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Song Shuhang’s new skills and postures are completely beyond the expectations of the Chu Ge Master.

She completely underestimated Song Shuhang's current ability to die - this guy now knows how to use his brain to attack when fighting?

Therefore, she suddenly did not respond.

next moment.

The three-meter-long Chuge master is like a sharp blade, ruthlessly breaking into the shadow body - and this kind of attack means, like a mean spring knife, when the blade is about to reach the enemy, the blade will pop up, the enemy There is no way to escape.

A drop of blood and a long hair of the long-lived have the power of the Bohai Sea and the Burning River.

The hair of the Chu Ge master is also at the level of the squatter, because her long hair is her own attacking means and more lethal.

"Hey, eat me a hair!" Song Shuhang attacked while dubbing himself.

His head flicked in the void and danced ‘甩头舞’.

The real girl dance Song Shuhang did not learn... but he knows a secret.

If you don't dance, you can use your head to write in the void. Write complex fonts with the head as the pen.

Written and written, the girl danced out.

It's that simple.

After a few complicated words have been written, the 'magic shadow' in the void has been cut into pieces and smashed into slag. Under the breath of the longevity of the Chuge, the shadow of the nine sinister evils was completely annihilated.

This is the power of the long-haired long-haired. After using it once, it will make people want to stop - knowing that it is to die, but can not restrain the determination to use it next time.

Song Shuhang handsomely stopped his head.

When he slammed his head, the owner of the Chu Ge lost his spiritual support and softened it. He was left behind by his mind: "It is your pleasure to die under the sorrow of the long-lived."

With soft, it is so confident.

Song Shuhang deliberately pronounced with a steady sound line. He couldn't learn more about the voice of the Emperor, so that he could suppress the sound line - just don't let people recognize his voice.

"I can't stand it anymore." Black skin feathers soft face with both hands.

"I feel, okay." White Dragon sister said firmly: "This trick, although seemingly absurd, is actually very practical. First, when others think that this is a hammer attack, it is hidden. It is the body of the attack. Moreover, this useless hair is only used in this way, it is the best use."

When I talked about it, Bai Long’s sister slowed down.

Because she really can't blow it down.

You need to rack your brains and think about new words, and try to blow a few more words.

Without the holding of Bai Long’s sister, the air was quiet.

Song Shuhang maintained the posture of the ‘甩头’.

He knows that the next step... is to bear the cause and effect from the Chu Gezhu.

Yurouzi once said that everyone is an adult, and because of their own reasons, they must have their own consciousness of swallowing fruit.

Song Shuhang is also not lacking in this kind of consciousness - the premise is that it is necessary to control the degree of 'death'.

"Hehehehe." The clerk of the Chu Ge gave a chuckle: "It is your pleasure to be able to die under the sorrow of the long-lived." I like this sentence."

Huh? The Chu Pavilion Lord is not angry, and still agrees?

Song Shuhang suddenly had a lot of peace of mind: "Ha ha, Chu predecessors, you feel that way too, this line of words I think for a long time, called out after the unexpected feeling."

"Well, it's better, you are honored to come back." The Chu Ge master calmly said.

"Ha?" Song Shuhang screamed: "Wait, Chu predecessors ... ah ah ~ ah ~"

The owner of the Chu Pavilion was wrapped around his neck and tightened.

The power of the long-haired person's hair, even if it is one, is enough to cut the mountains and the sea!

At the moment when the neck was struck, Song Shuhang seemed to see the grandfather who was driving the crane and smiled at him.

To die, to die, to die.

"Do you want to record this paragraph?" White Dragon sister asked on the sidelines.

Song Shuhang’s wooden body swayed his hand – smashed, and this piece collapsed.

He is very regretful now.

He regrets why he is doing this so early, growing his neck?

If now, his neck is still broken, the Chu neck master's neck will not threaten him!

"Is there any last words?" The voice of the Chu Ge master sounded in his ear.

Yes... I want to live another five hundred years.

Of course, this word Song Shuhang will only think about it in his heart and will never speak it out. He doesn't want to die any more. What if the owner of the Chu Ge is annoyed and really strangles him?

The precious opportunity of resurrection can not be consumed in the stupid thing of death.

"There is no last word?" The long hair of the Chu Ge master began to tighten.

This time I absolutely want to give Song Shuhang a lesson, at least let him taste the taste of suffocation.

"Cough." Song Shuhang said: "Chu predecessors, that, are you a little happy now?"

“Hey?” asked the Chu Ge owner.

"Since entering the "Galshan", you have always been very depressed in the Chu predecessors. So, I want to make you happy." Song Shuhang said: "It seems that you have a lot of spirit."

"I? Low mood?" Chuge master stayed a glimpse.

When did this happen? Why don't I know when I am depressed?

but……

Song Shuhang is to make her spirit a little, so she used her hair to smash the shadow, in order to create this scene in front of her, in order to let her change mood?

Sometimes I die.

But sometimes, suddenly and carefully, people want to cry.

You don't even know that he is just doing it in the ordinary, or as a way of dying to hide his careful care.

This kind of love...

The master of the Chu Court took the hair of Song Shuhang’s neck and slowly loosened it.

I was touched a little.

Because she couldn't help but think of the same surname Song, who is very dead.

After Song Shuhang felt the loose hair on his neck, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

[My mother is so witty, I can think of such a life-saving plan. 】 Song Shuhang deep in his heart for himself to praise.

In addition, in order to prevent his own "face straight" from being read by his predecessors, Song Shuhang strives to maintain the expression of 'painful'.

A serious or faceless expression is not suitable for him.

Only the expression of 'painful' is the most suitable camouflage for him.

The white dragon sister on the side, the same expression of immersive thoughts, did not say a word.

Black skin feathers soft eyes blinked.

Although she did not read the face, she knew that the Song predecessors were absolutely screaming.

"Book Air." Su Shi A-six gently pointed to the stone monument: "How to deal with this stone monument?"

"First put it up." Song Shuhang licked his neck.

Just the feeling of suffocation to die, he did not want to taste the second time in a short time, he needs time to adapt.

Song Shuhang came to the edge of the stone monument.

His long hair was turned into the palm of his hand. According to the law taught by the white predecessors, he was ready to put away the 'stone monument'.

However, when his long hair palm pressed on the stone tablet and wanted to make it into the body like a normal magic weapon, the stone tablet began to resist.

It refused to enter the body of Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang has a slight glimpse.

After a moment, he turned his head to look at the wooden body.

Although he has been using ‘French 诀’, he has always been a wooden body.