Chapter 342: Feel good

The pointed dog's paw suddenly pierced into the body, the pain of the cone!

Then there was the huge dog's mouth, the sharp teeth... There was a small piece of wild vegetables between the teeth. ``The dog's teeth bite on oneself, and then chewed a few times... the pain hurts into the heart.

It’s an unforgettable pain! This scene will become a nightmare for Song Shuhang for a long time!

Will you get rabies? With such a hard bite, you will definitely get rabies?

Then... a bang. The golden fish that the young Song Songhang made was swallowed up by Jingba Doudou.

Song Shuhang only felt a black front... The body followed a slippery passage and fell into a terrible bottomless abyss.

Here, is the stomach of Peas?

Peas, I will never forgive you. Even if you cry in front of me, I will not forgive you... Hey, is this stomach acid? It hurts so much that the body is going to melt.

Song Shuhang can't wait to burst into tears, but the golden fish he has turned out seems to have insufficient salt in his body and can't secrete tears.

This is the sadness of tears.

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"The peas predecessors, spit out, ah, the book sergeant spit out!" The little monk took a small short leg, desperately ran to the side of the peas, and picked up the peas.

Then, he carried the back leg of Peas and shook it hard.

"Wait... Wait, I just ate a fish. What are you doing?" Peas was shaken and dizzy... but it didn't dare to slap. The small monk's small body, it is the rhythm of the ‘those’. Therefore, Peas can only let the little monk shake his body.

"That little fish is the book sergeant brother, the white predecessor turned Song brother into a small fish, and asked him to rush to the waterfall to experience the feeling of 'fishing gantry', peas seniors, you will eat the book sergeant Lay it out, it will be late if you don't spit it out. If you digest it, it will be a big deal! When Song Shuhang's brother is about to become your poop, it will be pulled out!" The little monk cried in panic.

[It became pulled out of the stool] This sentence has been passed to the Song Shuhang ear in the stomach of Peas. Song Shuhang headed a glimpse, and at this moment he thought of it. Then I immediately thought of death. If you become a beggar, he would rather die!

"Don't shake, don't shake, let me down, I will spit out the golden fish." Beanie called.

The little monk is busy putting down the beans.

Beans bitterly face, stretched their claws and licked in their mouths...

then……

"Vo!" Peas vomited and vomited, spit out the golden fish that was bruised and covered in blood.

It is said that there is no ivory in the dog's mouth, but it turns out. You can spit out in the dog's mouth... little goldfish!

After spitting out the small fish, it murmured: "No wonder I said how this small fish chews so well, it turned out to be a book."

On the ground, the tail of the golden fish patted gently... It’s not the Song Shuhang’s transformation, the vitality of the bar. If the ordinary fish is bitten by the peas and swallowed into the belly, it is definitely not dead.

Song Shuhang’s golden fish looked at the peas with incomparable resentful eyes...

After being swallowed by the bean, it was spit out again, this process, the end! Health! difficult! forget!

"Book hang brother. Are you okay? Book sergeant brother, you don't want to die!" The little monk held Song Shuhang, nervously shouted. After a few clicks. He turned his head and shouted to the white lord: "White predecessors, come over and see, Song Shuhang master is dying!"

Song Shuhang's weak pendulum swings his mouth, his mouth is a piece of fruit - fruit, let me go into the water, breathing is difficult!

"Don't panic, let me see." Bai Zunren walked quickly to the side of the little monk, and looked up and down the Song Shuhang's injury.

The claw injury caused by the dog's claws, the bite of the dog's teeth and the corrosion of stomach acid are really terrible.

The white lord reached for a ring. It is Song Gehang’s ‘Bronze Ring’. After he became a fish, the items on his body were temporarily collected on the white sage.

White Zunren activates the ring. A cure was applied to Song Shuhang.

The golden fish was bathed in the light of healing, and the injury on his body gradually recovered.

White Supreme is satisfied with the ring: "Okay. It should be done."

The little monk breathed a sigh of relief and asked: "Are you a better book, brother?"

Song Shuhang's weakly twisted tail, his mouth one by one - seniors, fruit, let me go into the water, hurry! No, it won't work... It's going to be ruined.

The tail of the golden fish finally rushed to shoot, and the next moment, Song Shuhang suddenly appeared black.

Song Shuhang, a small goldfish version - death!

The fish mouth is stiff and open, and the soul seems to be floating out of the mouth.

"..." The little monk screamed and shouted: "Not good, white predecessors, Song Shuhang brothers are still hanging!"

Peas: "..."

The white lord squeezed his chin, and the slender fingers poked the gold to the body of the little fish: "Well, it is indeed dead. It seems that I can't save it."

Little monk: "What to do, what should I do?"

"Nothing, don't worry. It's just hanging up, it's okay." White Zun silently looked at Peas: "It's Peas, you have to be mentally prepared. You bite it and you must hate it." I am dead."

Jingba Peas: "..."

Can't you blame it? Who knows that Song Shuhang suddenly became a small goldfish, this thing, you must also be responsible for Bai Zun!

"Be prepared to withstand the anger of Song Shuhang, it is best to think of a beautiful apology now. After a while, before Song Shuhang got angry, he apologized first and foremost. With the character of the book, half of the chances will forgive you. "White Supreme said on the side.

Peas caught the head and apologized?

"Ready, we left." White Zun, he smiled, ‘啪’ hit a ring.

Everyone only feels a flower in front of them.

Waterfalls, water surfaces, and golden fish are all gone

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The next moment, everyone returned to the small island of the East China Sea.

The white lord licked his temples, his face looked a little tired - the illusion of 'real' ability, the magic consumption is greater. In fact, this ability is not a skill that can be used by ‘Seven Spirits’. The white predecessors are more sophisticated in their use of skills and consume a lot of natural energy.

On the edge of the Sayādaw, Peas frowned and thought about the ‘apology of apology’.

The little monk stood in the same place, in his hands, holding Song Shuhang in a coma.

"Bookmaster brother! Great, the book master brother is back!" The little monk quickly put Song Shuhang down, then reached out to explore his breath, then relieved: "Fortunately, okay... Song Shuhang brother is still alive ""

吱 吱, 吱 ~ stunned Song Shuhang forceful molars. I don't know if it is anger? Still frightened?

"Bookmaster brother, wake up, wake up!" The little monk clasped Song Shuhang's cheek hard and picked it up.

Soon, Song Shuhang woke up in confusion.

"Today, I can survive tenaciously." Song Shuhang muttered.

The young monk put his hands together and said with a serious heart: "No, you are a brother of books, but in fact, you have already died once today."

"Dead." Song Shuhang twitched his mouth.

Sharp dog claws, huge dog mouth, sharp dog teeth, terrible dog stomach...

"Doudou!" Song Shuhang snarled - absolutely not forgive it, even biting his body and chewing several times, super pain!

"I'm sorry!" Peas also responded with a huge voice: "I am wrong, book navigation, it is my fault. I should not see the fish, I should not eat before I ask the situation." The golden fish! As a punishment, I will not eat fish for the next month. How about?"

Song Shuhang: "..."

Apologize + punish yourself and you are done. What do you want me to say? You grabbed my lines, Peas!

"Forgive me, book flight!" Peas looked at Song Shuhang with a pitiful look, desperately selling Meng.

Song Shuhang reached out and handed his fist to the head of Peas: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The fists are rotated hard.

Peas first is a glimpse... What is Song Shuhang doing?

Well, Song Shuhang’s strength is a product of Yuelongmen.

Peas are the great demon of cultivation, and the four realms of the peaks, one step is to turn out the realm of the demon to promote the five demon. Song Shuhang’s fist, even if it is the power to make breastfeeding, is just itching for Peas.

But peas are very smart.

When he saw Song Shuhang’s face screaming, he immediately screamed with a scream: “Ah ah ah It’s so painful spare me, I don’t eat fish anymore I’m hurting pain Death me too"

Song Shuhang: "..."

This scream of peas is better than not to call it.

He reluctantly took back the fist on the head of the pea, and sighed in a faint sigh - damn, the fist hurts. The bean head of Peas is so hard!

"Are you mad?" Peas asked with a squint.

"Hey." Song Shuhang sighed heavily, and he felt that he had to smash his internal injuries.

At this time, the white lord said again: "Let's have a good rest..."

"Predecessors still come?" Song Shuhang eyes are a little moist.

"Don't be afraid, tired today, we will continue tomorrow. Today is an accident, I promise that there will be no problem tomorrow." White Zun gave a slight smile.

"Good." Song Shuhang secretly sighed - dragging a day is a day. Tomorrow's death is better than today.

"A good rest, in fact, contact ‘death’ is also a very good experience, which is very helpful for your future solid heart.” Bai Zun patted Song Shuhang’s head gently.

Then, the hand of Bai Zun was touched back and forth on Song Shuhang’s head... Well, it’s a good surprise.

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In the tent.

The girl of Chu Chu woke up again and faintly, and the injuries in her chest and body were not so painful. The squashed chest also showed signs of recovery.

According to the beautiful white brethren, her injury can be restored in about a month.

However, in a month's time, it is certainly impossible to catch up with the battle of the "broken Sendai".

Without her words, it is very difficult for the younger generation of the Chu family to win over the younger generation of the "virtual swordsman".

Who can help her... (to be continued.)

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