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“What do you want from me this time?” The three-eyed teenager never returned, lazy replied.

Hegemony: “???? ”

So unwary, this is not the three-eyed junior I know!

In Big Song's cognition, three-eyed teenager has always been more and more brave, no matter how many times he loses, next time he will cheer up with the confidence of victory.

But the three-eyed senior teenager in front of him, like being replaced... has no ambition.

“Three Eyed Senior, what's wrong with you?” Hegemony asked cautiously.

“Don't worry, sir, he's just my uncle ~” Eyeball butler comes out with tea for good and good? At the same time hand over the fairy tea.

Senior three-eyed teenager: “…”

“Uncle?” Hegemony stunned.

Nine Unseen Rulers and such a setup?

“Don't be embarrassed. Speak up. What treasure do you want from me this time?” The three-eyed teenager turned around on the beach and looked to hegemony.

“Senpai, why aren't you fighting a little bit?” Ba? Ask.

The three-eyed teenager looked up to the heavens: “Even those who are willing to fight will not survive you for a month I am a wool! ”

“Even if I lost before, I had decades, even centuries, to adjust my mind for thousands of years. For so long, even if I lost the last time, my mind could adjust. ”

“But you? You report every other month on time. And this time, you won't even give me a month! ”

“How can you make me fight? ”

He had an embarrassing look on his good face —— which he had no idea.

Stronger people also need time to lick their wounds.

Body 34181; wool 34181; is too diligent and fast.

“But, Senpai, think back, this is the last time we and Senpai have gambled. After this bet, you can say goodbye to us. Would you be happier if you thought about it?” Hegemony is considerate and persuasive from another angle.

“Huh? That seems to make a lot of sense.” The three-eyed teenager sat up from the beach.

Almost forgot, this is his last bet with Big Song!

After the ceremony, Big Song wants another 34181; his wool, no chance.

“Moreover, this time the main body did not come, we are split and should be different from the main body.” Hegemony is also a reminder.

Senior three-eyed teenager patted the sand on his pants and stood up.

In the sky, the sun began to shine.

The eyeball butler looked up at the dazzling sunshine - too bright to be friendly to it. As an Eyeball Monster, its body needs a lot of moisture. Too bright sunlight evaporates its body's moisture value.

Sure enough, Master Zaza's swollen mind, let him break his mood!

“Master, this is also your last chance to beat Song Daoyou... once you lose, the promise between you and Song Bing is unbeatable. And in the future, you'll never have a chance to change that record again.” The eyeball butler was a good reminder.

Senior three-eyed teenager: “!!! ”

Originally bright sunshine, slightly converged.

“Cough, what do you guys want this time?” The three-eyed teenager coughed softly and asked.

Eugene Song Daoyou's urine, must have wanted to get something from him before coming to him at the top.

Think of him as a treasure collection library.

“The body has recently been studying a topic that integrates the 'eyes of a Confucian saint into the immortal fat whale Golden Dan’.” Hegemony makes a sound.

Autobots? "In the course of our research, we encountered some technical difficulties. Someone needs technical support on ‘Eye Beads'... and Senior Three Eyes You are the most deeply researched senior in the world of heaven. So we would like to ask you to help with the research on this project. ”

"This is the goal of our gambling, don't you agree? ”

“The eyes of a Confucian saint?” Three Eyed Juvenile seniors heard about this place and suddenly a little heartbeat.

Is this about inviting him to study The Eye of the Saint?

No, this proposal poked his heart out.

In the eyes of the Confucian saint, Big Song will definitely not use it as a bet and will not be able to be collected by him.

So he wanted to get in deep contact with these eyes, and it seemed like there was only one way to "assist in research."

Such a wonderful eye of a saint, since it cannot be collected, it would be wonderful to touch and study it.

So... should I deliberately drain water in this game and lose to Big Song's three dead bodies?

Three-eyed teenager's heart was twisted.

[Besides, why should this be the target of a gambling appointment? With our friendship, this little thing, can you just invite me? Why do you have to do this?

In the face of the 'eyes of a Confucian saint', the seniors of the three-eyed teenager quietly raised the friendship value between themselves and Big Song by a great deal, roughly five or six times the original appearance, and the friendship value exploded.

“Cough, okay, I promised you this bet.” The three-eyed teenager replied, “What about your bet? ”

“If you bet, you're still a living Demon Emperor, okay?” Autobots? pointing to the Demon Emperor • Bad.

Senior three-eyed teenager: “…”

It feels so relaxed.

But in the face of the 'eyes of a Confucian saint'.

“OK.” Nodded the three-eyed teenager.

Demon Emperor • Bad: “…”

It always felt like at that moment he had received a disgusting smell from the trigeminal lord.

His cousin, the Demon Emperor, can't even qualify for a bet?

It's so sad.

“Senior, how do we play this game?” Hegemony asked.

“What are you good at?” The three-eyed teenager asked directly - his heart had decided to release the water, so he thought about going straight through the process.

“Am I good? Well, I'm a good corpse of the body, just like the body has great merit, and I've inherited as much of the body's 'good’ as I can. So I'm pretty good at kung fu, holy light, good people, good deeds.” Hegemony replied honestly.

Senior three-eyed teenager once again revealed a repugnant divine colour.

I wanted to compare what they were good at to what they were good at, but when I heard about the projects, Senior Three Eyes took the idea away.

Is he better than to gather the holy light and the power of merit?

Boo!

“What are you good at?” Three Eyed Juvenile seniors looked at Jusong's ego.

Autobots?: "I'm good at making people remember me. ”

“What's your name?” The three-eyed teenager asked.

Self dead: “Super body. ”

“That's a pretty good memory.” "Big Ben,“ said the three-eyed teenager. ”

Self-dead: “…”

He is now the best person in the world to understand the drunken fishmongers of the Nine Continental Groups One.

“Decided, this time, let's compare it to ‘memory'.” Senior three-eyed teenager proposed.