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The burial of the four Confucian Thirteen Thirteen Immortals is complete.

Hengqiao Zhenjun and several Confucian ‘parents’ sailed to Song Shu.

“Song Xiao... Ba Song Daoyou, what's the matter with you?” Hengfire Zhenjun looked at Song Shuhang and was somewhat worried to ask.

At this time, Song Shuhang from time to time had leaves stretched out and flowers blossomed, full of young girl cartoons.

When did you transfer to Western Druid?

“Nothing, I'm fine very well. I lost my body, but I got a scar with a big bowl. After a while, when I get my body back, I'll be a good guy again.” Song Shuhang patted his chest: “Now, Senior Hang Hwa, you can call me the Lost Knight, Big Song. ”

What is a lost knight? Zhenjun Hengfire nodded forcibly and looked at the white face. “Long time no see, white friend. By the way... you look a little special today. Is it real? ”

Although Baidou has always been a special one, today he has a very strange temperament, but can't tell you where the strange point is.

“Well, since I'm only in my upper body right now, you're gonna feel a little weird.” Senior White said.

Song Shuhang smiled and said, “Senior Bai is now a Knight of Foot Loss. ”

In the middle of the conversation, all of a sudden his wooden body and legs were thrown... Song Shuhang fell flat on the ground, smashing on the hard ground of Golden Lotus World, his face ached.

Hengfire Zhenjun looked at Su Shi Xiao again and asked: "XVI, are you okay? ”

“Don't worry, Senior Constant Fire, I'm fine.” Su Shi 'an XVI Jing Dao.

Finally, there is a normal point, the constant fire is relieved.

Senior Tortoise looked at Shinjun Hengfire's face, and quickly guessed Shinjun Hengfire's thoughts through his expression, language and actions, and followed the Psychology.

[Too naive, Taoist.] Tortoise senpai revealed a mysterious tortoise laugh... funny!

AXVI is not the most normal one, she is now in the special trial of Tianhe Su, some time later, will meet another Su XVI, there will be an astonishing war between the two.

One day, the number of permanently sleeping 'A 16’ in that special space of Su Shi A16 will catch up with the mountain of spare parts of the lark, right?

I wonder, in the future, if the XVI that have been put away will become a special kind of person?

Thousands of sixteens would be fun to come out with.

I don't know what Song Shuhang Xiao Friend will do then?

“What an anticipation.” Senior Tortoise.

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At this time, the fairy and Kung Fu Snake beauty drilled out and pulled Song Shuhang off the ground.

Zhenjun Hengfire said seriously: "If you need help from the Confucian family, you can ask. ”

Song Shuhang smiled slightly and looked at Shinjun Hengqiao. "Senior Hangqiao, why are you so polite between you and me? ”

In the talking room, behind him was a big flower pod that blossomed like a poor quality cell phone.

The images are heartbreaking.

Zhenjun Hengfire wanted to laugh, but laughing out at this time was a very rude thing, so Zhenjun Hengfire had a strong smile and a calm face.

At this time, behind Zhenjun Hengfire, a Confucian ‘parent’ thought for a moment, turning to Song Shu Hangdao: “Senior Song, I have an impertinent request, I wonder if...”

This parent hasn't finished his speech. The fairy behind Song Shuhang opened her mouth and sang: “If you feel embarrassed - wave your hand - wave your hand - don't say it - don't say it -"

The Confucian parent, with his stiff mouth open, was always embarrassed.

“Cultivate the fairy's skin.” Song Shuhang held the head of the fairy, hung her behind her back, and said to the parent: “If you have any requests, Daoist tell me. But as you can see now, I'm not sure I can help. ”

“No, I didn't ask Senpai Song for help.” The Confucian parents waved their hands together and then said: “I just want to ask Senior Song, can we first put the 'eye of the saint’...”

“No ~ I can't ~” The Fairy of Culture was anxious to sing. She lay on Song Shuhang's back, reached over his orbit and pressed, retrieving the eye of the saint.

Then she jumped, posing beautifully, jumped into Song Shuhang's head, disappeared.

Then, with the cooperation of Kung De Snake Beauty, Song Shuhang's eyeballs were replaced back.

The whole process is like running clouds and changing eyes is smoother than blinking.

The two fairies cooperated in the tacit agreement.

Song Shuhang could not laugh.

“Fairy, don't be skinny. Besides, according to the camp, you are Confucian too!” Song Shu Channel.

Confucianism is about retrieving the eye of the saint, and the meaning of the eye of the saint to the Confucianism is more important than the Thirteen Immortals. If it were him, whatever the cost, you'd want to take back the eye of the saint.

“Fairy, Senpai Song, don't get me wrong. I'm not talking about getting the Confucian family to take back the eyes of the saints.” The Confucian parent waved hands in unison, "he said.

If it had been a month ago, there would have been others in Confucian families who would have tried, at great cost, to change back the idea of saints' eyes from the Holy Song Xuan Saint.

But now, unlike in the past.

Song Xuansheng, saving the Confucian family in danger, such grace, the Confucian family has no reward.

Even if we set aside this tremendous gratitude - Xuansheng Song, it is likely that the saints will be reincarnated!

Moreover, there are a lot of similarities between Xuan Saint and Saint Song.

For example, they hang equally well.

It is no longer necessary to describe how much the Confucian saints hang, and the Holy Song Xuansheng is the only man to be broadcast live in heaven three times in a thousand years.

There has never been an ancient man, and there will never be a visitor!

“I was just wondering if I could finish. Let the eyes of the saint look directly at the Four Robbery Immortals.” The Confucian's parents said.

At the end of the four robberies of the fairy funeral, Xuansheng Song has been standing far away.

So, just take a look, even… just the eyes of a saint.

Song Shuhang had a slight meal.

Then he nodded.

“Fairy.” He called softly.

The fairy was made, but did not come out.

“If you don't want to come out... just give me your eyes and you can hide inside and watch.” Song Shuhang Soft Channel.

Half a mile later.

Making two fingers of a fairy emerged from Song Shuhang's eyebrow position.

between her fingers, gently squeezing the eyes of the saint.

“Three-eye mode?” The onion woman blinked.

“But it looked like two fingers clamped ‘eyes’ and nailed to Song Shuhang's eyebrows.” Tortoise seniors slowed down.

Song Shuhang: “…”

The Godspeed beauty attached to Song Shuhang's body, she reached out and took over the eye of the saint in the hands of the Making Fairy, then held it up with her hands.

Song Shuhang went forward and went all the way to the burial place of the four robbers of Immortal Gold.

Godspeed beauty hands forward.

The eyes of the saint looked to the burial place of the four ‘Thirteen Robbery Immortals'.