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The next day, the sun rose.

Since Song Shuhang's room was facing east, the sun went through the window early in the morning and shone in his eyes. I wanted to sleep a little longer, but when the sun was shining, I woke up - I forgot to close the curtains yesterday when I slept.

When he woke up, Song Shuhang blocked the sun with his hands and muttered: “I'm tired. ”

By the way, what happened to that dream last night? Tortured him blindly, leaving him feeling exhausted.

By the way, where's Master Yas? Yesterday he called Yea Si several times in his dreams, hoping to use her power to wake himself from the nightmare, but Yea Si did not respond.

Song Shuhang was with him... Then he found Yas lying beside him sleeping sweetly.

There was a thick pile of books next to Yas, and she didn't know how long she slept.

Song Shuhang: “…”

Seems to have sensed Song Shuhang's action, Ye Sifan opened his eyes confused: “Oh, it's morning. Good morning, Book Sailing. ”

“Good morning.” Song Shuhang returned.

Knock, knock, knock, knock.

Then came the voice of the white man: "Book voyage, are you awake? ”

“Wake up and I'll open the door.” Song Shuhang replied.

“When you wake up, go to the second floor for breakfast. We'll wait for you on the second floor.” The White Honored.

“Okay, I'll be right there.” Song Shu Hangdao.

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Breakfast is vegetarian, vegetarian, and not at all gruesome - because it is prepared by Master Tong Xuan.

Master Tong Xuan is a high priest, and... he also works part-time as a fairy cook.

It's all vegetarian, but it tastes good.

At this point, the white man held a white bread and chewed it in his mouth, and then suddenly he asked, "Book sailing, how did you sleep yesterday? ”

Song Shuhang drank a sip of soy milk and thought about it: “It's okay. ”

“Well, that's good.” Honorable White Nod: “After breakfast, let's head to Cheng Lin's cave. Because we're not in a hurry, we don't have to rush. ”

Song Shuhang nodded: “Okay, there's still a little time before I start school. By the way, Senior White. When Cheng Lin's cave is over, can we go to the forbidden land? ”

The forbidden place that Book and Navigation said was the one that Governor Li Tianpu discovered. There may be a cure for Li Yin Bamboo Cold Disease.

Book Sailing has long wanted to go to this restricted area, the sooner Li Yinzhu's cold disease is treated, the better. But to go to the forbidden land with his strength is also to die. To go to the forbidden land, you must carry a white honor with you.

“No problem, I'll schedule a time then. It is also time to end the cause and effect with Taoist Lee.” Bai Zheng nodded - a few months ago, Li Tianpu sent his equipment a thousand miles long. The white man took his flying sword and bronze ring and tied it to him for a cause and effect.

At this time, the North River scattered: “Senior White, I have borrowed the private cruise ship of Qisheng Daoyou... But do we really have to go by boat this time? ”

Isn't it easier to fly directly by the sword?

“Is Hokkaido worried about speed? Don't worry, I've got a whole set of methods ready, and when we get on the cruise ship, we'll stick it on the cruise ship. In terms of speed, it is definitely not slower than the sword.” The White Honored pulled out a pile of A4 paper, Dao.

The North River was scattered and nodded: "So good. ”

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After breakfast, Bai Zhuang left with Song Shuhang, Beihe Xianren, Lychee Fairy, as well as Prince Phoenix Killing, the pharmacist and Jiang Ziyan.

On the way to the cruise ship, Song Shuhang has been hunting down the arrears, not picking.

Fairy Lychee was equally tired and did not seem to rest well.

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Upon arrival on a luxury cruise ship.

Song Shuhang, Fengzi and the North River scattered together, pasted the white seniors' form paper to various positions on the cruise ship.

Then, as the cruise ship sailed off the coast and out of sight, it activated countless arrays and rushed forward at terrible speeds.

Sea breeze formation, this is the scent of the sea ~

Song Shuhang leaned on the guardrail, constantly beating the arrears, tired face. The sea breeze made him want to sleep more.

“Book Sailing, are you tired?” The White Honored asked.

“Yesterday I had a strange dream, which exhausted me physically and mentally, I couldn't lift my mind, and I was constantly sleepy.” Song Shuhang sighed.

“Then go to sleep for a while. I'll wake you up after the ruins of Cheng Lin, the Evergreen. It's a little far enough for you to get some sleep.” The White Honored suggested.

Song Shuhang thought about it and nodded, just as there was a room for rest on a luxury cruise.

“Senior White, Senior North River, Senior Feng, I'll go back and rest first.” Song Shuhang was in arrears.

“Go on, go on, get some rest.” The White Honored.

At this time, Lychee Fairy also said: “In that case, I should also go back and rest. I don't know why I was so upset these days, I haven't had a good rest in a long time. ”

Fairy Lychee is Six Pinzhen monarch cultivation, even if the whole year does not rest, there is no discomfort. Recently, however, she has been disturbed, making her condition worse.

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Song Shuhang found a room to lie down.

[Strange, something doesn't seem right.] Song Shuhang mumbled.

Then Yas drilled out of his body and asked, "Did you have a nightmare yesterday? ”

“I should say, I had a very tiresome dream.” Song Shu Hangdao: “Yas, if I have nightmares again, remember to wake me up. ”

“No problem, wrapped it around me. I'll always be there for you.” Yas promised.

With her assurance, Song Shuhang went to sleep in peace.

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Song Shuhang soon fell asleep because he was really tired.

Then… he had another dream.

The sky is still blue, a sea of endless views. Then, like last night's dream, he was still flying with his sword.

This time, however, the Royal Family is not a Meteor Sword, but a Swordball.

“I'm in!” Song Book looked forward to a small sword pill stepped under his feet. This thing was only big nails, and he stepped on this thing and danced in the air.

- This isn't the right style!

Sword pills, of course, can also be used for sword flying.

Normally, however, when a monk flies with a sword pill, the sword pill stretches out to become a silk, and then attaches a layer of glow to the silk, so that the monk steps on the glow and flies in a dazzling fashion - to be honest, he steps on a light sword.

But this sword ball under Song Shuhang's foot did not extend as a sword light, just such a little bead fell at his feet.

He stepped on the sword pill on one foot and flew forward in a squeaky fashion.

Song Shuhang's phobia of heights was almost committed.

“Come on, at least give me the glow! Otherwise there is no foothold, my heart is frightened.” Song Shu Hangdao.

As soon as the voice went down, the sword pills at your feet changed.

However, instead of extending the sword pills to glow, they have become eleven swordpills, a total of twelve.

Finally, the left six swordballs and the right six swordballs steadily hold Song Shuhang in the void.

Song Shuhang's face was disgusting.

Looking far away, he stepped on six beads on his left foot, six beads on his right foot, and advanced fast in the air, the speed thief slipped away, acidic and unspeakable.

Song Shuhang understands one thing - these twelve swordballs are the lifeblood of the scattered people of the North River [Star River Twelve Swords]!

The Star River Twelve Swords were indeed handsome. At that time, the North River Scatter and the Bronze Gossip Fairy duel at the top of the Purple Ban, the twelve swords formed a sword formation, handsome.

However, the way the Star River Twelve Swords fly open is poisonous!

When your swordball sword flew, did it fly directly on the pill? Is this a royal sword flight or a royal pill flight?

Why don't you replace it with a knife?

Dragging a knife in your hand is better than stepping on a pill.

Then... Song Shuhang was unwilling and gave several orders to the sword pills under his feet, trying to turn them into flights without success.

However, except for the inability to turn into light, the ‘Miyamaru Flight’ function of Swordball is normal. Song Shuhang wants to fly, Swordball depends on him to fly.

Flying straight, diagonal, curved, no problem. Even if it flies backwards, the six or twelve swordballs will suck his feet tightly, letting him go backwards and at a fast pace.

Except the painting is a little twisted, everything else is great.

Fly, fly, Song Shuhang finally flew to a small island.

Yesterday's misty island.

After landing, the twelve swordballs were attached to the back of Song Shuhang - the furry sword will look handsome when attached to the back. But twelve pills attached to the back, what a painting.

The painting of this dream today is too distorted.

[And... there's definitely something wrong with this dream.] Song Shuhangming realized that it was no accident that he dreamed of such a plot twice in a row. Probably one of his predecessors did something to his dream.

The biggest suspect is Senior White… followed by the North River Scatter.

The figure of the spiritual butterfly honored appeared in front of him again just as he thought so.

“Good morning, Sailor.” The Spiritual Butterfly Venerable said calmly: “Please follow me. ”

“Wait, Senior Spirit Butterfly. I don't want to go with you today. I'm ready to hang out on the island alone.” Song Shuhang hastened.

Suspect number three -- the soul butterfly honorer in front of him.

The spiritual butterfly honorer smiled slightly: "No problem, you can wander around. ”

After speaking of the clan, the Spiritual Butterfly Venerable became a mist and disappeared. Song Shuhang's body was also wrapped in a mist. Isn't this the same story as yesterday?

Song Shuhang: “…”

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