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Shortly before Song Shuhang thought about it. When he sees Senior Bai in this world, he will ask him to open another 'real illusion’.

I didn't expect this wish to come true so soon.

Previously, when he was still fixing the real rookie, he fell into the ‘real fantasy’ of Senior White, and was abused over and over again by the white horse young man in a changed position.

And now, with the power of True Six Pints, he must be able to hang young men in blue in the desert world!

Because beans speculate that the white horse in the desert, the young man in green shirt, has only a couple of tastes of strength.

When the beans, Song Shuhang and the sugar master were involved in the 'real illusion’ together, the beans also met the white horse blue shirt boy. At that time, the four beans in the realm, just show themselves on the ground and don't move, the young man in green shirt can not touch it.

And now, True Six Pieces of Yourself and a couple of teenagers in the Realm, hey hey hey!

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“Come on, boy.” Song Shuhang made a refreshing laugh, turned his head and looked at the place where the horse bell rang - juvenile, today, I will teach you boxing!

Tingling bells, the horse rings closer and closer.

Soon after, that person's figure was close to Song Shuhang.

White horse, green shirt, teenager.

Junior looks handsome, red teeth white, skin like jade stone, looks about fifteen or sixteen years old.

That's right, that's him!

He hasn't changed a bit, as he did six months ago.

Song Shuhang saw Junior Brother in green shirt, Junior Brother also saw him.

The fourth eye is opposite.

‘Next, it must have been that line that became my nightmare [Little White, Little White, I finally found you]’ Song Shuhang studied the ‘real illusion’ plot in his mind.

As he pondered, the white horse in green stopped in a small dune position.

He held the horse and looked at Song Shuhang from afar. No further action was taken.

Song Shuhang looked confused: “???? ”

Why can't you come back?

White Horse Junior reached out and pulled the horse aside first.

Then he stood in that little dune position and started punching.

First, basic boxing - Song Shuhang's basic knowledge of boxing was beaten out by him.

After the basic boxing method, the boxing method of the young man in green shirt changed and changed to higher order boxing.

With his martial arts, Huang Sha flies and punches.

Momentum pound.

Song Shuhang grabbed his head in suspicion.

This is not the right script.

Did I trigger another hidden plot?

The last hidden plot triggered a confession to Little White by the young man in blue.

And this time?

Song Shuhang is somewhat anticipating.

Half a mile later.

The white horse on the dune, the young man in green shirt, finished three sets of boxing techniques. He closed his fists, exhaled, and then he took his little white horse, in a bell of delight, and left.

Let's go...

Just go.

Song Shuhang was left alone, and in the desert he was exposed to hot, dry faces.

Just hanging him out in the sun?

Why don't you come and hammer him like you used to?

“Don't go.” Song Shuhang made a gentle leap and chased after the young man in green shirt.

At his current rate, catching up with Junior in Green is not difficult. However, he had not yet followed two steps, and the figure of the young man in green and the white horse had disappeared without a trace.

Song Shuhang looked up at the sky: “...”

It's all right. The white horse will definitely come out again soon.

Song Shuhang stopped and found a place to sit in the desert.

If he sees the White Horse Junior again later, he won't say a word, go up and do it!

At that time, his double fist + 20 hair fists together to carry out the power of boxing, be sure to let the young man in green shirt understand.

About five or six minutes later.

A gleaming bell rang again.

Come on, come on!

Song Shuhang jumped in place and looked at the place where the horse rings.

The image of the horse once again appeared in his eyes.

“Hey hey hey.” Song Shuhang squeezed his fists tightly, one long dissipated long head, turned into twenty fists, ready.

Bell Bell ~

White Horse Junior, appeared again on the sand dune.

As before, when he saw Song Shuhang, he paused. Then they looked at each other.

Junior Brother stopped the horse on the side of the sand dune and started practicing boxing in place.

But Song Shuhang did not give him a chance to escape this time.

“Vajra Basic Fist, one! ”

This punch, the song is straight, the punch is like heavy artillery, there is no forward movement, the strength is heavy!

The young man in green shirt saw Song Shuhang jump and smiled slightly.

“White, aren't you angry?” As he deceived himself, he lifted his wrist and gently blocked Song Shuhang's wrist.

Bang ~

Song Shuhang's fist was lightly blocked.

Meanwhile, Junior's other hand raised his palm and printed it on his chest.

“ ”Song Shuhang's mind rushed and forcibly lifted his body to avoid this palm.

Meanwhile, his twenty haired fists are all locked up in Junior Boy, "Basic Vajra Fist Law," Vajra Ambush Demon Fist "," Vajra Divine Punishment Hand Mark ", and" Giant Whale Spraying ", a boxing technique brought to him by the" Thirty-three Beasts Innate Qi Gong "giant whale.

Twenty fists were thrown at the young man in blue.

“Hee-hee, Bai is awesome, but I won't lose to you.” Young man in green shirt smiles happily: “Look at me, the secret... a thousand hands! ”

Junior Brother's hands waved continuously, drawing strange trajectories, and each trajectory of his palm matched the 'number of lives'.

At the next moment, Song Shuhang saw the sea of mastery - the eyes full of young brothers' palms.

It's a despicable full-screen attack skill!

The palms of the sky not only dissolved all Song Shuhang's attacks, but the rest remained undiminished, toward Song Shuhang hard shot.

This is not the realm of a couple of products at all.

The boundaries of two or three products do not hang like this.

You can no longer be a light-hearted enemy. You must treat Junior Boy in Green as an opponent of the same border.

Song Shuhang's wooden body shocked.

“Vajra Basic Fist, Two!” His two fists, his 20 haired fists, all in this second style.

Fist like a meteor, instantly each fist blows out hundreds of fists, fist supersonic speed.

Boom, boom, boom!

Song Shuhang and White Horse Green Shirt Junior Brother, to fight fast, punch each other, constant impact.

Each contact between the two fists creates a terrible atmosphere and thunderous bangs.

In the moment, after thousands of collisions, there was a storm in the desert.

Young man in green shirt is actually no different from Song Shuhang Warfare.

“Hey.” Song Shuhang's eyes lit up.

Fists don't match each other —— but he also has pupils.

“Strong appraisal technique!” Song Shuhang's left eye brightened up. This is a skill that only the world's strongest can immunize. Let's see if the young man in green shirt can immunize.

The strong appraisal technique, once released, is inescapable!

“Hissing ~ ~” Just when Song Shuhang's left eye was bright, a hoof fell from the sky and fell on his back.

One hoof knocked him over the floor.

Song Shuhang: “?? ”

“Oh, it's time. I have to get back.” The young man in blue also stopped.

He leaped, rode to the horse, and walked far away: "White, you look great with long hair. ”