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“Lady Onion, you've forgotten where your home is. It's normal not to remember that there is such a gateway. Don't worry, nobody will blame you.” Siroly consoled.

The onion lady burst into tears - she can't remember exactly where the house is, but she remembers the image of herself going down the mountain after she was shaped.

Unlike other monsters, she did not congeal the demon Dan, nor did she have any wind and cloud thunder. Just overnight, she wakes up and finds herself a green-haired girl, no longer an onion.

[Practice for a thousand years, let people wake up], many demon cultivation must be cultivated to cultivate the five great demons, have cried in the toilet.

She remembered very clearly that as she was shaped, she jumped from the top of the mountain to a nearby mountain forest and began her freshman life. From beginning to end, she never met such a 'gateway to boundaries'.

“You don't remember this gateway, it's normal.” Song Shuhang shouted: “This gateway to the junction is only for outsiders, not for those inside. You come out of there, it won't stop you. Now that you're going in from the outside, it starts naturally.” Song Shu Channel.

“Wait, so, as the owner of this place, should I be able to get in?” Lady Onion said, happily drilled out of Song Shuhang's 'one inch shrink bag' and leaped hard towards that junction door.

Song Shuhang didn't stop her.

Bang ~ ~

Onion hit the junction door and slipped down along the invisible junction.

“Pain, pain, pain.” The onion has tears in her eyes and screams with her head in her arms.

“Obviously you don't have permission to go in either. When you lived in the nearby woods for more than a decade, you didn't go back to the top of this mountain, obviously your subconscious understanding, why you can't come back yourself.” Song Shuhang faded away.

“Fuck you, you did read my memory, didn't you? Otherwise, how do you know I've lived in the woods next door for over a decade?” Lady Onion got angry, she jumped fiercely and kicked Song Shuhang's knee hard.

Boom!

Onion woman slipped along Song Shuhang's calf leg again, with two packets of tears in her eyes, squatting on the ground rubbing her feet: “Pain, pain, pain. ”

Song Shuhang has four taste boundaries. He is carrying several refining methods, and his body strength is even exaggerated. Onion women kick on their feet and feel more painful than kicking on superalloy steel plates.

“I didn't read your memory.” Song Shuhang faded away - he just dreamed of the life of a leek.

“I don't believe it. How do you know about me if you haven't read my memories?” The onion lady said.

Song Shuhang smiled: “Guess what? Anyway, I can swear I didn't read your memories. ”

The onion woman was confused and caught in contemplation: “... did I tell you my story in a dream? ”

On the other hand, Su Shi AXVI began to explore at the Gate of Junction.

Siroly asked curiously, "How big is the gateway? Can we go around? ”

“If it can be bypassed, then this gateway to boundaries will be meaningless.” Song Shuhang laughed.

“Then break it!” Xiaocai waved his wings.

“This is a juncture built by the elder monks, which we cannot break.” Song Shu Channel.

To his knowledge, the mayor of Akatsuko has succeeded in taking his own path. Even among the grown-ups, his strength is kind of higher. In the secret realm of the Winter Palace, the stone giant who was brought to the Nine Phantoms World by Song Shu Hang Pit, is the existence of the first-born level, but lost in the hands of Akatsuko Dao.

“Found a clue, here... there's text. It's an ancient text.” Su Shi 'a XVI made a sound. Her fingers have been searching the Gate of Junction, finding clues.

“What's the word?” The poem is curious.

“I don't know much about ancient texts… I'll first copy them.” Su Shi 'a's left hand continued to explore the Gate of Junction, and his right hand took out the paper and pen, transcribing the ancient text he had searched for.

After copying the ancient texts, A XVI took a photo with his cell phone and was about to send them to the 'Jiuzhou No. 1 group’ to see if any of his predecessors knew what those words meant.

But when she disconnected her phone, she realized that it had no signal.

“There's no other way. Let's go down the hill, go where the signal is, and decipher the meaning of these words.” Su Shi 'a XVI Dao.

Her interval had just fallen, and suddenly... Song Shuhang's waist was above, and the rib position had a bright pattern.

The light is reflected through Song Shuhang's T-shirt.

“Huh? Looks like a gourd shape. Calabash, I've seen it too.” Siroli said.

Xiaocai: “It's still 3D! ”

Song Shuhang: “…”

I miss shit!!!

This is the version of the "Super Buddhist System" given to him by the White King, who deliberately affixed it to his waist and covered it with clothes because he didn't want to be spotted with the Golden Gourd 3D tattoo. I didn't expect this stuff to come with light effects, and it would also be mapped through clothes. It's brutal.

“I didn't think you'd like this cute tattoo.” A XVI pinched his chin, a straight path.

“Don't get me wrong.” Song Shuhang waved: “This is the 'super hegemonic system' designed by Baizhun. Somehow, it started. I felt this tattoo was too embarrassing to stick it to my waist. I didn't expect this thing to have light effects. ”

At this time, in Song Shuhang's mind, the calm, emotionless sound of Bai Zunzi sounded: [Ancient era text not known to the host was detected, and the super learning system was activated. Learning success rewards the hegemonic points by 1 point.

Song Shuhang: “…”

“What is the SuperScholar System?” The poem asks curiously.

“An auxiliary system that enables people to become bullies.” Song Shuhang looked up to the sky: “Wait a minute, I'm going to go into Xuexia mode. ”

About three breaths after.

Song Shuhang's eyes returned bright: “No problem, I know what these ancient words mean. What this means is [Next, it's an interesting word game that opens the door to boundaries and is willing to participate.] If you choose yes, you can enter the text game phase. Want to join us? ”

“A word game, is it an ancient word game? My Ancient Era classes, which have always been bad, can be one or two sentences at most.” Su Shi A XVI shrugged her shoulders: “I prefer to spend my time practicing knife to those ancient tongue-in-cheek languages. ”

Siroly raised her hand: “I just learned the pronunciation of three ancient languages, and my tongue became numb and I felt so bad. And every time you learn an ancient language, it always feels the same. ”

“I haven't studied ancient languages, I'm just a wild little sparrow demon.” Cai lifted his wings.

Onion: “Don't look at me, I didn't learn it either. ”

Song Shuhang: “Wang Tian, I only learned a dozen sentences. And it's still a thousand words. How is that supposed to work? ”

Song Shuhang, who has studied more than a thousand words, built on ‘Ancient Age Language', is still the best level in the whole field.

In addition, he learned some ancient languages from the Confucian family. But he can write those texts, but he doesn't know how to read them.

“Try it first, I feel the master of the Gate of Junction has no malice. Even if the game fails, there will be no fear of life.” Su Shi 'a XVI Dao. Besides, she still has a card in her hand, which really doesn't work.

“Then choose yes.” Song Shu Hangdao.

This [is] a word he read in an ancient language.

× × × × × × × × × × × × × × × × × × × ×

Three people, one sparrow, feel the sky spinning.

The next moment, they find themselves in a vast desert.

In addition to three people and a sparrow and an onion, there are two more shadows around them.

Kung De Snake beauty seriously stood behind Song Shuhang. When all eyes looked at her, she suddenly twisted her head and turned away from everyone.

Besides that, there are puppets in evil masks. At this time, the original form of the puppet was severely damaged and now intact.

“This is not a reality, but a spiritual world?” Song Shuhang speculated.

But if it's the spiritual world, it's understandable that a puppet in a ghost mask appears, and she's the Lord. But Kung Fu Snake beauty is so lively, she is the light of Kung Fu.

But... whether you're a Kung Fu snake beauty or a puppet in a ghost mask, you're linked to ancient times.

They must have mastered Ancient Ancient Language, perhaps two great aids!

“You'll have ancient script, won't you?” Song Shuhang asked.

Kung De Snake Beauty turned back to Song Shuhang, her eyes turned, tears in the corner of her eyes added unusual charm to her.

After a moment, her lips slightly opened: “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

But Song Shuhang screamed.

Then, Kung Fu Snake Beauty slowly fell and died. Perhaps it was the spiritual world that caused her to die more realistically, with blood spilling from the corners of her mouth.

Song Shuhang: “…”

He's so stupid that he expects Kung Fu Snake Beauty!

After sighing, Song Shuhang looked at the puppet in the devil's mask. Kung Fu Snake beauty is unreliable, but the puppet in the devil's mask should be able to rely on it, right?

The puppet's eyes sparkled with orange yellow light, looking back at Song Shuhang.

“By the way, what are the rules of this text game?” Siroly asked curiously.

The rules of the game are simple, the warring generals will use standard ancient languages for dialogue and communication. Wrong speech or inaccurate pronunciation, take a round attack, run out of blood strips, game over.

A voice, echoing in void, explains the ‘word game' rule.

“Both sides? Who's the other side?” Song Shuhang was curious.

Also, does this text game have any special significance?

Song Shuhang felt that Taoist Daoist did not seem to be a person who could do meaningless things.

Whether it's a leek lady, Li Tianpu as an apprentice, or Song Shuhang's flame knife in his dreams, it seems to have his plans.

In that case, does this seemingly playful text game also have a special meaning?