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The boundaries where a punch can blow up the air must be a lot more powerful than the cruel island, right?

The Aboriginal people feel that when they cultivate the ‘air' and blow up the air, it's when they resist the brutal island owner and return to freedom!

Remembering the cruelty of the islanders, the Aboriginal people were tears in their eyes.

If you can't write well, you have to be slapped in the palm of your hand and hit red.

Wrong article, hungry sometimes don't feed for a day.

Sometimes too many misspellings are hung from the tree at the tribal exit. The whip snaps, and it hurts.

Worse still, after those new teachers taught, the indigenous people realized that the Chinese characters of the Three Letters previously taught by the brutal Islanders were wrong, all ghost characters!

incorrect

Aboriginal people are bitter, but they don't dare speak in front of the brutal island owners. If you say it, you may go hungry and get hungry.

But where there is oppression, there is resistance! So, they want to learn the Gods of the Worlds! They're going to be mighty, and then they're going to resist the island owner.

At that time, let the island owner learn their hieroglyphics on the island. If he can't learn, he won't eat. If he wrote it wrong, he will slap his hands. If his back is wrong, he will hang up and fight!

Thinking about this beautiful picture, they're all drooling.

As a result, this group of indigenous peoples worked harder to begin practicing the extinct Gong, The Age is Calling.

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High a certain corner of the mouth twitches.

He is certain that Mr. Joseph's 'mouth’ skill level is certainly not low. In the absence of any possession, so many indigenous people were ignored and studied with him in The Call of the Age.

If we put it in ancient times, he could properly open a sect with "The Summon of Times" and become a martial arts sect, right? New Era boxing pie? Summon the Fist Sect?

Well, anyway, Ko has no future whatsoever in feeling that these wildlings want to hang the wishes of the island's owner 'Black Windcoat Man'...

One day, Ko could have imagined that the indigenous people thought they were "God-featuring" and a bunch of people surrounded the men in black trench coats and began to do the image of "The Age in Summon".

That's a beautiful picture!

By then, the tree at the entrance of the tribe will be full of wildlings fruit and beaten hard, right?

[But what's the difference between a man living with a dream and a robot without a dream? So I will silently bless you.] Gao in a certain heart is hidden.

Then he quietly retreated from the woods, went back to his cottage and went back to sleep.

Song Shuhang eventually left Senior Bai's hand tractor and came to pick him up as Prince Phoenix.

I don't know what to do with these magically modified hand dragging opportunities. Will it be sealed until the next hand tractor competition?

You can't just leave it... because these modified hand tractors are, to a certain extent, powerful 'manipulators’.

Especially the drill bit tractor modified by the drunk Muslim seniors. Song Shuhang is absolutely sure to crush the brothers around the second pin.

The drill bit, if it's in the front, the Four Pints Brothers have to give half their lives!

Song Shuhang was led by Song Feng's spiritual power to enable him to tread water. Both were on their way to the ‘Caveman's Island’ of the Seven Living Buddha Master.

Walking, Song Shuhang thought of something.

“Senior Feng, there's just something I want to tell you.” Song Shuhang took out the silver glove and handed it to Prince Feng.

“What?” Killed Phoenix took the silver glove.

“Senior Tornado threw it at me, saying it was a gift for you?” Song Shuhang replied: "Besides, Senior Cyclone asked if you want to be his pet? ”

“Let him die 10,000 times!” Prince Phoenix roared.

“Well, don't worry, I've declined his request.” Song Shu Hangdao.

Prince Feng continued to growl: “Beat him, beep ~, love him! ”

“Ha ~" Song Shuhang smiled dry. The other party is a respected person, beating the respected person, too long life?

After laughing, Song Shuhang Channel: “Anyway, I gave you these silver gloves. ”

“You give me the cyclone!” Prince Feng decisively threw these silver gloves into Song Shuhang's hand.

“It would be better if you returned this kind of thing yourself.” Song Shuhang threw the silver gloves back... the sixth sense of the Brother told him that the cyclone revered was a super troublesome guy.

Silver gloves and such things, it is better to kill Phoenix himself.

“Don't throw it to me, you took it! Men should dare to take the gift and return it with tears!” The Phoenix dude threw back the silver gloves.

“But that was taken in your capacity as Senior Phoenix. Therefore, Senior Feng is still going.” Song Shuhang threw back the silver gloves.

“Damn, then don't take this gift for me.” Dude Phoenix threw silver gloves at me again.

“I already said no, but Senior Cyclone threw it over. So, I've done my best.” Song Shuhang throws silver gloves back again: “Also, Senior Feng, don't throw it over again! I'm not picking it up again. ”

Prince Xuan Feng pinched the silver gloves and threw them neither, nor threw them.

If the king saw this image, his eyes would be damp.

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After half silence.

“Well... well, I'll take these silver gloves.” Death to Prince Phoenix.

“That's right, it's just a silver glove. It's a big deal. Just leave it in the treasure trove.” Song Shu Hangdao.

“Huh.” Prince Feng nodded, and then suddenly he shouted: “By the way, Song Shuhang's little friend. Did Daoists say you've been helping with beans for some time now? ”

“Ah, yeah.” Song Shuhang nodded.

“Thank you, Book Sailing Little Friend.” Fengzi's eyes drooped slightly, exclaiming: “The bean guy is always very good at teasing people. ”

Dude Feng suddenly changed the painting style, making Song Shuhang feel inappropriate. He smiled and replied: “Senior Feng Feng's words are heavy. In fact, beans have helped me a lot. ”

“You don't have to say good things for that stupid dog. Anyway, Big Brother.” Prince Feng stepped over to Song Shuhang and grabbed his hand: “I have a little gift here... just think of it as a thank you gift for taking care of the beans these days. ”

Song Shuhang: “…”

Indeed, he has an extra silver glove in his palm.

All of a sudden, the painting is trying to find an excuse to shove these silver gloves in him!