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Chapter 1998: The Mindset of Mature Men
What's the use of jumping out of a saint's ash box at this point?
It's gonna stick its own ash box in people's faces?
If it's a saint, it really works.
Not to mention the Confucian saint, even the ordinary Eight Pin Xuansheng [Authentic], every drop of blood in the body can inflict tremendous damage on the enemy.
If you replace it with the ashes of a saint, it's impossible to kill enemies with every grain.
It's so good...
The ashes of ordinary people can only be fertilizer, and the ashes of saints are a powerful weapon of killing and maiming.
Come on, saint ashes!
Big fat bastard face!
Song Shuhang looks forward to it.
The saint's ash box opens automatically, where the ashes are thrown away.
But.
It didn't paste the Nine Ghostbusters, it pasted the Skylarks all over it.
Song Shuhang: “…”
“Really.” Predecessor Xuan Gate Skylark, suddenly gentle judo.
The next moment, her body was assimilated into ashes by the ‘saint's ashes' and turned into dots of light and dissipated.
The saint's ashes mixed with the lark's ashes, wrapped in that ‘immortal bone', and the instant broke the lock of the fat man's summoning method.
The ash box opens again and holds the ashes of the saints, the ashes of the larks + the immortal bones, all of them.
[Saints have finally fulfilled their dreams.] Song Shuhang Xinxiandao.
His left eye was burning hot and smoking hot.
But he didn't close his eyes… the degree of pain, the extent to which he could survive just biting his teeth.
The Saints' Preparatory Programme II must be assisted by ‘eyes’, which cannot be closed at this time.
Close the ash box.
It then instantly plunged into the void and disappeared.
“Done.” Meanwhile, the voices of Confucian saints voiced from Song Shuhang's belly button eyes.
Song Shuhang can sense that the Saints reserved a total of two audio recordings.
One is to pretend to be forced to leave a message when the program is complete.
One is if the protocol fails, which is used to prompt the steps to activate the scheme III.
The second plan was put in place and was a success.
Therefore, Song Shuhang assumed the function of "Saint Messenger" and began to enter the forced mode: “In this way, no one can find it in all the heavens and earth. ”
The voice of a saint, extremely confident.
He seems to be able to guarantee that no one will ever find where his ash box escapes!
“Jump out of the three worlds, not in the five lines?” Song Shuhang spoke out and asked.
“Confucian saint.” In the Nine Ghosts world, there is a dull voice from the fat man: “Even if he dies, he gives me constant trouble. ”
“Dead people are dead people. Dead people want to design me alive?” The fat man's voice continues to come out.
[Fat man's painting style has been wrong lately.] Song Shuhang's body began to burn.
To be precise, since Senior White Tow was successfully pitted by it, after being temporarily sealed, the fat man seems to have broken free from the tie.
It's a plan, a loop, a loop, a set.
If it fails, the next step starts immediately.
Just like now.
“There are few possibilities that no one in heaven can ever find it again.” The voice of the fat man came: "[Chuckles], the remnants of Heavenly Path's little black house or the old world. But wherever you are, you can't escape my locks as long as you carry the 'bones of immortality’. Blood festival, mutation! ”
The next moment, the Blood Festival Grand Formation is in full swing.
The blood rope in the great array was stuck into the body of the wood.
The bright red light covered Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang only felt his consciousness start to blur, like he was drunk.
While he was still conscious, he quickly pulled out the ‘Everything Sells Big Man' policy.
[Don't worry, the remaining power of the teacher will protect you.] At this time, the sound of the fabricated fairy sounds.
Her voice was a little tired.
The Saints' Plan II, very well developed.
After the success of the plan, he was also left with the means to guard the body of the 'planner' and transfer him safely.
Confucian saints are not the kind of people who plan to accomplish their own plan without disregarding the dead and alive character of their helpers.
Instead, plan implementers will receive huge gifts from saints upon arrival at safety points.
Make the voice of the fairy and let Song Shuhang's heart settle down a bit.
At the same time... he turned his head and looked at the little white of the boy's form behind his eyes.
The amulet is still here!
In the heart is definite.
……
……
After a few interest.
Song Shuhang's consciousness is getting confusing.
Consciousness begins to rise - like sitting on Senior White's disposable flying sword series, rising to the sky.
His consciousness rose to the extreme of heaven.
Subsequently, a ‘world’ was broken into another realm.
After entering this new world, Song Shuhang's consciousness began to recover.
“Here, where is it?” Song Shuhang was confused.
Right in the middle of the conversation, his consciousness, saw a box floating in the distance.
Exactly the saint's ash box.
The saint's ash box came here with the ‘immortal bone’ of a lark?
This world is where saints are confident that no one will find them?
Song Shuhang's consciousness began to approach the ash box.
The ash box is attracted and adsorbed.
Then, like getting in the car, Song Shuhang's consciousness entered the 'ash box’.
It's getting cold!
I'm in the box!
In the urn, the ashes of the saints and the ashes of the larks have disappeared.
Only that immortal bone exudes spectacular light in the box.
Song Shuhang's consciousness sighed.
Even his own ashes are attached, just for the so-called Plan II.
Is that how ‘mature men' think?
Song Shuhang's consciousness fell on the edge of the immortal bone, like two passengers in a car.
The ash box floats aimlessly in this unknown world.
Just as you can see the scenery along the way while riding in the car, Song Shuhang discovers his consciousness and can ‘see’ this mysterious world through the ash box.
The world, full of twisted lights, is very beautiful.
Lights of all colors, mixed together, twisted together, like graffiti at hand, but also like masterpieces.
Boxes float in the world.
Suddenly, a giant eye flashed past the side of the box.
Song Shuhang was surprised.
As if Song Shuhang's spiritual fluctuations were sensed, the ‘eye’ also looked back at him.
Then the eye drifted away slowly, as if it were a saint's urn, and the big eye had no purpose.
Soon after...
There was a white horse walking at a rhythmic pace, rubbing past the saint's urn.
Tingling Bell ~
The bell of the white horse is particularly memorable.