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This gourd finally got to know!

The seniors of the three-eyed teenager are very pleased...

After watching the three corpses of Big Song answer one question after the other, the three-eyed teenager nodded silently and secretly put back his packet of premium cement and a sealed barrel.

At the same time, his newspaper's voice became more conscious and no longer a cold line of emotion.

The answer is good and smooth, and the story of the three-eyed teenager is so peaceful and natural.

The flying eye butler in the sky gave a satisfying smile - even in the sky, it still followed the progress of the gambling.

Hegemony is so authentic to hang up, three-eyed juvenile seniors quietly mimicked the water, the two sides to match.

Merit!

One look at each other, hearts connected!

Then time flies...

Hegemony lost the bet so smoothly.

The eyeball butler floating in the sky looked up at the beginning of the dark weather, closing his eyes and acting as a hydrogen balloon that could not be perceived.

Three-eyed teenager slowly pulled out a pipe from his storage space, snapped ~ a sip, spit out a thick white cigarette, covering himself with kindness.

He hasn't smoked the leaves in this pipe in a long time...

Three Eyes Senior has quit smoking for tens of thousands of years.

But now, if he doesn't take a sip, he feels like he can't hold back his broken inner state.

Isn't it obvious that I drained the water?

Isn't it strong enough that you're hanging up?

Is the title still too difficult?

Why did you lose?

Are you right about me?

Senior three-eyed teenager bowed his head and looked to hegemony.

Across the street, dancing mechanically… or slowing down hundreds of times.

He's like a robot running out of batteries, slow and rigid.

The hegemony at this time seems to want to reach out.

But just a ‘reach out' motion, the heart is tired to look at, like a 'thousand times slower surgery', trembled for half a day, like a slow lens image, raised a little.

He opened his mouth and seemed to want to talk… but his mouth had been open for half a day and no sound had come.

Senior three-eyed teenager smoked a cigarette leaf and pressed his own lungs to explode.

The hegemony in front of us, not only the movement, the sound, even the speed of thinking, is weakened to the extreme!

This weakening actually affects the tricorpse of the longevity!

Perhaps the whole world is accelerating in the eyes of hegemony!

And this situation of hegemony appeared precisely when he and the three-eyed teenager acquiesced to each other and answered almost 20 questions correctly in one breath...

Minutes from now, the three eyed teenagers and the two of them will be able to complete this gambling ceremony without announcing, and hegemony will win the last Battle of the Cash Throne and enter into a situation of good, good and good for all.

But at such a critical moment, there was a problem with the rate of time flowing through the hegemony.

At first, the three-eyed teenager had not yet noticed.

So he asked the question… but 30 seconds later, hegemony did not answer.

If the answer is not answered for more than thirty seconds, it is deemed a waiver.

Under the restrictions of the gambling ceremony, the senior three-eyed teenager has to continue to report the next question.

At the same time, the senior three-eyed teenager also noticed something wrong.

But the rules of the gambling ceremony lay there.

That's it, three-eyed teenager report... wait thirty seconds... hegemony still slowly open mouth, make a ‘a ~' sound, no response... thirty seconds later, three-eyed teenager had to report the next question...

Unconsciously, the fifty questions are over.

Throughout the process, only 19 questions were answered by Big Song.

Challenge failed.

The final game of gambling between the three-eyed teenager and the Big Song eventually ended with the three-eyed teenager winning all.

His confrontation with Big Song was not a total defeat at last.

This is a welcome thing.

But seniors of three-eyed teenagers are now completely unhappy.

He turned his head again and looked to the side with a weak presence, almost overlooked by him on several occasions.

Originally, if there was a problem with hegemony, I really can't make up for it.

But it's not just hegemony, it's even hegemony, and it's slowed down thousands of times.

There was an anxiety in his eyes, and even he was going to send a message to the three-eyed teenager... but his time was stuck in the stage of opening the propaganda spell...

“Three ~ ~" After half a day of old, the hegemonic mouth made another vocabulary sound like a drag.

“Butler, come down.” Three Eyed Juvenile Senior raised his head and said: "Remove my sealed barrel. Today, I will bury both of Jusong's ego bodies in the barrel, fill them with cement, and sink them into the Nine Unseen Seas. ”

The Eyeball Butler slowly drifted out of the air: "Congratulations, sir, on winning the last time! ”

“Congratulations, asshole.” The three-eyed teenager sprayed a white cigarette.

Eyeball housekeeper Marie pulled the spear out of herself and asked: "Sir, what's going on with Big Song? Why is it suddenly influenced by the power of time rules? ”

“Needless to say, he must have drummed something up in that ‘heavenly temporal frontier’, maybe he blew himself up again or something, affecting his tricorpse.” Three Eyed Juvenile Senior said.

Today's Big Song is also a long-lived realm. Apart from the influence of the ‘time secret' arranged by Heavenly Path, the ordinary 'time rule' generally affects only his flesh and body, but cannot limit his thinking.

Moreover, tricorpses are generally affected only if there is a problem with the body.

“I can't believe I've been dragged back by the body. I never thought of that.” The eyeball butler sighed.

At the same time, he looked at the 'Demon Emperor Nightmare' on the ground and revealed a disgusting look: "Master, what do we do with this gambling demon? ”

It's also a trophy won from the Big Song.

“Save it for the next Daoist to inherit the 'Cash Throne' and find a way to lose it.” The three-eyed teenager had a long pipe.

Demon • Nightmare: "…”

My cousin, Demon Emperor, isn't there such a thing?

“Yes, sir.” The eyeball butler started to get busy.

“In other words.” Three Eyed Juvenile Seniors put away the pipe: “Butler, what do you want me to do so that I can't lose my identity, volunteer to help Big Song, study the eyes of Confucian saints? ”

He is the nineteenth master of the Hall of Fame and wants a face.

Now that we've won, it's not good to stick it up to help Big Song.

So, how do we do this so that we don't lose our identity and can participate successfully in projects that study the eyes of saints?

“My lord, it is not good for a dying son to suffer, and you are not fit to take the proud path.” Eyeball housekeeper.

Senior three-eyed teenager: “…”