roof in front.
He didn't stop.
Take a leap.
Light as a swallow.
Successfully jumped, and this time, he did not fall.
At this moment he finally stopped, and whispered softly: "Those who block me die, so heaven and earth dare not stop me, I am an eternal evil spirit!" (End of this chapter)