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The willow demon stretched out her branches, more clever than the hand of a human being, and quickly removed the fruit from the golden tree and handed it to her master.

She moves like a pipeline, fast. In a blink of an eye, the golden plum on the meritocracy tree has been halved. The fruit was loaded into a crate and passed to Senior White.

Being a qualified ‘Automatic Treasure Pickup’ demon pet, the light dance carries several quintessential bags with a variety of props. Bottles, boxes, cylinders, boxes, and more.

Pick up the baby, she's already a professional.

Senior White picked a plum from the crate, stuffed it in his mouth, and his eyes squeezed.

Tastes good.

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Jiuzhou No. 1 group

Song Shuhang: “I can actually eat this fruit! ”

“I'm afraid Senior White is also a mutant species, just like his book sailing buddy Kung Fu Snake Beauty.” The North River is scattered.

Fairy Lychee: “I suddenly think of Song Shuhang's ‘tongue blossoming lotus flower' alien energy, the energy lotus flower I can eat. Song Shuhang, you distorted Senior Bai. ”

Can you shake this pot on my head? Thousand Mile Pot?

Song Shuhang couldn't help but laugh. “Can't you blame me? Also... since this golden plum can really be eaten, practitioners from all over heaven may see an interesting picture. ”

Shirakawa Shinjun: “What image? ”

Song Shuhang: “Sudden sudden sudden sudden sudden sudden sudden image. ”

Shiraku Shinjun: “Speak human language, asshole. I think you're upset today. I'm jealous of the fire burning in the bear, you know? ”

Song Shuhang: “…, you'll see. ”

“I always thought you were showing off to me? Big Song, I'll see you tonight. I want you to taste the power of my white crane leg!” Shiraku Shinjun was furious.

“Huh? Isn't the last wave still the White Crane Claw? How did it become the White Crane Leg again?” The sword is curious.

“I'm a crane, a crane! It's a bird. My leg is a claw. You got a problem with that?” Shiraku Shinjun was angry.

Razorblade: “I'm sorry, I'm done. Actually, I was just wondering if the White Crane Claw and the White Crane Leg were the perfect set of tricks.” Three waves feel Shinjo Shinjo is always angry with him today? Did he offend Shiraku Shinjo today?

Song Shuhang: “Coming. ”

Shirakawa Shinjun: “What? ”

At this time, in the live video, Senior White put seven or eight plums in his mouth sometime. He was going too fast, and the audience didn't see him clearly.

I can only see the lens flashing, the two mumps drumming from Senior White.

Next moment.

“A synaptic synapse.” The nucleus of the fruit, like a bullet, was thrown out by Senior White, all in the other box beside him.

This case was also prepared at the beginning of the Willow Demon Dance.

The fruit core of Gong De Yang Mei is also golden and brilliant, and it is all made of the strength of Gong De. From the standpoint of a tree demon dance, it should also be a treasure and not let the owner waste it at will. Collect it first. Maybe it'll work?

And then the lens was everything.

Senior White's two mumps drummed up again.

Once again, the nucleus of the "synaptic synapse" falls accurately into another box.

For practitioners in the heavens and the earth, this is the official welfare.

Even sitting there quietly, watching Baisheng eat Yang Mei until he gets old in the wilderness, is fine.

Unfortunately, Senior White did not intend to continue to receive benefits.

After eating two waves, he suddenly reached out and put away several boxes of plums.

“Sure enough, fruit is still eaten after meals, now eat first.” Senior White said softly.

Behind him, the tree demon also stopped picking the fruit.

Instead of decreasing the number of plums on merit trees, there is a growing trend.

This is because during the "Sudden Sudden Sudden Sudden Sudden Sudden", the heavens and the earth were once again a terrible wave of meritorious light.

This wave of meritorious light not only stretches the meritorious tree by four or five meters, reaching a height of 20 meters, but also allows the meritorious tree to grow with more fruit.

Light dancing has picked several boxes of plums, but they haven't grown fast.

“It's over, I'm leaving!” Senior Bai shouted to the heavenly world.

However, the light of merit above the head is still falling desperately, and the light of merit is not over.

“So many meritorious lights are useless, no, I'm leaving first.” Senior White continued.

Responding to him was more and more intense light of merit. Perhaps practitioners from all over heaven are holding their breath and giving him the strength of merit?

The meritocracy tree behind him is getting bigger and bigger, and there are more and more golden plums on it, and this meritocracy tree is going to rush toward a height of 100m.

Senior White: “…”

A moment later.

Senior White suddenly clapped his hands softly: "Right, let's see if we can give it to someone else. ”

Go ahead, Senior White opened the crystal box and revealed a left arm.

This left arm, practitioners from all over heaven, is familiar with it —— because of it, it has its own profile.

Just stare at it for a moment and the practitioners will naturally understand. This is the arm of Song Xuansheng, the first Saint of the millennium. Why did it appear in the hands of the White Sage?

Bai Zhuang reached out and threw Song Shuhang's left arm at Kung De Tree. Poor left arm just hung on the branches. The great power of merit falls, of which… part falls on Song Shuhang's left arm and integrates into it.

As Bai's predecessors envisioned, as long as he himself wanted, the power of the merit of landing from the air could enter Song Shuhang's arms and become part of Song Shuhang's merit.

Senior White experiment was successful and nodded satisfactorily.

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Jiuzhou No. 1 group

The North River is scattered: “Life is not as good as life, so it is better to hang its own southeast branch. ”

Razorblade: “Surprise! The first Saint of the millennium, Song Xuansheng's left hand, why is it hanging from a branch! ”

“Mitsunami Daoyou can't do it, look at me.” Lord Tian Tian Dao: “Shocked, on a golden giant tree, with a Xuan Holy level left hand! Why is this left hand hanging from a branch? Who owns it? And why is it hanging from a tree? Listen to Discovery Channel 1 of Kyushu tonight at 5: 00 to unlock the amazing secret! ”

Tian Tian Deputy Island Master: “Shocked, the world's first Saint Song's left hand is ruthlessly hung on the giant tree, who is the killer of the Left Hand of Song Xuansheng? Listen to Detective Channel 1 of Kyushu tonight at 6: 00 to analyze the 'Left Hand on Tree Branch' case. ”

Oriental Snow: “I'll give you a background music, just found a song, it's always interesting. The lyrics are [Left Hand of Fury ~ Hoo, Hoo, Hoo ~ Left Hand of Fury, Hoo, Hoo, Hoo, Hoo], it's old and proper. ”

Song Shuhang: “…”

All right, seniors, have fun.

My heart is stuffed.

One day, if he becomes the administrator of the "Jiuzhou Group I", he must give the three patients with severe triple wave disease a taste of the little black house.

Wait... Speaking of Triple Wave disease, his own condition is not quite right either.

In the eyes of the predecessors of the Kyushu-1 group, would he also be seriously ill? My heart is tired.

But then again, Song Shuhang felt his left hand burning. That's why the left hand accumulates a lot of merit light.

When your left hand returns, this part of Kung Fu will be able to blend into Kung Fu Snake Beauty, right?

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Heavenly robbery in the world.

Senior White looked up at the growing merit tree behind him, and the rain of merit in the sky still didn't mean to stop.

“Yeah, I almost forgot him.” Senior White suddenly thought of another thing.

He took out another big box, like a coffin.

The big box was opened and revealed a pale monk inside.

Third Holy of the Millennium - Everlasting Son Xuansheng!

Taoism is one of three scoundrels.

At this moment, all the practitioners of the heavens and the earth will boil.

“Why is Xuansheng the Far Son still robbing the world? ”

“Song Xuansheng, who traveled with him, has returned to this world! ”

“I heard that Xuansheng of Heaven and Xuansheng of the Seventh Life are back. Why didn't Xuansheng Changyuanzi come back? And there seems to be something wrong with his condition. ”

“His face is pale and he seems to be trapped in the demon! ”

And some old-fashioned Xuanzheng, who knows why.

Chang Yuanzi did not take ‘Xuan Sheng Speech' seriously, but when Xuan Sheng Speech, he took this opportunity to confess to ‘Don't Snow Xianqi'.

If Chang Yuanzi himself possesses a great power of merit, such as Song Xuansheng when he was born. But Chang Yuanzi himself did not have much merit, and after confessing his death, he could not offset his heart without merit.

Looks like Chang Yuanzi has been in a state of demons since the day he became holy. He can't pull himself out.

“Don't snow ~ ~ Don't snow ~ ~ Don't abandon me.” Changwon muttered. His voice was low, and no one could hear it except the white man beside him.

Senior White pinched his chin.

This guy, the lover of Don't Snow Fairy?

“Let's give you a hand, for Christ's sake.” Bai Zhuangzi said, reaching out and throwing Chang Yuanzi on the tree, hanging with Song Shuhang's left arm.

In the void, the vast power of merit fell, some on Song Shuhang's left hand, and some fell into Changyuan's body.

Chang Yuanzi is now deeply trapped in the magic of his heart. I hope these lights of merit will help him some.

“Everything is done, such as fantasy bubbles, such as dew and electricity, should be viewed as such. ”

“Fake, everything is fake. Everything is false. ”

“Void void, void void, everything is void. ”

Chang Yuanzi's mouth began to crumble and think.

Senior White looked at him.

What kind of lines is this guy reading?

It's hopeless.

Even if we survive this Heart Robbery, I'm afraid the Sangoku will be reshaped.

This time, Chang Yangko's voice was louder, and practitioners from all over heaven could hear his voice.

“Su-en-ai, die quickly! ”

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Song Shuhang

The Great Northern Emperor watched the speech process of the White Venerable from beginning to end.

“This white saint's luck, isn't it weird?” The Great Emperor muttered to himself.