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After all, he only had two chances of failure. If the third time was not successful, the white predecessors needed an individual who would 'glow' and use a one-time flying sword to push the circle to suppress the dream. No one in the field is more suitable than his Song Shuhang to become the 'individual who will shine', about the confidence of Song Shuhang fans!

Moreover, Song Shuhang did not want to disrupt the big plans of the white predecessors because of his own rushing operations.

So he is hesitating.

"Add another layer to this hundred-story cemetery? Why do you suddenly have such an idea?" Bai predecessors asked with doubts. Isn't it a good one-hundred-hundred floor?

"How do you say it... because of an intuition? And want to add another layer of insurance to the structure of the cemetery." Song Shudao: "However, because this 'creation plan' is very important to the white predecessors, so I Hesitating."

"In this case, let's do it with confidence! You have two chances of failure. As long as you can succeed in the third time, there is no problem!" The white predecessors were gentle and said: "Unfortunately, my body is not here. Otherwise we will be together. Lifting him high, the front floor is representative, and the opposite side is not appropriate."

Song Shuhang: "..."

Even if you give me eleven darings, I dare not raise the white predecessors so high, unless...no, no!

Even if I slammed the song from the upstairs, I would never lift the white predecessor in such a way.

"Look at your small face that hesitates, you still can't make up your mind?" The white predecessor took a look at Song Shuhang and said: "Forget it, then I am losing a bit, you grab me and throw me into the sky." When I land, the front is representative, but it is not correct! Although I am not the body, it also represents the gas transportation branch. It is absolutely reliable to use me to make choices on this key issue."

Song Shuhang: "I would rather throw the gold thighs of the white predecessors for testing."

As soon as his voice fell, he felt someone kicking a kick in his lower back.

"Ah~" Song Shuhang screamed, his body shaped like a cannonball, and he swayed in the air and finally landed.

Landing on the front!

If the level of facial defense is high enough, the tyrannical tyrant may be disfigured today.

The white predecessors squatted to him, gentlely said: "So, book, the evil out of the mouth, why do you not understand?"

Song Shuhang: "..."

"In addition, the front landing, representing the plan is appropriate. So, let's go and do it boldly, book a small friend." The white predecessor smiled and said: "Don't hesitate, hesitate to defeat!"

"Decisive will be given." Song Shuhang climbed from the ground.

On the hard, nine secluded ground, his face rubbing was branded. In the future, it is very likely that this will become the little magic land of the nine worlds. The ruler of Song has once branded his face here!

After getting up, Song Shuhang looked up at the white predecessor's golden thigh in the void. This leg was a pure kick injury and did not give him the effect of quenching.

Old pain.

After licking his old waist, Song Shuhang pulled out the function of 'recognition chat' and contacted the white predecessor: [White predecessors, I want to add a layer of insurance for the ‘immortal tomb’, and make up the 101-story. Hesitation will defeat the North! 】

[appropriate. 】 White predecessors succinct reply.

Song Shuhang: [Then I went to the white predecessor! 】

After the determination of the white predecessor's ontology, Song Shuhang was determined.

His mind was moved, and his consciousness was directly reflected in the location of the Magical Palace in the Magic Sea.

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At this time, the Emperor's Palace was surrounded by seven 9-art demon groups.

Above the Song, the hands of the secluded hands, with the stone monuments, the Magistrates Palace is firmly suppressed, so that it can not move.

Outside, there are also zebras squinting and watching the details of the changes in the magic sea world.

In the palace of the emperor.

The disciples of the Promise Mozong are restless.

The lord was smashed by the tyrants of Song, and there was no trace... The Emperor's Palace was suppressed and could not bring them back to the world. The members of the Promise Mozong have no way to go, they can only wait for the trial of the Song Xuansheng.

Among the many members of the Promise Mozong, the most uneasy thing at the beginning was the Son Sea.

After all, among all the people present, only he is positively offended by the existence of the tyrants. Even his little friends are able to, in fact, from the beginning to the end, there is no positive offense against the Song Dynasty.

However, as time went by, Gongzihai adjusted his mentality. Faced with a complete desperate situation, there is no room for reversal, but the son of the sea is no longer uneasy, and the heart is like water.

He himself is a resourceful person, and his mentality has been powerful after undergoing the tempering of the tyrants. If he chose to give up the ‘blood **** drill’ and not go to the blame of the tyrants, perhaps he would become a generation of demons in the future, and he would be recorded in the textbook of the magic door like the shackles.

"How does the tyrannical society deal with us?" It is possible to sit cross-legged and gently rub his fingers on his own natal device ‘Zizhu’.

"If I didn't make a mistake, maybe we will become a gift called "three-piece", the little girl who was given to Tianhe Su Shi by the tyrants." Gongzihai slowed down.

The younger generation of Aqi is really good luck, and it will be seen by the ancient giants of the tyrants... The feelings are really wonderful things, and it can't be calculated by any formula.

I lived a long time old giant who didn’t know how many years, and looked at a young girl who was younger than 100 years old... Sure enough, no matter how long a man lives, he still likes young and beautiful.

"It is the enemy of my life." At this time, Song's faint body disregarded the prohibition of the Emperor's Palace, which appeared directly in front of all the Promise Mozong disciples. "You can guess my next move." I have been completely seen by you."

"The enemy of a lifetime?" Some elders of the Promise Mozong suddenly looked at the sea.

The evaluation of Gong Song Daxie on Gongzihai is so high?

Gongzihai: "..."

Enemy you a dichlorvos! When did I become the enemy of your life?

Song secluded and dressed in ‘what can sell big 佬’ with the same quilt, stepping on the black lotus step by step from the void, sitting on the throne of the emperor’s lord, overlooking the disciple of the Promise.

“How are you going to deal with us?” I was able to ask.

"As Gongzihai guessed, I will hand you over to Tianhe Su Shi for disposal. At that time, the 16th CPC will decide your future... Well, A-16 has a good mood recently." Song Shuhang’s nephew passed the Promise of the Promise. The rest of the members.

Under the authority of the nine secluded, the terrible pressure shrouded.

The members of the Promise Mozong only feel the legs weak, and the pupils expand their bodies to constantly send feedback to the brain with panic.

"There are friends who will cultivate spiritual plants, domesticated beasts, tools, refining medicinal herbs, etc., come forward to register and register. Then I work for ten years, I will also give you freedom." Song Shuhang slowed down.

His core world requires talent.

And for ten years, it’s just a fleeting time for the monks.

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