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Therefore, unless it is a blow, Song Shuhang will be completely defeated, otherwise he will have a myocardial infarction if he fights with him.

"Although overall, you have a defensive knives. But in the end, the amazing knife has brought you back the dignity of the sword. Yes, you have a good knife." White Zun commented.

Song Shuhang laughed and smacked the armor of his body.

"How do these three Krakens deal with them?" The White Lord put down the three Krakens.

"Well, they are quite interesting, just let them go this time." Song Shudao.

At the beginning, the expressions of the three sea monsters will gently beat him, especially the serpent of the bloodline, who also said that he would sing "scream" with him.

So in the face of these three sea monsters, Song Shuhang really can't get down.

I don't know why, it is a good thing to have Song Songhang let them go, but the three sea monsters have a subtle frustration.

"Right, you three, turn around with your boss. I said that it is really clear between me and the fish. I am only a friend with her. And my aesthetic is standard. Human aesthetics are really different from your sea people." Song Shudao.

“Does Mr. Shuhang think that the mermaid is not beautiful?” asked the Seymour Banshee.

"That depends on what kind of mermaid, the fish head, how do I sprout?" Song Shuhang spit.

"But, the fishy lady will be promoted. Her mother is a mermaid, very beautiful. After the fish is very young, it must not be weaker than her mother." Not satisfied.

Song Shuhang: "..."

What do you mean by three? Is it not very good between me and the fish?

"Well, even if the fish is delicate, it will become very beautiful. But that is also the future thing, right?" Song Shudao said: "Returning 10,000 steps, the fish's delicate aesthetic is also different from me. I used to listen to the fish Jiaojiao, her aesthetic is a paternal, for her... handsome man must first have a hard dragon or a small horn, the dragon's arc should be forty-five The degree is slightly curved, preferably between three forks and five forks. So, that is to say, between me and the fish, which is human, is completely devoid of gambling. Got?"

The three sea monsters widened their eyes, and then they silently recalled the appearance of their own family.

Well, no corners.

That is to say, Mr. Wu of his own family has no play, and does not conform to the aesthetics of Miss Jiao Jiaojiao.

Poor Mr. Wu, still in a secret crush, has not come and officially confessed to the fish, Miss Jiao, it is already destined to fall in love.

"It seems that you understand. Then the misunderstanding between us is solved, and the troubles are communicated to your boss. Don't be jealous and troublesome in the future." Song Shuhang has a long-term heart.

The three seamen nodded silently.

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When Song Shuhang introduced the fishy and delicate aesthetics to the three Krakens, Bai Zun with Ye Si came to the gravel in the gravel area that was smashed by Song Shuhang.

The white lord looked at the big pit and looked at the dignified expression.

"What are the problems with the white predecessors, the book's knives?" Ye Si asked in a loud voice.

"No, it doesn't matter with Song Shuhang." The white lord stretched out his fingers and poked at various positions in the pothole.

"What are you doing?" Ye Si asked again.

"Well, I smell the breath of the treasure." Bai Zun said.

The breath of treasure?

Is it that the lucky attributes of the White Supreme are to be launched?

It’s not good. If the lucky attributes of the white predecessors are launched, then there will be disasters.

The fortunes of the white predecessors have always been the type of [rich and dangerous]. The catastrophe of the catastrophe can be shared from the white predecessors to the rich. If you can't support it, you have to go to the pharmacist's predecessor to book a bed; or go to the fishy cemetery to set up a vip burial chamber.

The pharmacist predecessor is very busy now, and it is not a good time to book a bed at him.

Thinking of this, Ye Si’s wit back, quietly away from the white lord.

"Ye Si, what are you doing?" Bai Zun turned his head curiously, looking at Ye Si, who was gradually regressing.

"That, white predecessor. I feel a little tired, so I am going to go back to Song Shuhang to rest." Ye Siyi is right.

"What are you worried about?" Bai Zun said: "This treasure should be exactly the same as Song Shuhang. It has nothing to do with me, so you don't have to worry about danger. I can at most cope with Song Shuhang. Treasures have nothing to do with myself."

I thought about it, and I felt that the white predecessors said it was very reasonable.

This pit was written by Song Shuhang. If there is a baby in it, it should be counted on the luck of Song Shuhang. The White Supreme is at most an accomplice, with the help of digging out the baby.

"Come and help me a little. After a while, I use the sword to attack this point on the left. You use the knife to attack the right side. I feel that this will blow up the baby." Bai Zun said.

Ye Si: "..."

"Then, white predecessors. I won't know what to do." Ye Sidao: "I learned swords."

"Hey, are you going to be swordsmanship? I thought that the ghosts who stayed with Song Shuhang would definitely be 'swordsmanship'." Bai Zun said: "In this case, you can only find a knife." Come over and help. It can't be the defensive knives of Song Shuhang."

"White predecessors, if you want to attack the type of knife, Song Shuhang's merits and golden light will be." Ye Si out of the channel.

White Zun: "啥???"

Gongde Jinguang will cut the knife?

Although Song Shuhang’s merits and golden light have been eccentric since the beginning of the game. However, Gongde Jinguang has learned all the tools, and this is too much.

"Before the forbidden land, Gongde Jinguang just realized the knife. I went to the book's merits Jinguang @#%x fairy." Ye Sizhen smiled and turned to run to Song Shuhang.

After a while, Ye Si came with @#%x.

The beauty of the meritorious snake is attached to Ye Si’s body, just like the one attached to Song Shuhang. However, if you look closely, you can see that when @#%x fairy is attached to Ye Si, his eyes become brighter. Even the facial expressions have a little more temperature, unlike the ones attached to the book.

"Can you control the merits of Book Air's merits and accurately?" asked Bai Zun.

"I feel no problem." Ye Sidao.

"That's good." The white lord took out the meteor sword and drew an 'x' on the ground. He said, "Then you control the merits of the book and the golden light is standing here, and then you will face the x." Shoot, just take it together."

"Understand." Ye Sidao.

"Prepare..." The white lord holds the meteor sword, and the sword has a faint sword.

Ye Si gave the meritorious snake beauty @#%x the order, @#%x right hand, a knives formed by the overbearing sword appeared in her hands.

The white lord looked at the knife in the hands of the beauty of the snake, and the look of interest in his eyes.

"Hands!" Bai Zun said.

In the next moment, the beauty of the meritorious snake waved the overbearing sword and slammed the place where the ‘x’ was drawn on the ground.

The white lord has always cooperated with the meritorious snake beauty, maintaining the same rhythm speed as her. When she smashed the knife to the ground, the white lord also pierced the faint swordsmanship into the ground.

"It is!" Bai Zun is satisfied.

"White predecessors, is there any treasure below?" Ye Si asked.

"I don't know, after all, I haven't dug it out. But before, when Song Shuhang pulled out a knife here, I sensed something in the ground and was attracted by Song Shuhang. It was definitely a treasure, it was me. I noticed it." Bai Zun said.

Talking...

Rumble

Suddenly there was a flame-like energy bursting out of the pothole, and the explosion was extremely sudden!

"It's the gas of the cellar!" shouted the white lord. He flew back and shook his hand at Ye Si's position.

Ye Si’s body was carried with softness and flew out of the hole.

However, Ye Sifei went out, but the beauty of the meritorious snake did not come out. It was left in the pothole.

The flame-like gas of the mantle sprang out and drowned the body of the meritorious snake.

The beauty of the meritorious snakes squinted at the head and did not seem to be affected by the suffocation of the earth.

But after a while, she seemed to suddenly think of something.

Then she suddenly fell in the pothole, rolled over the floor, and then screamed: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The miserable screams are the voice of men.

"Isn't this the scream of Song Shuhang?" asked Bai Zun.

"Yeah." Ye Si mouth twitched.

After the screaming, the tail of the meritorious snake beauty twitched, and then her head slammed, [dead].

“Is this counted?” White Zun’s curiosity looked at Ye Si.

"How do you say this, maybe... @#%xFairy new awakening hobby." Ye Sidao.

"Pretend to die?" asked the white lord.

Ye Si nodded.

Not only is it dead, but also the screams of Song Shuhang’s personal voice before the death, which is a hobby of @#%xFairy.

Song Shuhang in the distance also twitched in the corner of his mouth, and his heart wanted to die. He now regrets that he has taught the meritorious snake beauty to be "pretending to die." No one has thought that the beauty of the meritorious snake is so easy to be bad.

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"Is this gas of the earth a treasure?" asked Ye Si.

"Of course not, the gas of the cellar can be used to make alchemy, but it is not a precious treasure. Well, it can be collected, and it can be added to the pharmacist's 'big red envelope'." White Zun said.

After all, he took out a small box and smashed a French seal. The flames of the cellar that were continuously ejected from the ground were all collected into small boxes.

After the flame of the mantle was absorbed, the beauty of the meritorious snake was still pretending to be dead.

The white lord jumped into the pothole again: "Is she okay?"

"It's all right." Ye Sidao, @#%x Fairy is a golden light, even if it is completely broken, it can be resurrected in Song Shuhang. Song Shuhang is not dead, she will not die.

At this time, the white lord groped for a moment in the pothole and smiled: "It turned out to be this thing. Book Air, your way of crossing the robbery, has fallen."

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