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Chapter 472 Three Dreams (Lonely Child Alliance Leader Plus)
[This chapter is the starting point for twelve lonely child leaderships]
“You're a fool too, Stone. You never said that! If you talk like that again, you'll be tied up and beaten. It's painful. ”
The good indigenous face was embarrassed: "Huh? Haven't you ever said that? ”
“No, Son never said that!” Another indigenous shouted out loud.
The corner of Simaen's mouth twitched, and he no longer knew how to vent the dialogue between these indigenous people.
Is it true that I'm on an Aboriginal island? Not only do these indigenous people say things, but they also often say things like ‘get slapped in the palm of your hand, get hung up, hurt a lot'.
It always felt like I was in the wrong theater.
“Cough, hello. May I ask, what is this place?” Simajiang slowed down his speech and asked.
“This... I know!” That face and the kind indigenous smile: “According to the horrible man, this… is a small island called ‘Friendship'. ”
What the hell is' twin like '?!
Simajiang grabbed his head for half a day and suddenly his eyes lit up. Is it ‘Pacific’?
This is a small island in the Pacific Ocean?
No, I was in Huaxia before the accident. The ocean is 18,000 miles away. Why would I be on an island in the Pacific?
Is it true that months have passed since I was unconscious?
Simajiang's thoughts are long overdue.
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As Sima Jiang tried to gather more information from these ‘good talking' indigenous mouths, three shadows came here slowly from afar.
A long figure in a black trench coat that looks cool and handsome.
A figure with a casual ponytail, skin like jade, with a thick black frame of glasses on his face, even in the dark, his lenses still reflect the light known as‘ wisdom ’.
The last figure, a naked head, dressed in turquoise colour, not very clear from afar, looks like a young master?
As the three shadows approached this side, the group of indigenous people were apparently as frightened. They were neatly lined up in two rows, motionless.
The man in the black trench coat walked fastest and came to the indigenous side, coldly: “Son said: learn and learn...”
Several indigenous people hurriedly raised their heads and answered: "Learn from time to time, it doesn't matter! ”
The man in the black trench coat continued coldly: “Friends come from afar...”
“Aren't you happy to have friends from afar?” The indigenous peoples replied hastily.
But in the middle, an indigenous man still answered incorrectly: "There are friends who come from afar, without being rude! ”
The man in the black trench coat had a cold eye, and he picked out a coarse ruler from somewhere, picking on the wrong indigenous.
The indigenous man came in front of the man in the black trench coat with a bitter face and a frightened stretch of black hands.
‘Pfft!’ echoed and the ruler clapped ruthlessly in the palm of his hand.
“Ahhh" The indigenous painful cry out.
Even Sima River on the side, the body can't help but smoke and have a sense of empathy.
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At this point, the back two shadows are also slowly approaching.
Among them, the young master suddenly stared at Simaen as he approached him.
“Hi, Koe, how are you?” The young master spoke out.
The night was a little dark and Simajiang tried to open his eyes and look at the young master.
That young, facial, and kind look is familiar.
Wait, isn't this Song Shuhang from Jiangnan University?
Sima Jiang was surprised: "Book navigation classmate, what are you doing here? ”
“Haha, this is a friend of mine... sort of a place, I'm kind of here to be a guest.” Song Shuhang shrugged his shoulders and replied.
After coming out of the treasure trove of the Seven Life Fu Master, Song Shuhang followed the sensation with ‘Spiritual Ghost’ and locked its position - surprisingly, the Spiritual Ghost was very close to him, on this indigenous island.
Therefore, Song Shuhang came all the way, eventually to the vicinity of business vehicles and Sima River.
At this time, Song Shuhang can sense that his spirit ghost is in this car!
But he tried to summon the spiritual ghost back, but the spiritual ghost only conveyed the idea of ‘powerlessness’. Immediately followed by a frozen, shivering chill, transmitted through 'sensory sharing'.
The closer you get to this business car, the more chilly you get. Song Shuhang feels that his bone joints have the illusion of being frozen.
Helpless, he only temporarily disconnected the 'sensory sharing' with the spiritual ghost, retaining only the coordinate locking function.
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At this time, Sima Jiang looked at Song Shuhang, bald and stubborn, and asked, “Song Shuhang classmate, did you leave home? ”
I did ask that question!
Song Shuhang sighed in awe and tried to squeeze out a smile: “No, I never thought I'd leave home. I shaved a bald head because of a few accidents... and this is a gift from a good friend. It's all just a coincidence, believe it or not? ”
Sima Jiang Momo nodded, but if he believed Song Shuhang's words, nobody would know.
Song Shuhang sighed in the shadows again - waiting for him to turn around and find out what level he needed to learn about the spell that allowed his hair to grow again.
And Masaru Huangshan!
Shinjun has been away with the beans for so long, what is the unlock code for this' Jade '?
He can't take it off without unlocking the password!
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“That, Song Shuhang classmate. May I ask, is this the Pacific Ocean?” Simajiang asked.
Song Shuhang nodded with a smile.
Sima Jiang smiled... he really came to the Pacific. By the way, who left their balls in pain to transport themselves from the interior of Warsaw to the islands of the Pacific Ocean?
“Song Shuhang... can we leave this island?” Simajiang asked.
“Don't worry, Xiaojiang. We'll be back in a few days. You can come back with me to Huaxia.” Song Shuhang laughed.
After his words, Sima Jiangton felt comfortable, as long as he could return to Huaxia.
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Song Shuhang climbed onto the car along the 'ghost' sensation.
Two Chu disciples saluted to Song Shuhanghang: “Hello Senior Song. ”
This Mr. Song, although he looks young, is already a second-grade monk, so their senior name is correct.
“Hello.” Song Shuhang nodded with a smile and then glanced at the delivery box.
I can feel it... Ghost, it's in this box. This is a courier for Chu Family Ancestor ‘Chu Kang Bo’!
There is no sender's name on the courier, only the words' My friend Uncle Chu Kang opened '.
Song Shuhang tried to reach out to the delivery box, but when he just reached out, the ‘sensory sharing' between Ming and Ling Ghost had been broken, but there was still a chill coming.
The piercing chilliness made Song Shuhang probe into the delivery box with a slight breath of hand.
“This delivery is weird.” Song Shuhang smiled bitterly.
“It's a little weird.” Sima River nodded.
This courier deposited this courier with him a month ago with a generous advance deposit.
The sender and Simajiang agreed to have Simajiang send it out if he hadn't come in a month to cancel the delivery.
Therefore, after the expiration of a month, Simajiang alone transported this delivery to Chu family status.
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I don't know what spiritual ghosts are doing in there. Forced summonses don't come back, they just keep sending ‘chills’.
Fortunately, spiritual ghosts, though frozen Cesar trembled, did not convey a ‘dangerous’ message.
As long as there is no ‘danger’, Song Shuhang will not be able to dismantle the delivery of Chu's ancestors...
“Looks like we'll have to wait for the delivery to Chu's ancestors.” Song Shuhang said secretly in his heart.
He grinned, reaching out and patting the delivery box gently. Send an idea to the spiritual ghost - [summon me immediately if you feel in danger.
If the spiritual ghost is in real danger, he will only have to break this delivery first, save the spiritual ghost first. Then apologize to the Chu family.
After this reading was passed on to the spiritual ghost... all of a sudden, Song Shuhang felt a strong sense of stunning coming through.
Countless images, a sigh of breath poured into his mind.
There is a huge blood pool surrounded by pieces of puppet arms, legs. There is also a dry skin… these images belong to Mr. [Puppet].
There is another magical island, this time it is clearer, it is a huge city of sky, there is a huge eagle flying ~ there is also a huge lizard... there are countless palaces in the hidden room, and the figure of a nine-light girl, and it is a long haired nine-light girl... these images belong to [Mysterious Island]?
Finally, there is a huge piece of ice, and there seems to be a loud and anxious cry in the ice... What does this image belong to?
Wait, cold ice and chills, isn't that the message [Ghost] sends?
“My head is so up.” Song Shuhang rubbed his temple hard.
Strong sleepiness poured up, Song Shuhang felt his eyelids were heavy and could not open.
He turned around forcefully, turning towards Prince Feng and Lord Qisheng Fu: “Senior, is there a place to rest? ”
“What?” asked the Lord of Seven Lives.
“I suddenly feel a little... sleepy?” The voice had just fallen, and Song Shuhang's whole man fell down soft. He just lay in the seat of a business car.
Shortly afterwards, his even breathing sounded.
Sleeping?
What a great sleep speed, what a great sleep quality, it makes people with insomnia, people who can't sleep overnight.
”"... "
Master Qisheng Fu was worried about going forward and gave Song Shuhang a full body examination.
“I'm really asleep, just plain asleep. Scared me.” The Lord of the Seven Living Buddhists could not but laugh.
“Maybe it's because of me.” Song Shuhang's energy in second-pink cultivation has been controlling his body for a long time... that's why he caused the spiritual exhaustion of Shuhang's little friend.
“That's all. I'll arrange a place for him to rest.” The Lord of Seven Lives laughed.