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Because of the loss of memory, Song Shuhang has completely lost his mind, why is there such a strange... or a cruel throne.

The cruelty of this throne magic weapon is not against the enemy, but against oneself - I am particularly cruel to myself and describe this instrument.

Song Shuhang did not come and think more.

At the time of the crisis, he instinctively sacrificed this throne.

Intuition tells him... This throne instrument can come in handy. In the realm of comprehension, the longer the weird implements, the more often they are very interesting, or have special uses.

As long as this throne can help himself with a hole in his chest and a petite fairy who has lost his heart, he has nothing to hesitate!

In the face of the spurs of the throne, Song Shuhang did not hesitate.

Anyway... he has a treasure!

There are treasures, these bone spurs are not afraid.

After a while.

"嘶~嘶~" sat on the throne of this throne, constantly pumping air.

After a wave of intense pain, it is like a wave hitting.

The acidity is so cool that it can't be described to outsiders.

While enduring the pain, he held the petite fairy in his arms and observed her state.

The effect of this throne, the lever!

The petite fairy who had lost his heart and almost stunned, the state stabilized.

Song Shuhang himself is the same, the feeling of leaking the chest disappears, no longer cool.

The two sat on this horror throne and did not move.

"What kind of instrument is this throne?" At this moment, the white strip sister asked out.

"I don't know, I only know that it can come in handy. In fact, when I sat on this throne, my body's injury suddenly stopped." Song Shuhang said.

This throne has the effect of ‘destination’.

No matter how much injury, just sit on it and you will be able to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Me too." Su Shi Aliudao, although she is sitting on the tyrants, but the sling effect of the throne also acts on her...maybe she has a small footprint and sits with Ba Song Is it counted as 'one person'?

"The only problem is that I can't stand up now." Song Shuhang said. As long as you leave this cruel throne, the effect of your suffocation will be lost.

He is still fine, the hollow in his chest is recovering at a slow speed. This should be the self-healing effect of several kinds of hardening exercises that he comes with?

But the heart of the little fairy has no signs of recovery.

After the hollow of his chest grows, he can only leave the little fairy sitting alone on this throne.

"In short, let's leave this **** space first." Song Shudao.

As long as you can hold a breath, out of this space, and then find a way to cure the heart of the fairy.

Sister Bai Long replied: "If you want to leave, there may be a step."

It is vaguely remembered that after the eight-character Xuansheng robbery, there should be a very important link.

"There are still steps? Is it still not finished this day?" Song Shuhang frowned and thought about it... The white strip sister said so, he vaguely remembered, it seems that there are really follow-up steps.

It should be a very windy link.

"In my vague memory, the next step should be the harvest, not too dangerous." White Dragon's sister's small claws scratched his chin - as long as he did not die.

"When will the next link come?" Song Shuhang asked.

"Wait, don't worry." White Dragon sister replied.

Song Shuhang grinds his teeth: "I am not very anxious, it is a bit stinging."

Under this throne, he constantly gives him pain.

This is the price of ‘death’.

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The waiting time is long.

When playing games or entertainment, an hour is fleeting. But when I wait, it takes a minute to be as long as an hour.

Song Shuhang was sitting on the cruel and painful throne, suffering a wave of pain.

The guy who invented this throne is absolutely psychologically distorted!

Sitting on the throne, you will suffer all the time. Under the circumstances, there are several people who can withstand the pain of all the time!

Just thinking about it...

Song Shuhang suddenly found out that his body was adapting to this pain.

Accept pain and adapt to pain.

Then, ignore the pain!

[Although I knew from the beginning, my tolerance for pain is very strong. But is it too exaggerating to accept pain and adapt to pain? 】 Song Shuhang's heart, a kind of uneasy premonition.

What kind of person is he before the amnesia?

Why is there such a strong ability to adapt to pain?

This is no longer the ability of the ‘defensive MT’ type of monk to explain.

Even as time passed, Song Shuhang discovered something even more terrifying.

He... began to enjoy the pain.

The tingling sensation on the cruel throne gradually turned into a sensation of 'massage'.

His muscles began to release signals such as “sour, horse killing, and massage technology” to the brain.

The cruel throne seems to have become a massage chair.

[This is definitely not a normal ability! 】 Song Shuhang is a little panicked.

This ability is likely to make people misunderstand him.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to let the little fairy and the white strip scarf sister find that he is now ‘to enjoy the pain’.

Thinking of this, Song Shuhang whispered from time to time and issued a scream of ‘嘶～嘶~’.

Every time he took a breath of air and made a scream, the heart of the little fairy was also cold and cool.

The little fairy reached out and clung to the big hand of Song Shuhang.

"嘶~~" Song Shuhang took a cold breath at the right time.

Behind him, the vocabulary of the meritorious snake beauty is quietly updated.

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Then, I don't know how long it has passed.

Song Shuhang’s consciousness is a bit confused.

The massage chair is superb and superb.

Pressing it, you are sleepy.

After the ups and downs, he couldn't even play the sound of 嘶嘶~.

His head leaned back and leaned against the sharp black knife blades.

At this time, the effect of the quenching body came out.

Head iron.

The sharp black knife blade did not hurt Song Shuhang's scalp.

In this way, he entered a dreamland.

White Dragon Sister: "..."

You are ‘嘶~’!

You continue to ‘嘶~’!

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If you live a dream, if your dream is not a dream. What is life like? Dream like a dream.

Song Shuhang found himself in a huge whirlpool.

There is an upside down ladder in the whirlpool, as if it were a mirror world.

A familiar place.

After a little thought, he jumped into the whirlpool.

After entering the vortex, the overhanging ladder became a huge pyramid.

Song Shuhang went up along the long ladder.

A wooden door appeared in front of his eyes.

Very common wooden door, without any decoration, even without any runes or engravings.

Song Shuhang reached out and pushed the wooden door open.

"You are coming." Behind the door, there is a three-eyed boy who smiles and said: "I have been waiting for you to come again, come on, then enter the long-lost gambling show and gamble on everything!"

How to gamble?

Gambling is not a good thing.

"Excuse me, leave." Song Shuhang hugged his fist, turned and took a small wooden door.