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What a ghost!

Isn't that the line of the Confucian saint from my nightmare yesterday?

“Sister White Dragon, hit me hard!” Song Shuhang turned his head and said to Sister Bailong - he wondered if he had unwittingly fallen into some illusion and was having nightmares.

“What? You finally got sick?” Sister Bai Long asked.

Song Shuhangdao: “I suspect I am having a nightmare right now. Try to hit me, but don't hit too hard...”

“I'm afraid I can't help it.” Sister Bai Long waved her little paws and answered Song Shuhang, while still not forgetting her job as a translator and reader.

“I'll do it.” Senior Bai said, he pointed to Song Shuhang's head and played it gently.

Bang ~ ~

A Hung Zhong Dalu's voice exploded, Song Shuhang's head was bounced out and hit the dragon.

“Go!” The dragon claw grabbed Song Shuhang's head in a rush - this White Saint made such a horrible move? We agreed to do it gently, don't hit too hard, and the song finger bounced off Song Daoyou's head?

“Pain, pain.” Song Shuhang magically danced, one bunch of which clustered into his palms and rubbed his forehead.

This pain of flesh and blood, from the real feedback of the flesh and body, all told Song Shuhang that he was not having nightmares, this is the real world - for the master of pain Song Shuhang, the pain of the flesh and body, the pain of the soul, the pain of the spirit and the pain of the dream are different, he can easily distinguish.

Sister Bailong very professionally translated Song Shuhang's screaming voice to the Divine Dragon.

The dragon looked at Xuansheng Song in his claws and opened his mouth without knowing what to say.

At this time, Song Shuhang's 20 hair arms, open to the left and right, like two wings, fanned up —— then he clapped his arm wings, flew back to his wooden body and planted his head back.

This mess almost flashed back into the dragon's waist.

“Senior Dragon... do you know the Confucian saint?” Song Shuhang asked.

If this is not a nightmare, then he suspects that there is an affair between the dragon and the Confucian saint.

“Ancient saints, who don't know, who don't? We also had an elder sitting in town in the veterinary cultivation world. She went to this world to challenge Confucian saints and was beaten back.” The Dragon Slow Trail.

As it spoke, it fell into memory, and the tone filled with a murky smell. This presence, which spans thousands of years, creates such an aura once it is remembered.

It's the smell of years.

Sister Bai Long on the opposite side of Song Shuhang, the head of the Chukou lord stupidity, and Kung De Snake beauty + the fairy of creation. Again, surviving from ancient times to the present, these people have absolutely no taste of age.

Lord Chu was a little better when he was in Bishui Pavilion. Even though it's lazy, it still gives you the feeling of being a beauty loser. There will be a rhyme of history. But since ‘Bishui Pavilion’ was inherited by True Pavilion Master Two, she has relinquished the burden, and now even the scrap beauty side is hard to see.

“Senior Dragon, don't you have a personal relationship with the Confucian saint?” Song Shuhang added.

The dragon shook his head and replied: "My existence is quite special and I have always lived in this holy mountain trial world. Confucian saints have not been here, nor have I been contacted. ”

“What did you just say about 'Yuan Baby Is Pregnant'?” Song Shuhang asked.

“I watched Song Daoyou in your realm, in six pints, congealed the wheel of life, impact the bottleneck of 'Ten Heavens Behind the Wheel'. Depending on your situation, within a hundred years, you will be able to congeal Yuan Baby and strike the Seven Kingdoms.” The dragon lowered his head and went deep and uncertain.

Sister Bai Long gave a slight meal: “…"

After thinking about it, she translated the original language to Song Shuhang.

“Uh... um, um, yeah.” Song Shuhang nodded - nothing wrong, within a hundred years he will indeed gather Yuan Baby and hit the Seven Grades Realm, which he has always had confidence in.

After all, Senior White TWO helped him fill the Kowloon pattern. If even seven honored people cannot be promoted under such qualifications, it would be too embarrassing for Senior White TWO.

“Ten heavens behind the wheel, then heavenly lotus, and finally lotus kaihua baby. This is the path of a normal monk. Among them, the step of 'Heavenly Lotus' is the period of warmth, the most time consumed. You understand that, don't you?” The dragon slows down.

Song Shuhang nodded.

This step of Heavenly Lotus is to accumulate energy and condense Yuan Baby for the warm nurturing period of ‘condense Yuan Baby’. Warm season is the work of water grinding, most of all grinding people.

Even Six Pin Zhenjun spent a thousand years on this step. There are some real monks with little life, even stuck in this realm, hard to live and grind to death.

Shenlong's highly unpredictable determination that Song Shuhang's centuries-old internalized baby has identified Song Shuhang as a super genius, with solid roots, will hopefully grind up the 'Heavenly Lotus’ phase within 100 years, and give birth to Yuan Baby.

“Normally, even if you are more talented than Song Daoyou, this water grinding realm will still take a lot of time to grind and nourish. But now that you have the cooperation of the Dragon, and the full version of Dragon Power of the Holy Monkey, the way your Yuan Baby was born, without so much trouble, can be made smoother and faster by the way of 'Pregnancy’.” The dragon smiles a little: “This way of conceiving and having a baby will allow you to hit the Yuan Baby Realm, minus at least 50 years of painstaking repair. I can make sure you have a baby in 50 years! ”

Birth of a Yuan Baby in 50 years? Song Shuhang grabbed the head, which should be a more attractive solution.

“What does Dragonfly need us to do?” Senior White asked directly. He was interested in the way the dragon described how to reduce the warming period of the 'Heavenly Lotus' and give birth to a meta-baby.

“Good question.” The dragon smiled slightly: “Since you didn't intend to work long hours, would you like to hire me a temporary worker? When the work is done, as a reward, I'll tell you how to combine with this White Dragon Fairy or some other real dragon, and I can guide you along the way. ”

“Temporary workers?” Song Shuhang's mouth twitched.

Senior White asked, “What are temporary workers doing? Want to hone those players for you? ”

“Yeah, that's it.” The Dragon laughed: “Are you going to do it? ”

Song Shuwang to Senior White.

Senior Bai nodded: “I feel... the Trial Officer will be fun. Besides, if you meet XVI, you can give her some water. ”

Senior White is so smart.

But is it really okay to say something like draining water in such a bright and upright way?

“This temp job, I take it.” Song Shuhang looked up to the dragon lane.

Song is going to be a probation officer today.