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“Floating fairy, did you know that there was a hidden inheritance of the 33 beast gods of that time?” Song Shuhang asked directly.

This kind of thing doesn't have to be crooked.

He himself needs to ‘match the lifestyle' thing, and the Floating Fairy already knows it, so in the case of the Thirty-three Beast Divine, it's the best attitude to just point it out.

The pharmacist's building is surrounded by the formation of pharmacists and white dignitaries, which can prevent the outside world from spying on the inside of the house, and it is safer to communicate here.

“Animal gods and dark inheritance?” The Floating Fairy looked confused.

“Yes, when the animal ministry was destroyed in ancient heaven, it was left with two distinct and dark legacies. Thirty-three Beast Divinity is a bright inheritance, as well as a hidden inheritance. Floating Fairy, do you have a clue?” Song Shuhang asked.

The levitating fairy frowned and thought, and a moment later she shook her head: “I've never heard of anything inherited in the dark. But... perhaps because I was weak at the time, I couldn't understand the secrets of the Sect. When I get back this time, I'll go back to the relics of the 33rd Beast God to see if I can find a clue. If I can find a clue, I will definitely contact Senior Song at the first time. ”

Song Shuhang nodded: “Good luck to the fairies. Besides, this box of fairies is what your master left you with the bamboo tube. ”

Su Shi A XVI handed the box of fairies to Floating Fairy.

Floating fairies took a box of fairies, and when they looked at a set of fairies of different sizes in it, they cried once again into Yas, tears could not stop falling.

These different sizes of fairies were booked for her by his master according to different age groups. Perhaps when she booked the gift for her, her master had a hint of herself?

This time back to the relics of the Thirty-three Beast Sacred Sect, she went to a place to see, which was her master's private secret place, since the master had signs in his heart, he might be able to find some clues.

She has a heart knot, wants to cultivate and succeed, there is very little chance of avenging the Thirty-three Beast Divinity... she now places the hope of revenge on her disciple, as well as on Song's predecessor in front of her.

Song Shuhang and Su Shi A XVI gently withdrew from the room of the Floating Fairy, allowing her to cry in pain and relieve her heart.

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After the two arrived in the living room downstairs, Su Shi A XVI suddenly said: "Book Sailing, is it Mid-Autumn Festival today? ”

“Mmm.” Song Shuhang nodded.

“So today is the full moon night.” Sioux XVI: “Do you remember the Holy King of the Wintermelon? He said 'next full month's night' would come to the door. Maybe today. ”

Song Shuhang: “…”

“Hee-hee.” Su Shi AXVI said: "However, I personally feel that St. King Wintermelon has just been promoted to Xuansheng, and he certainly needs some time to consolidate the situation. It will take at least a year for the strong at the Xuan Holy level to stabilize and consolidate their boundaries. Therefore, the winter melon saint said 'next full moon night’ should be next full moon night. ”

“I hope so.” Song Shu Hangdao.

If it's next full moon night, he has a year left to find a strong fighter... cough, it's layout! How to deal with Wintermelon Saint King!

If it's today, my liver hurts.

“Right, sixteen. Are you free today?” Song Shuhang asked.

Su Shi A smiled slightly: “Want to take me shopping? ”

“Ha-ha-ha, shopping is not a hurry. I want to take Onion Girl to see where she grew up today at noon... my instincts tell me it's a good place.” Song Shu Channel.

Remembering the scene of dreaming at the time, Taoist mayor came to the mountain with a scallion, carefully selected before planting the scallion. And don't forget where she grew up.

Onion can be transformed into a human form in the realm of a little demon. Maybe it has something to do with that 'place of growth'.

[Bastard, even if it's a good place, it's mine. How can you please your woman with my things?] The sound of the spring onion rush into secrecy.

Song Shuhang: “…”

[I never thought I'd take your stuff. Me and Taoist Taoist Taoist are old. I would never take possession of what he left you. Don't worry about it.] Song Shuhang phonetic consolation.

[Did you have a good relationship with the man who planted me?] After a pause, the onion woman asked.

Song Shuhang: [I don't know, Taoist Taoist Daoist has a gift for me.

[I feel like we've had an affair. Why don't you let me go in front of the onions I planted at the head of Red Skylark Road?] Onion lady Happy Way.

Song Shuhang: [Huh.

At this time, Su Shi XVI thought about it and said, “Well, there's nothing important today, so let's go together. ”

“OK, if it's all right, let's pack up in the morning and go check it out.” Song Shu Hangdao, by the way, may be able to go home to see his parents at night, after all, Mid-Autumn Festival.

[Wait, my online shopping hasn't arrived.] Onion Girl Express.

Song Shuhang: “…”

What's wrong with those things?

Song Shuhang's phone rang while he was talking. He pulled out his phone and the next moment he instinctively wanted to throw it out.

Because he called, it was the 'Father of Culture’, this time not with a foreign number, but with his own number.

Why are you calling me again? It's not like the last time I sang it, so you want to sing it again? Or is there something new you can't wait to share with him?

Song Shuhang bit his teeth, kept his phone as far away from himself as possible, and kept the volume to a minimum.

“Sixteen, you seal your hearing and be safe.” Song Shu Hangdao.

Sioux XVI: “What? ”

“Senior Brother-in-law called.” Song Shu Hangdao.

Su Shi A16 immediately closed his hearing and stuffed his ear.

Song Shuhang cautiously opened the interview.

“Hey, Book Sailing Little Friend. Happy Mid-Autumn Festival. ”

“Thank you for making seniors.” Song Shuhang returned.

“Remember what I told you yesterday? I will have three disciples descending from the battle Buddhist sect. I have arrived in Gangnam today. I expect to arrive in more than half an hour. Wait for them today and give them a seal. Ha. By the way, are you still in Gangnam?” Create the Patriarchal Path.

“Coming this morning? Yes, I'm in the pharmacist's building now.” Song Shuhang returned.

“Yes, please book sailing buddy. I wrote a new song yesterday. Would you like to hear it?” Create the Patriarchal Path.

“Hello? Hello? What are you talking about, Pope? I can't hear you... Hey, hey ~ Shit, what's wrong with this new shitty phone? Bad signal, Pope. Can you hear me? I don't have a good signal. I'll talk to you later.” Song Shuhang spoke to himself and then turned off his phone calmly.

Far away from the exotic home of the Cultivator Pope: “…”

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At this time, near Jiangnan University City, the exit of the moving station 'Black Elephant Station’.

Three monks were extruded from the subway station.

The three monks, seemingly triplets, were equally tall and powerful, with a cross face. The muscles rise high and glow faintly.

At first glance, the fighter monk is a fighter monk.

Pedestrians around them see their shape and subconsciously stay away from them.

“Is this Gangnam University City? What a treasure land.” Muscle Monk One exclaimed.

“Which way are we going?” Muscle Monk 2 Road.

“Drip it.” Muscle Monk Road 3.

Muscle Monk # 1: “I don't have any money. ”

Muscle Monk # 2: “I didn't bring it either. ”

Go ahead, they both look at number three at the same time.

Muscle Monk # 3: “I beep, you two bitches, every time you play this trick, are you tired? ”

“'Cause I know that every time you go out, Brother Hongtong you bring money.” Muscle Monk Route 1.

“Since you will bring money, then Brother Hong and I, of course, will not bring money, it is very tired.” Muscle Monk 2 adds.

“Oh.” Brother Hongtong grinned. "Brother Hongfa, Brother Honghai, you two are too naive. Empiricism kills people, this time... I don't have any money. ”

“Me.” Brother Hongfa looked up at the sky.

“Day." Second Brother Honghai similarly looked up to the sky.

“So what happens this time?” Little brother Hongtong asked.

It's hard to walk around the world without money. Ancient man Makoto doesn't bully me.

“Call Senior Big Song and let him pick us up.” Brother Hongfa.

“Do you have a call from Senior Big Song?” Brother Honghai.

“Don't look at me, neither do I.” Hongtong's little brother shook his head: “However, I know the exact location of Senior Big Song's residence. Let's walk past it. ”

“That's it, walking is also a practice, let's run.” Brother Hongfan said.

Three flesh-faced monks began to run.

“Hello ~ ~ Hello, three Daoists.” At this point, a magnetic sound sounded in the ears of the muscle monks.

The three of them turned their heads and saw a beautiful man with long blonde hair waving at them.

This beautiful blonde is slim and slim, with long hair tied to a ponytail and a handsome face like a woman. From him, there was a hidden smell of authentic doormanship, and it felt like this guy's realm was not low.

“Hello, Daoist.” The three muscle monks looked serious and gave a gift to the blonde man.

[Three Daoists, I see you are strong and you have a metallic shine. Are you practicing defensive skills?] Blonde beauty male sounds into the secret passage.

Big Brother Hongfa made a point, it is not a secret, they have not reached the realm of returning to the real life, as long as they have the eyesight, you can see at a glance that they are Buddhist practitioners of the refinery.

[What a coincidence. In fact, I was also on the defensive path. Where are the three Taoists headed? If we're on our way, may we exchange defensive ideas?] The blonde man is happy.