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“Song Shuhang's little friend in a drunken state is simply unbelievable.” Three waves of mad sword darkly wiped cold sweat, but Song Shuhang Xiaoyu was drunk, otherwise he could really be found by Song Shuhang Xiaoyu to ‘cremate’ a fire.

I tried to tease Song Xiaoyu. I almost caught fire.

In the middle of the reflection, Shinjun Dust came to the edge of the Mad Knife Three Waves and squatted down and lifted him up: “Are you all right, Mirando? ”

“Almost died.” Crazy knife three waves sighed.

“As long as I'm not dead, or I don't know who I'm giving this to.” Zhenjun Dust smiled and then gave a long bill to Crazy Knife Three Waves.

“What the hell is this?” Crazy Knife Triple Wave asked.

Zhenjun: “The cost of treatment offered by Brother Pharmacist is yours by Brother Sanlang. ”

Crazy Knife Triple Wave: "Huh?” Toss him a meal, give him medical bills. What's this idiot dreaming about? Believe it or not, he's crazy enough to give the pharmacist a taste of the knife?

Zhenjun: “Brother Sanlang, it would be better if you read the bill before talking. ”

The knife blinked suspiciously and he pulled the bill from the beginning to the end - only to see that the bill recorded many precious formulas of medicines, each flavor having the effect of changing bones.

In total, there are more than 200 flavoured medicines, each flavour is precious, and with a razor knife, you will have tremendous meat pain when you go out.

At the end of the bill, however, is written a payer, the Queen Door Skylark.

Seeing the name of the Queen's Door Skylark, the Mad Knife Three Waves is bad for everyone.

He remembers that many years ago, he was tormented by a ‘great predecessor’ as bright and beautiful 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.

During the hand-held tractor competition, the Pharaoh brought a message to the Mad Knife Three Waves, stating that the young lady was ready to call the Mad Knife Three Waves as a guest.

Crazy knife's legs were all soft.

Unexpectedly, Skylark Senior didn't show up yet and gave him a gift.

Zhenjun continued: “Senior Skylark said that your talent ‘madness’ can create hidden dangers for your body, so she commissioned a pharmacist to refine a taste of Dan medicine a long time ago. This flavoured medicine is an ancient formula and is extremely difficult to refine. The pharmacist has just finished it... Just take it and skin it more than one hundred and seventy times, it will give your body a rebirth, completely eliminate that hidden danger, and when you promote Six Pin Zhenjun, don't worry about that. ”

After the introduction, he sighed again: "I really envy you, Sanwang Daoyou, you can be seen by the ‘Xuan Gate Skylark' seniors. By the way, Senior Skylark said he'd come to see you in a few days. ”

Sanwave took a deep breath, and he looked to Song Shuhang Xiao Friend - or did he wake up Shuhang Xiao Friend and let him cremate himself?

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Song Shuhang, who was very drunk, soon fell back into his dream country.

Then he had another creepy weird dream.

In a dream, he appeared on the surface of a great lake.

Song Shuhang doubtfully rubbed his eyes, because of drunkenness, he reacted slowly.

At this point, a huge vortex suddenly appeared at the bottom of the lake.

Meanwhile, there was a strange laugh in Song Shuhang's ear.

The laughter seemed to be a collection of countless voices, including old people, children, men, women, and strange voices.

[Heh heh heh, you're mine, belong to me!

Your blood!

Your meat!

[Your bones!

Your hair!

Everything about you is mine!

The voice screamed, and the next moment, the vortex formed a ‘puppet hand’ and grabbed Song Shuhang.

In the distance, a vortex was formed in the lake surface, and each vortex had a water puppet drilled out, approaching Song Shuhang.

It's that curse nightmare on the Ancient Momen.

“Again?!” Song Shuhang bit his teeth and… he felt a bit of severe pain coming from his head, the pain of ‘little hammer smashing his head' caused by excessive mental strength.

Normally, this severe pain will force Song Shuhang to wake up from his dreams.

But in this strange dream, Song Shuhang couldn't wake up.

“Senior White!!” Song Shuhang tried to scream, and asked Bai Zheng to lend his hand again.

But this time, the White Venerable did not show up.

Song Shuhang rubbed his head to relieve his headache.

At the same time, his body jumped and applied the Skywalker method.

Skywalker, the gentleman is self-sufficient!

The body of Book Sailing erupted, and before the big hand at his feet was about to catch him, he stepped on the big hand of the water puppet and flew far away through the "Skywalker" method.

Unfortunately, he has not yet practiced his four qualities, otherwise he can fly with a sword or a knife to escape the capture of these puppet masters more easily.

At this time, the entire Great Lakes lake surface fluctuated, and countless water puppets big and small grabbed Song Shuhang. At a glance, the screen was full of water puppet hands, and the human scalp was numb.

How else can it be avoided?

If you can't fly because you have nowhere to fall, you will only be caught by these puppets' hands once you fall.

Song Shuhang consciously reached out and grabbed it in his arms, trying to pull out the knife and break it. But he didn't have an "inch shrink bag" on him in his dream.

Song Shuhang: “Ma, is this a war with the GM of the game? Scenarios and equipment are set by each other, how can you fight them? ”

During the reflection, Song Shuhang's body had fallen down.

Below, countless puppet hands cheered, thirsty reaching out to catch Song Shuhang falling down.

[Drop it, drop it!

[Join us and be one of us!

Everything about you is ours!

That weird collection of countless voices sounded again.

“Phew.” Song Shuhang adjusted his lower body angle and lifted his right hand slightly.

In his body, the innate liquid Qi of "Thirty-three Beasts Innate Qi Gong" runs at high speeds, a sound like a whale and a dragon bark, coming from his body.

Immediately thereafter, as his body was about to fall into the lake, he punched out.

Vajra Down Demon Fist - One, Vajra Coming!

Well, 'Kong Comes’ is Song Shuhang's own brainstorming name.

Fist out, the ‘light of merit' around the book sailing automatically cooperated with his fist, gathering a fiction of Vajra around him. The fiction of Vajra wrapped Song Shuhang's body group, and the light of merit was as bright as the little sun.

“Since it's a cursed nightmare, eat my punch!” Song Shuhang bit his teeth.

Fist down!

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More importantly, this punch has the effect of 'breaking evil, ambushing demons, breaking curses'.

It's perfect for this nightmare that's ‘curse-like'.

Vajra, made up of King Mang, waved his fists with Song Shuhang.

Boom ~ ~

Fist hasn't arrived yet, fist comes first. Whistling Dragon, Song Shuhang's ‘Puppet Hand’ is like a snowflake in a fierce sun, melting fast.

Not only the puppet arm under the book voyage, but the puppet arm across the lake, was affected by this punch.

"Nutrition ~"

All the puppets kept coming out of black smoke. Even the strange sound echoed in Song Shuhang's ear disappeared at the same time.

After two breaths, the lake returned to calm.

Song Shuhang's body landed on the lake, as if stepping on the ground, standing still.

“Is it over?” Song Shuhang's secret passage.

The puppet arm did not reappear, but the dream of the lake remained unbroken.

The last time the dream was broken, the 'White Honored One' took him out of the dream. This time, the White Lord didn't show up. How is he going to leave this dream?

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Upon reflection, the familiar pitch-black sword in the void broke the void again and landed in front of Song Shuhang.

Like the last time, the dark sword unleashes countless darknesses, and this pure darkness devours the entire dream.

The dream of the lake broke, Song Shuhang entered the pure black space again, only the pitch-black flying sword stood in front of him.

“Senior White!” Song Shuhang called out.

With his call, the dark sword changed for a while, turning into a white dignitary.

Song Shuhang is not sure if the ‘white honorable' is true or false - let's just say that he is the 'white honorable'.

“Why are you here again? How long has it been?” This noble white man frowned. This little Song friend is also a Brother of Three Pints. Is it normal for Brother Sanpin to sleep once every two or three days? Why isn't this little guy asleep again after a few hours?

This guy, how many times a day does he sleep like that?

“Ha-ha-ha.” Song Shuhang smiled dry: “I was drunk, drunk, confused and fell into that nightmare curse again. ”

In the middle of the conversation, his eyes were slightly dimmed - this‘ white man 'didn't even know he was drunk? In other words, this‘ white dignitary 'is likely to be fake.

Why don't you verify it? Try to see if he's really Senior White!

So Song Shuhang sat upright and looked seriously: "Senior Bai! ”

“What's the matter?” The ‘white dignitary' questioned.

Song Shuhang adjusted his posture and said softly: “Xiaobai... wait for your long hair and waist..."

But he hasn't finished his lines, and the white dignitary in front of him suddenly changed his face.

Immediately afterwards, Book Sailing felt like it was impossible to say a word, as if it had been 'forbidden'.

“Ha-ha-ha.” The ‘white dignitary' in front of him smiled ‘kindly’, and the breeze blew, and the long black hair of the dignitary floated with the wind.