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Senior Bai returned ten pieces of 'Mutant Road Robbery Black Gold’ to Song Shuhang, and instructed him not to put together ten pieces of Mutant Road Robbery Black Gold, which must be stored separately.

“Book Sailing, when do you start school?” The White Honored asked.

“Jiangnan University City generally starts school on the 6th, but on the first day of school, everyone goes to the press, meets, and then goes back to their families. The 7th and 8th are closed on the weekends, and the 9th is officially opened.” Song Shuhang replied.

“So these days are free time? Tomorrow morning, let's ask a few people to explore the Ruins of the Elderly. Fairy Lychee has signed up voluntarily. He also wants to go to the North River Scatter. He has just been promoted to Six Pin Zhenjun and wants to hear the story of the Elderly Life.” The White Honored.

Song Shuhang also wanted to go to the 'Ruins of the Evergreen'. He needed to see what the ‘Fairy Cheng Lin’ really looked like, so as to determine the relationship between Yas and the Evergreen Cheng Lin.

“Well, then we leave tomorrow.” Song Shuhang nodded.

“Well, let's go to the North River Scatter for a night's rest.” White honored man pinched his chin, suddenly it means a lot: “Sweet dreams, book sailing. ”

“Thank you.” Song Shuhang hasn't heard anything from Baijong.

Upon returning to the resting place arranged by the North River Scatter for all Daoyou, Bai Zheng and Song Shuhang's room were connected.

As the white man pushed in, he suddenly said: "Yes, I almost forgot, I have a gift for you. ”

“Give it to me?” Song Shuhang wondered why Senior Bai suddenly remembered to give him a gift.

White honored man holds up his sleeve and reveals a fine bracelet on his wrist. Senior Bai removed the bracelet and handed it to Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang took the bracelet in confusion and put it on.

When he put it on, he suddenly moved, “Space gear? ”

“Well, the Kun Dynasty - Zhuzhong Sun Moon - has a total of 100 cube-sized spaces inside.” White Venerable explains: “This magic instrument is a reward for your trip to the Yaoji Sky Realm. Just in time, your ten pieces of 'Mutant Path Robbery Black Gold' can be stored separately in an inch shrink bag and ‘Pearl Sun Moon’. ”

In order to refine this space apparatus, it took a few days for the White Honor to open the furnace and refine the treasure, and this is the apparatus. The main material is the modernized fragments of 'Golden Lotus Space' obtained from the Confucian Baiyun College.

“Huh? The reward of Yaoji Heavenly Realm, isn't it a debt repayment?” Song Shuhang was curious.

“That was me joking with you... Book Sailing, you really don't have humor cells.” Baizhun said: “Loans are loans, rewards are rewards, that's two things. ”

Song Shuhang: “…”

Does he really lack humor cells? Not only did the White Honourable describe him, but so did the White Seniors of the Nine Ghosts World, Two.

“So goodbye, sleep early, have a good dream.” The white man waved, and he pushed the door in.

As he pushed the door in, the white man suddenly fainted away - seemed to be thinking about something interesting, thinking about it, with a charming smile on the corner of his mouth.

As such, the white dignitary smiling at the corner of his mouth suddenly leaned and fell straight to the ground after pushing the door open.

Song Shuhang's eyes widened - no, it fell flat!

Bai Zheng's unique trick, which had not appeared for a long time, Song Shuhang almost forgot about it. I didn't expect the 'flat fall' to appear at this time.

Song Shuhang vigorously promoted the speed of his four grades, subconsciously trying to reach out to help the white honored. However, Bai Zhuang fell much faster than Song Shuhang Fa.

Song Shuhang can only watch Bai Zhuang slip from his hand...

Pills, the North River Scatter has arranged this place to end! Not only that, but all the ‘Nine Continents One' friends who are resting here tonight are finished.

Song Shuhang, who is in the center of the 'flat fall', is undoubtedly the most important person to be finished.

Just when Song Shuhang faced despair, from Senior Bai's waist, a row of branches spread out quickly, dangerously supporting the ground.

It is the branch of the willow demon dancing gently, drilled out at a critical time, supporting the body of the white honored fall.

The White Venerable is thus supported by rows of branches, hanging in mid-air at a 45-degree angle.

Song Shuhang was shocked by the cold sweat.

Fortunately, the willow demon danced lightly, otherwise all the seniors in the ‘Jiuzhou No. 1' group at the venue today will be taking their medication.

Half a mile later, the White Honored finally recovered from his deathbed.

“Why am I hanging here?” The white man asked, but when he asked the exit, he immediately reacted: “Oh, am I wrestling again? ”

“Yes, Senior White.” Song Shuhang wipes out the cold sweat in the forehead corner: “Also ask seniors to be safe when walking. ”

“Don't worry, I'll be safe even if I'm distracted.” The white honored haha laughed.

Song Shuhang: “…”

When I say safety, I mean the safety of the lives of our innocent passers-by.

“Okay, I get it. I'll be more careful next time.” The White Honored replied earnestly - the White Honored replied smoothly.

The white man rose up and the willow demon danced carefully and shrunk his branches back.

Then Bai Zhuang waved at Song Shu: “Goodbye and good night. ”

“Good night.” Song Shu Hangdao.

“Sweet dreams.” The White Honored added.

Song Shuhang nodded.

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Song Shuhang was lying in bed this night, but couldn't sleep on the other side. He's obviously exhausted today, but he just can't sleep.

“It always felt like something was going to happen.” Song Shuhang muttered.

“Don't be afraid, I'll guard you if anything happens, I can wake you up right away.” Yeth's voice came.

Song Shuhang nodded.

I don't know if Yas' comfort worked, Song Shuhang fell asleep soon.

After Song Shuhang fell asleep, Yas drilled out of Song Shuhang's body and sat cautiously beside Song Shuhang.

Then, she opened Song Shuhang's one inch shrink bag and took out many books from it. There are history books, science and technology books, nature, archaeology, mathematics, poetry books, whatever they are.

These are her trophies from shopping with Oriental Six Fairies. They are temporarily stored in Song Shuhang's 'one inch shrink bag'.

After Song Shuhang fell asleep, Yas strangled a spell and shot two bright golden lights out of her eyes, illuminating the book.

And then she beautifies the thick looking book -- this brilliant spell in her eyes, her own original spell. She used to hide in her duvet when she was in Bishui Pavilion.

Watching, all of a sudden... Yas also felt a bit of difficulty, so she fell asleep beside Song Shuhang with her book.

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Song Shuhang dreamed, and I wondered if it was because the white honored man wished him ‘a good dream tonight’ three times, so Song Shuhang dreamed of a beautiful picture.

First he looks out into the sea, then he steps on the 'Meteor Sword' and flies with the Royal Sword.

It's a thought, a dream at night.

In the morning, he was still expecting himself to be promoted to a four-pin innate kingdom and be able to fly with the sword - well, although he should be flying with the knife, he might even practise knife pulling. But that doesn't prevent him from fantasizing about his sword.

The sword flying itself is handsome, the sword flying in the sky, wind breaking waves on the unlimited sea surface, sometimes rushing into the clouds; sometimes landing on the sea surface, stepping on the sword surfing like a skateboard; sometimes flying at low altitude, rushing into the waves.

“Ha-ha-ha.” Song Shuhang laughed happily: “The Sovereign Sword listened to Autumn Rain... what was the second half of the sentence? ”

Forget it, forget it.

Anyway, the royal sword feels great flying.

Such a beautiful dream, I really don't want to wake up.

But then again, why is the flying sword on which you fly ‘Meteor Sword’? This is the natural flying sword of the white honored.

Well, by the way... this is a dream. Everything that happens in a dream is reasonable.

So Song Shuhang stepped on the 'Meteor Sword’, flying, flying, it was great. The Meteor Sword is whatever he wants. Up, down, around. Fly wherever you want. High if you want, low if you want.

Eventually, Song Shuhang's royal sword flew over a beautiful island.

It's an island more beautiful than the world's peaches, surrounded by mist.

Song Shuhang was curious, so his sword landed on the island.

When he landed on the island, he found the island to be dominant, with many ancient pavilions and many modern buildings.

After the Meteor Sword stopped, it snapped and drilled onto Song Shuhang's back.

“Hello, anybody?” Song Shuhang asked.

Just when Song Shuhang's voice fell, a light cigarette suddenly appeared not far from him.

Then, the figure of the spiritual butterfly honored appeared in front of Song Shuhang's eyes.

“Hello, Sailor.” The spiritual butterfly honored smiled.

“Hello, Senior Spirit Butterfly.” Song Shuhang replied: “Where am I? Spiritual Butterfly. Your island of Spiritual Butterfly? ”

Spiritual Butterfly shook his head and said: "This is a volcanic island, not my husband's island of Spiritual Butterfly. Book Sailing, this way, please. ”

So Song Shuhang followed the spiritual butterfly venerator so confused. By the way, where is the honorable taking him? Are you going to see Yoko Yu?

Speaking of which, Yoshiko Yu has been preparing for the ferry recently, don't you know that she has succeeded in the ferry?

As he walked, Song Shuhang suddenly felt lighter and his whole body was covered in light mist.

Then he felt himself rising like a cloud-driving fog, flying and flying.

I don't know how long it flew, but when the mist in front of him was dispersed, he was already in a dressing room.

The figure of the Spiritual Butterfly Venerable disappeared.

In front of him was another acquaintance, the great director, Mr. Jacob.

“Hello, Mr. Jacobs.” Song Shu Hangdao.

Jacob nodded slightly, and he clapped his hands. Several makeup artists flew over quickly, in seclusion, Song Shuhang saw many women's clothes in the hands of the makeup artist...