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“What happened?” The Lord of the Seven Living Buddhists wondered that he had traded in this treasure trove with many of his best friends. More than 20 Taoists have touched the bamboo shoots before and after, but no one has ever reacted like Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang touched his head and said: "This bamboo shoot turned into a big stick and hit me! ”

He now feels dizzy and stars flying in front of him.

”"... "

Lord of the Seven Lives: “…”

Looks like Bamboo Shoots and Song Shuhang are wrong? Bamboo shoots face to face, actually Yin Song Shuhang Xiao Friend.

Strange, though.

Ming Ming Song Shuhang Xiaofriendship is a good person, all the roads in the group have always rated Song Shuhang well. Why did Bamboo Shoots punch Song Shuhang Xiao Friend in the face?

Suddenly, the bamboo shoots shook up at a time when the Lord of the Seven Living Buddhists was confused.

Then an idea was passed on to the head of the Seven Living Buddhist Palace.

This is what Bamboo Shoots meant when he translated his thoughts: “Shh... I'm sorry, I was wrong. ”

“What?” Qisheng fu master stunned.

“That's what... Sorry, I just hit the wrong guy.” Bamboo shoots.

The corner of the main mouth of the Seven Living Buddhist Palace twitches.

Wrong person ~ ~

By the way, when did Bamboo Shoots become so human?

Throughout this time, the small bamboo shoots have been intermittent when communicating with him, as if their wisdom had just opened.

Even when he agreed with himself to find the owner for him, it took him a long time to communicate.

But in the conversation just now, Xiao Bamboo Shoots has been perfected... and it just said it was the wrong person? Love this little bamboo shoots used to know a lot of 'people'.

Sure enough, I picked up another troublesome thing back. Qisheng Fufu rubbed the temple.

“Seven Life Talisman, help me apologize to the Daoist ~” The sound of the bamboo shoots continues to come.

Lord Qisheng sighed heavily: "Well, Book Sailing Little Friend. The bamboo shoots said," Sorry, he just misidentified someone. "So, hit the wrong guy. ”

Song Shuhang stared at Senior Qisheng Dynasty: “...”

The master of the capital was watched by Book Sailing. Sorry, he turned his head and glanced at the little bamboo shoots.

Bamboo shoots are being watched by the head of the government again. Sorry.

A moment later, the small bamboo shoots shook their bodies and dropped a leaf of shoots. At the same time, an idea was conveyed to the head of the government.

Lord Qisheng Fu took over the shoots and passed them to Song Shuhang: “Cough, Shuhang Xiao Friend, as an apology, it gave you this shoots. Don't underestimate this shoots, it will save your life at a critical juncture! ”

Song Shuhang took the shoots and said: "Okay, I'll take his apology. ”

At this time, the box of bamboo shoots was covered with a "bang", which seemed very embarrassing.

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“Cough, cough.” Seven Living Talisman coughed twice, then pointed to the first two boxes, to the Song Shuhang channel: “So Song Shuhang Xiao, which of these two treasures do you prefer? Of course, if you don't like it, pick so many things in my treasure trove. I guarantee you the last thing you get is worth as much as the Blood Diamond! ”

Song Shuhang thought about it and pointed to the second box: “Just the puppet Silver Dragon. ”

Bundled Xianrong Duplicate, although it looks good, is not very useful for Song Shuhang at this stage.

With his current equipment, Fu Bao, Dan Yao, if he meets the enemy - the enemy he has fought does not need to tie the fairy rope at all.

And the enemies you can't fight, it's useless to tie them up with a fairy rope. For example, if the other party is Wu Ping Ling Wang, tie the fairy rope at most for a moment. Song Shuhang could not escape at this moment.

So, this puppet Silver Dragon.

The puppet is not an organism, so it can also be packed in a 'one inch shrink bag’. Take it out when you need it, it's just right for him.

And more importantly, Song Shuhang remembered in the melting hole that the ‘Puppet Black Dragon’ had some fighting power.

“Okay, deal's done!” The Master of the Seven Living Buddhists lifted the large box and handed it to Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang took out that small inch bag and loaded the large box with the puppet Silver Dragon.

Deal complete!

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At this time, Prince Feng Qi shouted: “Seven Life Talisman, are you tied to a fairy rope, trade? ”

“Want to kill Feng Daoyou?” The Lord of Seven Living Buddhists asks, "If Taoist wants, just deal with me with the equivalent. ”

“Ha ha, I have some good stuff here. See what you need, Taoist?” Prince Feng took out a small bag.

It should also look like an inch shrink bag.

Lord Qishengfu turned around and glanced in the bag, satisfied: “It's all good stuff, then give me five copies, the deal is done. ”

“It was a good deal and a pleasure working with you.” The Phoenix Killer took the five red clusters out of the bag and handed them to the Master of the Seven Living Buddhists, who then took over the rope.

Both of them showed satisfaction on their faces.

Though I know that the two predecessors traded bright and decent things.

But I don't know why, when the two seniors came together to trade together, Song Shuhang always reminded me of the trading scene of 'selling small yellow discs’, which is visual.

“Deal's done, let's go. There's going to be a" Brothers' Trade Convention "later, maybe we can get some good stuff.” Seven Life Fu Fu main road, then he seems to remember something, to Song Shu Hangdao: “Book Hang Xiao, you should stay close to Bai Senior. Senior White, if you feel something is good, you have to remember it. If you get a chance, sweep those things up and make sure they're good! ”

Song Shuhang laughed. There were only three spirit stones in his pocket. This was also the consolation prize given to him by the White Venerable after the Jiuzhou No. 1 group brushed blood demons.

Three Spirit Stones. What can you buy at the Brothers' Trade Convention?

Master Qisheng Fu and Prince Feng Feng's sword took off and left with Song Shuhang.

The three of them left the tortoise shell and flew to the ground.

On the way back, Song Shuhang suddenly felt cold...

“Again. ”

Is the Grinch still playing snowman with the penguins in Antarctica?

How cold ~ I play with mud in the northeast.

Boo!

As soon as we get out of here, we'll have to find the Grinch.

At this point, on the tip of the Aboriginal island.

A business car is being surrounded by several indigenous groups.

In the car, the two Chu disciples grinned and rubbed their temples. They were sent to the island by the white senior, a flying sword. They were then immediately surrounded by indigenous people in charge of 'watchdogs' on several islands.

With the strength of the two Chu disciples, it was also possible to deal with the indigenous people. But they know that these indigenous people are covered by a predecessor. It is not easy for them to get rough with these indigenous people.

Fortunately, indigenous peoples have no intention of using force either.

The Aboriginal people simply surrounded the group of cars, and then looked very interested, carefully reaching out and touching the cars, and then lowered their heads to grunt and interact.

The two Chu disciples laughed bitterly, and now they only have to sit and wait for Senior White, or the senior who is covering the island, to show up.

“Yay ~” At this point, a painful cry came from behind the business car.

Is that the tall man waking up?

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Simajiang rubbed his head, and between moments he remembered that his courier suddenly went out of control, and then he tipped over and passed out?

What's going on here?

Simajiang opened his eyes and found himself in a huge business car.

He immediately looked up to the side, and Sima River relieved herself. That huge delivery box is still there.

“Uncle, you're awake.” The female Chu disciple turned her head and her eyes moved, revealing a sweet smile.

Her smiling face belongs to the kind where people unconsciously dissolve hostility as soon as they see it.

“Ah, hello.” Simaen touched himself and had some raw pain in his head: “Did you save me? Where am I? ”

“We also want to know about this.” The Chu disciple shrugged her shoulders.

“?” Simajiang doubted, looking out the window.

Afterwards, he saw several blackened primitives stroking around the car.

“Fuck!” Sima Jiangxia called out.

Where did these primitives come from? There's absolutely no such thing as a human breed in China, is there?

Sima River's voice was not loud, but the indigenous ears outside were great and his voice was heard very quickly.

“This… sir… cursing people, is wrong!” One of the primitive men looked into Simaen's eyes through the window of the car, Dao.

Although the vomiting is a little unclear, there is no mistake, it is definitely Chinese.

Simajiang: "…”

Am I listening wrong? Or is it the language pronunciation of the wildlings, some of which are similar to Huaxia, and then become ‘empty ears' in their own ears?

At this time, another native coughed and waved at Simajiang and two Chu disciples in the car, greeting them: "Cough, son: some friends come from afar, not rude! ”

Simajiang: "…”

Shit, that's Chinese!

Besides, isn't it ‘pleasant' to have friends from afar? What kind of a ghost is that?

“Idiot, Daikon, you're carrying the wrong back. Keep your voice down, you're about to get slapped in the palm of your hand again.” There was an aboriginal screaming on the side.

The indigenous "Da Rong" quickly covered his mouth and did not dare speak.

Sima Jiang rubbed his temple, and these indigenous people actually spoke Chinese.

After thinking about it, he looked at the two Chu disciples: "Little brother, little girl, why don't we get out of the car? These people, they seem to communicate? ”

“Fine.” The disciple nodded.

They have no problem dealing with these indigenous peoples, although they are only a matter of strength, so they are not afraid of anything.

“Well, I'll go down first, you guys stay in the car and see what happens.” Simajiang said, then he opened the door and got off the car with vigilance.

At this time, there was another face and kinder indigenous step forward and made a ‘please’ posture: "Son: Friends, please go this way! ”