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Zhenjun Hengfire pinched the spirit stone in his hand: “Don't you want any money? ”

Song Shuhang looked at the spirit stone in the hands of Hengfire seniors and discovered another way of wealth: “Senior Hengfire, the APP in your hand will send me one later, I will register an account. And then I took the time to practice my skills for opening fairy boats and fairy shuttles. Maybe I can take a few business orders. ”

The fairy reaches out and straightens Song Shuhang's body to the ground - the force is slightly larger, Song Shuhang's feet are inserted into the land.

“Stop dreaming, Book Sailing.” Tortoise's predecessors stood up and photographed Song Shuhang lightly on his forelimbs: “You are afraid of heights and speed, what kind of shuttle? More importantly, you don't have time to take orders, believe me. You're still going to develop your core world and do the amusement park project with me. The best money in the world is made by women and children, and the amusement park is guaranteed to be a big money project. ”

“When I get back from splitting up, I can have splitting up to drive.” Song Shuhang pinched his chin.

Heart Demon Scarlet Sword: “Don't fantasize, there's no time. At this time, you might as well work for the big man. ”

Song Shuhang: “…”

But when you think about it, he actually has a lot of projects in his hands that make spiritual stones.

He's not missing a project, he's missing time.

“I said, you need to be aware of something wrong.” Sister Bai Long behind Su Shi A XVI sighed: “This monk acting as a chauffeur, it must be a problem. He went near the Confucian house and disappeared. Aren't you afraid he'll sneak into Confucianism and wreak havoc? ”

She didn't even notice when they disappeared - which made Sister White Dragon wary.

Zhenjun Hengfire suddenly said softly: “The one who just took the place is also a Confucian disciple. Though he hid it deliberately, I could sense the Confucianism from him. ”

Zhenjun put away the spiritual stone: “Let's go, I'll lead everyone to the Confucian residence. Welcome back to the Confucian house. ”

“Senior White has never returned to God... and Senior White is so beautiful.” The onion lady said.

“Leave it to me.” Song Shuhang carried the shuttle directly before embarking: “I'll carry it in. ”

Speaking of... Upon coming back to Confucian Baiyun College, Bai Senior also seemed to be asleep. Lai Bed refused to get up in the cocoon. Finally, Song Shuhang held that cocoon to Baiyun College.

History is always amazingly similar.

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Hengfire Zhenjun took Song Shuhang's pedestrian to Baiyun Academy and arrived at [Baiyun City].

Without the last Nine Ghosts invasion crisis, there is no puppet defense over Baiyun City. Don't worry about the Flying Sword Limit today.

Plus, most Confucian disciples are now transferred to "Golden Lotus World", Baiyun Academy has a much smaller flow of people, some depression.

Along the way, Confucian disciples encountered will first pay tribute to the Constant Fire True King.

Zhenjun Hengfire is now in charge of 'Golden Lotus World’ and has a very high expectation in Confucian homes.

When several people came to the square, Song Shuhang looked up at the square, Confucian thirteen robberies of the Immortal Statue.

These thirteen statues have different temperaments. There are Wen Wenruya, gentlemen like bamboo; there are gods flying, proud, fresh and handsome, and jade trees in the wind.

The materials used for each statue are also different. Sculpted with jade stone, they are also cast with plain bluestone, some statues are all red and some are white and spotless.

As before, Song Shuhang's vision fell on one of the statues, which was‘ glassy, thoroughly inward and outward '.

It was the ‘Glass Book Student' who borrowed his spirit ghost, and this borrowing will not return. Song Shuhang's gaze searched for another round of Thirteen Thirteen Thieves, but did not find the statue of the 'Fabricated Fairy’.

Aren't fairies one of the thirteen looters?

Finally, his eyes fell on the statue of the robbing fairy headed by him.

“Huh?” He frowned slightly.

The face of the captain who robbed the immortal was actually erased.

But he remembered that when he came back to Confucianism, the statue had a face. Although he couldn't remember exactly what his face looked like, he could be sure that the first time he saw the statue, the head of the statue had a face.

“Senior Constant Fire, who is the heist fairy headed by?” Song Shuhang asked.

Zhenjun Hengfire smiled bitterly: "We, I can't remember. ”

Song Shuhang: “Huh? ”

This is your Confucian heist.

“With regard to the record of the first heist, everything about him was erased. We can't remember his name, either. We can't remember.” Zhenjun of the constant fire replied.

“Tiandao Little Black House!” Song Shuhang subconsciously said.

This effect must be the Heavenly Path Dark House.

“We guessed for a long time, and eventually thought of that possibility.” Zhenjun of Constant Fire spoke softly.

But he hopes not…

Sister Bai Long looked at the statue headed by her, her eyes slightly squinted, somehow she suddenly remembered the chaplain who was driving the car.

There are also fairy sculptures, also so stubbornly staring at the head of the looting fairy, seems to recall something.

Half a mile later.

The fairy takes out the wax, she hugs the wax, and her long fingers gently move on the string.

The long sound of the violin comes through.

The fairy opened her mouth and began to sing gently in ancient languages.

Thirteen Confucian statues of immortals gathered in luminosity. The ‘upright' forces, which belong to the Confucian family, gathered together on the thirteen statues of the Thirteen Robbers.

In the hidden space, a figure appeared on each of the Thirteen Decepticons. They showed a gentle smile and lowered their heads and drowned looking at the fabricating fairy.

After counting interest time.

The singing and harp sounds of the creation fairies are over, and the fiction on the thirteen looting fairy statues and the converging ‘upright' power can't dissipate either.

Fabricating the piano, the little figure stood under the giant Thirteen Decepticons statue, looking up at the cold statue, unable to speak of loneliness.

Under the appearance of her weekday plays, hidden is the great sadness of the death of the saints, the death of thirteen immortals and the destruction of the Confucian family. The battle for heaven's sake is cruel.

Song Shuhang looked away at Confucian fairies. At this time, no one is suitable to comfort the creation fairies.

Leave her alone.

In the meantime, the fairy suddenly moved.

She leaped high in her arms and jumped to the head of the Confucian-loving fairy.

Then, she raised her hands and turned around, hijacking the edge of the fairy head and diving backwards.

Song Shuhang has a bad feeling.

Cultivating Fairy threw her right hand and threw her high and high, then her body flipped backwards, spinning, rolling and in a beautiful position.

Wow.

In the eyes of all, her body steadily did not enter Song Shuhang's body.

Song Shuhang: “…”

“Oh, this is a very pleasant position in the water.” Senior tortoise patted his forelimbs.

The surrounding Confucian disciple also began to clap his hands.

In the sky, the wax fell, the arm of the chemical fairy was extended from Song Shuhang's head, a hand caught the wax, waved hard, like waving her trophy.

Acting has to be a complete set.

The cheers grew hotter.

Song Shuhang had to carry Senior Bai's shuttle and use it to block Confucian disciples' burning gaze.

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Hengfire Zhenjun smiled and led Song Shuhang into the area where Baiyun Academy entertained guests.

He wanted to entertain Song Shuhang directly to live in his private small courtyard, but the private courtyard has yet to be sorted out... it's all books and all sorts of miscellaneous things. He was going to sneak around and entertain a few more Song Shuhang people in his private small courtyard after dinner.

“Yes, Senior Constant Fire. Did Senior Skylark come to Confucian's house?” Song Shuhang asked.

Earlier on Tian Tian Island, Skylark mentioned on the phone with Sanwa that she was ready to borrow something from Confucian houses before heading to Jiuyu World.

“I had just spoken to some of the disciples in charge of managing the Academy, but Skylark Taoist did not come to the White Cloud Academy.” Zhenjun Hengfire added: “I have asked my disciples to ask several other Confucian colleges to see if any other colleges have hosted Skylark Taoists. ”

“I hope Senior Skylark is not impulsive.” Song Shuhang's secret passage.

There's always a bad feeling.

“Hey, Book and Navigation... that's the monk from the Huangshan family. Don't break the hook?” The onion suddenly made a noise, and she stood on the shell of the tortoise seniors, who lay on the window.

Song Shuhang looked in the direction indicated by the onion woman and saw a pair of young men and women laughing in the hallway opposite.

“It's Zhou Li.” Song Shuhang laughed: “His serial number is‘ Tian Tian Hook ', but don't leave the hook. ”

So, the fairy with Zhou Li, is that Mr. Yuqin Ouyang? This is a typical Confucian fairy with a feminine aura.

After a lot of tortuosity, the pair finally came together - most importantly because the beans couldn't be torn apart recently, which Huang Shan's predecessors had recently seen very tightly.

It seems that Song Shuhang's gaze has been sensed.

Zhou unconsciously turned his head and met Song Shuhang's eyes.

Then he saw Song Shuhang's left eye, the sparkling eye —— the eye of the saint.

Zhou Lixiao's face was white. He weakly avoided Song Shuhang's gaze and carefully reached out to his belly.

Song Shuhang: “…”

Brother Zhou Li, we are old acquaintances, you are a little sad.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Song Shuhang got up and was ready to peel.

But together, he sighed again: "No, I'm not a bean. ”

Then, in the bewildered eyes of the people, he sat back.

Beans can be skinned all you want, because he's a bean.

He can't skin into beans.

“I thought you couldn't resist going skinning.” Senior Bai's voice suddenly rang behind Song Shuhang's body.

Song Shuhang turned his head and discovered that Senior Bai had returned to God sometime before. He picked a 'one-time flying sword’ in his hand, against his waist.

Song Shuhang was all sweaty.

“Because I promised to protect Zhou Qiaoyou and Mr. Yuqin from the media before, it was easy for them to fall in love with each other. Anyone who wants to peel like a bean, I'll send him to Mars.” Senior White took it seriously.

Song, save your life. Book Sailing.

“By the way, do you have a sign?” Senior White said: “I suddenly want to make a statement about their relationship. ”