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Seeing Song Shuhang has not given up, even ran to the wooden door, trying to retain the Nine Phantoms master.

The three-eyed teenager leaned on the rocking chair and slowly said: "Little Big Song, you don't have to torment me anymore, even if you mock me any more, it won't come in. As promised, if it doesn't come in, the stakes have to be made. ”

In the sky, it keeps raining.

For some reason, even when Song Shuhang lost his gambling capital, the seniors' mood remained unchanged.

“My Lord, man is gone. No matter how much you miss it, it will never come back to life.” The umbrella eyeball butler softly consoled her, but at the end of the day, it suddenly added: “So please ask my lord to accept the storm, it has been raining too much lately, I feel my rheumatism is about to recur. ”

Senior Three-Eyed: “…”

Which eye did you see me miss my late man?

[Senior Three-Eyed, as long as you can pull Fat Big Man into the small world, make sure the gambling investment is established, right?] Song Shu looked at the fat big man's trumpet who jumped all the way from the 'Cash Throne' and secretly preached the sermon.

“As long as you can.” The three-eyed teenager replied.

Song Shuhang nodded hard.

“Junior Song, you don't want to use you as a bait to lure the Nine Ghosts, do you?” The eyeball butler asked.

In the talking room, the large iron umbrella in his hand tilted slightly towards the position of the three-eyed teenager… a large amount of rain followed the umbrella of the iron umbrella and poured the three-eyed teenager together.

Three-eyed teenager: "…”

“Don't worry, Senior. I'm not going to do something like that.” Song Shuhang assured - the danger level is too high for such things as being a bait.

After all, the fish are too big.

Maybe he just detected half his body and was taken away by a wave of fat fat fat men, all dead.

“The opportunity is not lost, not again. So at this point, I have to bet.” Song Shu's sailors secretly pinched a French seal in case they couldn't prepare.

Then he yelled at the fat man: "Fat man, please stay. ”

Song Shuhang can see that this fat man's body is able to "live in the world" activities, first because it merges the remains of "Heavenly Path Legacy Ball" and second because of the "Dragon Warrior Charm" in his body.

Originating from the legacy of Big Brown's testimony, it is unusual indeed.

If the Dragon Talisman can be pulled out, the fat man's motivation in this world must be greatly discounted.

So... it's worth the fight to keep the fat man's trumpet.

Even if it's a bit risky, it's worth the fight.

……

……

The fat man on the Ladder of the Cash Throne heard Song Shuhang's voice but never returned.

It has decided to ignore Song Xuansheng today.

No matter how exciting or sarcastic they are, it doesn't matter.

It continues to jump down the ladder one step at a time at its own pace - the Fat Big Man trumpet is not simply jumping, it seems to leave a mark in the 'Lost Throne' as it beats.

“Fatty... do you remember the part where you were bitten by a very hung saint back then, in ancient times?” Behind him, Song Shuhang shook up a powerful message.

That's what Fatty cares about!

Unlike other heavenly ways, the ‘separation’ faced by fat fat men is forced and not voluntary. After the first war with the Confucian saints, its‘ existence 'was incomplete, leaving a hidden danger when it was promoted to heaven.

As soon as the topic came out, the fat man who was supposed to jump and jump and turn around.

“You know what?” Big fat man said word for word.

“Actually, I have a huge secret.” Song Shu Hangdao: “Actually, I...”

“You are the reincarnation of Confucian saints!” The fat man suddenly screamed.

Song Shuhang's expression suddenly became obsessive: “???? ”

“I have been watching the Confucianism in this world, and although I am unable to monitor the Confucianism directly now, I have been spying on their intelligence through indirect means. I really didn't expect that Confucian saint you were hiding so deep. In that case, you could have been reborn by secret law and lived another life. You have deceived my way of heaven, and you have deceived the kingdoms of heaven.” Fat Big Man splits up and sinks.

“Wait, fat guy. That's not the secret I'm talking about.” Song Shu Hangdao.

This is not the right script.

What he wants to do is use the hustle to seduce the fat guy.

But he only started his mess and got backed up by the big fat guy.

“You don't have to say anything. As long as you come out of this little world, I will devour you.” Fat Big Man Small Sink.

Song Shuhang; “…”

“Though I decided to pinch you from the beginning, now that I'm pinching you, I'm going to swallow you, and you won't even be left with any slag. This time, you never have a chance to be reincarnated again, Confucian saint.” Fat Big Man Trail.

“I am not a Confucian saint reincarnated.” Song Shuhang quickly calmed down.

“Whether you are or not, the result is the same.” Big fat man slows down.

They're all going to pinch me anyway.

“Even if you choke me to death and devour me, you will not receive information about the ‘being' bitten off by Confucian saints.” Song Shu sailed with a smile.

Fat Big Size's body is stiff.

“Actually, I am not a Confucian saint reincarnated, Fat Ball Big You know best inside. Don't lie to yourself. You can see that I am not the reincarnation of anyone.” Song Shuhang continued.

Chubby Big Siu is silent.

“Want to know about the piece you lost? Do you want to know where that piece of Existence is now?” Song Shuhang Midway.

In his voice, with the devil's temptation.

At least for the fat guy, it's an irresistible temptation —— after all, it's something he's been searching hard for tens of thousands of years.

“Do you know where that thing is?” On the sphere of the fat man, a one-eyed eye appeared, staring dead at Song Shuhang.

“Yes, I know. I know exactly where that thing is.” Song Shuhang nodded.

“I will wait for you outside this‘ throne ’.” Fat Big Man splits up and sinks.

Go ahead, it doesn't go back, it keeps bouncing down.

“No need, fat man. In fact, I can tell you where you lost the ‘thing' right now.” Song Shu sailed calmly without revealing any emotions.

Fat man stunned.

“That thing, far from the sky, close to the eyes.” Song Shuhang pointed to Senior Three Eyes: “There is a rule for the lost-money throne. If you bet with the owner behind the throne, you can win a lot of treasure. And if you lose, you have to pay your wagers with both hands. ”

The fat man's one-eyed eye stared at the three-eyed teenager at once.

“And me, and Senior Three Eyes played two games.” Song Shuhang added.