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Song Shuhang: “Beans are going back tonight, it and Huangshan Zhenjun's application seems to be time-bound. Got to be back by 6: 00 p.m. ”

“Ha ha, it's time for you to go back before 6pm, I'm Song Shuhang now, I can wave outside. Oh, yeah. I'm gonna play games all night. Wang ~” Doudou Happy Road.

Senior White: “Don't play games tonight. Book Sailing said to attend the wedding as your best man. Tonight you and I will study what the best man should do at the wedding. ”

Senior White said before that he was alone, he was prepared to be the best man for the beans.

Yoshiko Yu couldn't help but say: “It could also appear as a bridesmaid of honor, the beans' best man plan is just a private conversation between Senior Song and Dou, without the consent of Senior Huang Shan. Maybe the best man plan will turn into the bridesmaid plan by then. ”

Senior White: “…”

Song Shuhang hastily said: “I feel like if Senior Bai came out, Senior Huang Shan would definitely sell face. Senior White said to be the best man for the beans, Senior Huang Shan absolutely promised. ”

As long as you know Senior White is going to be the best man, Zhenjun Huangshan will never change the 'best man plan' to the 'bridesmaid plan' as long as he doesn't die.

If Senior White women's clothing were included in the Bridesmaid Program, the bean wedding would be over before it even started.

Song Shuhang dared to bet that even if Senior Bai converged his quirky charm, he would attract the attention of people in the place, unable to attract themselves.

Huangshan Zhenjun is the last bottom line in the 'Jiuzhou Group I', he will definitely not die at this important time.

But then again, if Senior White really became the bridesmaid of honor, the scene must also be beautiful.

“I agree with Senior Song that the picture must be beautiful.” Yoshiko Yu.

“I don't want to admit it, but it feels good to think about it.” Sioux XVI Dao.

“Ooh, ooh.”

Song Shuhang: “…”

I was just thinking, how do you both know?

“Because our consciousness is all squeezed into the beans' minds, we now have the ability to communicate like minds. As long as the mood fluctuates slightly, the idea is perceived by others.” Su Shi AXVI replied.

Song Shuhang's heart broke.

Senior Bai pinched his chin and thought slightly: “That's right, I'm sure Daoyou Huang Shan will still give me that. ”

In fact, your face, 'Jiuzhou Group 1' who dare not give? Song Shuhang and others thought simultaneously.

“Almost that time, we went directly to Shinjun Huangshan through space forces. Then I'll go find some more best men. Do you want to go with me?” Senior White.

He looked at all the audiences in the street under his eyes and clasped his hands together: "Senior White, the poor monks need to stay and look after these Daoists. ”

Senior Bai nodded: “That's right, you stay and take care of these Taoists, then you and the ancient lake watchman will go to the bean wedding together. ”

Perhaps it is the Daoists of the Nine Continental Groups I who have all experienced the destruction of the King's song. The pharmacists, the disciples of Gu Hu Guan Zhenjun and the disciples of Master Tong Xuan have all succeeded in breaking the Heart Magic.

“Okay, we'll be at the bean wedding as soon as possible. In fact, I'd really like to write a song to congratulate the beans.” Make the Pope laugh.

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After bidding farewell to the Cultivating Father, Senior Bai carried Song Shuhang version of the beans, Yoko Yu and Su Shi A XVI body, beans and large sea turtles for space transfer.

[Looking to heaven, space power?] The great sea turtle quietly stared at the White Holy King.

This new Eight Pin Xuansheng holds the power of space, can you not open the plug so arrogantly?

Immediately afterwards, it remembered the horrible presence that had suddenly appeared next to Song Shuhang during the previous concert.

The one who arrived quietly, the concert owner saw him as nothing. It was the only one who peered at that person based on the realm of Nine Pints.

At the time, he just glanced at it and saw the bloody sea of the dead, the world of devil dancing, the immense horror, the infinite source of sin. Even his mighty master, the Northern Emperor, was no better than that horror.

And now it thinks carefully… that person, like this White Holy King, looks a lot like you.

No, it's not like that anymore, if you look at it from a human perspective, that guy is almost exactly like this White Saint.

Thoughts are terrifying.

The big turtle shook his head and forced himself not to think about it.

It has a good relationship with Song Shuhang Xiaofriend. This Bai Shengjun won't kill it suddenly to make turtle soup, right?

The location of the space transfer falls directly on the wedding center already arranged by Huangshan Zhenjun.

At the end of the space jump, Senior White first showed up, then he stretched his finger and continued to hang with a fenced knife, which lay Su Shi A XVI and Yoko Yu.

After Senior White, the big turtle landed.

Then Song Shuhang version of beans.

Finally, four conscious bean bodies are squeezed.

As soon as the beans landed, they fell on their knees.

It stood up on its front foot and was about to climb up, but suddenly his lower back pushed and he knelt down into a 'sitting position', which turned him into a yoga position.

“This is not going to work. Let's work together to control the beans' body in sequence. I'll take control first, then XVI, then Yoshiko Yu.” Song Shu Hangdao.

Yoshiko Yu: “What about the sister? She also has control of the body, doesn't she? ”

“The fairy can't communicate at all right now, let's ignore her.” Song Shu Hangdao.

Su Shi AXVI: “The plan is clear, then Yoko Yu and I will keep quiet first, and the body of the beans will be controlled by Book Sailing first. ”

After several people exchanged, Song Shuhang controlled the beans, people stood up and tried to take a few steps.

“Stupid Book Sailing. Wrong. Dogs walk on four legs.” Book cruise beans shouted.

Song Shuhang replied: “There are no outsiders now, let me stand for a moment. ”

I'm tired of crawling on four legs.

“Oops, the space is so crowded, Senior Song, are you getting bigger? I feel like our consciousness space is getting more crowded!” All of a sudden, Yoshiko Yu called again.

Song Shuhang: “Illusion, we are already conscious body, how can it become bigger? We are now in the space of consciousness, the size of the mind, the size of the world. Yoshiko Yu, when you expand your imagination, you will feel that the space for consciousness is actually huge. ”

Su Shi AXVI: “I also feel that the space of consciousness is shrinking. ”

“Woo hoo hoo!”

Yoko Yu: “Look, even sixteen feels the space of consciousness is shrinking. ”

“Looking out for heaven, it's getting a little crowded. It's kind of like a little black house, which one of you is brain-closing the little black house scene?” Song Shu Hangdao.

Su Shi AXVI: “I'm imagining myself in the sky river mystery, our Su Shi Tian River mystery is so huge that no small black house will appear. ”

Yoko Yu: “I'm trying to imagine the image of Spiritual Butterfly Island, but..."

“But what?” Song Shu Hangdao.

“But all of a sudden in my mind, Senior Song, your knife overwhelmed the cage, and remembered that I couldn't even stretch my legs in it. It was so sad. I tried so hard to reject this image, but it didn't go away in my head.” Souzi Yu's tears were all over her face.

“Look out, take a deep breath. Think about happy things, funny things.” Song Shu Hangdao.

Yoshiko Yu recalled: “Interesting things, what's more interesting these days... yes, I remember. The last time I sent myself and Ling Jie Bi Tea to Senior Song, it was so funny. It was genius of me to put myself in a small box and send it out by courier. That runaway was the most exciting thing I ever felt. The case was smaller when I sent myself out, and I had to squat inside, a little tired. It was still dark in that little box, and I squatted in it for a long time, and my legs were a little numb. ”

Song Shuhang: “Stop, Yoshiko Yu, stop remembering ~ ah ~"

Little boxes are smaller and more crowded than a machete cage.

The space for consciousness is getting smaller and smaller, and several people's consciousness is being squeezed together.

“There's nothing else to make you happy, wider, bigger. Like how happy you were when you first learned to fly with your sword?” Song Shuhang opened the channel.

“First royal sword flight? Oh, yeah! It's also a pleasure. It was the first time I rushed into the sky on my own, without Dad's help. Sky, sea, huge world. In contrast, we, as human units, become tiny.” Yoshiko Yu sighed.

Song Shuhang: “Well done, keep thinking about the world's great, the sky's big, the ocean's endless! ”

Yoko Yu: “I've been thinking... but how come the consciousness space hasn't gotten bigger yet? ”

“Sorry, this is my pot.” Su Shi 'an XVI Jing Dao.

“What's the matter?” Song Shuhang asked.

“I also remembered the last time I sent myself to you… at that time I was lying in my own customized box, which was quite comfortable because I had a small body. Too bad I was lying alone in that box, squeezing the four of us was too small.” Su Shi 'a XVI Dao.

Song Shuhang: “…”

“Forget the mailbox. Let's think about something else. XVI, is there anything you care about lately?” Song Shu Hangdao.

“Yes,” said Su Shi AXVI. “I've had a very interesting dream these past few days. ”

“What dream?” Song Shuhang asked.

“I dreamed I was stuffed in a crystal coffin and could only see a blurry view through the crystal coffin every day. The crystal coffin is quite large, but my body is also large in my dreams, squeezing the majority of the crystal coffins.” Su Shi 'a XVI Dao.

Song Shuhang: “…”

Feeling the space of consciousness is getting smaller again.

“Hee-hee, I suddenly found everyone crowded and squeezed, so funny.” Yoshiko Yu.