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Song Shuhang kept smiling and pinched the French seal.

Around him, the Black Iron Armor automatically disintegrates, taking off limbs and opening the chest position.

Like all ‘robes', the Black Iron Armor also possesses a range of abilities to proactively adapt to the new body shape.

In general, normal robe sizes vary to accommodate the size of a three-year-old child and to the size of a four-metre tall heterogeneous practitioner. If this Fae practitioner is as big as a hill... then unfortunately most of the robes in circulation on the market cannot be expanded to that size and must be customized.

Whoa, whoa!

Black Iron Shen Jia loaded Song Shuhang into it and proactively adapted his body size. Daoists present saw an extra black iron statue in the center of the living room.

“Ha-ha-ha, Book Sailing, is that your confidence?” Prince Feng's tears are coming out when he smiles.

Su Shi A XVI: “The overall feeling is too monotonous. Senior North River, is your ‘Black Iron Armor' an unfinished product? I feel it would be handsome if I could add a few more finishes to this' Black Iron Armor '. ”

“It's not over yet, Senior Feng.” Song Shu Hangdao.

In the talking room, the knife in his body hurried.

Rin's knife flashed... Then the knife turned into a group, wrapped around Song Shuhang's head, chest, joint and other places in need of protection.

The next moment, a sophisticated set of iron armor appears outside the Black Iron Armor.

Black metal base with fine steel armor and the occasional flashing of knife armor.

“Huh?”

“Shh!”

“Interesting. ”

“Combine armor? ”

The Daoists of Jiuzhou No. 1 had their eyes lit up - mainly the bald 'Black Iron Armor’ outfit was too ugly. And now, with the knife armor, the Black Iron Armor comes in two or more grades.

Contrast to create aesthetics.

“Eh, the book sailing buddy's armor, with this black iron armor, some handsome.” Ancient Lake Guanzhenjundao.

“Thank you Senior Gu Hu Guan, but my armor is knife intent.” Song Shuhang warned.

“It's the same anyway, but I didn't expect the combination of ‘black iron armor' with ‘knife armor’ to produce an effect of 1 +1 greater than 2. Looks like this armor is definitely on your side with Book Sailing Little Friend.” The North River was scattered with laughter.

“What do you think, Senior Feng?” Song Shuhang wore ‘knife armor’ for a while and felt good, almost completely unaffected his movements.

“Fine, not so ugly at last.” Prince Feng's lazy voice: “However, I think it would be more interesting to have a single black iron armor. It's ugly and ugly. ”

Song Shuhang: “…”

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“It's almost time. Who else hasn't arrived?” Zhenjun Huangshan looked at the time.

“Only pharmacists and spiritual butterfly seniors left. The pharmacist may be late, he said he and Jiang Ziyan will come directly to us at 8 o'clock at the place where the Skyjack missile was studied. Sanwave and Spiritual Butterfly are together. We said we were almost there. Is it not here yet?” The North River is scattered.

Prince Feng: “I'm already in the group @ Spiritual Butterfly senior, but he hasn't replied. Wait, Yoshiko Yu replied. ”

[Daddy already owes me two number Yoshiko Yu]: “Nah, seniors, we're almost there. Coming down. Senior Song, have all your other seniors arrived? ”

Su Shi A XVI handed over her cell phone and gave it to Song Shuhang: “Yoshiko Yu is looking for you. ”

Therefore, Song Shuhang used Su's account number of AXVI: “@ Daddy already owes me Yoshiko Yu with two dojos. The other seniors are already here, just wait for you and Senior Spiritual Butterfly, and Senior Sanwa. ”

“Roger, Sister Sixteen.” Yoshiko Yu replied.

“In reply to me, I am Book Sailing.” Song Shuhang replied.

“Oh, oh, Roger, Senior Song.” Daddy already owes me two lanes, Yoshiko Yu. “By the way, Senior Song, can you help me take a picture of all the seniors with you? It's all the seniors who were supposed to come along, plus your photos. ”

Song Shuhang asked Su's account number: "What's the use? ”

Daddy already owes me two lane names Yoshiko Yu: “It is rare that so many seniors from the 'Jiuzhou Group 1' gathered today, so let's take a photo together. And then I had a couple of photos in my hand, and I sent them to a group of shared spaces to keep in mind. ”

“Makes sense.” Huangshan Zhenjundao.

It's free anyway.

Zhenjun Huangshan is from here: “The whole group gathered together and sat down and arranged their seats. Fairy Lychee, are you all right? ”

When it comes to photography technology, Jiuzhou No. 1 group of Lychee fairy technology is the best.

“Be right out.” Fairy Lychee replied, listening to her voice, as if her mouth was full of food?

About thirty seconds later.

Fairy Lychee, Oriental Six Fairies, Sparrow Monster Xiaocai, poetry, the female version of Shinjun Bai, a face full of wine and food, came out of the restaurant.

Was Song Shu's dinner delicious? Even Lychee Fairy and Oriental Six Fairy are attracted? Shirakawa Shinjun hid in the restaurant from the beginning to the end. He didn't come out to see the guests until now?

Several Daoists were confused.

“How do we do that?” Fairy Lychee asked.

“Let's put it in order, female nuns in the front row, male nuns standing back.” Seven Patriarchs.

So, the Daoists of Jiuzhou No. 1 ordered them in order.

Song Shuhang was supposed to stand in the upper left corner and go with Senior North River. But then, Su Shi AXVI smiled and waved at him.

Song Shuhang's position was then switched behind Su Shi A XVI - the center of the whole picture.

“Ready? I'll shoot when I'm ready.” Fairy Lychee said, she used her power to flexibly control the phone, skillfully adjusting to the best position.

Click, triple shot.

Fairy Lychee recalled her cell phone and opened the screen and looked at it: "Nice shot... but is Hokkaido so tall? Why are you half a head taller than Shinjun? ”

“Because he floated, at the moment when the photo was to be taken, Hokkaido used a treadmill to lift himself up.” Falling Dust Zhenjundao.

“Ha-ha-ha.” It's not embarrassing when the North River Scatter is torn down: “It's just a little trick to take pictures. ”

Zhenjun Huangshan, who had been watching, suddenly reached out and touched his chest - good grip.

The North River scattered just like a wave.

“I passed the photo to Yoko Yu.” Fairy Lychee said, scratch the screen and send the photo to Yoshiko Yu.

Then, just over a dozen seconds later, the cell phones of the group members uploaded a system prompt.

[Daddy already owes me two dojos Yoko Yu] Send a text message in the group sharing.

Title: It is now the night after Senior Song proposed the date to everyone, and now he and the daters are getting together.

Attached is a screenshot of the 'Jiuzhou Group I' chat record.

Song Yi: How's it going, about a date?

To give birth to a male footed hegemony: Job!

Creating the Pope: Job!

Huang Shan is so tired that he wants to retire: about!

Fairy Lychee: About!

Daoists: about!

Three more group photos are attached.

In the photo, Song Shuhang's location is in the center of the crowd. In front of him are the queues of beautiful fairies with smiles on their seats.

On both sides and behind him are handsome maestro and housekeeper with different expressions and different styles.

Song Shuhang: “…”

Su Shi A XVI: “Pfft ~ ~"

Fairy Lychee: “...”

Oriental Six Fairies: “Haven't you ever taken a screenshot of this chat? ”

Huangshan Zhenjun sighed in a shadow: “No P, but Yoshiko Yu didn't take the full picture. ”

My heart is tired.

He recalled the way Yoshiko Yu had just joined the group. At that time, Yoshiko Yu was so pure and adorable. When he appeared in the group, he was also serious and his predecessors studied the "pharmacist" adapted Dan Fang. When you go out, you can't find a way, and you will adore to ask your friends for help in the group.

But when does Yoshiko Yu's painting become like this?

Isn't that why Spiritual Butterfly Lords went to Spiritual Butterfly Island to film?

But anyway, the weather in this group must be cured!

Huangshan Zhenjun waved: [System message hint: (* * * * * *) Daddy has already owed me two road names Yoshiko Yu, has been banned by the group leader Huangshan Zhenjun for three days.

Yoshiko Yu is locked up in a little black house.

Soon after, she rushed to go online with the account of her father Ling Butterfly honored: "@ HuangshanZhenjun, HuangshanSenior, the people and daughter have a grievance to sue! It wasn't me who just sent this message to the group, it was Senior Mitsunami! I was just sorting out my library of materials, they didn't come yet and I sent them to them, and then Senior Mitsunami suddenly reached out and poked them on my phone and sent them to the group! ”

Song Shuhang: “…”

“Is it still a pan of three waves?” The North River scattered his forehead.

“Even if it turns into a wave, he will still be unable to restrain himself when he encounters a chance to die.” Death to Prince Phoenix was emotional.

Huangshan Zhenjun's mouth twitched, his hands waved again: [System message suggests: (* * * * *) The four waves of the mad sword have been banned by the group leader Huangshan Zhenjun for three days.

Three days each. Fair enough!

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Soon, Yoshiko Yu, the Spiritual Butterfly Honor, and the Mad Knife Three Waves arrived.

Three-waves stared at his hands, he couldn't believe his name had changed to Four-waves, but he couldn't bear to die.

It's almost 8: 00.

Daoists from Jiuzhou No. 1 group, led by the demon monarch on the other bank, came to a giant laboratory near the Gangnam area.

“Shall we dismantle the Skyjack missile here?” Zhenjun Huangshan asked.

“Yes, we go underground, real laboratories underground. However, we need to strengthen our defenses before we study sky-high missiles.” The devil on the other side replied.

I'm looking forward to it. How powerful will the Heavenly Robbery missile explode?