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Leave Chu Chu and the puppet fairy in Beixue Xianqi's 'Abyss Palace’, Song Shuhang set out to go to Jiangnan University City position.

It's too early.

Song Shuhang did not have a defensive instrument to fly. After attaching a simple illusion of hidden form to his body, he slowly advanced in high altitude and stepped on the cloud with his realm strength.

At each step, the black lotus blossoms appear in advance, where he will step next.

Hairless leeks are feminized into shapes, sitting on his shoulders and shaking his legs gently.

“Finally came out of the Abyss Cabinet alive.” Lady Onion's fine voice.

In the Abyss Palace, when faced with Don Xuexian Ji, she was like faced with natural enemies, she didn't even dare speak out. From beginning to end, she tried to suppress her presence, always feeling that if she spoke louder, she would be caught by Xuexian Jie.

Song Shuhang smiled slightly.

In the short term, don't think Xuexianqi won't have the idea of a leek mama - she bought a bunch of leeks out of Song Shu's sailors for a while, enough for a while.

“How's your fear of heights?” The onion woman suddenly asked.

“…” Song Shuhang sighed: “Don't ruin the atmosphere. ”

He strolled slowly in the clouds, creating a powerful atmosphere that was suddenly destroyed by the onions.

“Besides, as long as it's not going fast, I'll be fine.” Song Shuhang Midway.

Now he, even if he looks down in the clouds, doesn't have to worry - after all, with his seven dignified realms + the body of the three quenching divine guardians, even if he smashes the wounded will only be Mother Earth, not him.

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Cayenne Pavilion and Jiangnan University City are not far away.

This is the perfect distance that Snow Fairy has repeatedly calculated —— that is, not too close, not too far away. Song Shuhang arrived quickly over Jiangnan University City even without a defensive weapon.

At this point, young students rush to the morning class.

The entrances to the University City are crowded with crowds.

Song Shuhang looked down at this scene… there was a feeling of familiarity and strangeness in his heart.

Experiences can grow.

Whether it grows upwards or distorted, it always changes.

“It's not too long before I feel like I'm out of school.” Song Shuhang exclaimed.

"'Because your mental age is already an old man,' replied Lady Onion with a needle. ”

Honestly... from the time she occupied ‘Enlightenment Dao Shi’ and was captured by Song Shuhang, she knows what Song Shuhang's experience has been.

Someone else to accept Song Shuhang's experience, I'm afraid the psychology has already collapsed.

Few people died and died. They were pinched over and over again. After enduring the world's top pain over and over again, they could still jump like Song Shuhang.

Just because it's a little irritating, Onion is also trying to practice recently, seriously ask your seniors for knowledge...

“Bullshit. My mental age is up to forty.” Song Shuhang rebutted.

He then realized that he had swept through the woods not far from the boys' dormitory and locked the Willow Demon's light dance position.

As he was about to land, the phone rang.

Song Shuhang took out his phone.

“Be careful not to fall from the sky. At this height, if the phone drops and hits someone, it will kill them.” The onion lady warned.

Song Shuhang: “…”

Generally speaking, there shouldn't be such careless people in the monks, right?

The call came from Senior Feng.

“Why did Senior Feng call me so early?” Song Shuhang connected the call.

“Hello, Book Sailing. On Earth?” Prince Feng's voice rang out.

Song Shuhang laughed: “Yes, just returned to Jiangnan District. What's up, Senior? ”

“Somehow, when you call me Senior, I suddenly want to hit someone.” Prince Feng replied.

Song Shuhang: “…”

Have a good chat, Senpai Feng.

How am I supposed to answer this?

“I heard you raised a bunch of spiritual beasts and warcraft, so I'm going to buy you something to make you some pocket money.” Prince Feng continued.

“Senior Feng, do you know that I have been sacrificed even the broken stone?” Song Shuhang's heart actually shows an emotional emotion. Killing Senior Phoenix is a worm in his stomach.

""? ”

Spirit stones have been sacrificed. Song Shuhang has reached such a tragic point?

“Senior, what are you buying?” Song Shuhang laughed.

“Buy hair, all kinds of spiritual beast hair, warcraft hair, as long as it's soft, I want it.” Death to Prince Phoenix.

Song Shuhang: “…”

“How come there's no sound?” Bad signal? ”Master Feng wondered.

Song Shuhang sighed in awe: "Beast hair, all sacrificed. Why don't you give me some time? ”

A few months later, the new beast hair will grow again.

If it really doesn't work... he'll see if he can improve "Hair Increase" and change this spell to one that can be applied to spiritual beasts?

“How long?” Prince Xuanfeng questioned.

Song Shuhang: “Two or three months? ”

“Goodbye.” Prince Feng did not hesitate to hang up the phone.

Song Shuhang grabbed the phone and looked up at the sky.

Then he reached out and grabbed his inch head - wondering if Senior Phoenix Killed would accept ‘Song Xuan Sheng Long Hair'?

The softness is absolutely no worse than the fur of a spiritual beast.

At the same time, he opened his phone notebook and recorded [Improved ‘Hair Increaser Surgery’].

Even if it can't be used on a spiritual beast... but if it improves, it might be surprising to use it on the enemy.

A ‘mutation surgery' went down, and the other party's hair rose wildly, instantly turning into a fur ball.

It feels quite tacky.

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In the woods.

Willow demon dance senses the spiritual power swept by ‘Xuansheng Song'.

I was going to get up and buy breakfast for my roommate, so I stopped and stayed and waited for Big Song.

Song Shuhang landed lightly next to her and asked: "Light dance, what has happened in the school lately? ”

Lightly dancing the branches, she then briefly recounted her recent experience in disguise as Song Shuhang.

“Thank you.” Song Shuhang took out a loaded ‘living spring' spring water and gave it to Liu Xin.

There's nothing to give, but some core world specialties.

“In addition, Seijun Bisong, there seems to be some variation in the dirt in the school.” After the light dance took over the spring, I thought about bringing it up again.

“Mutation? This floor?” Song Shuhang frowned and immediately remembered those delusions outside the Abyss.

“Well, it tastes like crap.” Dance gently with the branches.

Song Shuhang reached out and pressed on the ground.

His consciousness penetrates into the ground and extends down.

Indeed, in the depths of the land, there are smells similar to those left by the delusions outside the 'Abyss'.

But that ‘delusion’ may have sensed the presence of a willow demon dancing above, long ago avoiding disappearing.