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Wow.

The next moment, in the world behind the wooden gate, the sky suddenly changed dramatically.

Originally sunny skies seamlessly docked with torrential rainy weather are unprotected.

Song Shuhang had a bit of a B number in his mind, and even his mind was almost ready for the sky to change - but the storm came too intense, and Song Shuhang couldn't even hold on to the shield, so he was drained by the storm.

Normally, Song Shuhang's esteemed strength will not wet even standing in a storm. But heavy rainfall in the three-eyed juvenile world is not normal raindrops.

Even the third eye seniors themselves were drenched as poets, let alone Song Shuhang.

The only one safe and sound is the eyeball butler.

By the time Song Shuhang showed up, he had pulled out a steel umbrella, silently supporting it —— steel umbrella, rain and hail protection, and one umbrella was more useful. There's nothing wrong with it, except it sinks a little.

Outside the wooden gate, the fat man jumped onto the highest level of the 'Cash Throne' and came outside the wooden door.

Though the ‘eyes’ were not simulated on the fat man's sphere at this time, the three-eyed teenager could still feel the ‘eyes’ of the fat ball against him.

As an 'eyeball collector', he has a very sharp eye and is absolutely right.

The two brothers, looking out the door, silent and motionless.

Half a mile later.

Third Eye Senior turned his head and silently looked at Song Shuhang Third Eye.

Song Shu sailed calmly and looked back without panic - only the storm wet his face, making him look a little lukewarm, giving him a slight discount on the calm and calm at this time.

[I still underestimate you, Junior Song.] Three Eyed Juvenile Hidden Audio Channel.

At this time, instead of using "propaganda into secrecy", fat balls naturally don't want to hear his communication with Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang erased the rain water on his face, and the voice echoed: [You are too proud, but... to bring this‘ gambling capital 'back, the younger generation also took some thought.

Three-eyed teenager: "…”

Which eye did you see me complimenting you?

Besides... betting on your unborn sister? Don't think that if I live in this world, the news will be closed - this ball is the ‘Nine Ghosts' of contemporary heavenly ways, okay? What kind of stake is this?

‘Sure enough, Senior Three-Eyed recognized the identity of Fat Big Man [Nine Phantoms Dominant].’ Song Shuhang immediately guessed the answer when he saw Senior San-eyed looking at himself with the eyes of a 'fraudster'.

So he opened the door and went into the mountain preaching: [Come on, Senior Three Eyes. My bet is Nine Phantoms dominates Fat Big Man's split trumpet. With it, seniors, you might be able to figure out the 'split up to wander around the world' technique. Not only that, but this fat man is also hiding a powerful 'dragon-type charm’ instrument inside his small body, which is a precious piece in front of the Third Day Taoist Path.

[Nice bet.] Senior three-eyed fingers pinched deep fingerprints on the armrest of the lounge chair.

The storm in the sky came harder.

Senior Sanmei's mood seems to have changed a little worse - his mood change is really too good to guess, better than Song Shuhang's 'Face Reading'.

“Your stakes are acceptable to me.” The three eyes of the three-eyed teenager stared at Song Shuhang at the same time, and then he added, "But since it's your gambling capital, you have to at least bring it into the world. If I can't even get in the door, I won't admit it.

Song Shuhang turned to look at the fat man.

Only at this time Fat Big Man Xiao was like a demon, dying 'staring’ at a three-eyed teenager... even his swearing to pinch Little Book Sailing was temporarily ignored.

But after half a day, it didn't mean to go into the wooden door.

A long time later, the fat man used a metallic voice and sank: “Nine Ghosts. ”

For a long time, the fat man thought that the former Nine Phantoms of the Nine Phantoms World had disappeared with the retreat of Heavenly Ways. Only the White Ghost occupies the pit and doesn't shit. Heavenly Path has run away, but the White Ghost still occupies the position of ‘Nine Ghosts' in the Nine Ghosts World, forcibly dividing its own power.

But it didn't occur to me that here today, it discovered another Nine Phantoms Ruler.

Looks like the other party is still alive and jumping and living well.

This feeling, it's so entrenched.

But at the same time, let the fat man move.

In addition to remaining in the ‘Nine Ghosts World' as nail heads of households like White Ghosts, there are nine Ghosts who have left the 'Nine Ghosts World’ and the light is shrinking in the present world.

Song Shuhang nodded silently looking at the 'three-eyed teenager’.

“Before you, please add a prefix… I have been out of office for many years.” Senior Three-Eyed is impotent. The storm in the sky began to soak up some small ice seeds.

“For a long time, I thought that when Heavenly Way disappeared, the Nine Phantoms would disappear with one of them.” Big fat man slows down.

“Yes, it is.” Senior Three-Eyed pointed to himself: “I'm just special. ”

Song Shuhang nodded silently beside him - he really didn't hide it, like Senior Three Eyes such a special Nine Ghosts, he also knew the two.

The Nine Unseen Rulers looked at each other again.

The scene was again trapped in a quiet atmosphere of death, very embarrassing.

“Big fat man.” Song Shuhang's voice broke this silence.

Previously, while the two bosses were communicating, he quietly came to the side of the three-eyed juvenile seniors and stood within the protection circle of the three-eyed seniors.

Fat ball's ‘gaze’ shifted to Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang mustered courage and asked: "Will this be my holiday next year? ”

“Let you go today… you can't hide out here if you can.” Fat Big Man Small Cold Channel.

Come on, the ball spins around and seems to be leaving the 'Cash Throne’.

“I can't believe you didn't come in.” Song Shuhang whispered.

“Do you think the ball master is insane? If he's not insane, why does he come in?” Three Eyed Senior's three eyes looked at Song Shuhang simultaneously - one of his big 'Senior Nine Ghosts' sat in town in this small world.

And the Nine Phantoms Master is just a ‘split' coming, even with his belly button eyes, and he knows that this‘ little world ’will definitely not be able to enter.

Once in, it becomes the fish on the caseboard, slaughtered.

“I'm just a little sorry... if you just hid your identity a little while ago, maybe Fatty will come in.” Song Shuhang said, suddenly shooting himself in the face: “No, I think too much of course. ”

Think too beautifully, it's the common disease of humans.

Sometimes, though, knowing it was a 'take it for granted' thing, I still expect it to happen.

“There's nothing I can do… I didn't want to use it.” Song Shuhang got up and came to the wooden door.

It's time for a show.