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“Bet who cries first? Real crying, not fake crying, right?” Song Shuhang confirmed.

The teenager smiled slightly: "Yes. ”

“I agree, then, let the game begin!” Song Shu Hangdao.

Juvenile: “???? ”

“I bet I cried myself out first.” Song Shuhang Fast Track: “Ho ho ho ~ ~”

The next moment, Song Shuhang's tears were all over his face, and the teardrops of Bean Big seized the orbit and couldn't stop.

This is a trick that exists in his memory, remembering that the onion woman is also practicing... the name should be "Heavenly Cry Book". He learned the beginning, sort of a little fur.

This technique can poke the tears inside the monk, the harder the cry, the stronger the effect of the technique. Even when practiced deep down, it also affects the enemy's emotions. This is a terrible way of claiming that both practitioners and enemies are unable to pull themselves out while crying.

Song Shuhang's slight operation of this kung fu recalls his tragic experience of the past few months - my constant death and constant suffering.

To be honest, if Song Shu Hangdao hadn't had a strong heart, and another person had endured his experience in the last six months, he might have collapsed in pain and constant death. Even now, there are 88888 voices echoing every night in Song Shuhang's mind, which is the secret of authentication.

For some time, he has been suffering from mental stabbing caused by excessive mental strength + 88888 voices in his ears whispering like flies all day long + the pain of identifying secret feedback + constant death stress.

The Heavenly Cry Treasure Book is like a key that opens the tears of the heart. Under Song Shuhang's own operation, it can avoid Song Shuhang's steadfast heart and arouse his grief.

Pear blossoms with tears, tears like rain, warm tears orbit...

It's not a fake cry, it's a deep cry.

Opposite, the teenager stared at him.

“I won.” Song Shuhang wiped a tear and said calmly. Although there are precious tears, winning a bet is worth it.

Juvenile: "…”

He looked at Song Shuhang with a merciful look.

MDZZ

Can you believe I punched you in the face?

“Senior, do you have to repent?” Song Shuhang stared at the teenager.

The teenager sighed softly: “I didn't even say the rules of the game, I haven't even started the gambling ceremony, why are you crying? ”

The opening of the gambling ceremony is an important part of the bet between the two sides.

With this gambling ceremony, he was able to pull out conceptualizations such as Chef's Heart.

Otherwise, there is no point.

“Listen, we're going to bet whoever cries first loses. Whoever can hold on until the end, is the winner. Otherwise, who wouldn't cry? I can cry before you in minutes, and I'm still the kind of person who really cries. I can show you. I'm crying pretty good.” Adolescents added.

“...” Song Shuhang very distrustfully asked: "Senior, are you sure you didn't see me cry particularly fast, so temporarily changed the rules? ”

"What kind of person do you think I am? ”

Song Shuhang thought about it and shook his head gently.

This trust is okay based on the other person's status as a senior.

“Well, get ready to start gambling.” Juvenile laxative.

“Wait, Senior.” Song Shuhang reached out and stopped him.

If anyone cries out first and loses... what's to bet on? You can crush me with one hand, and then you can just beat me to death and cry.

Song Shuhang firmly opposed the programme.

“What's the problem?” The teenager interrogated.

“Violence cannot be used and no means of attack can be used. Otherwise, the bet doesn't have to be sustained at all.” Song Shu Channel.

“Don't worry, I play games for stimulation and heartbeat. To maximize the stimulus, my principle for every bet is only two words - absolute fairness.” Juvenile moderation.

Song Shuhang can't wait to remind: “These are four words. ”

The teenager waved: “Only two words are used in ancient languages, and only four words are translated into Chinese characters that you can understand. ”

Song Shuhang: “…”

You're bullying me for failing an ancient language!

“Let's introduce you to the rules of our gambling game from beginning to end.” Juveniles stretched out their hands and three pacts consisting of ancient symbols popped up.

“First, absolute fairness. After entering the gambling game, I will be adjusted to equal status with all of your strength, constitution, mental strength, etc. ”

“Secondly, we will suffer the same injuries, spell effects, visual effects. Every time you do something to me, it also works on you. And vice versa. We're not talking about strength, we're talking about who makes them cry first. ”

“Thirdly, the light of merit, body incarnation and other additional effects cannot be brought into gambling. Otherwise, you will never shake me by any means. ”

“What do you say, now you have the bottom of your heart?” Juvenile Way.

Song Shuhang pinched his chin: “It always felt like there was a lot of empty space to drill. ”

“Yeah, there's room to drill. If you can find an empty space, use it. This is my concession to you, and this is my confidence.” The teenager smiled.

Song Shuhang nodded - he probably knows why this senior lost 10 games? All three of his rules restrict him to death.

In recent years, much of the reason why the number of people in some countries of the world has been decreasing is because people like to stimulate and play heartbeat.

“So, do you agree with these three rules?” Juvenile voices.

“In other words, harder hearts than the two of us!” Song Shuhang smiled slightly: “I'm fine. ”

Patience is his gift of pride, which is also his only ability to compare confidence with the mysterious predecessor ahead.

“Well, the game begins.” The teenager clapped his hands gently.

Song Shuhang and he were wrapped in a golden symbol, as if they had entered a closed small box.

At the same time, several figures from Song Shuhang were isolated by symbols.

Onion Girl, Kung Fu Snake Beauty, Fabricated Fairy, Softie Black Leather Yu...

Gambling has officially begun.

“Use whatever means you have.” The teenager stood opposite Song Shuhang and said calmly.

“Whatever means?” Song Shuhang asked.

“Exactly.” The teenager closed his eyes.

Song Shuhang did not hesitate to light up the 'eyes of Confucian saints' against the teenager is a light past.

Juvenile boundaries are suppressed to the same, six-point boundaries as him.

In that case, eat my strong appraisal technique!

The teenager did not evade and was left to stare at herself.

His abdomen began to swell, and ten seconds later it swelled to the height of the pregnancy in October, immediately following the onset of childbirth.

Likewise, Song Shuhang's own stomach swelled rapidly, rising to the height of the pregnancy in October, and the pain of childbirth came.

Kill a thousand enemies and lose 999 of your own.

Godspeed Beauty: “Come on, hurting each other.”

Fabrication Fairy: “Come on, get pregnant together ~”

Sooko Blackskin thought about it. The two fairy seniors had finished her speech. She had nothing to say.

The teenager held his hands behind his back, squeezed his eyes and smiled. The pain of good pregnancy and childbirth seemed nothing to him.

Song Shuhang also remained calm. He had been pregnant more than once, and was able to produce flowers once, twice, and three times. He was equally unafraid of 'pregnancy staring'.

“Is that your way? Kind of funny.” Juvenile calm down.

Song Shuhang: “However, I still can't get my predecessors to move half the time. Sure enough... squints are monsters. ”

“Sorry, my eyes don't grow on the crotch.” Juvenile replied.

Song Shuhang: “…”

“Next it's my turn. Of course, we're not on a round-the-clock basis, so you can do whatever you want.” Juveniles say it, stretching out their hands and gently scratching a circle: "Let the other cry out, physical torture is the lowest practice. Painful crying, unskilled, and the hardest. In fact, the best way to make the other person cry is through a mental attack. ”

The teenager said so, reaching out to Song Shuhang: “Great sadness. ”

A strange spell falls on Song Shuhang, also on the juvenile himself.

“This spell forcibly adds grief to the monks, plunging their hearts into despair and crying. How long can you last in this spell?” Go ahead, he warned: "Because I created this spell, I was very resistant to it. So this is actually the ‘unfair’ part of the 'rules of fairness'. ”

[Isn't that like the Heavenly Cry Treasure Book?] Song Shuhang's heart is hidden.

His resistance to such spells was general.

If the soft spot in his heart is poked in the tears, he loses.

In that case, whatever means are available, it is not round-the-clock.

Song Shuhang stretched his hand over the 'space bracelet’ and a clear drop of tear gem was removed. He injects spiritual power into the gem and activates it directly.

Then came an endless wave of sadness. This is the only time in Song Wood's life that he cried sorrowfully. When he learned of the destruction of Bishui Pavilion, he burst into bitter emotions.

[Leaving you my grief, I hope you like it -- BY: Song Yi.

The effect of gems on Song Shuhang and juveniles.

But it's not enough.

The teenager's face was calm and even the smile on his face had not diminished.

Song Shuhang took another few steps forward and came to the juvenile.

“Are we going to choose violence?” The teenager asked.

Song Shuhang shook his head and the ‘Reverse Whale Samurai Boxer' fingertips of his right hand retracted, revealing his finger belly.

His fingers were pressed against the teenager while the smoke mode was turned on.

‘Identification secret, maximum power’.

Come on, taste the limits of pain with me.

If you don't die, it hurts to die.

Who cries first who is the grandson.

Appraisal secrets fell on juveniles and the smoke exploded.

The price to pay is far beyond Song Shuhang's imagination.

Smoky body almost blew to pieces.

The synchronization is a raging pain that feeds directly into the soul.