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“I've been meaning to ask you, Senior Master of the Heart Devil's Red Sword, what are you trying to say? Why do you keep talking about Confucian saints?” Behind Song Shuhang, a voice of curiosity rang.

It was the onion woman's voice, she woke up and followed the song to the beach.

“Eggplant, can you hold on to the song of your predecessor?” Song Shuhang turned his head curiously.

How dare you not faint after mowing the onions?

Song Shuhang turned around and was shocked.

Behind him, the hot scallion dressed in a green cheongsam, her hands stretched out like a blind man.

On her neck… nothing but air!

Thriller Horror Film "The Scarecrow of the Chicken Onion".

Song Shuhang asked: "Where's your head, Onion? ”

Why is a head that big gone?

“Strangled.” A crisp voice is heard around the neck of the onion woman: “When the song of the creator sounds, I get irritated and squeeze my ears hard. I didn't expect to push too hard and accidentally strangle my head off. ”

Song Shuhang: “…”

“After I strangled my head, I realized I could still ‘hear’ the sound. And the songs that make my predecessors sound so beautiful to me, like heaven, I can't get tired of hearing them.” The onion lady waved hard: “From today on, I will make the black powder of my predecessor! ”

Very well, Yoshiko Yu finally has an extra ‘singer’ in the true sense. The next time Yoshiko has a concert, Yoshiko can remove her head and join Yoshiko Yu as a team.

“Book sailing, I may not be able to...” On the side, Su Shi A's face is pale, her body is shaking and her voice is trembling.

Song Shuhang quickly reached out and held the petite XVI: “XVI, why don't I move you to the core world first? ”

Su Shi A's XVI trembled, reaching out and touching his cheek… Then she turned her eyes and fainted.

Song Shuhang: “…”

He gently lifted XVI.

So light, she's lighter than she was six months ago.

Clearly, but in terms of size, she should have grown a little longer than she thought, and lost a lot of weight instead - a physique that really envies a lot of ordinary girls.

Sioux XVI in a coma, long eyelashes, still cute.

Song Shuhang moved his mind and took ‘everything can sell big man's same style sheets’ from the core world and put it on Su Shi A XVI.

“Oh, there it is! Play the guitar in the back of your predecessor's head!” By her side, Yoshiko Yu shouted happily, waving her shiny arms hard.

“Death to death - brutal enemies - capable of killing our flesh - but unable to kill our spirit - so - able to die - without regret -” The Father of Culture lifted Biwah and pressed his head behind him for a frantic friction.

Sparkling, full of electricity.

Song Shuhang dared to guarantee that without the powerful spell of "hair augmentation technique", ordinary people wouldn't even be able to play this trick - play it a few times, the back of their heads would be bald.

The screaming Biwako + the death song of the Cultivating Pope, the Five Pint Brothers couldn't hold on, one by one.

Everyone will be miserable with their lines before they fall. Of these lines, words like [ear pregnancy, miscarriage, second child, brain melting, XX I love you, I love you forever] appear the most frequently.

But what's worse is the evil spirits in the sky, whose arrogant flames disappeared long ago when they appeared.

The black smoke that used to cover Tian Tian Island is now like a rag, it's been sieved and there are loopholes everywhere. Moonlight shines through these vulnerabilities, forming a beam of light.

These columns, like the lights that make the Pope concert, stiffen up the atmosphere of the concert.

And those evil heads were like poisoned, rolling over in the sky and moaning like screams. Song.

Their state is constantly weakened.

In the meantime, they tried to attack the Creator, but their magic attack had not yet approached the Creator and dissipated; their sacrificed magic apparatus was easily destroyed by the Creator Fairy.

As the Pope's songs enter the high stage, they lose even the power of ‘escape', hanging in the sky like saltfish, immobile.

The Pope's restraint on them is exaggerated. Even the word 'natural enemy' is not enough to describe the relationship between the Pope and these evil heads.

It can only be said that the Czar is like a 'spiritual weapon against the devil's head’, it is a special targeted killing power!

“By the way, I was thinking about the question that Onion asked. Could the Pope be the backhand of the Confucian saints?” Song Shu Hangdao.

It's not a reborn hand, it's a backhand against the 'evil head creature’.

Previously, the foreman of Constant Fire mentioned... these evil ghost skull creatures over his head, for the reason of searching for a woman, annoyed Confucian saints, were frontally slaughtered by saints, and were slaughtered by a group.

Combined with a few clues [Wayne, experiments, looking for women, and saints freaking out], it is not hard to speculate that what these ‘evil skull creatures' are looking for in this world should be Skylark seniors.

And a lark is one of the inverse scales of a saint.

Back then, these evil spirits had not been uprooted by Confucian saints, and they were capable. They were faced with saints who hung from the heavens and the earth. Had it not been for a ball of liquid metal, today Heavenly Path would have been Confucian saint.

Song Shuhang looked up at the 'evil ghost head creature'. Since these guys had not been cut off from the grass, then with the big view of Confucian saints, they would certainly leave behind the corresponding hands to restrain these strange alien creatures.

It now appears that the 'Build the Pope’ is one of the enemies left behind by the Confucian saints.

His gift, his death song, the power of his bloodline, for these evil skull spirits, is a highly poisonous and targeted weapon of great power.

Thus, the lethality of the death song to ordinary monks is only incidental.

This power is the unique gift of the Pope.

“That is why the Fairy of Creation possesses the King of France. She may also have the task of guarding the Pope and activating his gifted abilities.” Song Shuhang pinched his chin.

“I'm similar to your guess.” The dark red sword predecessor said: “In addition, at first I wondered whether the Creation Pope would be the reincarnation or resurrection of Confucian saints. But... I soon overturned that possibility. ”

Song Shuhang nodded softly: “Hmm. ”

There was no empathy between his left eye and the Pope of Creation.

And the Confucian saint has died completely.

Well, about that... letter, ghost.

In the speech room, the song of the Creator reached its final stage.

He grabbed the wax and rubbed it wildly, making a harsh dolphin sound in his mouth.

With his singing, the ‘evil skull creatures' in the sky fell like dumplings...

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