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In the sky, the blossoming white clouds emerge and gather.

These white clouds are a popular style of flying instruments in the monk world. Clouds have been a very practical camouflage since ancient times.

The ancients sometimes saw the immortals of ‘the clouds and the fog’. Many of them were sloppy monks who forgot to cover themselves with ‘invisible’ spells when flying, which was accidentally seen by ordinary people.

Of course, there are also monks who, for some reason, voluntarily come to the mortal to complete some tasks.

Now, some monks as audiences and disciples of the Chu family have climbed onto these white clouds. They will watch the ‘hand tractor competition’ on the white clouds.

Some of the predecessors who act as referees will use their flying swords or unique flying instruments to follow the players.

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In the sky, Bai Zunren presided over the start of the game: "Please note that the first session of the Comprehension Tractor Contest will begin soon!"

"This is the legendary white predecessor."

"Sure enough, like the legendary, the beautiful white predecessors, just look at it, it makes people completely unable to open their eyes. Even if I let me marry the white lord immediately, no problem!" There is a female practitioner holding his face shy.

"Do we want to worship? I heard that the whites are good."

"Hey, hello, when do you carry the incense burner with you?"

"Required, we comprehend people, no matter what they do, they must be fully prepared. I heard that this 'hand-held tractor contest' was hosted by Bai Zun, I quietly took the incense burner coming."

Su Wenqu looked at the friends on the side: "..."

Always feel that the friends on the side are very hard?

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With the sound of the White Supreme, the fairy, the Taoist, the master, the Confucian, and some of the friends of the White Supreme, such as the tyrants, all climbed from their walking tractors. under.

Each road fairy, Daochang, master, gentleman, demon lord, a man with a tractor rocker.

Then, these handsome fairy, Daochang, and Degao Gao came to the tractor's front, and they skillfully pressed the buck lever and inserted the rocker into it.

Then... the fairy, the roadmaster, and the masters swayed the tractor rocker hard.

On the white clouds in the sky. There have been many Taoist friends who have blushing their faces, laughing and not laughing. They forgive them for their low laughter. They saw a lot of predecessors bending over their hips and grabbing the rocker. The scene of the death of the turn is really too visual impact.

In fact, it is just a very common picture when driving a tractor, but because of the identity of the person who is holding the tractor, the scene becomes unexpectedly interesting.

"It’s a shame. Why can’t I change the function of this 'hand cranking' of the tractor?” The Beihe Sanren finally started the tractor.

"Top Beihe."

"Top Beihe +1"

"Top Beihe +"

"You are too naive, because the white predecessors have said that ‘hand cranking’ is the fun and essence of walking tractors!”

When the current generations were talking, the white lords in the sky fell.

Subsequently, he released a walking tractor from the space equipment, and skillfully pulled out the tractor rocker, and the tractor mobilized.

The King of Creation asked: "White predecessors also want to participate in the competition?"

"No, I won't play." White Zun returned.

The reason why he organized this ‘hand-held tractor contest’ was mainly because the white sages themselves liked to play this special ‘car’.

Unfortunately, as the arranger of the track and the organizer of the game. His participation in the game was somewhat unfair.

Therefore, you can only join the game in another identity and have a good time.

"I will follow the team as a referee and follow along with everyone. At the same time, prevent accidents that are dangerous to the life of the friends during the game." Bai Zun said.

The Taoist friends nodded in understanding.

"In addition, please do your best to participate in the competition and play all your strength!" Saying, the white lord pointed to the sky, and saw a huge gossip in the sky spinning quietly.

In the middle of the gossip array, there is a huge mirror. It records all the things that are happening below and deposits them into the gossip.

"That is... the gossip daily newspaper gossip information collector?" Beihe scattered people face a stiff face.

Bai Zunren nodded: "Yes, this is the first 'hand-held tractor contest' in the monk world, so I contacted the monk daily. Record and broadcast the whole process of this competition. So everyone wants to cheer. ""

King of Creation: "..."

Three waves of madness: "That is, we just arranged the station, madly shaking the scene of the tractor rocker, all of them were photographed... and also broadcast live to the entire comprehension world?"

The oriental fairy face is a stiff face.

Beihe Sanren: "I am still leaving the game now?"

The mad knife and three waves were silent.

After a while, suddenly. The mad knife and three waves greeted the 'gossip information collector', and the shock arm shouted: "The friends in front of the TV are all good, I am Tianhe Su Shi Aqi, my racing number is 38, please remember Live me, cheer for me!"

Song Shuhang: "Hey..."

Beihe scattered people: "Hey..."

Huangshan Zhenjun: "Hey..."

Other group friends: "Hey..."

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The snow wolf cave master silently took out a business card from his arms and handed it to the three waves: "Sanlang brother, this is the business card of Jiang Ziyan girl, a disciple of the pharmacist. I think you will use it after the game is over."

The mad knife and the three waves took over the business card and saw it. Then, wow and haha ​​laughed: "Do not worry, I will not have anything. This business card, I can't use it."

Snow Wolf Cave main mouth twitching, Sanlang brother, what is your confident raw material, can you divide me two milligrams?

In the sky, the referee Lingdie Zun looked at the female prostitute, and said: "So, the game officially begins!"

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The Taoist friends who participated in the Jiuzhou No. 1 group and the Taoist friends who were invited by the White Zun, climbed the tractor together.

Song Shuhang also controlled the body of the Fengfeng son, climbing the No. 44 walking tractor.

Next, just wait to hear the gun judge ‘whirlwind sage’ and call out ‘Everyone is ready! At the moment, he immediately let the tractors go!

Take a deep breath.

He is Song Shuhang, how can he be defeated by a ‘three second delay’?

"Everyone!" The whirlwind sergeant raised his command gun high. At this moment, the attention of all the contestants and spectators was concentrated on him!

This feeling is the feeling of the limelight, the best and most dazzling style, the favorite of the whirlwind sage.

"Prepare!" whirlwind screams shouted.

All the participating friends grabbed the tractor with both hands and collapsed.

"It is now!" At this moment, Song Shuhang gave the body of the phoenix son the order of ‘departure’! After three seconds, the 44th walking tractor will depart.

Next, it’s time to wait for the whirlwind to open the command gun!

After 0.3 seconds...

The Cyclone Supreme still held the command gun high, but did not buckle the gun. His mouth opened slightly and sent a strange number: "1..."

What?

Song Shuhang is all over the crowd, why is it a number?

Isn't it time to shoot at this time?

"!" The whirlwind sage still has no intention of firing.

Shoot it quickly, shoot it quickly, or three seconds will come, I will go out!

"3!" The whirlwind sage continued.

3, 3 is always enough?

Because it is the reason of the monk, the whirlwind sorcerer reads the number slightly faster. When the three figures are finished, it only takes about two seconds, plus the delay of the previous whirlwind sages to read the numbers. About 3 seconds.

At this time, I still have a three-second delay. If I shoot at this time, I can just start the gun!

However, the whirlwind sage still did not shoot, he whispered slightly: "4!"

Song Shuhang sucked his nose, even if he had to report the numbers, 1, 3 is not enough? Why do you still have to report the number 4?

If it is not 1, or 3, then the whirlwind lord will have to report the number before shooting? Don't always count to 10?

This is simply not a card.

Not good, three seconds is about to pass.

Shooting quickly, shooting the referee, shooting fast, no time!

But what makes Song Shuhang desperate is that the whirlwind sage still did not shoot. In his mouth, he sent a voice that made Song Shuhang’s liver hurt: "4..."

Song Shuhang’s eyes suddenly became wet.

Three seconds has passed.

The hand of Fengfeng Gongzi has already grasped the handle of the tractor and a series of operations because of the three seconds ago.

Booming ~ bombing ~ hand-held tractors roaring.

Stop, the game hasn't started yet, stop now and come back!

But unfortunately, even if you want to stop, this command will be passed to the body of the phoenix son after 3 seconds.

So, in the eyes of the public; under the lens of the ‘gossip information collector’; in the eyes of the contestants and the whirlwind of the referee.

Sudden procession...

The walking tractor of the phoenix priest rushed forward madly, and the speed was fast! It seems that Fengfeng Gongzi has placed at least ten times the acceleration method in the car!

Mad Knife Three Waves: "Hey? Is the referee Cyclone Supreme firing?"

Beihe scattered people: "No, you didn't see the whirlwind predecessors are also dumbfounded?"

Three waves of mad knives: "Why did the phoenix son suddenly rush out?"

King of Creation: "It's estimated that it's nerves again. You know his race, and sometimes it suddenly becomes nervous."

"But, let him let him out?"

As the Taoist commented, the white lord in the next door stood up and reached out to the Tractor who was defying the phoenix son... (to be continued.)

Ps: Timetable, still not able to adjust back. I have the heart to want to die.