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Chapter 1170: The Great Dead and the Dry Whale

[Hair... Why do you suddenly ask this question?] Bai Zheng echoed.

Song Shuhang received a reply, pinched his chin and thought: “Looks like Senior White is sensitive to the topic of ‘hair’, he didn't reply immediately... Luckily, I didn't ask whether Senior White's hair has grown to the waist according to the Oriental Snow Fairy's questioning method, otherwise he died. ”

While thinking about it, Song Shuhang used the 'dumping pot method' again. He replied: [A few fairies, such as Senior Lychee in the group, suddenly talked about the problem of hair quality and then talked about Senior White. Oriental Snow Fairy asked Baek where your hair had grown. That's it.]

[Oh, I hadn't noticed how long it had been... but during this ferry, the next few waves of robbery were too powerful, my hair was destroyed some, and it should still be this long on my back. Trim it and it'll be shorter.] The White Honored replied.

[Huh? Back only? That's gonna take a long time, isn't it?] Song Shuhang replied.

He wanted to write on a piece of paper for a long time, didn't he? ’Reply.

Fortunately, at a critical time, he withstood the urge and removed the keyword 'and waist’.

He had a hunch that if he wrote words like ‘and waist’ and waited for Senior White to come out, it would definitely be a stimulus beyond the limit.

For example, add complicated spell confinement to your body and throw it away from 10,000 meters of high school... or launch it from Earth to Mars...

WHITE: [So… I always feel like you have something to say.

[Nothing, Senior Bai, come on, we are waiting for you to show us the sacred + Xuansheng discourse.] Song Shuhang Fei quickly replied.

How can there be three waves at a critical time?

[Um, come out at the latest at night. I'll see you later.] Bai Zheng echoed.

Song Shuhang successfully avoided a death.

But I don't know why, he succeeded in avoiding a death… but his heart felt empty.

“Perhaps… I wrote on that piece of paper, 'It's gonna take a long time to stay and have long waist hair?’ Then it would be more interesting to reply to Senior White. Maybe even trigger some hidden plots, such as white seniors' long hair for whom? Or would something interesting happen to Senior White's long hair and back of his waist?” Song Shuhang spoke to himself.

At this moment, he finds himself in a bit of a fucking understanding of Senior Crazy Knife Three Waves.

Sometimes when people discover a wonderful ‘death' point, they can't help but want to try it… For example, when people see a small hole in the wall, they can't help but take a look at it, and even have the urge to stick their fingers in it, that's the truth.

And if the urge to die is forcibly tolerated, even though one death can be avoided, there will be some regret in the mind.

After all, if you don't die, you won't be able to get a series of hidden plots that have been led out after "die". Life, most likely forever, is at odds with these hidden plots and the loss of fun they contain.

If Senior Mitsunami was present, he would definitely write ‘Senior White, when will you have long hair and waist'?

With this in mind, Song Shuhang suddenly felt a bit silly - why don't I write back to Senior Bai now? He said it in his heart.

If there is really Sanlang disease in the world, Song Shuhang is undoubtedly seriously ill.

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“Master, what are you thinking?” Xiaocai the Freckle Demon asked, “I feel like you seem to be thinking something very dangerous. Your expression is very wrong, and you are hesitant, and you are as strong as death. ”

“Cough, it's not very dangerous. I was just thinking about something that could have interesting consequences if I did. Of course, I might have some bad luck myself.” Song Shuhang replied.

“So Master wants to sacrifice me to bring something interesting to everyone?” Little Cai blinked and asked.

Song Shuhang shook his head in a hurry: “How is that possible? I'm not that great. ”

So, Mitsunami seniors have been sacrificing me to bring joy to us as a way of dying?

Maybe Senior Mitsunami is really a great senior.

Song Shuhang was thankful that he didn't die because his left arm is still with the White Honor. If he really goes to die, the white dignitary does not do anything, just slightly unlock the defense of his left arm, then the hundreds of millions of cannons of heavenly robbery will let Song Shuhang personally experience what heavenly robbery is.

“Master, the method of formation has changed.” At this time, the freckle demon Xiaocai shouted.

Song Shuhang glanced at it and saw the light of Kung Fu in the sky. It shrunk sharply.

Soon, the brilliant light of merit narrowed to just the size of the 'Eat the melon saint' body. Below, the great array originally painted with the blood of the Eucalyptus saint whale, it all lost its glory. Originally bearing the ice layer of the array method, all melted.

The light of merit dissipated, finally revealing the 'Eat Melon Sage' in the package of light.

Eating like a melon saint at this time is heartbreaking to see.

If the melon holy monarch was a ‘fat whale’ before the ceremony, then the melon holy monarch is now a 'whale dry’.

His body became dry and his whole body seemed to be drained, like a dry corpse.

“Eat melon senpai... won't die?” Xiaocai swallowed his saliva and asked.

Senior melon eater looks terrible at this time.

Did the ceremony work? Or failed?

“The Great Emperor is still above and maintains the core of ritual formation. Moreover, the breath of life on Gourmet friends has not diminished in the slightest, but is still being enhanced. The ceremony should have been successful.” Song Shuhang returned.

In the whale dryness in front of you, there is a powerful breath of life, even more powerful than the fat whale state of the previous' melon eating sage '.

“Now, read the truths passed down to you by loneliness, obey your instincts, come out!” Sky, Northern Grand Emperor Road.

The Great Emperor's voice had just fallen, and there was a bright voice coming out of the dry flesh eating the Melon King.

That voice, reading the majestic truth, every word with great power.

After nearly ten true words, a crisp crackling sound appeared in the body of the Holy King of Melons.

The next moment, the whales split apart and a whole new figure stepped out of the dry whale trunk.

This figure is glassy, clear inside and out, and imperfect.

His head was covered with a luminous circle of meritorious meritorious halo. The light of meritorious meritorious merit contained the meaning of Buddhist mercy meritorious meritorious, but it was obvious that it was the Taoist cultivation method.

This is the new Monarch Eat Melon!

Eating the melon saint looks at his body with surprise - a whole new body, no longer a flesh and mortal, but composed of the power of merit and the magical energy of Xuanzheng, approaching the energy body.

But it's completely different from the pure energetic creatures of the Brotherhood, because he has all the properties of the flesh.

Menstrual veins, tips, natural dantian, sacral bones, what the flesh possesses, this nascent body is just as good.

Eating melon saint tried to reach around and carried out a spell documented in "The Double Full Law Godspeed of the World". A ray of sword blossomed between his fingers and fell on the sea.

Boom!

The sea surface was easily split apart and the sea water was turned upside down into a sea wall that could not be restored for a long time.

Powerful! Powerful without words!

Previously, when performing the spells on the "Dual All-Father Art of the World", it was limited by the flesh, and the power of one spell can only play 70%. And now, the Guan Saint King feels that he is carrying out the spells on "The Double All-Father Art of Mercy in the World," without limitation.

But more importantly... he felt like he was out of 'eight pints.' He finally touched the dream of the Nine Kings Realm.

Though it was just a sensation, as long as he practiced, breaking through to the Nine Pints Fairy was no longer a distant dream.

newborn, newborn in the true sense!

After the surprise, Eat Melon Saint turned around and worshipped the Northern Emperor in the sky.

The bounty of rebuilding and the bounty of ‘the way of the future' is too great. It's not even ‘sperm blood' that pays off.

“If the Great Emperor commands you later, eat the melon and go to the soup to make a fire!” Eat the melon saint and swear, he swears by his holy seal. On his day, if the Great of the North had a place to use him, even the Blade Mountain Fire, he would go to repay this great grace.

“It's kind of thoughtful of you not to let loneliness waste your time.” The Great Northern King laughed.

In the body of the dry, fat whale beneath, all the sperm blood has been extracted by the Emperor as one of his treasures.

“Now that your ceremony has been successful, this cruel body is useless.” Northern Grand Emperor Road.

Eat the melon saint and nod: “It's up to the emperor. ”

This cruel body, though it can be refined into a manipulator or something, is actually of little use to him. Let's just leave it all to the Emperor.

“Very well, then, in the sense of isolation. Book Sailing Little Friend, get ready for the big pot, it's landing this afternoon. Want to stay for dinner?” Great Northern Avenue.

Eat melon saint: “…”

Is this about inviting him to eat himself? How is he going to reply to the Emperor?

“Just kidding, you know, you certainly don't have the appetite to stay for dinner.” The Northern Great waved, and then he landed next to the whale dry.

The Great Emperor measures the size of an island whale.

The scales on it can create some defensive armor, and whale bones can also be used as refiners, but they are just some eight-piece items, some of which the Great Emperor can't see.

“Book Sailing, do you have defenses to refine? Scales and whale bones are good materials for the refiner.” The Emperor asked casually.

“Yes, I have a black iron armor, or a pharmacopoeia, which can be strengthened. And whale bones... yes, can you make a fence?” Song Shuhang's eyes suddenly lit up.

“Huh?” The Great Northern Emperor shook his face: “The fence? ”