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“Give me a minute and I'll be able to fix his bones with the software.” Yoshiko Blackhide is thrilled.

The monk on the ground, who was hit and fell, had a slight twitch: “??? ”

Fix my bones with software?

Am I hearing this wrong?

Or is it some kind of advanced therapeutic device, proprietary software?

“By the way... when I fixed the bone, I whipped him a skin and adjusted the brightness of the bone on the X-ray so that the light in the picture should look softer and not hurt his eyes.” Soyuko Blackskin added.

The flying monk: “!!! ”

This fairy, are you the devil?

“Nice work, Butterfly Song Baihua Huang • Goliath Liu Doufeng. Now you finally look a little demonic.” The Heart Devil's Red Sword exclaimed loudly.

Today's Yoko Blackhide is the most demonic day since it touched.

The crushed monk finally couldn't bear it, his eyes rolled and he passed out.

Heart Demon... Is this my heart demon?

……

……

“So you fainted? This monk has a terrible psychological capacity.” The Heart Demon Red Sword evaluates that even this pain and psychological blow cannot withstand: “Worse than Song Shuhang. ”

Senior Bai, who is opening the door of the 'Dining Car', made a slight pause - he is now the 'Song Shuhang' identity, so should he say a few words to disprove ‘himself'?

At this time, Yoko Kurohide warned: "Senior Song's ability to bear cannot be used as a reference for ordinary monks. After all, one is professional, one is amateur, not one level. ”

Sooko Blackhide Yu had a good point, and there was nothing to say about the white seniors who wanted to rebut a few sentences for 'Song Shuhang’.

"" … "

By the way, is this unconscious monk really not going to rescue you?

Senior White entered the ‘dining car' and pushed out every piece of the fairy dish that Don't Shinji had brought.

Ten compartments, each with only one dish.

“Next time you have to design a smaller dining car for Don't Snow Fairy.” Senior White spoke.

Go ahead, he took out another table and placed the dishes neatly.

However, the Heart Demon Blade shouted and asked: "In other words, what should this monk do? Want to wake him up? ”

“I came to wake him up, and as soon as I pinched the trick, the dining car would turn around and return to the Fairy House of Beyond Xuexian. You put this Taoist friend on the trajectory of the trailer and the trailer will come back and he will wake up.” Senior Bai proposed.

“Good idea!” said Yoko Blackhide. “I moved him to the track. ”

“Cough, cough, cough!” The monk coughed violently and his strong desire for survival brought him back from the coma.

If you don't wake up, he's really dying.

Where does a train wake up the wounded? Are these guys all demons?

Senior White gently patted his hands.

Bang ~

The next moment, the train-type dining train started rumbling, passing by the ‘wounded' and returning to the Xianxian Palace of Beixue.

The wounded monk was stunned with cold sweat.

“Psychological quality is too poor.” The Heart Devil's Red Sword sees a stitched needle and hits the path.

As a qualified demon of the heart, its goal is to break down the hearts of normal monks and give birth to a careful demon in them.

“Tell me, who are you and why are you following me?” Senior White sat steadily at the table.

Kung Fu Snake beauty tied him to a napkin and was responsible for opening the dish box one at a time.

The fairy is responsible for feeding Senior White.

Soyoko Black Leather is responsible for delivering the tea.

White seniors don't even have to move their hands, making fairies, Kung Fu snake beauties, black leathery Yoko and him are perfect, when to eat, when to drink, don't even need an instruction.

“I feel that the future of Book Sailing will definitely be nurtured as a cripple.” Master Chu sighed.

The three fairies, able to defend themselves, sing and dance, grab lines and pose, are now hand-feeding tea.

What is the significance of Song Shuhang's existence?

Or what else does Song Shuhang need?

On the ground... the wounded monk swallowed his saliva.

“Wouldn't you say?” Senior White looked down upon the wounded monk with dignity and his left eye simulated a pungent light.

“Wait... wait, Pan Song seniors have mercy now, no, no, no, no mercy.” The wounded brothers gave a sad expression: “I didn't refuse to say it, nor did I have anything to say. I'm just a regular bulwark, sometimes working part-time as an intelligence officer, making a little extra money. ”

“Someone wants to buy my intel?” Senior White knocked his finger gently on the table and asked: “Who is it? ”

“I do not know the origin of the buyer, who deliberately hides his identity and sometimes communicates the task through an intermediary in a business like this one of trading intelligence. All I have to do is provide your coordinates, Senior Big Song, and you'll get a great amount of spiritual stone.” The wounded monk smiled bitterly: “I was also fascinated by the money before I did anything to follow you. ”

His voice had just fallen, and Lord Chu was stuck in a circle: “You didn't tell the truth! ”

“Fairy wrongdoings, I've told you everything I know. Really!” The wounded monk hurried.

“Read your mind, or extract your memories directly.” The Heart Devil's Red Sword proposed.

At this time, Sooko Blackhide raised his hand: “Seniors, I have a good plan, why don't you let me try it? ”

Senior White glanced at her and nodded: "Okay, we're not running out of time anyway. ”

Souzi Black Leather Feather smiled slightly and walked towards the wounded monk.

When the injured monk saw her approaching herself, her heart beating was forced to accelerate.

He tried to escape.

At this time, however, the hair in the cuff of ‘Xuansheng Song' pointed a little at him, his body was like petrified, unable to move.

After coming to the injured brothers, Yoshiko Blackhide first opened the address book of Senior White's phone and dialed a senior's phone.

“Hey, Senior, how did you remember to call me today? What can I do for you?” There was a cool laugh on the phone.

“It's me, Soko Heart Demon Feather.” Sooko Blackskin continues: “Senpai, do you have any new songs lately, something like" The Seven Kills "? ”

“Yes, of course! I just wrote a new song the other day called" Kill Another Nine Heavens, "and I just finished dubbing it today.” Creating the Pope haha laughed.

“Senior, can you sing me a song?” Sooko Blackhide said nicely.

“No problem… just give me a moment and I'll go get the instrument.” The maker did not hesitate to answer - he was happy to even ignore that the other party was Soko Heart Demon Feather.

A moment later, a prelude to the sound of the violin came out of the phone.

Souzi Black Leather's hands moved quickly, and she took out a long-available headset cable and plugged it into her phone.

Next, attach the earplugs to the tailored wounded monk's ear.

Behind him, the demon's sword stared.

Today's Yoko Black Leather Feather is the devil.