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The dragon also made this determination so easily.

Dragon balls are generally not borrowed, after all they are quite private.

If Big Song Daoyou can really prove that he has a seven-dollar baby, he can get his dragon balls to help him - it would be an absolute honor for Big Song!

This is the first time the dragon has decided to borrow its own dragon balls.

If it weren't for the face of White Holy, a hundred Big Songs wouldn't have a chance to get their dragon balls here!

However, after listening to Sister Bailong's translation, Song Shuhang did not show a similar expression of ‘happiness’.

He said, “Let's just... let it go. XVI and Sister Bai Long and I know each other, so combining their powers to have a baby is fine. But combining dragon seniors' dragon balls makes me feel weird. After all, we have to combine to have a meta-baby. ”

On the corner of the top of the tap, an arc snapped and a beautiful electric flower blew up.

It really wants to cut off Big Song's brain and see what this guy's brain loop is made of, which pisses off the dragon.

Sister Bailong, the translator, sighed long after the translation was finished.

She reached out her little paws again, and a brain crash flew out the skull bullet that Song Shuhang had just glued back to.

“Stop skinning and get to work. Light up your seven golden dans and don't grind them, or I'll blow your brains out.” Sister Bai Long's gentle voice then rang.

Su Shi A Xiaoxiao ran over and picked up Song Shuhang's head.

“Sister White Dragon, you've bounced off my head.” Song Shuhang sighed: “The threat can actually be put in front of the hand, really. ”

A XVI smiled and stuck his head back together with his toes up.

The dragon in the sky is in a joyful mood - every time Junior Song's head is bounced off, it feels good from the corner to the end.

White seniors on the side, gently tap their chins with the tip of the pen to reveal a thoughtful color.

Song Shuhang, Shenlong, Sister Bai Long and AXVI formed a ‘special circulation chain' in front of them.

Song Shuhang is in charge of leather, Divine Dragon is in charge of annoyance, Sister Bai Long is in charge of punishment, A XVI is in charge of sticking Book Hang back, Divine Dragon is in charge of pleasure.

So the dragon is in a cycle of 'annoyance - joy - rejoice - rejoice’.

Unconsciously, it and everyone's fondness have risen in a straight line.

“Perhaps that's what the Mad Knife Three Waves friends are for in the Nine Continents One group?" ”Senior White thought.

By the way, Mitsunami's been in Veterinary Fixing lately, right?

I don't know what he's doing now.

On the side, Sister Bai Long's gentle voice sounded again: "Last warning, stop skinning and I'll peel you! ”

“Uh...” Song Shuhang grabbed his head.

Can't provoke, can't provoke.

So he looked up at the dragon.

The dragon also looked back at him.

“So, seniors, I proved myself as promised.” Song Shu Hangdao.

Well, I'm not too familiar with the dragon seniors right now, but friendship is something that can be made up slowly afterwards. When things are over, add a friend to contact you or something, and use the power of Dragon Ball first.

Also, it's easy to prove that you have seven golden dans.

Song Shuhang's thoughts moved.

Subsequently, a 'serrated knife wheel' appeared beside him.

“Liu Pinzhenjun's wheel of life?” The dragon made a sound, and it saw that Song Shuhang's lifewheel was made up of eight serrated knives.

But this doesn't prove that Song Shuhang has eight Kindans.

“Yes, Lifewheel.” Song Shuhang returned: “A Golden Dan is a lifetime. ”

In the talking room, seven more life cycles constantly emerged from Song Shuhang's side.

The ‘sword wheel' made up of wide swords, the 'page wheel' made up of metal pages, the spherical ‘ball wheel' made up of spiral swords, the 'gear’ stacked with sharp gears, the ‘ring wheel' made up of eight small circles, and finally the distinctive octagonal lifewheel - every corner of this octagonal lifewheel - seem to be linked to cause and effect.

The dragon on the side, staring.

Seven different attributes of life wheel, constantly spinning around Song Shuhang.

As soon as Song Shuhang's mind moves, the Seven Life Wheels can strike the enemy like a storm.

“How did you install seven golden dans in your field?” The dragon feels shocked by his worldview: "Aren't you afraid to burst into death? ”

“Don't be afraid, it's not like it hasn't exploded.” Song Shuhang waved his hand and raised his hand. There was a light and cloudy smell in the pitching room.

Dragon: “…”

“Besides, I don't have all the golden dandelions in my life. My seven little Golden Danes, each situated in seven small Dantians.” Song Shuhang returned.

The dragon immediately found the key point: "What about your destiny, Tanaka? ”

“Well, there's a fat, fast-swimming golden dan, but it's special, and it hasn't condensed the wheel of fate.” Song Shuhang returned.

The dragon's eyebrows wrinkled tightly and his inner doubts were so deep, he couldn't help but ask: "How did you do that? ”

Though it knows it shouldn't ask itself that question.

This cultivation thing, which can be described as something of extreme privacy, may be the base card of a monk.

Asking about this practice of privacy is as rude as asking people directly what big pants fork they're wearing today.

But it's really curious.

Curiosity not only kills cats, it kills dragons.

“If I say, I practice, they come out, can you believe it?” Song Shuhang replied particularly honestly.

“A ghost!” The dragon opens its mouth to Song Shuhang, which is a dragon ball.

A dragon ball with a fantastic aesthetic, pasted on Song Shuhang's face, and directly flew his head again.

Song Shuhang: “…”

Look, this is life.

When the skin falls off the head.

Also lose your head when not skinned.

Even when honest, you still have to lose your head.

You have to lose your head everywhere!

That's how honest people are, losing money everywhere.

But this time.

Song Shuhang's head...

After all, there was no landing.

Sioux XVI on the side, seems to be ready.

In the moment of the dragon ball's face.

She crossed one step and came behind Song Shuhang. She flew up quickly and jumped gently. Her hands pushed Song Shuhang's head back like a volleyball.

Little 16 is getting adorable.

“Beautiful.” Sister Bai Long praised Ah XVI.

“Full score.” Senior White nodded in peace.

The dragon in the sky is another wave of joy.

Though his head didn't fall off, it was also a pleasure to see Big Song Daoyou's head hit as a ball.

Song Shuhang reached out and pointed his head straight, "So sometimes the truth is not believed. ”

“Well, that's true.” Senior Bai testified for Song Shuhang: “In the case of Qi Jindan, Shuhang is indeed dead, Qi Jindan came out. ”

“Aren't you practicing?” The dragon asked back.

“A meaning.” Senior Bai came to Song Shuhang to show him his hand.

Song Shuhang stretched out his right hand in confusion.

The next moment, Senior White opened his mouth and he threw up a dragon ball.

Song Shuhang: “!!! ”

Spitting Dragon Balls is a skill that Senior White knows?