Chapter 334: Sally, your head?
"Since it is Song Shuhang's little friend, maybe he can struggle to live a few more episodes?" Huangshan Zhenjun pinched his chin and muttered to himself. ?? After all, Book Air Xiaoyou and the Taoist who used to greet Bai Zun are somewhat different.
"Hey, that kid, I bet he lived a maximum of two episodes!" In the side of Huangshan Zhenjun, a six-winged back, looks as beautiful as an angel, and his body is covered by the ‘light of the glory, and his mouth rises, disdain.
This figure is the ‘白鹤真君’ that is very open in the West.
Baihe Zhenjun is the blood of the beasts left by the ancients. From the time they come out of the egg, regardless of gender, regardless of yin and yang. Only when their families find true love in their lives, and set a special contract similar to the marriage contract with true love, will the corresponding gender be evolved according to the gender of the lover.
True love is a man, and a family can become a sister. True love is a sister, they can become a man.
This is a true love-free race, love across genders and across races - to be honest, it's not easy for them to inherit the race to the present.
Remarks: Although Baihe Zhenjun has already found the object of his favorite, he has not yet set a special contract for marriage with his favorite goal. Now he is still in a state of gender.
Huangshan Zhenjun smiled and did not refute Baihe Zhenjun.
Bai Hezhen is brushing his tablet, which shows the interface of 'Jiuzhou No.1 Group'. It came from the West, and after hearing that the White Supreme had joined the Jiuzhou No.1 group, it was cheeky and the face of the dead skin made Huangshan Zhenjun add him to the group.
Baihe Zhenjun’s id in the group is ‘I am a little white crane on the edge of the sky.’ This seems to be a story id.
At this time, he was carefully saving the [White Predecessor Pack] to his tablet, and then using a software to export each image and save it to a document.
Then, Baihe Zhenjun looked satisfied and repeated, over and over, watching the photos of nearly sixty white lords in this folder. Every time you look at a photo, you will show a happy expression.
"Awesome. This is heaven." Baihe Zhenjun muttered.
When Huangshan Zhenjun saw this situation, he had a goosebump on his arm. Sometimes he felt that the brain powder was terrible, because you don’t know if the brain powder would hang your photo on the wall and face you every day. The photo is meant to be kinky.
"Cough. Baihe, you rushed to me here, just to add a group?" Huangshan Zhenjun asked, if you really want to add a group, remotely call. Or it can be a thousand miles of voice.
"Of course, it’s not just to add a group." Bai Hezhen is a serious man: "I came here mainly to inform the white predecessors about the results of the last incident."
"The last thing? Oh, it was the flight teacher Li Xihua's incident? Is there any change?" Huangshan Zhenjun remembered the flight instructor.
"Not only the incident of Li Xihua's faculty, but also the problem of the space station in the universe. The change is not too big, I have basically handled it properly." Bai Hezhenjun said with a sigh of relief: "The problem of Li Xihua's faculty is easy to solve. TV, but as long as another cosmicist Anthony returns smoothly, I can use the media and official words to erase the influence of Li Xihua's faculty. Let the Western people think that the appearance of Li Xihua's faculty is only with us. A cooperation. After all, after Li Xihua’s faculty members were brought back by you. How about?”
Huangshan Zhenjun shrugged his shoulders: "I am preparing to advance, and I don't have time to care about this Li Xihua faculty member. According to the news from Zhou Li, at that time, Bai Zun also gave Li Xihua a memory cleaning operation. He sent it back to the flight training base. Later, I sent people to pay attention to him, and try to let Li Xihua's teachers return to the lives of ordinary people... There should be no big problems."
The fact that he sent to take care of Li Xihua's members is a skill to deal with trouble, and Zhou is a level. Every time there is a new friend in the group who has caused trouble, it is all the subordinates to solve it. For example, when a friend of the road left the customs, he destroyed more than a dozen cars called 'cars'. . It is this subordinate that is perfectly handled.
"That would be good... This Li Xihua faculty's memory, too many times to clean up in a short period of time, may affect his brain. I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse, see his own creation. In addition, I have recently been They were all dealing with the big hole in the space station, and they finally blocked the big hole. Two things are perfectly solved, I am going to report it to the white predecessors." Baihe Zhenjun clenched his fist.
Time and time again, he mentioned that he would report this matter to the white predecessor. It seems to be cheering for himself?
Huangshan Zhenjun secretly turned a blind eye - he understood it. The white crane is trying to find an excuse to approach the white lord, but he does not dare to approach the white lord, so he is entangled and contradictory.
This guy must be beaten away. Otherwise, it will definitely stay in your own house to trouble yourself.
"Go!" So Huangshan Zhenjun looked serious at the white crane and said: "Just report the passing of the matter. Come on, you can do this!"
Baihe Zhenjun is delighted to see Huangshan Zhenjun: "Do you think so?"
"Of course, this thing you deal with very well, maybe you can get the white deity to praise." Huangshan Zhenjun patted the shoulder of Baihe Zhenjun hard - the deaf is the temper!
Sure enough, send him to the White Sovereign. Otherwise, this guy stayed in his cave to add to him, how can he advance to peace of mind?
"That... then I went to find the white predecessors!" The wings of the White Crane Supreme were excited and slightly trembled.
Huangshan Zhenjun once again patted the shoulder of the white crane: "Go, you will succeed."
So, Baihe Zhenjun put away the tablet computer, flapping his wings, and flew away from the Dongfu of Huangshan Zhenjun.
Huangshan Zhenjun secretly sighed. ?
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On the other side, on the East China Sea island
Bai Zun has not yet got chat software. He is now deploying some traps in the vicinity of the island. These arrays are mainly used to prevent the enemy from using it.
After all, the goal is the disciple of the original ‘Thirty-three beasts. There are still three pounds of nails in the rotten ship. Maybe the disciples of the original 33rd beasts have the same things as the magical fuses used to escape? The white lord is going to have all the people who have arrived in a while, and one does not want to let go.
On the island, the Emperor of the Bronze is on the island with a stone base, a mysterious look, and Song Shuhang can't understand what he wants to do.
So, the boring Song Shuhang took the peas and the little monk. I went to see the girl in Chu.
After the paste of the ointment, the Chu Chu girl has once again fallen into a deep sleep... Her face is much better, not as suddenly as she used to show a painful look. It seems that the effect of the ointment's ointment is really a good one. It is awesome.
Since the Chu Chu girl is sleeping, Song Shuhang does not bother.
"Let's go. Peas, small fruit, let's try to get a house, look like, maybe we have to live on this island tonight." Song Shuhang out.
The white sage's secret to the ‘Thirty-three beasts is a must. And the group of people in the wolf still don't know when they will come. Maybe the other party can arrive tomorrow?
In short, first try to get a place to live, he does not want to use the ground as a bed, overnight for the day.
The little monk asked: "You will build a house with your book, brother?"
"No..." Song Shuhang shrugged his shoulders.
Jingba Beanie smiled coldly: "You are too wasteful! Look at me!"
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five minutes later.
Jingba Beans perfectly covers a delicate - puppies nest. Then, it shrinks in size and fits comfortably into the kennel.
"I have seen it. If you leave home, you must learn to build a stunt. You must learn to cover a nest. This is also good for sheltering the wind and rain, not afraid of the wind and the sun. How about. Do you want to drill in and try it, although it is small, But it was covered with hay, very comfortable." Beans shrink in the kennel, a serious look.
Song Shuhang: "..."
Peas, you come out, I promise not to kill you!
At this time, the bronze sorcerer took the cart, far and near. It seems that his road has already been blocked.
After the bronze sorcerer approached, he asked in a voice: "Book Air Xiaoyou. Why?"
Song Shuhang explained: "We are thinking about whether we want to get a place to live. Maybe we have to stay on the island tonight."
The gongs of the gongs of the gongs squeezed the chin: "It turns out that if it is the place to live, maybe I can offer you a few good things."
Said. He turned and squatted on his board.
Soon, the singer took out a few big tents: "Come, let's use it together. This tent is large after opening, and there is an inflatable bed inside, enough to comfortably stay overnight."
"Predecessors. You are a charcoal in the snow, great, I appreciate it!" Song Shuhang gave a thumbs up - saying that this habit of moving his thumbs up from where? He didn't have this habit before, did he learn from the mysterious island?
In addition, the appearance of the bronze sorcerer, dressed up, plus this car... I always feel that his current dress is not like a slap in the face, but rather like a hawker selling along the street!
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With the help of the bronze sorcerer, Song Shuhang and the young monk quickly set up four large tents.
As for Peas, well, it has kennels. Really not, it can also squeeze a tent with a little monk.
After setting up the tent, Song Shuhang casually asked: "Is the white predecessor still setting up the array?"
"It has already been laid out. Now the white predecessors seem to be taking a break, waiting for the other person to come to the door. You also have a good rest, I will go to the island to see if I can play two wild game." Road.
"The trouble is a senior." Song Shuhang touched his stomach, just a little hungry. Although I remember to bring the Gudan when I went out, when I was hungry, I still feel more satisfied when I eat something.
Come on the island, it is definitely a warm sent to the countryside!
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The gongs and sorcerers went to play wild game, and the little monk and the peas played on the side.
When Song Shuhang got into his tent, he suddenly thought of one thing - he lost his memory after he came out of the mysterious island. So, what about the onion on the stone of Enlightenment?
The lynx is now a plant form, will she still keep the memory?
After thinking of this possibility, he immediately found out the Tao.
"Green onion, do you still have memories of the mysterious island... Hey? Green onion, green onion, are you swollen horses?!" When Song Shuhang touched the road, he was so young that it was so easy to grow. The buds were smashed by the onions.
Now, she only left half of the small shoots, it looks very pitiful.
The onion on the Wudao stone was put on the half of the stalk, and it seemed to wake up from the slumber. After a long while, she had a painful 呻*吟: "It hurts."
"Hey, you can talk about the green onion. Saying, what is going on here, who killed your onions? And, the memory of the mysterious island, do you have memories of the mysterious island?" Song Shuhang Asked nervously.
"Mysterious Island?" The green mother's body twisted and then wondered: "Where is that? Is there something delicious on it?"
Song Shuhang: "..."
Sure enough, I can't have an illusion about this stupid onion - this stupid onion can't be relied on from start to finish!
And her tender onion, will not be picked up for cooking, right?
The half of the green onion was placed in the middle of the body for a long time, and it seems to suddenly react: "It hurts, where is my onion? Is it evil, Song Shuhang, have you taken my onion to eat?"
Song Shuhang: "..."
He would like to know, what is the nerve reflex arc of this onion, which is too long? He wondered if he was telling a joke with the lynx, and it took half an hour before the other party could react.
"The onion should not be picked up by me. I just asked you where the onion is going!" Song Shuhang reluctantly - he is not very sure, because the memory on the mysterious island is lost, maybe it is his mysterious island. It’s not necessary to eat the onion and eat it...because his mouth suddenly opened. It was only before I went to the mysterious island that I just opened my ear.
If there is no chance, even if there is sufficient support from the blood and blood, it will take a year and a half to succeed. You must know that the simplest heart has to build a foundation for a hundred days.
The green lady twisted her body and wondered: "Strange, why don't I have any memory?"
It seems that silly is also lost in memory.
Song Shuhang sighed and put the green onion back into his pocket.
When I put back the lynx, suddenly, his hand touched his pocket and seemed to have a small paper bag.
Then, Song Shuhang took out the small paper bag and looked a bit like a paper bag used to pack small pills in the hospital. It should also be a harvest on the mysterious island. He has no impression of this paper bag.
So, he was curious to open it.
There is nothing in the paper bag, only a small piece of green onion sprouts sprouts.
Song Shuhang: "..."
Wouldn't it be that I fell on the mysterious island? (To be continued.)
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