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Song Shuhang's new skill posture completely exceeded Master Chu's expectations.

She totally underestimated Song Shuhang's ability to die right now - when this guy fights now, he can still use his head to attack?

So she didn't react at once.

Next moment.

Three-metre long truffle master, like a sharp blade, relentlessly penetrates the shadow of the demon - and this means of attack, like a despicable spring knife, when the blade is about to reach the enemy, the blade pops and the enemy cannot escape.

A drop of blood and a long hair of the long-lived have the power to chop the sea and burn the river.

And Lord Chu's hair is in the ‘Grown-up' category, because her long hair is in itself a means of attack and is even more lethal.

“Hey, eat my hair!” Song Shuhang attacked while dubbing himself.

His head rolled fast in the void, dancing 'Shake Your Head'.

Song Shuhang didn't learn to really shake his head... but he knew a secret.

If you can't shake your head, write with your head in void. Write complex fonts with your head as your pen.

It says, "Shake your head and come out."

It's that simple.

After several complex texts had been written, the 'demonic shadow' in the void had been cut to pieces and hung to pieces of slag. In the atmosphere of Lord Chukou, the demonic shadow of the Nine Phantoms was completely annihilated.

This is the power of the grown-up hair. Once it is used, it becomes desperate - knowing it is death - but unable to resist the determination to use it the next time.

Song Shuhang stopped his head handsome.

As he shook his head, Lord Chu's stubborn hair lost his spiritual support, softened down and dumped behind his head: “It is your honor to die under the stubborn hair of the Everlasting Life. ”

So confident with a soft float.

Song Shuhang was deliberately pronounced with a steady voice. He couldn't learn more than the voice of the Demon Emperor, so he pressed the line —— just don't let anyone recognize his voice.

“I can't keep watching.” Soft plums in black leather cover their faces with their hands.

“I feel fine.” Sister Bai Long said steadily: “This technique, while seemingly ridiculous, is actually very practical. First, when someone thinks this is a head hammer attack, it hides the stubborn hair that is the body of the attack. Besides, this useless stubborn hair can only be exhausted if it is used in this way. ”

Speaking of which, Sister Bailong slowed down.

'Cause she can't blow any more.

We need to strangle our brains and think about new words and try to blow a few more sentences.

Without Sister White Dragon's admiration, the air suddenly calmed down.

Song Shuhang maintained that ‘head shake’ position.

He knows that the next…… is to bear the consequences from Lord Chu.

Yoshiko Yu once said that we are all adults. If we make our own reasons, we must be prepared to swallow the fruit ourselves.

Song Shuhang also lacks such awareness - provided that the degree of ‘death’ must be controlled.

“Ha-ha-ha.” Lord Chu's stubborn fur smiled a little: "[It is an honor to die under the stubborn fur of the everlasting. I like that phrase. ”

Master Chu is not angry and still agrees?

Song Shuhangton was relieved: “Haha, Chu seniors, you feel the same way. I've thought about this line for a long time. After calling it out, it was unexpected. ”

“Well, maybe you'd be honored.” Lord Chu said calmly.

“Ha?” Song Shuhang screamed: “Wait, Chu seniors... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Lord Chu's stubborn hair, wrapped around his neck, tightened.

The power of grown-up hair, even one, is enough to cut the ocean!

At the moment when his neck was strangled, Song Shuhang seemed to see his grandfather driving Hexi back, smiling at him.

Die, die, die.

“Do you want to record this as well?” Sister Bai Long asked with due diligence.

Song Shuhang's wooden body waved his hands forcefully - strangled, this section strangled.

He's very sorry now.

Why did he grow his neck so early?

If his neck is still broken now, Lord Chu's strangulation will not threaten him!

“Any last words?” Lord Chu's voice rang in his ear.

Yes… I want to live another 500 years.

Of course, Song Shuhang will only think about it in his heart. He will never say it. He doesn't want to die any more. What if Chukou really strangles him?

Precious chances of resurrection cannot be consumed in the foolishness of death.

“No last words?” Lord Chu's long hair began to tighten.

Song Shuhang must be taught a lesson this time, at least let him taste the smell of suffocation.

“Cough.” Song Shuhang is having a rough time: “Senior Chu, are you a little happy now? ”

“What?” asked the Lord Chu.

“Senior Chu has been feeling very depressed since entering the 'Gale Sanctuary Mountain'. So I wanted to make you happy.” Song Shuhang said: “It looks like you've got a lot of spirit now. ”

“Me, depressed?” Master Chu was stunned.

When did this happen? How come I don't know when I've been depressed?

……

Song Shuhang wanted to make her spiritual, so she used her stupid hair to stab the shadow, to create the scene in front of her, to change her mood?

Sometimes die.

But sometimes, all of a sudden, it makes people want to cry.

You don't even know he's just dying, or using it as a way of dying, to hide his care.

This pattern…

The master of Chukou strangled Song Shuhang's neck and slowly opened it.

A little touched.

Because she couldn't help but think of the same guy, Song, who died.

Song Shuhang finally relieved when he felt the silly fur loosening around his neck.

[My mother's is so smart that I could come up with such a life-saving solution.] Song Shuhang deeply ordered a compliment for himself.

In addition, Song Shuhang tried to maintain a ‘painful’ look in order to prevent his‘ straight face 'from being read by his predecessors.

A serious or faceless book is not suitable for him.

Only a 'painful' look is the most suitable disguise for him.

Sister Bai Long beside her, the same contemplative expression, silent.

Sooko Blackskin winked.

Although she didn't read her face, she knew Senior Song was absolutely bullshit.

“Book voyage.” Su Shi A XVI gently pointed to the tablet: “What should we do with this tablet? ”

“Put it away first.” Song Shuhang rubbed his neck.

The feeling of suffocation just now, he didn't want to taste it again for a short time, but he needed time to adapt.

Song Shuhang came to the stone tablet.

His long hair turned into palms and he followed the technique taught by white predecessor two, ready to put away the 'stone tablet’.

However, when his long-haired palm pressed against the tablet and tried to get it into his body like a normal treasure, the tablet began to resist.

It refused to enter Song Shuhang's body.

Song Shuhang was slightly stunned.

A moment later, he turned his head and looked at the wooden body.

Though he has been using the 'trick’, the pinch seal has always been a wooden body.