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Just like the last time, the white horse Junior Long Yuan saw Song Shuhang and cried out happily: “Xiaobai, Xiaobai, finally found you! ”

With the last experience, Song Shuhang pinched his fist and greeted him: “Yeah, yeah, it's been days! ”

Of course, his conversation did not elicit a reaction from the young man in green, unless the keyword ‘rest’ was said. Otherwise, the teenager in the green shirt will keep pressing the fixed script.

However, Song Shuhang was not prepared to say the word ’rest’ so early. He was also prepared to fight with this young man in green shirt to see if his martial arts had progressed recently.

Compared to the last time I went into the Real Illusion, I learned only the 'Fundamental Fist of Kong' myself. This time, Song Shuhang also mastered the "Gentleman's Mileage" body law and the "Immovable Kong Body" auxiliary quenching method. The Taoist side has mastered the 'palm thunder’. Although the realm has not improved much, the fighting power cannot be spoken of on the same day.

“White, where have you been? I thought you were going to get lost.” The teenager in green shirt came to Song Shuhang and smiled. The sun was bright. He acted like an NPC of the game, in a certain pattern, over and over again, without changing the lines.

“Needless to say, what is this refining!” Song Shuhang was very proud - but his men quietly drew a 'thunderbolt’ in the palm of his hand, a 'palm thunderbolt’ in the palm of his hand!

“White, can we practice?” The young man in green shirt did not throw a weapon at him, but put out a boxing frame.

Song Shuhang smiled: “Exactly what I want, look at my strength, basic boxing three! ”

Without waiting for the young man in the green shirt to punch, he had already made a strong first move. He stepped on the 'gentleman walks all the way’ method and raised his speed to the limit.

After approaching Junior Brother, the first hand was the basic boxing method three, fist like a storm to smash against the young man in green shirt.

This is a lesson he learned almost half an hour after his last abuse.

Green shirt teenagers are proficient in eighteen martial arts styles, the boxing technique is even more subtle, and there is also a 'lonely nine swords' kind of finger. Under that finger, Song Shuhang's full set of 'Vajra Basic Fist' was easily dismantled by the other party.

In such a case, there is only a "daunting, unbreakable" path with speed.

This time, Song Shuhang's realm has improved. The Ling Ghost plug plus the ‘gentleman walks a million miles’ method at the foot, the rain-spot-like fist is smashed faster, and the angle is more drilled!

“Hee-hee, White's good.” The teenager with the green shirt smiled.

Later, like the last time, the body of the young man in green shirt was like a mud puddle, easily hiding in Song Shuhang's stormy fists. His fist is fast, but he can't even touch his body!

After 70 punches in a row, Song Shuhang's punch was exhausted!

At this point, the young man in green suddenly pointed out: “Hip, white, take me! ”

This refers to Song Shuhang, still like the 'Unifox Nine Swords’, pointing directly to the breaking of his boxing methods. When his fists are weakened, old forces are exhausted and new forces are unborn, there is no stopping him!

Last time, it was like a finger of God's pen, ordering Song Shuhang Wangxian, wanting to die. All sore.

But this time, Song Shuhang was already ready... his palm thunder was already ready, waiting for this moment!

The teenager in green shirt pointed at Song Shuhang's shoulder.

Song Shuhang's shoulder was suddenly numb, such as electric shock. This time, however, there is the "Immovable Vajra Body" protective body, which he can afford.

At the same time, Song Shuhangkou drank lightly: “Palm Ray! ”

A thunderbolt erupted in his palm and turned into a thunderbolt. As Song Shuhang shook his shoulder, he swayed to the young man in green shirt.

The teenager in green shirt didn't seem to have thought Song Shuhang would use Taoism at all, but he didn't hide from the past for a while.

The palms thumped and smashed smoothly on the teenager.

The young man in the green shirt ate the palm of his hand.

The palm thunder is powerful enough to burst a football-sized hole on a solid rock. The young man in the green shirt has unknown strength. I don't know what will happen after eating this palm thunder?

Song Shuhang is not worried about whether the green shirt teenager will die... This is just the ‘illusory reality’ naturally caused by Bai Senior practicing. Even if the green shirt teenager is really hung up, a new ‘green shirt teenager' will show up later, don't be afraid!

‘Boom!’

The young man in green shirt was struck by lightning in the palm of his hand, his body flew out to one side, rolled a few laps in the desert, and there was a thunderbolt of electric arcing. His body was paralyzed by thunder and trembled on the ground.

“Ha-ha-ha! Don't be silly. I'll take care of Ray!” Song Shuhang laughed proudly - at last he was offended.

The last time he was abused in this desert by this young man, he didn't want it. This slap of palm thunder really made him frown and exhale, the thought was clear!

Song Shuhang laughed furiously, the young man in green shirt rolled twice on the ground, and then stood up.

He patted the blue shirt on his body and shouted at Song Shuhang: “Xiaobai, cheating, using Taoism! ”

Song Shuhang's eyes widened: “Wipe, a thunder in the palm of your hand didn't hurt you? ”

“You're welcome, too!” The young man in blue actually said a brand new line.

It seems that Song Shuhang's palm thunder triggered a new change in the plot, just as the word 'rest’ is the key word.

But this time the drama changes, it doesn't seem so good!

Song Shuhang secretly swallowed his saliva: “Don't worry, I think it would be better if we were polite? I feel a little tired. Shall we rest? ”

This time, however, the word 'rest’ did not trigger dramatic changes in the situation of young men in green shirts.

“Hee-hee, look at my way! Super Invincible, Divine Dragon Nine, Raging Thunderbolt * Fa!” The young man in the green shirt clasped his hands together and called out a long and long list of names in his mouth.

Bullshit?

Song Shuhang's mind just started this idea, suddenly heard the sound of thunder rolling in the sky, then... a rain of thunder fell on him.

Yes, thunderstorms!

Thunderbolts are as dense as rain spots, which is even scarier than when Suzi A16-do three pints later.

Song Shuhang's desperate despair toward the sky, this piece of lightning, he has no room to hide. His "Gentleman's Miles" approach broke out to the limit, perhaps instantly rushing out of the hundreds of meters. But that thunderstorm in the sky is 500 or 600 meters wide!

I seem to... accidentally die?

Song Shuhang wanted to cry without tears.

A moment later, Song Shuhang slaughtered a pig in the desert...

It hurts.

Song Shuhang felt that everyone was about to be burned by lightning... his consciousness began to blur.

Stop it! I'll die if the power goes down!

By the way... did I forget something?

When I saw this strange desert, the first reaction was the opportunity to ‘retaliate against the young man in the green shirt', and the whole crowd was excited. But it always felt like something had been forgotten.

By the way, Professor Lee!

Teacher Li is still asleep on the couch!

He wouldn't have met this young man in green, would he? Teacher Li is just an ordinary man, right?

Don't die, Miss Lee!

Subsequently, Song Shuhang's eyes were dark, and he was electrocuted...

Teacher Li, slowly opened her eyes.

“Hey, where are we?” He looked at the desert in doubt.

Desert!

What's going on? Why am I in the desert?

Let me remind you of a recent memory —— I seem to have promised to fly two rookies to heaven because I was in desperate need of money. And then this morning, after signing a contract with my colleagues, I waited at the academy for those two millionaires to learn to fly.

Afterwards, I met two millionaires. One is a handsome man and the other is a very friendly college student who laughs.

And then, I don't have any memories of myself... oh, I seem to remember some blurry Westerners' faces between insinuations, but I can't even remember what happened.

“What's going on, I'm in the desert. Are you dreaming?” Instructor Li rubbed his temple and then he reached into the sand and pulled it out.

The sand senses from the flush of the fingers into the mind, so real. Teacher Li pinched her own thigh again, it hurts! It's not a dream. I was really thrown in the desert.

Did an accident happen while flying with two cadets and the plane fell into the desert?

No, there is no desert near Gangnam!

“White, you're awake!” At this point, a crisp man's voice came along with Teacher Li.

Teacher Li turned her head and found a young man in a green shirt sitting not far from her, dressed in ancient clothes, surrounded by a white horse of solid colour!

What about the handsome teenager? Is this an old fashion film?

Besides, who's White calling me?

“White, where have you been? I thought you were going to get lost.” The young man with the blue shirt closed his eyes and smiled.

“Wait, kid, is White calling me?” Teacher Li pointed to herself and wondered, “Are you mistaken? ”

My name is Li Xihua, a young flight instructor, unmarried.

I am a very friendly person at aviation school, and everyone kindly calls me Li.

But something strange happened in the last few days —— after being mistaken for Anthony, I was mistaken for White again today. What the hell is White?

Hey, wait!

What the hell is Anthony?

On that day, Teacher Li discovered a terrible thing - something strange seemed to have been added to his mind. Or maybe he's missing a lot of memory?

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However, the young man in green shirt did not seem to have heard Teacher Li yell. He turned around and immediately took off a steel sword and threw it at Teacher Li!

“White, can we practice swords?” The young man in the green shirt said so, and removed another stainless steel sword from the horse!