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Song Shuhang pinched his chin, he found a Chinese spot.

The hair of the two white seniors is just the length of the back, and there is a clear distance between the waist and the distance.

Senior White's hair was almost at his waist. However, the last time I crossed the "Xuan Holy Robbery", when I was burned by Heaven Robbery, I returned and my back was long.

Nine Shadow White Senior Tow's hair, how can it still just be the extent of the back?

“What do you want to ask me?” Senior White two voiced.

Senior Bai nodded: “What do I have to do with Tendo? ”

“I can't keep it from you now.” Senior White Tow looked up slightly and said, “In fact, you are the blood I left behind in this world when I was younger. I didn't want to talk to anybody about this. That's why I'm afraid to face you. ”

Song Shuhang: “…”

Well deserved Nine Phantoms, full of bullshit skills. So obvious bullshit, the tearing still doesn't change color.

Senior Bai pinched his chin and continued at his rhythm: “I can clearly feel that I am not a ‘reincarnated body’ nor a 'resurrected body’. But the clue I found in the confined space, between me and the last heavenly path, was a lot of cause and effect. ”

“You know too much.” Senior White Tow Road.

Senior White continued: “Anyway... I am quite curious about my identity and find it interesting, like a game of decompression. But now, I need more clues to continue solving the puzzle. So I thought I'd meet you. ”

“Your personality doesn't look like mine at all.” White seniors two: “It's also 'white’, you should be like me, elegant and generous, don't just think about big news all day long. The most important thing is happiness. ”

Song Shuhang: “…”

Nine Ghosts' Fat Big Man says he's uncomfortable!

“To me, the Deception Game is a fun thing to do, and I love it. So I want to know more. As a deal, I can share the clues in my hands with you.” Senior White replied.

“Well, you touched me, deal made. Actually, I don't have a lot of clues... you know, the one I'm dealing with is really unreliable. He didn't mention anything to me in those years of heaven's work. Besides, that idiot snuck in here once, cut off one of my legs, and I still can't fit it.” White seniors two road.

Song Shuhang: “Do you want to cut off Senior Bai's leg before putting it back into your leg? ”

“You think I haven't tried? I've cut it a couple of times. Oh, yeah, it feels great. You want to try it next time?” Senior White Tow turned a white eye.

Song Shuhang shook his head quickly: “Thank you, I don't need it. ”

White senior two continued: “Tell me the clue in my hand first. My counterpart mentioned that you might be the backhand he left behind. This is the most likely thing to look like, but in fact, I don't think you're really the backhand. If it were me, the back of the arrangement would never be so obvious. Unless this backhand is on the bright side, it attracts attention. The real backhand, hidden under the ‘backhand on the bright side’. And the people who meet that condition are already obvious. ”

Speaking of which, Bai Two Wang said to Song Shuhang: “Yes, that's you, Song Shuhang. If there's a hidden hindhand, it's not you. I've been secretly watching you and Baidou, and I've found that he takes care of you and has a particularly fast fondness for you. In this way, this White Dow friend is a bright and eye-catching cover, and Song Shuhang is the real hidden backhand. ”

“Huh?” Song Shuhang pointed to himself, how did it get on my head again: “Well, when it comes to taking care of me, I feel like my predecessors are taking care of me. Senior White Tow, don't you yourself help me a lot? ”

Senior White two: “…”

Are you trying to express that you are very popular and that everyone takes care of you?

I'm telling you, when you resurrect the CD, you're dead.

At this time, the red sword that had been inserted on the head of Song Shuhang suddenly made a noise: “If you follow this logic, I feel that Song Shuhang's little friend is also too tempting, maybe he is a double ‘backhand on the bright side’, the real backhand is hidden beside Song Shuhang. For example... I feel that the leek demon in the hands of my book sailing buddy is more likely to be the backhand. After all, the leek essence has the potential to become a heavenly path. ”

The red sword feels like it's with Song Shuhang. It's always exciting. I stuck it on Song Shuhang's head today and accidentally rubbed the big news again.

Tiandao qualified leeks? The news was shocking, and even the two white seniors showed unbelievable divinity.

“The onion woman has the potential to be Heavenly Way?” Song Shuhang's face was puzzling - if it hadn't been said by Senior Red Scale Sword, he would have thought it was the funniest joke he'd ever heard in his life.

“What, you never knew? Didn't I mention this to you?” Qiaoqiao Sword: “When Qiaoqiao planted the onions, there was a strong feeling in his heart that one day the onions would come to King's Landing, suppressing the heavens and the earth, climbing to the heavenly path, and proving immortality. So he planted the spring onion and planted a feng shui treasure land, and arranged a washing qualification for her. Onion woman's training qualifications are actually quite counterproductive... although I still haven't figured out why she is still a piece of junk after 300 years. ”

“How good is she at training?” Song Shuhang asked.

“Simply speaking of ‘qualifications’, without saying ’luck', a scallion equals about 4.5 Song Shuhang. She brings together the superiority of the human monks, demons and elves of all races. As soon as she's completely refined, she's able to form a human form. She buried precious crystals underneath her roots and spent hundreds of years in that fortified formation. The goal set for her by Akatsuko was modelled on the legendary 'Confucian saint’.” Red Sword Road.

Song Shuhang stared.

I can't believe I'm only equal to a 4.5th of an onion woman.

No, never let this fool waste his talent again.

This is eligible to be an Onion Demon of Heaven!

Turn around and start supervising her cultivation!

……

……

“Any other clues?” The white seniors of this world once again asked.

The possibility of the backhand sounds the closest to the truth, but Senior White's intuition feels the same.

Definitely hidden deeper.

“Well, there's another clue. But it also sounds unreliable.” Nine White twos: “Another possibility, you're ‘Little White’. ”

“The white one with your long hair and waist?” Song Shuhang asked.

The next moment, Song Shuhang will fly away.

Nima, it's such a stinking sickness.

Song Shuhang was sent to the depths of Evil Lotus World in a drill bit rotation.

The speed of rotation is too fast, exceeding the limits that Song Shuhang's body can withstand nowadays - even if it is a five-star five-core five-pin spiritual emperor, even if it is carrying two major apex quenching methods + mutant quenching methods. But his body finally had a limit.

Beyond what his body can bear, he still wants to throw up and faint.

“Isn't it nice to be alive?” Senior Red Sword raised his voice over his head, he was a Immortal Robber, and this degree of rotation is insignificant to him.

“Ouch ~ ~ Actually, I just feel that the atmosphere between the two white seniors is too heavy, I want to relieve the atmosphere.” Song Shuhang Ecclesiastes. He can't even make a sound right now, only a ‘woo woo woo’ scream coming out of one mouth.

Buzz!!

Song Shuhang eventually crashed into a mountain wall.

Because Song Shuhang is spinning at high speed, and because he has a red sword in his head.

So, Song. The world's first diamond. Book sailing, easily drilled a hole in the mountain wall, drilled into it.

The mountain walls are hollow, and there's a cave inside.

In the hole, a figure was standing in front of the mirror with a heavy face, and he was wearing a handsome sheet and staring at the mirror.

After hearing a loud burst, the figure turned its head and looked back.

Then he found Song Shuhang like a red sword on his head, spinning towards his waist.

“Fuck!” The figure surprised me.

Even if he is strong and physically strong, he is not confident to block a 'Immortal Soldier' drill attack.

This jumped high in a single figure.

Later, he reached out and gently patted Song Shuhang on the rotating body of electric drill, removing the rotating force on Song Shuhang's body.

Boom!

Song Shuhang plugged one end into the stone wall of the cave.

“Senior Red Sword, are you all right?” Song Shuhang asked.

“I am a fairy robber, don't make me too fragile.” Senior Red Sword said proudly.

Song Shuhang: “But I'm not well. I feel like your sword handle might have been stuck in my head. It hurts. ”

Red Sword: “…”

Song Shuhang finally pulled himself off the stone wall and turned around to remove the spinning force for him. Senior: “Thank you for helping... Huh? You can sell anything, boss? ”

“Huh.” Anything can be sold aiming at Song Shuhang, revealing a disgusting sneer.

“Long time no see. Everything's for sale, boss. Are you all right?” Song Shuhang was embarrassed.

“I'm not well... it wasn't a deal at the time, I just had to hide for three days and you wouldn't catch me? But now, I'm caught.” Anything can be sold, Big Dawg - he feels that Song Xuansheng doesn't match his eight words, he has already blacklisted Song Xuansheng.

Song Shuhang: “Sorry, by the way, you can sell anything, boss, do you still sell resurrection magic? ”

The Resurrection Gold Coin has a set, but the Resurrection has a CD.

Therefore, Song Shuhang hopes to be able to acquire another resurrection instrument, which can play a cushioning role during the resurrection gold coin CD.

“Of course there are, all kinds of resurrections, I have them all in stock. It is my goal to give customers what they need and to satisfy them.” Anything sells the big man. Turn around and smile brilliantly.

But then, everything sells the big man's smile.

Nima, fucking occupational disease.