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Chapter 311 Senior White Emoticons
Inside the bronze coffin, the bone paw ripped open the coffin along the gap, and the bronze coffin made a stinging sound.
Song Shuhang and the nine-light girl suddenly turned their heads and stared at the bronze coffin.
When he saw the bone paws exposed from the coffin, the book sailed out: "Scammers? ”
“I'm not afraid, I'm best at dealing with this stuff.” Nine lanterns. She's from Buddha Gate. She's good with scammers and stuff.
Speaking room...
Dang ~ Dang ~ Bronze ancient coffin opened for half, a white boned snake head revealed a small half face from it, red light flashed in the orbit, old scary.
The nine-light girl did not launch an attack. This is the graveyard set up by the seniors of Tianlei Pig, and the white dragon is buried.
The serpentine bones in this bronze coffin are certainly also useful. Nine lights will not attack each other as long as it does not initiate an attack.
The snake glanced at Song Shuhang and the nine lights, and his mouth was open and closed: “Hello, was someone calling me? ”
Song Shuhang: “??? ”
Nine lights: “Nobody called you. ”
This snake bone is still intelligent and can communicate!
“No, someone just called me.” The mouth of the snake skull moves up and down, while the lid of the bronze coffin opens slightly wider.
At this time, Song Shuhang and Nine Lights discovered that at the top of the head of the snake skull, there were two small pointed corners. It's not a snake's skull, it's a dragon's white bone.
“My name is Dragonbone, you two are friendly. By the way, didn't you just call me?” The dragon in the coffin opened the coffin in half and drilled out the bronze coffin in half.
It's an evil looking, but polite dragon bone.
Nine lights darkly wiped the sweat, and she seemed to mention the word 'dragonbone’ just now.
Next to her, Song Shuhang whispered in a voice that only nine lamps girl could hear: “Nine lamps girl, is this bone dragon a ghost or a dead spirit or something? ”
Before the nine lights answered, the bone dragon in front of him answered himself: "No, Michiyo. Even though there are zombies in the sky and the earth, I'm not that kind of thing. ”
Song Shuhang blinked, he pressed his voice very low, bone dragon can you hear this?
“Officially Introduce Yourself - The Puppet Dragon Spirit 'Dragonbone’ sends his regards to Taoist, I am classified in the Mantra category, and Zombies are two different varieties.” Bone Dragon Lehao pulled claws on Song Shuhang, even if he was mistaken for a zombie, he was not angry.
Song Shuhang: “…”
“Nine lamps for poor monks.” Nine-light girl clasped her hands and replied to ‘Dragonbone’.
“I'm Song Shuhang.” Song Shuhang hugged his fist and always felt all kinds of weird.
“Dear friends, how did the two friends get here? I haven't seen a guest in a long time.” The bones move up and down the mouth and seem to be laughing.
“Digged it, accidentally dug it here.” Nine-light girl replied.
The red flashes in the eyes of the dragon bone, and he laughs: "So that's it. Did you accidentally break in here? ”
After a pause, he laughed again: "Did the pig give you the pit? ”
Miss Nine Lights: “…"
Difficult to dismantle! I don't understand this logic. I'm just friends.
The dragonbone knocked its claws on the coffin of the bronze coffin and said, “What's the matter with you people looking for Tian Lei Pig? ”
Nine lights did not answer, took a step back and pushed Song Shuhang in front of him.
Song Shuhang coughed and held his fist: “We came here to ask Senior Tianlei Pig for a 'dragonbone vine’. It's just that Senior Tianlei Pork is getting ready for bed. If it's too noisy between us, he threw us here. ”
“Turns out it's a dragonbone vine. I have that thing on me.” Dragonbone hey hey smile: “Every time I wake up, I grow that thing on me, it's annoying. But when you pull it out of your bones, it's comfortable. It's like pulling a spike out of a piece of meat. ”
Song Shuhang said, his eyes suddenly lit up: “Dragonbone... Daoist, can you give me some dragonbone dead vine? ”
“No problem, and I can give you a lot... wait, let me count how many shares I have on me first.” The dragonbones silently retracted back into the bronze coffin.
Then came its voice from the bronze coffin: "One, two, three, four… ten… fifteen, sixteen. ”
After counting, the dragonbones drilled out half their heads: “This time there are sixteen 'dragonbone vines', I can give them all to you. But you have to do me a favor. ”
“Go ahead.” Song Shuhang's heart is excited.
“It's a simple thing. See that crystal coffin in the middle?” The dragonbone refers to the crystal coffin with the little white dragon.
Song Shuhang nodded silently.
“And then the groove on the side of the crystal coffin, you see? Please go over there and put a bowl of blood in that groove. Then, the sixteen ‘dragonbone vines' went back to Taoist.” The dragonbones laughed.
Song Shuhang wondered which groove to look at, and then his face grew white. The ‘bowl’ was definitely in the shape of a dragonbone. For Song Shuhang, that groove is a small basin. He'll die if he puts a bowl.
Song Shuhang swallowed his saliva and turned his head to ask: “Do you want to fill it up? ”
“No, no. Just put your ‘bowls’ in. That's enough for a lot of weight.” Dragonbone laughed.
Song Shuhang looked at the nine lights again, and he was worried that if he bled into the crystal coffin's groove, something terrible would come into play.
“Rest assured, there are Thunderpig seniors up there, there won't be any big problems. Should…” Nine lanes.
Song Shuhang nodded, came to the groove, stretched out his wrist, was about to take a hegemonic knife, like in the movie to make a huge cut on his wrist.
But when you really want to, you don't know where to cut it.
After all, he is inexperienced. In case of deep blood bleeding too much, he is prone to problems. It cut shallow and bled too little and didn't feel good.
“Miss Nine Lights, would you do me a favor and bleed me out?” Song Shuhang smiled dry.
“Okay!” Nine-light girl happily took Song Shu's crushing knife and slashed it on his wrist.
Either your hands are cut or you don't have heartache.
Blood flow is like a note... Song Shuhang watches the source of constant bleeding, heart pumping.
In the blink of an eye, there was a bowl of blood in the groove.
Then, the nine lights reached out to Song Shuhang's wrist and grabbed it gently, and his bleeding wrist stopped.
Once the blood has been poured into the groove, it flows along a groove pulse to the surroundings of the crystal coffin, wrapping the entire layer of the crystal coffin.
Next thing you know, the crystal coffin is about to change, right?
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The red light flashes continuously in the orbit of the dragon bone, seemingly looking forward to the next possible change.
However... after half the age, the crystal coffin has not changed a bit.
The dragonbone sighed silently.
Song Shuhang turned his head in confusion and asked: “Did it fail? ”
“No failure… just no success.” The dragon bones sighed.
“So, do you want me to bleed a little more?” Song Shuhang asked.
“No, thank you, Daoist.” The red flame calmed down in the eye of the dragon bone, then it pawed and grabbed 16 dragon bone dead vines and turned towards Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang took over this dragonbone dead vine.
The dragonbones are short, each with palm lengths and tiny hair.
But if you look closely, you can see this tiny, dead vine. Each one is like a raw dragon carved with horns, claws and even beauty.
“The deal is done, then I'll send two friends out of here. Though I'd love to keep you both down and chat with me for a while, there's a lot of dragon corpse breath in this tomb... I've been here a long time and it's harmful to both of you.” The sound of the dragonbones is soft.
The next moment, without waiting for Song Shuhang and Nine Lights to say anything more, his claws patted lightly, and their bodies flew away gently. A passage was opened above the sealed tomb room and the bodies of the two men drifted out along the passage.
When the two disappeared, the dragonbones sank again and sighed at the crystal coffin.
It's not ‘him’...
After sighing, the dragonbones burst out most of their trunks and photographed the bronze coffin next to them: “Dragon claws, wake up, shift change, next time it's your turn, I'm going to get some sleep. ”
“Well... let me sleep another hundred years.” There was a delicate voice in the bronze coffin on the side.
“Sleep with your sister. Get up. Hi!” The dragonbones slapped the bronze coffin vigorously and were deafening.
Old half, the bronze coffin next door slightly opened a gap, revealing a truncated claw tip.
The dragonbone nodded satisfactorily, retreating back into its own bronze coffin, locking the coffin firmly - and sleeping beautifully.
At this moment, Chu's surname is Xiuzhen's family.
Yoshiko Yu sits on the grass with her long legs slightly curled to reveal a perfectly seductive curvature and her crystalline toes flutter from time to time, very cute.
She has a laptop on her leg with lots of beautiful pictures on the computer screen.
There are white seniors with double ponytail editions, white seniors with single ponytail editions, white seniors with double ponytail editions, white seniors with bun heads, and white seniors with horn heads and braids on their heads, all kinds of hair styles.
Sooko Yu's little hand tapped quickly on the keyboard, picking out one photo after another, without the aesthetic decoration, just cutting the size of the picture.
“Alas, I wanted to pick a few to send to Senior Song. But every Senior White is so cute... sure enough, send it all to Senior Song!” Yoshiko Yu muttered.
Then she finished organizing all the white seniors' photos.
These include [white seniors smile], [white seniors look silly], [white seniors sell adorable expressions], [white seniors look delicate] … etc.
Finally, she made these expressions into a complete emoticon pack.
“I'm so smart.” Yoko Yu silently ordered a compliment for himself.
Then, she clicked on the chat tool, selected the 'Book Mountain Stress' account and sent an offline message called [Senior White Cute Emoticons]...