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The plan to run the green lady is theoretically correct, and the timing of her choice is also right. There is no master monitoring around, she just needs to be careful, avoiding the Chu family's disciples without pressure - especially when the two Chu disciples are watching the 'Hand-held tractor contest' live broadcast, the success rate of escape is greatly increased.

And most importantly, Song Shuhang did not have anything like 'tracking imprint' left on her.

The green lady jumped out of the pocket of Song Shuhang carefully, and then took care of the two Chu disciples, she sneaked out from the open window.

When her body touched the ground, she was extremely excited and yelled in her heart: ‘hahahaha, this onion is regaining freedom! ’

Next, just hurry to escape... There are too many monks gathered around, very unsafe. After all, she still grew up on the Wudao Stone, and Wu Daoshi was the cultivation of the monks in the eyes of the monks.

One is not careful, she is likely to just come out of the tiger's mouth and into the wolf.

The scallions roll carefully into the bottom of the car, and two eyes grow on the scallions, watching all the positions on the top, bottom, left and right, looking for a route that can escape.

"There are too many monks in front, no way; the left side is not good; the rear is the playing field, even worse; hey, the people on the right are less, and there are many bunkers. That breaks from the right!"

After observing the route, the green lady looked carefully into the sky. There were many monks standing in the sky in the sky, hoping that no one would pay attention to this side.

Just as the sight of the green lady sneaked into the sky, she looked at it with a pair of clear, pure eyes.

The eyes are crystal clear, like the eyes of a baby just after birth, without a trace of evil.

But the lynx only felt that the whole person was numb and the body trembled.

I saw it on the top of the car, and there was a slap in the palm of the ‘Song Shuhang’ figure.

Song Shuhang, the bald head, is still wearing a jasper.

At this time, this little book is looking at the green mother with curiosity.

"Why!" The green lady roared in her heart, why would there be a small song book on the roof of the car? And look at his appearance, clearly seeing himself in action from beginning to end!

What is this Xiao Song Shu Hang? Did Song Shuhang have mastered the terrible avatar?

Suddenly, the green lady flashed, she remembered something - the ghost!

Song Shuhang’s ghosts seem to have completely completed synchronization with Song Shuhang not long ago, and have produced some changes.

This small palm song, the book, should be the ghost.

However, the ghost does not have the order of the master, and generally stays in the body of the master, will not take the initiative to come out?

Why do ghosts appear on the roof? Is it... this is the order of Song Shuhang!

Didn't Song Shuhang guess from the beginning that she would take the opportunity to escape, so she sent her to monitor her?

Damn, my heart is awkward!

Just as the onion is full of thoughts, Song Shuhang’s ghost has fallen from the roof and stood in front of the green lady.

The ghost is indeed due to Song Shuhang’s ‘command’... but not to monitor the onion.

Before Song Shuhang’s transformation of the ‘Fengfenggongzi’ tractor, he raised a thought—he wanted to use the visual synchronization of the ghosts and use the ‘God’s perspective’ model.

At that time, the ghost received this order, and it was drilled from the body of Song Shuhang and floated to the roof of the car.

In fact... If the ghost did not drill out the body of Song Shuhang, the green lady just got out of the pocket and was caught by the ghost.

The spirit ghost and Song Shuhang have the same idea, and he naturally cannot let the green lady escape.

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At this point, the ghost is standing in front of the lush maiden, and its eyes turn.

Finally, I looked at the 'onion pointed tip' in the hands of the lush mother. The slap-up spirit did not hesitate to reach out and grab the pointed scalp.

"Why, what are you doing!" The green lady whispered, this is her green onion!

"Oh." The ghost did not speak, just a burst of laughter. Afterwards, the ghosts took the force and took the green onion.

The spiritual ghost's cultivation at this time is the same as that of Song Shuhang, and has also been promoted to the realm of the second real teacher. It’s easy to **** a thing that is a realm of green onions.

After grabbing the scalloped tip, the ghost held it carefully for a long time.

Then, in the surprised eyes of the green lady, the ghost spoiled the hint of onion.

"Hey ~ ~" After eating the onion, the ghost is still satisfied with a full meal.

"Eat it... You actually ate my head. That's my head, you demon!" The green lady gnawed her teeth and wanted to rush and fight.

However, before the call of the onion mother has been sent out, the ghost has already been squirming, and it is gently slammed on the green onion.

咚~~

Just a light finger, a faint instinct was hit into the slut.

When the green eyes were closed, they fainted. Her hands and legs were shrunk back, and her body was turned into a small tender onion that grew on the stone of Enlightenment.

"嗝~~" The ghost again hit a fullness, mentioning the green lady and the enlightenment stone, quietly returned to the car, and reinstated the enlightenment stone back into the pocket of Song Shuhang.

The whole process, such as flowing water, did not attract anyone's attention. The sneak sneak ability of the ghost, if it is full level ten, it has at least level 7 or above.

Even if Song Shuhang himself came over and controlled, he could not reach the hidden level of the ghost.

This ability is the inheritance of the deep memory of the ghosts and ghosts... It is derived from the memory fragments of the ‘discrete’ Li Tian’s plastic road.

Li Tiansu has already died. But his piecemeal memories have turned into some instinct for the ghosts. It is equal to adding a lot of basic skills to the ghost.

After the lyrics were thrown back into the pockets of Song Shuhang, the ghosts did not return to the heart of Song Shuhang.

He was somewhat curious to float in the car, looking at Song Shanghang's body not far away, still in the stun of Sima Jiang, and a large box on the Sima River.

The ghost has a very good intelligence, especially the spirit of Song Shuhang has been mutated, and the intelligence is above the ordinary middle-level spirit.

Just after experiencing the process of mutating, the ghost is re-trained and re-trained. At this time, the ghost is like a child, and he still needs to learn a lot of knowledge.

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The spirit ghost and Song Shuhang have the same mind, so I know that this big box is a courier box, and it is a courier of Xiaojiang **** on the side of the harvest.

Courier is a personal item, and it is very rude to open someone else's courier at will. Under normal circumstances, the spirit of the ghost inherits the character of the owner, and will not open the courier.

However, at this time, the ghost feels an unusual familiar feeling in the courier box.

How do you feel that feeling is good?

Blood connected!

Yes, the ghost feels something in the courier box, and there is an unspeakable resonance between him and him. It seems to be calling him and shouting at him.

So involuntarily, the ghosts reached out and explored the express delivery box.

A cumbersome box can't stop the spiritual form of the ghost. His body easily passed through the outer box and into the inner layer of the box.

Then, the ghost saw it inside the box, turned out to be a huge piece of ice!

There are hundreds of seals on the edge of the ice cube, which seals the ice to prevent its cold. Therefore, Sima Jiang and others will not be chilled when carrying the courier.

"It's just a block of ice? Why is it connected to your own blood?"

After thinking about it, the ghost carefully reached out and touched the ice.

The strange thing is that the ban on the hundredth floor did not stop the ghost. His hand passed through the ban and touched the body of the ice.

The next moment, a bitter chill was uploaded from the hail and passed to the ghost.

The ghost was shocked, and he subconsciously wanted to pull back his hand.

But...it is late.

Only in a flash, the ice spreads along the ghost's arm. Then, the ghost is frozen.

It was firmly connected with the hail and formed ice.

Even the spirits can be frozen, and this ice is obviously not ordinary ice.

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On the track of the walking tractor contest.

The commentator of the monk daily newspaper ‘Jiangshan’ passionately said: [The penalty of the referee group on the 44th ‘Fengfenggongzi’ came out! Since the phoenix son was a first-time offender, the referee group only punishes the phoenix son once again to enjoy the ‘Spirit of the Earth’s trap, and ordered him to dismantle the tractor tires! The punishment of the referee group is very light. According to me, it should be directly punished by Feng Gongzi to return to the starting point! Keke! ]

[Well, we can see that Fengfeng Gongzi has lifted the cool transformation of the walking tractor... Oh, the No. 44 wind blower has flew again, and he once again became the scenery on the track... let us Once again, enjoy the No. 44 walking tractor in the spiral lift! I have a hunch that this is not the first time that the No. 44 spiral rises, and it will never be the last time! ]

Song Shuhang was once again spiraled up.

He felt that this hand-held tractor contest was a ‘turn around’, constantly turning, changing the pattern, and he turned a little disgusting.

In the ear, the voice of the commentator’s big voice came.

When I heard this voice, Song Shuhang’s little friend gnawed his teeth: “I remember that the commentator is ‘Jiangshan’, this name, I remember it, ah ah ah! No, I want to vomit.”

The Taoist friends who had never surpassed the past, one by one, passed by the ‘嗖嗖嗖’ of his side.

"Refueling, book friends."

"It's a big show, book friends, whirlwind predecessors must envy you!"

"Wow, haha, Song Xiaoyou has become a landscape again." The three waves of the knives did not know when he repaired his tractor, and suddenly passed through Song Shuhang and sprinkled a string of laughter.

"Auntie ~ ~ Auntie ~ ~" Song Shuhang suddenly sneaked a few sneezes, do not know why, he suddenly felt a bitter chill came up.

It’s so cold, as if I was thrown into the Antarctic ice.