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Chapter 2123: Live... and be happier than anyone else (3rd)

The speed of the Yuanshen itself is faster than the flesh. At this time, using the body method, it can be described as a thousand miles.

In a blink of an eye, Song Shuhang fell before the building.

"It turned out to be a tomb." The demons Akasaka sword looked at the building.

Stone monument: "..."

After it was renamed the tombstone of the tyrants by the black and white master of the nine secluded, it seems to be constantly related to the ‘tomb’.

"Looks, it's still very new." Song Shuhang reached out and touched the tomb.

Overall, it looks like a new build.

The size of the tomb is not very large, basically it is also composed of graves + tomb + tombstone.

On the tombstone, there are many complicated words portrayed... Song Shuhang does not know one.

Not ancient text.

Song Shuhang asked: "The predecessors of the Akasaka Sword, the stone monument, who do you know these words?"

"I can't do anything."

"This text... is a bit familiar. But I haven't learned it. When I was created by my master, the protagonist used ancient characters and another homemade text. This text should be used by the owner when he was young." The stone tablet is out of the channel.

The owner he said is naturally heavenly.

[Unfortunately, at this time, if you can contact the white predecessor two, you can know the contents of the tombstone, right? 】 Song Shuhang in the heart of the dark road.

The stone monument landed and gently touched the tomb, inferring: "The time of the grave construction... no more than one year!"

I don't know how it came to the exact data.

"But the time of this world cannot be inferred according to common sense." Song Shuhang reminded.

Everyone has sensed it before. As the sand swells at the fingertips of the white predecessors, the whole world is 'live' and begins to flow.

Combined with the information left by the ‘Heavenly White’ on the stone monument—the world is not restricted and influenced by ‘time, space’, it is a truly free space.

Therefore, the ‘time’ of this world cannot be treated as common sense. Maybe before the white predecessors came in, the time of the world has always been a 'stop' state.

"Right, these handwritings, like the words of the white predecessors?" Song Shuhang asked the stone tablet.

“It’s a bit like, but what I said is like my master’s white, and his handwriting is a bit similar.” The stone nodded.

"If this is really the handwriting of the white predecessors, maybe I know who this is the tomb." Song Shudao, talking to him and staring at the stone tablet for a while.

On the stone tablet, there are words written by the white predecessors, which have just been engraved and are still hot.

Song Shuhang compared the two writings.

Although it is a different text, the handwriting is really faintly similar.

Stone monument: "..."

It was so stared by Song Shuhang, and he felt very embarrassed.

"So suppose... this tombstone is really the words of the white predecessors." Song Shuhang slowed down.

Here is the hometown of the white predecessors.

According to the memory of the white predecessor - this tomb is filled with, it is probably the ‘white horse green shirt young lang’. In the real illusion, Song Songhang pressed the person who repeatedly hammered on the ground.

In the memory of the predecessors of the world, the ending of the young lang is the death of the body.

Song Shuhang: "White Horse Green Shirt Young Lang."

“Would you like to open this tomb?” The demons Akasaka proposed - it once again correctly performed the duties of his own demon, tempting Song Shuhang to do something ‘fun interesting’.

"After opening it, maybe I have to go in." Song Shuhang smiled slightly and saw the inducing of the predecessors of Akasaka Sword. "I don't want to be next year, the whites are really here to cut the graves."

He looked at the dazzling desert under his feet.

Now this desert may have become the embodiment of the white predecessors.

This is dead, he can't do it.

Song? Don't learn from the three waves of seniors? Book Air.

Moreover, if this is really the monument and the tomb made by the white predecessors, even if there is no institutional trap, Song Shuhang does not dare to move.

Who digs who is dead!

After all, he first put his hands together and bowed to the grave. "Predecessors, although in the 'real illusion', you have played me many times, but I don't care. And, in the memory of the white predecessors two, you It’s the white predecessor two, so next, I’m going to offend a little...”

In other words, the feeling of standing on the grave outside the grave is very subtle.

Song Shuhang suddenly looked forward to the ending of his ‘previous enemy of life’, the son of the sea. If the son of the sea was one day, he died silently and was buried. He may... will go to the grave to pay homage?

The stone monument friend asked: "Do you want a grave?"

"How is it possible, am I the kind of person?" Song Shudao, after he finished the worship, he stepped forward to the stone monument and reached for it.

"I used to use the 'identification secret law' once in the desert. I don't know how many injuries the body has suffered. So this time, be careful. If the cost of the appraisal is too high, it will stop immediately." Song Shuhang whispered.

After all, his body only has his head + shoulders, blood storage is insufficient, and the cost of identification is too great to spray his brain.

Be careful and be correct.

Under the control of Song Shuhang, the identification of secret surgery is activated. This time he stayed cautiously and strictly guarded the ‘cost security yellow line’.

Fortunately, the cost of identification is small.

The level of pain is about one ‘strong identification.’

This kind of pain is within the acceptable range for Song Shuhang. Now, he can fully support the side effects of the 'strong identification' and fight against people, and it will not affect the fighting state at all.

The identification message was also quickly passed to his mind.

[The tombstone of the unnamed, the name of the master in the tombstone has no one to remember, was completely erased. The stone tablet was built by ‘white’, but it was empty in the grave. 】

[Open the grave, you can see an empty space. Lying in it, maybe you will have an unexpected harvest. 】

Song Shuhang: "..."

Even the identification secret law also wants to lie to me to lie in?

Innocent.

This is the tomb of the white predecessor.

I am Song Shuhang, the first holy hegemony of the millennium, do not want to die, and will not make such a thing as a grave!

The preciousness of life, I know better than anyone else.

Living... and happier than anyone else, this is my goal this month.

Saying, Song Shuhang’s body slowly sinks and falls into the sand.

He is now the body of the gods... through the wall, you can do anything. As long as there is no prohibition or defense left by the monk in this cemetery, he can sneak into it.

Just in case.

While sneaking in, his other hand is still firmly holding the stone monument - the stone monument is now in a state of spirituality, and he is a brother and a brother, and can also pass through the wall.

Stone monument + his combination, you can use the "Shen Bing Qi Jian" to use the heart of the red sword sword predecessors as coordinates.

When the situation is not right, they can directly go to the front of the Akasaka sword.

The process of sneaking is very smooth and there are no obstacles.

There is only one empty space in the tomb.

After thinking about it, Song Shuhang carefully dive into the shackles.

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The third, the monthly ticket... This time our goal is the master of the monthly ticket home - the grandfather of the monthly ticket! The current monthly ticket is ranked fourth, very close to the top three. I found that we have not been in the top three, although we have been in the top ten list for more than a year, but we have not been to the top three. This month, I want to go to the top three!

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