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Song Shuhang slowly opened his eyes.

I really woke up this time because my head was cold and I felt dizzy and I was feeling sick.

Outside, the sun is empty, and it's already the beginning of a new day.

Today is Monday, please call him 'King Kong's Knife'...

“Yo, wake up.” A dark-haired sculptural pope sat beside Song Shuhang, smiling.

Song Shuhang rubbed his eyes: “Huh? Senpai? What are you doing here? ”

If it is the Seven Living Buddhists, the Phoenix Killer, or the White Honored, it is normal to be around him, but why is it the King of Creation who is responsible for his care?

“I don't know what to say.” The Pope is a little embarrassed: “When you're dreaming, I don't know why you keep calling my name, screaming over and over again. It's really embarrassing. Then, Qisheng Daoyou called me here. ”

His Majesty is particularly uncomfortable now. He and Song Shuhang have not formally contacted each other?

Huangshan Shinjun, or some other Michigan friend, can you explain the extent of his serial number to Shuhang Xiao? Why did you call his name over and over again when you were dreaming? It put a lot of pressure on him.

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What, you've been thinking about your father's name over and over again?

Shit!!

Must be because you want to grow your hair and then you want to make the Pope. But I didn't expect to speak in my dreams...

Song Shuhang, don't mention how embarrassing it is at this time.

“Cough, what, are you trying to find me, Book Sailing Kid? Is there something important?” The maker pope asked cautiously.

Song Shuhang took the opportunity to explain: “Hahaha, I do have something I want to ask Senior Cultivator for education! I had a nightmare just now, and the way to break it is exactly what I was going to ask for from my predecessors! ”

When the Pope heard about this place, he relieved himself with a dark breath: "Please speak, Book Sailing Little Friend. Oh, by the way, it's said that Book Sailing Kid took seven serial numbers? What was your name again today? ”

“Monday's serial number should be 'Vajra Gentleman's Knife'.” Song Shuhang laughed dry, then said: “Actually, I want to seek education from Senior Cultivator. What can I do to make my hair grow back in a short time, like Senior Cultivator! ”

The Pope of the Creation listened, and laughed.

“I thought it was a little magic trick.” Come on, he looked at Song Shuhang's naked head and felt a sense of acousticity in his heart - both men fighting to get rid of the bald head image!

“Senpai, is there a need for this spell? In my present situation, can I practice?” Song Shuhang asked.

If he was afraid that this‘ growing hair 'spell would require three, four or more grades to be used, he would have to stare and dry.

“Rest assured, your second-grade strength is enough to carry out this little spell.” Create the Patriarchal Path.

Song Shuhangton's eyes lit up: “Please also teach me this spell. ”

Then he remembered the habits of Jiuzhou No. 1, and said, "Also, is there anything you need? Or what can I trade for this spell? ”

Even if it's just a little spell, if it's not shared by the predecessors for everyone to use, then learning should proactively give something, even if it's just a spirit stone.

“It's just a little spell, at no cost to you.” The sculpture pope pinched his chin, but he thought about it and said: "But if you really feel comfortable, but... why don't you listen to me sing? I recently created a new song and haven't sung it to anyone else. Why don't you be my audience and give me a review? ”

“How dare you write original songs? Awesome! Please sing, I'm listening.” Song Shuhang praised.

When the Pope did not carry out the "Buddha of War", he was the kind of slutty, prodigal, handsome guy, very famous.

“Then I'll sing!” Yixi Meiyuma, the Cultivator, pinched his voice, tried the audition first: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa”

Looking at the way he auditioned, it was fantastic. At first glance, it was professional.

“Do you need an instrument dubbing? Senior?” asked Song Shuhang.

The Pope replied, "No, I'll sing you a song. ”

Then the Pope opened his mouth and started singing.

“Tinker Bell? ~ ~ La-la-la-la-la-la? ~ ~ Easy to dodge open guns? ~ ~ Difficult to prevent dark arrows? ~ ~ I'm standing on the wall? ~ ~ Look down below the city ~ ~ Ooh, ooh ~ ~"

Kneel!

The destructive power of that sound is utterly indescribable.

Even when the Pope opens his mouth, a wave of sound spreads like a 'nuclear bomb blast shock wave', causing all-out damage that ignores defenses and enemies.

Song Shuhang was the first to take the hit, and the whole person was fooled.

What's going on? What's wrong with my ear?

Song Shuhang felt as if he had been transformed into a helpless canoe, shaking in angry waves and storms, with the possibility of turning over at any time.

In the end, what happened?

Dead. Am I dying?

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At the same time, there were a lot of panic noises coming from outside. There are also many people falling, there are things falling over, all sorts of chaos.

“What's going on, who's singing? Who sent the sound wave? ”

“That song... yes, it is the 'Soul Song King' who made the Pope open his mouth! ”

“Ears, my ears ~"

“Is it the Pope? God... no, no, Mom, help me. ”

“Make Daoist, stop singing... it's one of us! ”

“Dead, dead, dying ~ ~ who will stop the Pope, stop him! ”

“My ears are getting pregnant, help me...”

“The regiment is gone. The regiment is going away. ”

“I choose dog belt, belt belt...”

“The Pope, stop singing. We're still good friends, Po ~ ~” (Spraying blood)

“Cease fire! Cease fire! Yes, yes... Friends ~ ~”

“Bad, my ears are about to get miscarried...”

“Spike your eardrums! Hurry up! ”

“Oriental fairy, dancing and a moment, eh... Oriental fairy, fairy what's wrong with you ~ Oriental fairy ~”

I don't know how long it's been, maybe a century.

Song Shuhang sat dormantly on the bed and looked demented.

Terrible sonic attack!

Note that this is not an adjective, but rather a horrible sonic spell like 'lion roar’ that accompanies the Pope when he opens his voice to sing.

Demonic Encephalopathy… Real Encephalopathy. Sound waves rush directly into the brain through the ears, stirring constantly in the mind, stirring people's brains upside down.

If ordinary people heard this horrible voice, they'd be fools, wouldn't they?

Even weaker monks get mad, don't they?

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Outside the house.

“Is it over? That horrible sound. Me, did you survive? ”

“Snow Wolf Taoist, what were you saying? I can only see your mouth moving, but I can't hear anything. ”

“Easy to dodge with open fire? ~ ~ Difficult to prevent dark arrows? ~ ~ There are only two lyrics in my mind that are echoing. It's horrible. When can I forget that sound? ”

“Don't sing, Gu Hu Guan Daoyou, don't sing out. Otherwise, I feel like I'm going to sing along. ”

“The house is about to be remodeled and completely destroyed. ”

“Don't say anything… Hokkaido, it's important that we're alive. ”

“Huh?” In a moaning predecessor, standing a tall girl with dark hair and long legs: “Am I the only one who feels that the song of the predecessor is quite nice? ”

Sooko Yu muttered.

In the room.

After a song, the Pope was in a good mood.

As an MT, you must possess a powerful mockery skill. Creating the Pope's singing skills is more powerful than any ridiculous skill. Sing if you don't like. Sing if you want.

After singing, the King in a state of joy began to teach Song Shuhang the little spell of 'hair growth'. Because he was in a great mood, he taught Song Shuhang how to do it step by step and with a handle.

Song Shuhang, like a wooden man, accepted the process of cultivating the Pope.

Hair augmentation is a great little spell and easy to learn.

The only inconvenience is that the length of hair that grows is not easy to control. It may only grow a little bit of hair at a time, but it may grow hair and waist long at a time.

But that's okay, the hair is longer and shorter, you can use the spell again. And if it's too long, cut it!

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Song Shuhang didn't even know how to learn this spell. He was like a robot. He remembered what the Pope taught him. The Pope of Creation guides him to do what he does.

Then, a ‘hair augmentation technique' was applied to his brain, and soon, one hair and shoulder length were triggered by 'hair augmentation technique'.

Black hair is healthy and shiny, shining like black pearls.

“Well, Song Shuhang's little friend. Oh no... King Kong Gentleman Daoist, I still have to go, just say goodbye, rest well. Also, today's Brothers' Trade Convention is about to begin. Don't miss out. Maybe you can get some good stuff.” The Cultivator King patted Song Shuhang's shoulder, haha smiled and left the scene... in a super happy mood.

“The Brothers' Trade Convention.” Song Shuhang mechanically said these words - it's finally about to start, this convention.

However, for Song Shuhang, a trade fair would be fine. The most important thing for him now is to prepare his luggage.

Next, a month-long space tour is waving to him.

What can I get you?

Eating and drinking has‘ valley dancing 'to solve, not the problem.

But La Hussar has to find a way to fix it. Otherwise, in space, you are likely to be pulled and blurred by yourself.

Anything else?