Chapter 469: Lying, wrong person
"What happened?" The seven-year-old Fuzhu owner wondered that he had traded with many good friends in this relationship. More than 20 Taoist friends have been in contact with this bamboo shoot before and after, but no one has reacted like Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang touched his head and said: "This bamboo shoot becomes a big stick and smash me!"
He now feels a little dizzy, with a Venus flying in front of him.
Fengfeng son: "..."
The Seventh Life of the House: "..."
It seems that bamboo shoots and Song Shuhang are not right? When the bamboo shoots are in the face, they will even shoot the yin and song book.
But it is strange.
Ming Songshang Hang Xiaoyou is a good person, and everyone in the group has always had a good evaluation of Song Shuhang. Why do you want to see the bamboo shoots and friends?
Just as the seven-year-old Fuzhu had doubts, suddenly, the little bamboo shoots shook.
Then there is a thought passed to the mind of the seven-year-old Fufu.
The translation of the idea of small bamboo shoots is such a meaning: "Where... I am sorry, I just admit the wrong person."
"Hey?"
"That's what... Sorry, I just missed the wrong person."
The seven-year-old Fufu main mouth twitches.
Wrong person
In other words, when did the awareness of small bamboo shoots become so humanized?
All along, the small bamboo shoots and his communication are intermittent, and it seems that the spirit has just opened.
Even when I agreed to find a master for it, it was a word that didn't make sense, and it took a lot of trouble.
But in the exchange just now, the bamboo shoots have been perfected... and, has it just said that he has mistaken people? I dare to know a lot of ‘people’ before I saw this little bamboo shoot.
Sure enough, I came back with a troublesome thing. The seven-year-old Fufu main smashed the temple.
"Seven-character, help me apologize to the little friend" The voice of the small bamboo shoots continued to come.
The seven-year-old Fuzhu sighed with a deep sigh: "Then, the book is a small friend. Just this bamboo shoot said, I am sorry, he just admitted the wrong person. So, the wrong person."
Song Shuhang pegged to the seventh generation of predecessors: "..."
The owner was embarrassed to be stared at by the book, and he turned to look at the little bamboo shoots.
The old bamboo shoots are embarrassed by the old man.
After a while, the small bamboo shoots shook his body and dropped a bamboo shoot. At the same time, another idea was delivered to the owner.
The seven-year-old Fufu took over the bamboo shoots and handed it to Song Shuhang: "Cough, book a small friend, as an apology, it will give you this bamboo shoot. Don't underestimate this bamboo shoot, it can be at a critical juncture, You are a one-time life!"
Song Shuhang took the bamboo shoot and said: "Well, I will accept his apology."
At this time, the little bamboo shoots of the box ‘砰’ was covered, and it seemed very embarrassing.
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"Cough and cough." The seven generations of the seniors coughed twice, then pointed to the front two boxes, on the Song Shu waterway: "So Song Shuhang Xiaoyou, these two treasures, which one do you prefer? Of course, if If you don't like it, there are so many things in my treasure house that I can pick it casually. I guarantee that the value of the last thing you get is better than the 'Blood Diamond', only high!"
After thinking about it, Song Shuhang pointed to the second box: "Just like this silver dragon."
The copy of the bundled fairy rope, although very good, is not very useful for Song Shuhang at this stage.
With his current equipment, Fubao, and Dan medicine, if you encounter an enemy--the enemy you have played, you can’t use the bundled fairy rope.
It’s useless to use a bundle of fairy ropes. For example, if the other party is a five-pronged emperor, the bundle of fairy ropes will bind the other party for a while. This moment, Song Shuhang could not escape.
So, this is still the silver dragon.
It is not a creature, so it can be loaded into a 'one inch shrink bag'. Take it out when you need it, it suits him.
And more importantly, when Song Shuhang remembers the cave, the ‘black dragon’ also has a certain fighting ability.
"Okay, the transaction is complete!" The seven-year-old Fuzhu owner lifted the big box and handed it to Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang took out the one-inch shrink bag and loaded the big box with the silver dragon.
Transaction complete!
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At this time, the phoenix son said: "Seven-born Fudaoyou, you bundled Xianxian, trade?"
“What do you want to do to kill Fengdao?” asked the owner of Qishengfufu: “If the Taoist friend wants it, he can trade with the equivalent and trade with me.”
"Haha, I have some good things here. What do you need to see if you have a need?" Fengfeng son took out a small bag.
It should look like a one-inch shrink bag.
The seven-year-old Fufu headed over to look at the bag and said with satisfaction: "It's all good, then give me five copies, and the transaction will be completed."
"The deal, the cooperation is pleasant." The phoenix son took out the five blushes from the bag and handed it to the seven-seven-character, then took the bundle of fairy ropes.
Both faces showed a satisfactory color.
Although I know that the two seniors traded very bright things.
But I don't know why, the scenes when the two seniors got together to trade, always let Song Shuhang think of the trading scene of "selling a small yellow dish".
"The transaction is completed, let's go. There will be a 'monk trade conference' in a while, maybe you can pick up some good things." The seven-seven-character main road, then he seems to think of something again, on the Song Shu waterway: "Book Hang Xiaoyou, you have to keep up with the white predecessors. If the white predecessors feel that something is very good, you have to remember. If you have the opportunity to go and sweep those things, make sure it is a good thing!"
Song Shuhang smiled and smiled. There were three pieces of Lingshi in his pocket. After the Jiuzhou No. 1 group brushed the Gorefiend, the White Lord sent him a consolation prize.
Three pieces of Lingshi, can you buy something at the ‘Monk Trade Conference’?
The seven-year-old Fufu master and the Fengfeng son, Yu Jian, took off and left with Song Shuhang.
The three left the turtle shell and flew to the ground.
On the way back, Song Shuhang suddenly felt cold all over the body...
"Again."
Are ghosts still playing snowmen in the Arctic and penguins?
How cold it is I play mud in the northeast.
Pooh!
After you go out, you have to go to the ghosts.
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At this time, at the corner of the Indigenous Island.
A commercial vehicle is being surrounded by several indigenous groups.
In the car, the two disciples of the Chu family smiled and glared at the temple. They were sent to the island by the white predecessor. Then, it was immediately surrounded by the indigenous people who were responsible for the 'watching whistle' on several islands.
With the strength of two Chu disciples, dealing with these indigenous peoples is also a matter of hand. But they know that these indigenous people are covered by a predecessor. They are really bad for these indigenous people.
Fortunately, the indigenous people did not mean to use force.
These indigenous people just surrounded the car, and then a very interested look, carefully reached out and touched the car, and then bowed and talked.
The two Chu disciples smiled bitterly, and now they only waited for the white predecessor to come, or the predecessor who covered the island appeared.
"Yeah" At this moment, a painful cry came from behind the business car.
Was the tall man woke up?
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Sima Jiang licked his head, and he remembered that his courier car suddenly lost control, and then rolled over, and then he fainted?
What is going on now?
Sima Jiang opened his eyes and found himself in a huge business car.
He immediately looked to the side, and then Sima Jiang secretly sighed. That huge courier box is still there.
"Uncle, you are awake." The female Chu disciple turned her head and her eyes were agile, showing a sweet smile.
Her smile is the kind that people can see and dispel their hostility.
"Ah, hello." Sima Jiang touched his head and still had some painful brains: "Are you saving me? Where is this?"
"This question, we also want to know." The Chu female disciple shrugged her shoulders.
"?" Sima Jiang doubts, looking out the window.
Later, he saw several dark primitive people, constantly stroking around the car.
"Where!" Sima Jiang called out.
Where did these primitive people come from? There is absolutely no such human species in China.
Sima Jiang’s voice was not big, but the indigenous ears outside were very good and soon heard his voice.
"This...sir... swearing, wrong!" One of the primitivers stared at Sima Jiang's eyes through the window glass.
Although the words are somewhat unclear, there is nothing wrong with it. It is definitely the Chinese language.
Sima Jiang: "..."
Am I getting it wrong? Or is it the language pronunciation of the savage, some of which are similar to the Chinese language, and then turned into the ‘empty ear’ form in their own ears?
At this time, another indigenous coughed down and waved at Sima Jiang and two Chu disciples in the car. He said, "Cough, son-in-law: There are friends coming from afar, not to be indecent!"
Sima Jiang: "..."
Mommy, it’s really Chinese!
Moreover, is it not ‘不不得’ that a friend has come from afar? What kind of ghost is it not to be indecent?
"Stupid, big roots, you are wrong. You whisper, you have to be beaten by your hand when you are wrong." An indigenous man called on the side.
The indigenous man named ‘big root’ quickly covered his mouth and did not dare to speak.
Sima Jiang smashed his temples, and these indigenous people speak Chinese.
After thinking about it, he looked at the two Chu disciples: "Little brothers, little girls, do we have to get off the bus? These people seem to be able to communicate?"
"Alright." The male disciple nodded.
Although they are only about one product and two strengths, there is no problem in dealing with these indigenous peoples, so they will not be afraid of anything.
"So, I will go down first, you will stay in the car to see the situation first." Sima Jiang said, then he opened the door and kept his vigilance down from the car.
At this time, there is another face and a good point of the indigenous step forward, made a ‘please’ posture: “Zi Zi: Friends please go here!”
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