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“Yoshiko Yu is so lucky, she flew right in front of me.” Song Shuhang's ‘Phoenix Killer' thought so, suddenly saw Yoshiko Yu wrapped in swordlight, ‘Wow Wow Wow' screamed, flied back from front of him, then flew all the way back to the starting point.

Song Shuhang: “…”

Yoshiko Yu, what's the good luck? Or is it bad?

“Anyway, be careful. I have a three-second delay, so I must look far in the eye. If I find anything unexpected, I must go ahead... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ”

Song Shuhang is still thinking about discovering the distress ahead of time, giving instructions to the body three seconds in advance.

But all of a sudden, there was a trap in front of him.

What made him desperate was that the trap would still move, running back and forth on a range of racetracks. Running discretionary, left, right, up and down, unpredictable.

Don't say Song Shuhang has a three-second delay, even if there is no delay, he can't escape the trap.

The No. 44 armrest tractor was trapped irrevocably.

Subsequently, Song Shuhang felt his spiral rise.

The armrest tractor and his body were spinning wildly, spinning heavenly, especially hard.

“Next, are we flying back to the starting point?” Song Shuhang wept.

But... after the spiral rose to a certain height, Song Shuhang had no intention of sending it back to its starting point. Instead, he turned up even crazier, turning Song Shuhang dizzy.

I feel dizzy… I feel like throwing up.

It's a 'forced pause' trap, and once it hits it, it has to spin in the air for ten seconds.

Ten seconds. It's cruel for a rapidly changing field.

Pfft...

As soon as the running senior passed from Song Shuhang's side, Song Shuhang fell from the first position to the 47th position.

Among them, some seniors waved enthusiastically at Song Shuhang before flying over.

For example, a monkey-like samurai senpai: "Book sailing, go for it, you've become a scenery line on the field. ”

Go ahead, Senior Sanwang happily surpassed Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang sucked his nose... felt that the top 10 places in the 'Hand Tractor Competition' were waving at him. And 'Space January Brigade' is waving to him enthusiastically.

No, no, I don't want to swim in space for a month.

My poor summer vacation has been magnificent, what ‘Mysterious Island’, 'Sister Kill in Arms’, ‘Battle of the Cutting Sendai’, ‘Mister's Conspiracy’, ‘Armrest Tractor Competition', I have been very satisfied, over the next month, let me live in peace!

I want to go to the resort island to get some sun, drink a delicious drink and enjoy life on the beach!

I'm not going to the universe!

For a month, I'm not a senior in the group. I'm just a second-place monk. Eating and drinking can solve this problem. But how can Ra and Za break it?

It's said that in a gravity-free environment in the universe, if you pee, the liquid will be suspended. Maybe the liquid will make your face look good.

“Song Shuhang Xiaomai, come to our ‘Battle Buddhist Sect' as guests sometime.” At this time, the Cultivator Pope had long, flowing hair that passed from Song Shuhang's side.

The Cultivation Pope is also a senior who 'focuses on participation'. He is now at the critical time to impact ‘Six Pin Zhenjun’, so although he is interested in the ruins of the ‘last era' in the mouth of Senior Bai, he does not think he has time to go to that ruin to torment.

And... relics are not a one-time thing. I don't have a chance to go in this time, and I have a chance next time, but the gains may not compare to those of the first Daoists who came in.

While passing Song Shuhang, Fanghua's phone rang.

The Cultivator Pope opened his phone and looked at it, but it was' Su Shi A Qi '.

“Hey, Seven Doors?” The Cultivator King smiled and answered the phone. “Ah Qi Daoyou, what is it? Anyway, I'm in the 'handrail tractor contest', which is particularly interesting. It's your loss not to participate. ”

“I know.” Across the street, Su Shiqi spoke in a gloomy tone: “I was watching live. ”

“Ha ha ha ha, regret not coming to this competition?” The Pope of Creation asks: “Something's wrong with your condition? ”

“Something's wrong, I'm in a state of volcanic eruption.” Su Shi A Qi bit his teeth: “Just now, the three elders of Su Shi suddenly called and scolded me with a dog's blood. ”

“Why?” asked the Father of Culture.

“The three elders scolded me into shit, pretending to be a big horse monkey, and participating in the handrail tractor competition. And yelled at live cameras [I'm Tianhe Su Chi, my racing number is 38] and so on. It's a disgrace to our Tianhe Su family. All I want to know now is, who's that fucking monkey?” Su Shi Aqi is going crazy.

The king of creation smiled. “Ha ha, who else can you say? ”

“It's him, that bitch!” Su Shi Aqi bites his teeth.

“Ha-ha-ha.” The Pope laughed.

Su Shi Aqi's teeth were grinding and he hated: “Making Mido... help me teach Sanwa a lesson? ”

“No, I'm out of my family, with mercy.” The Patriarch of Cultivation - He admires the waves of the sword, especially when the other party is desperate to die, the Patriarch of Cultivation is always happy.

“Snowflake Clear Post!” Su Shi A Qi bites his teeth: “True, you can enjoy your copy for three months. ”

“The Reality of Snowflake? Why do you have Suzie? Do any of you Su family know how to appreciate calligraphy? Don't make a scene, just sell it to me.” The Buddha exclaimed - don't look at the Buddha's practice of ‘true Buddha', a barbaric, fiercely hegemonic martial arts. However, he is a famous calligrapher, and he is still a Huaxia Calligraphy Association bearer.

“Fuck off!" said Su Shi Aqi, hating. “I'll lend you up to five months to appreciate it and help me do the three waves hard. ”

“Deal!” The maker of the Pope happily promised to come down, the Mad Sword and the Three Waves should have died long ago. Let yourself send down the demons to destroy the demons, and let the heavens and the earth be purified!

“I watch it live, and if it's done nicely, I might lend you another month.” The voice of Su Shi A Qi is full of temptation.

“No problem, it's wrapped around the house.” The Pope patted his chest and assured him.

……

……

After finishing the phone call with Su Shi Aqi, Château Pope switched his phone and made another call.

Soon, the phone was turned on, and there was a laugh from the Mad Knife Triple Wave: "What's the matter with you calling me, Daoist? Whoa, whoa, whoa. You want me to give you a hand? ”

At this time, the Mad Knife Three-wave was at the forefront of the 'Armrest Tractor Competition', and he competed with Shinjun Dust, the Snow Wolf Caveman, the North River Scatter, and Shinjun Tuba for first place.

“Oh, actually, I just suddenly thought of an important piece of news that I wanted to tell Sanwando.” Make the pope laugh.

“Say something, there's a game.” Crazy Knife Triple Wave.

“Well, not long ago, Senior Skylark of the Queen Gate came to us to fight Buddhist Buddhists as guests. Then, when she talked to me, she suddenly mentioned Sanwanami. She said the death of Sanwanami was interesting. So next month, she walks past your cave and is ready to be a guest with you for a while.” The Cultivator Pope laughed: “Although the spills are family, ah, I still envy Sanwangdao. Senior Skylark is so beautiful, so beautiful, she is going to be a guest to you again, maybe it is not impossible for Sanwando friends and seniors to become a couple. ”

The sword swept three waves, and the whole person trembled.

At this moment, one of the three waves suddenly recalled that many years ago, he had been tormented by a ‘great predecessor’ as bright as a bright moon in the night sky for a year and four months.

That's right, the beautiful senior, called the 'Xuan Gate Skylark', whose realm is the peak of seven pints of spiritual esteem, is only a line away from the ‘Xuan Saint’ realm, which is so sacred in front of eight people. This is a true senior figure, and the other senior 'seven venerables’ in the group were present at the same time.

“Don't... don't...” The three waves screamed.

Some poor Triple Wave, upset. This mess makes it impossible to concentrate on the game. He couldn't even control his head, and accidentally, the car leaned toward the No. 19 North River scatter tractor on the side.

“Sanwa, what are you doing?” The roar of the North River scattered.

Three waves of cars crashed into the North River's scattered force, and both cars swayed.

As soon as they swayed, they were surpassed by No. 4 Dust Makoto, No. 15 Snow Wolf Cave Master, and No. 56 Superior Makoto Makoto.

“Three waves, you die!” The North River scattered furiously, he slapped his hand on the tractor, and the next moment, four sharp bumps appeared on the four hubs of his tractor.

The drill bit is very popular with the seniors of the Jiuzhou No. 1 group.

The next moment, the North River Scatter took control of his tractor and hit it hard towards the Crazy Knife Triple Wave car 38.

"No, Old North River, listen to me, I didn't mean it! ”

“Explain uselessly. Eat my" winning angle "!” The North River was scattered with roar.

“No ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ~”

Boom...

Sharp collision angles hit the tractor of the Crazy Knife Triple Wave, and the ‘Defensive Shield' arranged by the drill bit and the Triple Wave rubbed wildly against each other and Mars went wild.

“Ha-ha-ha.” The Cultivator Pope stood up satisfied with his cell phone and manipulated his own hand tractor to rush forward.

It's time to take a fatal blow to Brother Sanlang!