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“I hear there are a lot of snacks and foods in the city. Then go and finish your meal and go back to the Airborne Gate.” The clouds of fog are hidden in man's heart.

Sealed for 200 years, when he came out, he felt like this era was really enjoying itself!

There are internet, cinema, theatre, all kinds of novel ways to play. Even ancient emperors don't enjoy it at this time - provided, of course, you have enough money!

The only deficiency in the United States is the high level of environmental pollution caused by scientific and technological developments. But it doesn't matter, this harsh environment is nothing to the practitioner.

Cloud Mist Daoist is a strong man who has congealed Golden Dan. Even if the Earth's environment is a hundred times worse, it will not hurt him.

So whether it's roadside snacks, fries, or all kinds of junk foods, as long as they sell well and taste great, the clouds and fog people let their bellies go.

The virus or something... won't affect him.

For example, after eating fifty strands of roasted lamb skewers, the cloud mist felt a little uncomfortable, but his body reacted automatically and easily dissolved the toxins that invaded his body.

Speaking of which, if he eats his body now, his stomach feels a little uncomfortable. What the hell is that grilled lamb skewer?

But that smell, it's amazing, think about it with a sip. Try it again next time!

“Walk up and see what's good and fun in Wenzhou City!” Cloud Mist Daoist was very happy to set up the sword light, and flew to Wenzhou City for a moment.

……

……

Flying, the clouds scattered and suddenly frowned.

“Strange, how do I feel like I'm in a crisis again? And it's getting heavy.” The clouds whispered to themselves.

“Was it wrong to wake up this morning, or was it wrong to take a bath yesterday? ”

The crisis-sensing cloudsmith on this head is not unfamiliar. Since he came out of the 'Seal of the Five Fingers Mountain', he has a hidden feeling that there are signs of great ferocity on his head.

He thought it was some kind of trap or backhand left by Huang Shan Zhenjun. He thought of many ways to solve it, but it didn't succeed.

Yesterday, the omen suddenly disappeared.

But now, what's the big sign again?

“What the hell is that? Even death gives me pleasure.” The clouds of fog are hidden in people's hearts.

After a moment of silence, the cloudsmith bit his teeth.

Life safety is important, the plan to play in Wenzhou City is cancelled, passing directly through Wenzhou City and returning to the air piracy door.

When you return to the Sect, you will be guarded by the Sect. No matter what the evil signs, don't be afraid!

On a highway to Wenzhou City.

Bombing... synapses...

The tractor was still growling, Song Shuhang held the armrest with both hands, and the whole person vibrated as the tractor traveled. He... drives very well!

Actually, the hand tractor, if no one can see you, it drives unexpectedly.

The heavy head, the vibrating sensation when it starts, as the white man said before —— it feels great.

Especially when this handrail tractor can fly at 100 yards or even 150 yards, it doesn't feel great. It's addictive, I want to drive it!

“Aha, Senior White, we'll be in Smell State in about half an hour, and soon we'll be on White Whale Road, which is my home.” Song Shuhang said to Baijun.

He was afraid that Senior White would suddenly get bored and faint, so he often talked to the White Honor along the way.

But this time, we didn't wait for Senior White to respond.

Song Shuhang hurriedly turned his head and glanced. He found that Senior Bai was closing his eyes and the whole person shrunk into a group.

Sleeping?

Were you tired of using a lot of mental energy to heal yourself and Teacher Li this morning?

Or…

Song Shuhang slowly slowed down the tractor and parked it on the side of the road.

Then he reached out and shook his hand in front of Senior White.

The white man still has no reaction —— he breathes, um, he doesn't breathe. Because in the world of white seniors, you don't have to breathe anymore.

Song Shuhang thought about it and felt something out of his pocket. It was a little pussy, whose name was' Thousand Miles Pronunciation Pussy '. It was given to him by Huang Shan Zhenjun when he was first cleared by Bai Zheng.

With this, we can contact the white honored.

He tried to blow this' Thousand Miles Pronunciation Cock ’.

Soon, white seniors' soft voices came from their little pussies.

“Hello… ”

Song Shuhang looked at Bai Zhuang and saw that he was motionless and did not respond. The mind has guessed the possibility.

“Shizuku… Hello, this is the ‘White' closing area. There are 2 days and 3 hours and 2 minutes before the end of this closing, please be patient.” In a thousand miles of propaganda, the voice of the white honored continues to answer.

Yes, Senior White is closed.

Close the madman white honor, because sitting in the car feels like there's nothing to do. There's nothing to do, so close it. How long will it be? If you want to close it anyway, just close it for a few days.

Therefore, the White Venerable closed for more than two days.

……

……

Song Shuhang rubbed his forehead.

Senpai, you shut down less time!

You look like this, how can I put you home?

If Senior Bai has only been closed for half a day, Song Shuhang can also say: “My friend is tired from traveling, so go to sleep and let him rest. ”

But he's been locked up for more than two days. How does he explain it to Papa Song and Mama Song?

My best friend is born to sleep. It takes two days of sleep. Don't worry about it.

Don't worry, who could sleep two days at a time? Plant man?!

At that time, Daddy Song would have to worry about dying, and he would soon send Baizhun to the hospital.

“What do I do, why don't I find a hotel near my house and put Senior Bai in the hotel first?” Song Shuhang said secretly in his heart.

But the idea had just emerged, and he himself had denied it.

Are you kidding me? Put Senior White alone in a hotel?

Then, in case Senior White closes, the ‘real illusion' of the great desert unfolds, everyone in the hotel will be tortured by the young man in green shirt to death and live, it will be a human life!

Even if you don't drive the 'real illusion', based on the look and charm of Bai seniors, you may have just left Bai honorable people in the hotel, the next moment there will be a lot of millionaires driving and bringing strong men to take away Bai seniors.

That's a good idea. Because there's a precedent!

When the White Honored came out, the millionaires almost hit the dog's brain in order to grab the statue of the White Honored.

“Just take it back to your own home. Then we get the beans, the little monk back, and let the beans set a line in my room.” Song Shuhang rubbed his eyebrows.

As for how to explain it to Papa Song and Mama Song - take a look at it then. The boat will go straight to the end of the bridge!

If you can't, introduce the White Honored to the Plant Man.

Heavy sigh, Song Shuhang returned to the tractor driver's seat and prepared to start the tractor.

The noise of the tractor rang again, black smoke appeared...

As Song Shuhang prepared to start the tractor, there was a beautiful meteor paddling through the sky.

Even during the day, the meteor is still bright and bright.

“Meteor? ”

Song Shuhang closed his eyes, his hands closed 10, his mouth quickly closed: “I hope Su Shi A XVI's health, Hope that the memory problems of Senior North River, Senior Sanlang and Senior Ancient River View can also be solved! ”

Speaking of which, he quietly opened his eyes to the meteor. Meteors are still dangling in the sky, and they're old enough to make another wish.

“I hope this trip home with Senior White will go smoothly and not cause all kinds of chaos. I hope the beans and the little monk don't make any more toys. Be good! ”

Speaking of which, he quietly opened his eyes again, and the meteor was still flying, and the brighter it was.

“One last wish, I hope that my journey will be smoother, I hope that I will have good luck, oh yes! ”

Song Shuhang would never have done something stupid like wishing on a meteor - he didn't believe in it back then.

Even though he doesn't believe in it now!

But since he came into contact with the real world of the Brotherhood, he felt something like ‘luck’, which was really brilliant. 'Cause there's a lucky white senior around!

Wishing for a meteor is silly, but it's a relief.

Good mood, maybe luck will follow.

After making all the wishes, Song Shuhang opened his eyes again to look at the meteor.

Is it your illusion that this meteor is getting brighter and brighter and bigger?

Shit, this meteor is coming at me!

Song Shuhang felt that his bladder was hidden somewhat upward - he immediately returned to the scene in his mind, a scene that he almost forgot.

On that day, he was hunted by the rudder master of the 'Infinite Demon Sect', who carried out the 'Ten Thousand Miles of Flying Technique', spinning around to the White Venerable with the rear waist of the Cold Flaming Sword.

Later, he witnessed the Cloud Mist Daoist emerge from the 'Seal of the Five Fingers Mountain'.

At that time, Bai Zheng suddenly talked to Zhenjun Huangshan about an extraordinary stone, said to make it easier for a monk to stay on the side of the stone.

Finally, Senior White said casually: "If you can get such a strange stone from Book Sailing...”

At that time, Song Shuhang was scared.

He feared that one day a meteorite would suddenly fall from the sky and fall on him.

He remained vigilant for the next few days.

Fortunately, pretending that Senior White also said casually, that did not become the 'blessing of the white honored’. He lived in peace for a few days.

So, gradually, he didn't care about it.

Nevertheless, I didn't expect to come eventually.

The meteorite hit him.

Song Shuhang sighed and stared closely at the meteorite. He began to calculate where the meteorite might have fallen... Now that he had found the meteorite, he could avoid the past.

I can't. I can hide from Senior White. Even the white dignitaries in lockdown, with their instinctive protective spirit, can block this meteorite?