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The rune emits gentle water-based powers, but Song Shuhang doesn't know the rune. He frowned in confusion and did not understand what this little turtle meant.

Is this the legendary apology of showing your tummy?

The little turtle hurriedly slipped his paws, and his demonic powers slightly prompted him. Subsequently, the symbol flowed and became visible only to Song Shuhang.

[Jingzhong Zhongguo]

Song Shuhang: “…”

Sure enough, grab it and cook the soup. He even has several ways of making turtle soup in his head.

But thinking of tortoise soup... somehow, he remembered what the group was talking about today about ‘bathing water at the price of heaven’. By that algorithm, isn't tortoise soup the bath water of a turtle? So he's been drinking chicken, turtle, duck, sea turtle, bath water for all kinds of animals?

What's wrong with soup and bath water?

Masaru Masaru's bath water is because Masaru Masaru escaped alive. If Zhenjun had been boiled to death in the soup, it would have been true 'dragon soup’ instead of dragon bath water.

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Although the tortoise could not see the words on its belly, it could see the discomfort in the face of Song Shuhang's drama.

Pit Tortoise, didn't Miss Jiao Jiao say that if she met Song Shuhang, lit up the symbol on her belly, and converted it into words, this Song Daoyou would understand that it was a friendly army?

Is it more intense to kill for Mao?

At this time, the words on the belly of the tortoise changed again.

Song Shuhang: “…”

She's not afraid of her own jokes. When she sees the word "loyal to the country", he chops off the little turtle first?

Later, the knife in his eyes scattered deliberately, and the fishes sent his subordinates close to Ko to see what he wanted to do. Song Shuhang could guess with his toes.

All you have to do is use various means to quietly let Gao enter the code word state.

So, unfortunately, Ko is not interested in writing a novel, and he prefers to write a novel.

At the same time, Book Sailing looked at a certain height in the dark.

I didn't notice it the other day, but now that he looked at it carefully, he noticed that Gao had a slight change of fine skin and flesh, and the whole person looked wonderful.

Although Gao has no reason to repair it, it is delicate by fish and moisturized with dan liquid and method. Gao has no problem with a disease free and long life of 100 years.

Little turtle saw Song Shuhang's killing intentions disperse before he darkened his breath.

At this time, it had Song Shuhang's voice in its mind: [How are the delicacies?

Little turtle selling adorable blinked at Song Shuhang... it will not ‘sound into secret’, and it is not good to talk, as soon as it opens, several of Song Shuhang's roommates have to be scared.

“Why are you staring at this stupid turtle?” Kocoum smiled: “Yo, this dumb turtle flipped again. ”

One of the things this dumb turtle loves to do is climb onto the wall of the fish tank, then lean back and flip. Some Gao reached out and grabbed it and put it in the right place.

“This turtle is adorable.” Song Shuhang laughed.

“Like it? I'll give it to you if I like.” Kocoum - he doesn't have much interest in pets or anything, and after the initial excitement, he doesn't have any interest in turtle farming.

As soon as the little turtle hears here, he's in a hurry.

It's a big mission with the delicate fish lady. It didn't take long to get close to Mr. Ko. If Song Daoyou takes him away, what about his mission?

“Forget it, I got bear kids there. This little tortoise was brought to me, and in a few days it might have been broken.” Song Shuhang laughed. At the same time, he took out a few small bags of Lingji Bi tea: “This was the last time my friend gave me tea. I received some more here. Do you want more? ”

“Do you have to, as usual, put only one or two tablets at a time?” Yang De asked that this spiritual vegetable tea was like a artifact to him, and with it, he wrote a program to double the effect.

“Yes, one or two tablets at a time, don't put more.” Song Shuhang said, "Lift up the fish tank:“ I'll get this little turtle some water. ”

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When exchanging water for Xiaowu, Song Shuhang asked softly: “Can you speak? ”

“Go back to Mr. Song, I will.” The little turtle replied softly.

“How's the fish?” Song Shuhang asked.

After the last goodbye, the fish petite went to the 'Dragon King's Palace' to refresh. They said there was not even a signal there and she was not seen in the group.

“Young lady is good, and she can sneak out to the Internet once in a while. So her only pleasure was to download the novel while she was sneaking it out on the Internet and take it back with her.” The little turtle echoed.

Song Shuhang: “…”

Sounds like the Dragon King's Palace is a tough place to go.

“Don't make too much fun of Gao, give him some rest time once in a while, the working family still has three or four days to rest a month.” Song Shuhang's final path.

“Turtle, do you think you can give Mr. Gogh a day off every Sunday?” Little Turtle Lane.

“Do it yourself.” Song Shuhang laughed.

Come on, Song Shuhang changed the tank water for the little turtle.

“Mr. Song... can you bring me some sea water next time? Freshwater I'm not used to. Actually, don't look at me like a turtle, but there's turtle blood in my bloodline.” Little Turtle Lane.

Song Shuhang: “…”

When Song Shuhang was about to take it out after changing the water for the turtle, the turtle remembered another thing.

“By the way, Mr. Song. I was told from the beginning by the young lady, and when I met you, I forwarded to you the inscription on my belly. Please reach out and press on my belly charm.” Little Turtle Lane.

So Song Shuhang turned it upside down and stuck his finger in his belly: “How? ”

“The little turtle has the secret of being a petite little sister, please wait. By the way, Mr. Song, please put your finger a little bit higher, the little turtle is a turtle.” Little turtle shyness.

Song Shuhang: “…”

He nevertheless moved his fingers slightly up.

The little turtle started the secret, and the inscription on his belly was as if he had survived, crawled up, along Song Shuhang's fingers, until he climbed to his wrist, and finally the culture was a beautiful mermaid pattern.

Well, the pattern's old eyes are familiar... it's a picture of her mother's delicate fish.

A delicate girl just likes to take pictures of her mother and spread them around, and she doesn't know how Zhenjun would feel if he knew about this?

And the pattern was branded on his wrist, and he had to find a way to cover it up. Otherwise, people think he's a pervert with a beautiful woman tattooed on his wrist.

“What's the use of this phrase?” Song Shuhang asked.

“Little turtles don't know.” The little turtle shook his head and said: “Anyway, the delicate lady of fish just asked me to pass it on to Mr. Song, nothing else said. ”

“I see. Thank you.” Song Shu Hangdao.

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This night, Song Shuhang dormitory four people talked to each other in the north and south for a long time. It was not until dawn time that they went to bed in two or three consecutive years.

This evening, in the face of Song Shuhang, the little turtle did not torment Gao any more.

Kocoum rarely slept well.

Tubo, too, didn't hear any more weird 'pap pap’ noises in the middle of the night.

Song Shuhang had another strange dream tonight.

After falling asleep, he suddenly found himself deep beneath the sea, beside a variety of swimming marine creatures.

[Did I dream about this real feeling again?] Song Shu Hangdao.

What dreams?] At this time, the delicate voice of the fish rang in his ear.

[Petite? Did you do it?] Song Shuhang immediately understood that it was probably the reason for the symbol he got from the little turtle in the morning, which made him dream about this image.

[Don't sound so bad, I saw something interesting that I wanted to share with you. By the way, you haven't answered me. What's a dream?] The delicate voice said again in Song Shuhang's ear. However, Song Shuhang did not see where the fish were delicate.

[That's kind of a special ability of mine, anyway, I can have some interesting dreams sometimes. My special flame knife was learned in my dreams.] Song Shu Hangdao.

[Can you learn martial arts in your dreams? What kind of psychotic abilities are you? Let's go!] Fish delicate spit trough.

Song Shuhang: “…”

[Forget it, what do you want me to see?] Song Shuhang asked curiously, shifting the subject with him.

[You should know that I'm studying at the Dragon King's Palace. I see interesting things here.] Fish are delicate. Hey, smile.

[Wait, isn't the Dragon King your sanctuary? Is it okay if you bring me in like this?] Song Shuhang asked.

He knows that no matter what kind of sect or sect, the forbidden land is strict. Even if the delicate fish is the daughter of Jung-jun, if she takes Song Shuhang as an outsider to spy on the secrets of the Sea Dragon King's Palace, the consequences will not be affordable for her and Song Shuhang.

[I'm not that stupid. I took you to the Dragon King's Palace to die. I'm just using a special spell to bring you into my memory. It's like showing you a video. Moreover, the secret part has long been blocked by the power of the 'Dragon King's Palace' contract. Nothing you can see is a secret.] The fish was delicate.

Song Shuhang was relieved when he heard about this place.

[Ready? Let's go.] Fish delicacies.

The next moment, Song Shuhang's consciousness was led by the delicate fish, and he went deep into the sea floor.

On the way, there should be a lot of iconic buildings or formations, but in Song Shuhang's eyes, these hit Masek. This is what fish delicately call the power of 'contract shielding'.

Mosaic is evil, and sometimes some pure images, with Mosaic, become evil.

Song Shuhang's vision is like this today.

He glanced and found all kinds of mosaics floating beneath the sea. It's square, it's circular, it's triangular, it's cylindrical, it's polygonal, it moves.

Soon, the fish delicately brought Song Shuhang to the door of a large hall.

“Look here, in the lower right corner of the tablet, you look at it and you find something interesting.” The fish grinned.

Song Shuhang stared at the position indicated by the delicate fish.

[Song Yi Da Dumb Died 10,000 Times] A string of words suddenly flashed in front of Song Shuhang's eyes.