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The Numen are inherently capable of instantaneous millions of miles. One thought goes by and they can go thousands of miles away. So in theory, the upper limit of the 'maximum speed’ that the Numen can withstand should be high.

But at this time, Song Shuhang's Yuan God reached the limit of the speed he could bear. His great oppression made his Yuan God seem like he was going to break.

More importantly, the ‘seat belt' he said before he was young, he didn't find it at all - the car didn't fasten its seat belt, it didn't feel safe at all.

Where's the seat belt? Senior Bai, where is the seat belt ~] Song Shuhang's Numen began to tremble, and at the same time, this reaction was perfectly fed back to his flesh.

Song Shuhang, who was‘ crucified 'and stayed on the tip of a giant tree, began to shake steadily with his legs at a frequency of 25 Hz.

“Senior Song looks like he's about to break down.” Souzi Black-skinned Yu.

Chukou's main idiot Mao slightly moved, agreeing: “His brain temperature suddenly increased by about twenty degrees, and it looks like his mind is experiencing something very exciting. ”

“I think he wants to pee in the toilet?” Stone Tablet Tablet Friendly Road.

Making Fairy heard the rumor, crooked his head and looked at Song Shuhang's trembling legs. His face was thoughtful.

“Projecting God into the 'hijacking of the Immortal Vacancy’ at the time of the Eight Pints, there is also an opportunity to entrust the Numen to the Vacancy... well deserved by White Holy.” True pavilion master Mao exclaimed, recalling her spicy years of promotion, and recalling Song Shuhang's upgrading experience, suddenly she didn't want to talk.

“White to hang.” Cultivate Fairy Road.

“Make fairies, when you are unconscious, you have to speak humanly.” Monument Taoist warned - because no one here can translate to the fairy except for Book Sailing.

Making Fairy sweet smile, no answer.

She jumped gently, jumped out of Song Shuhang's side, and then ran to Skylark Fairy.

Then, in the bewildered eyes, the fairy reaches out and gently lifts the single corner of the lark, bringing his head closer together to watch.

“What's a fairy for?” Sooko Blackskin asked out loud.

Either the fairy is a fairy, or the action is harassment.

White Bone Fairy Ji speculated: "Did Book Voyage say that this Skylark Fairy is the master of Confucian saints? Could the fairy be interested in her? ”

The fairy is a disciple of Confucian saints. Should she be interested in her master's guide on the road?

In the talking room, the fairy turned around and sighed: “Big ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

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White Bone Fairy Ji: “...”

Soft black feather subconscious shrinks back, she fears that the fairy will also have to see her ‘big’.

The fairy blinked and retightened the blanket sheet on the lark. After thinking about it, she returned to Song Shuhang and reached out to take off Shuhang's shirt.

"What are you doing, fairy? ”

Senior Song is leaving!

“Ya ~ Ya ~ Ya ~ Ya ~” The fairy echoed what no one could understand except the book voyage, then she grabbed the book voyage shirt and went back to the lark, reaching carefully to put the shirt on the body of the lark quilt.

[So it's for the sake of the lark.] The Divine Society of Hearts and Hearts.

[But there are clothes in Senior Song's space apparatus, why take off the clothes from Senior Song?] Soft black feathers stare at the fairy in doubt.

Whoo-hoo!

At the top of the giant tree, the cold wind blows through, blowing the leaves and making a natural sound of delight.

Song Shuhang's body trembled faster in the cold wind, rising from 25 Hz to 28 Hz, and this frequency is steadily rising. The higher the wind, the higher the frequency of jitter, in absolute proportions.

Opposite, after the fairy put on the lark's top, she turned her head and shifted her gaze towards Song Shuhang's trembling legs - the pants on Song Shuhang's body, to be precise.

After sensing the eyes of the fairy.

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Taoist Stone: “…”

“Wait, make a fairy, please leave a pair of pants for Senior Song.” Sooko Blackhide hurried to stop the noise.

Forget the shirt. If Song Shuhang's pants are also stripped off, it would be too serious to walk away. It is very likely that you need to type in Holy Light, which is really inappropriate.

The fairy nodded with regret.

She then turned back to Song Shuhang and, like a dive, only revealed her head.

“No.” Potential Song Shuhang on the back of the fabrication fairy, suddenly opens with a bentonal tunnel.

Sooko Blackhide questioned: “What's not there? ”

“What do you want from a lark?” Master Chu asked at the same time.

“Mmm.” The fairy blended most of her face into Song Shuhang's back, revealing only her eyes, full of loss in both eyes.

If Song Shuhang becomes liquid at this time, it is estimated that the Forged Fairy will also learn Master Chu Gang to blow a bubble.

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The other side.

Song Shuhangyuan God, who has no seatbelt to fasten, can only bite the teeth off, support the ‘body’ that is about to break, courageously move forward.

Faster and faster, even the surrounding time seems to have to pause.

Song Shuhang's phobia condition +1, +1, +1.

Just as he felt his Numen were dying... suddenly there was a cool force coming from behind him and blending into him.

It was the power of the world tree, bearing the power of the rules of the dream world, added oil to Song Shuhang in the speed, giving him the final impetus.

Song Shuhang felt his Yuanjin speed improve again, reaching a critical point.

Wow.

In his eyes, the world began to compress.

Originally 3D, the world was suddenly crushed to a thin paper state. The concept of height is beginning to disappear and exists only in width and length in his world...

Even his mind began to be flattened, just as his mind began to be restricted.

Song Shuhang's heart moved: “Is this robbing the Immortal Vacancy? ”

At this time the Numen entered this flattened world, obviously completely different from the normal world.

Song Shuhang tried to diffuse his mind.

In the past, when the consciousness spreads, it expands directly like a sphere, and the entire space, above and below the sky, is covered in the consciousness.

And now, when his mind expands, it's just like a planar circle.

Robbing the Immortal Void is a two-dimensional world?

“I always felt that it would be very suitable for Sister Bai Long to live here. Sister Bai Long is flattening up, and one day she will become a two-dimensional creature too.” Song Shuhang was just thinking about Su Shi A XVI, then suddenly thinking about Sister Bai Long on A XVI's neck, then this weird thought jumped into his mind and couldn't wave.

“What about Senior White? Seven Shu, Spiritual Butterfly, Skylark Seniors, where?” Song Shuhang made every effort to diffuse his scope of consciousness and search.