Chapter 657: The trap attracts guests!
As long as there is enough money to motivate, plus the means for the monks to enhance their energy, and the members of the sacred butterfly sent to the crew of the crew... Imagine how powerful the crew will be by the day the film begins to shoot!
At that time, this crew will be like the same giant fighter, and all the difficulties in the front!
Maybe a few days, you can shoot the movie that Song Shuhang needs!
It’s a pity that the crew can arrive tomorrow... If it can arrive earlier, it’s better to start shooting the movie earlier. ?(
"Can't be anxious." Lingdie Supreme took a sip of tea.
The daughter Yukoko needs to prepare some time for the robbery. For such a long time, it is absolutely enough for the Song Shuhang Xiaoyou movie to be completed.
His lovely daughter would not have to appear on the movie screen as a compensation, and he would personally take his daughter to watch the movie.
In this way... the world-class crew who took pictures on the 'Beoring City's Niutian Mountain' in Songshuhang's hometown, under the temptation of the powerful money offensives of the Monarchs and the various means of the monks, they packed up the equipment on the same day and rushed to the wind. Jiangnan area.
Along with the crew, there was another foreign monk who was mixed into the crew.
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Nine p.m.
Song Shuhang ended today's cultivation. Under the guidance of Bai Zun, he has already mastered the third layer of "Thirty-three Beasts and Qigong Qigong".
Next, I will be proficient in the third layer of the "Thirty-three Beasts and Innate Qigong" exercises, accumulate the true liquid in the sea, and hit the first pulse 'Xinghuimai'.
After bidding farewell to the White Supreme, Song Shuhang returned to his room and prepared to rest for one night.
On the way back to the room, the book voyage passed through the room of Master Xingyun. The room of the master is now brightly lit, and there is an excited debate.
In addition to the voice of Master Yun Yun, there is a voice... It seems to be the voice of his good friend Gao Moumou.
Gao Moumou is not drunk like mud, sleeping in the room? When did you get up and came to the room of Master Yun Yun? Sleepwalking?
Right, Song Shuhang stopped listening at the door for a while, and soon heard that Master Tuyun and Gao Moumou were actually discussing the story of the movie.
It seems that Gao Moumou and the master are very happy.
This movie story, Gao Moumou has been fully involved.
congratulations.
Song Shuhang did not bother his friends and masters, quietly left, and went back to his room to rest.
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In the early morning of August 11, the night was quiet.
Only in the room of Master Yun Yun, you can hear the voice of Gao Moumou and the master. The two have not rested yet, and they are all full of energy. It seems that they are going tonight all night.
Song Shuhang struggled to climb from the bed, frowning, and a bitter smile.
It’s not that Gao’s discussion was noisy to him.
Song Shuhang is now completely unable to sleep, and the mental power of the eyebrows has become more and more silver. This is a symbol of the spiritual strength from the three products to the promotion of the four spirits.
Song Shuhang’s physique, which is not easy to improve, still cannot withstand the enormous spiritual power. When the mental power beats at intervals, it will be like a small hammer on his head.
Song Shuhang, who was already sleepy, was awakened. In fact, he has been unable to sleep for a few days.
"Hurry up and catch the ‘Dragon Devil’ and get the Dragon Magic Pharmacy.” Song Shuhang’s heart is dark. If you don't have a dragon remedy, you can't sleep because you can't sleep.
He is only in the realm of three products, and he can’t sleep.
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Song Shuhang, who suffered from insomnia and headache, came to the balcony of the fish Jiaojiao Villa with his temples.
At this time, on the balcony of the villa, there was a figure that was biting a long pipe, where it swallowed.
It is a red-faced public.
Inspired by the arrival of Song Shuhang, the public servants turned their heads and looked at Song Shuhang, who was frowning at the brow: "Can you sleep with a small book?"
"Yeah." Song Shuhang nodded.
"Old man is also, mental strength is much stronger than physical fitness. Every once in a while, I feel that someone is holding a fist in the head of the old man, so that the old man can not rest well." The public sergeant spit out a white mist, sad.
"I feel that every once in a while, there is only a small hammer in my head." Song Shudao.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
"Do you want to take some?" The public sergeant shook his long pipe: "If you want, I have a spare pipe here, I haven't used it yet."
"Thank you for your predecessors, I won't smoke." Song Shuhang smiled and waved his hand.
"That would not give you the opportunity to waste the old man's precious tobacco." The public sergeant laughed and continued to swallow.
After a while, the public residence said: "The trap has been laid, and when it is time, it will catch it!"
Song Shuhang replied with a reply: "At that time, we will definitely have a good sleep."
"Well, a good sleep. Although sleep does not make much sense to the old man... but the old man has not slept for nearly 30 years. And even the retreat will be subject to The influence of mental power. The old man has already had enough." The public sighed and sighed again: "The old man has activated the atmosphere of the younger friends in the formation, and can see if there is any gain in the next!"
"We will succeed!" Song Shu waterway.
"We will succeed!" The public servants are equally firm.
The two men once again smiled and their eyes filled with a yearning for a better future.
At this moment, a voice passed over: "Book Hang Xiaoyou, give a good friend, what are you doing? Laughing is strange."
It is the voice of the White Savior.
Song Shuhang looked up with his voice, and then the white predecessors were sitting on the roof terrace of the villa, holding a bamboo cup in both hands, and the cup was hot.
On the edge of the white predecessor, there is a small coffee table with some food, fruit, and a pot of boiling tea being cooked.
The soft moonlight sprinkles, making the white predecessors like the dust.
"We are discussing how to capture, um..." When Song Shuhang said halfway, he suddenly thought of the offer of the public and he had discussed it. If he captured the dragon magic, he would create a 'Dragonfly Shadow' for the White Lord. When the surprise thing.
Surprise the white lord.
When thinking of this, Song Shuhang smiled at the mysterious white predecessors: "Secret, white predecessors."
However, this is just finished, Song Shuhang feels that it is not right for the Dragon Devils, and what is the good concealment of the white predecessors? When the dragon demon appears, the white lord will naturally know.
He needs to keep things secret with the White Supreme, only to make a ‘Longtail Shadow’ for the whites.
Therefore, Book Air coughed and was preparing to explain to the White Lord the ‘龙魔’.
"Secret? Well, then I won't ask much." The white sage smiled and continued to hold the teacup and sip a sip.
This is awkward.
Well, anyway, when the dragon demon appears, the white lord can see it, then let's talk about it later.
"Book Hang Xiaoyou, offer a good friend, can't you sleep? Do you want to come and sit down and have a cup of tea?" Bai Zun invited.
"Okay." Song Shuhang leaped gently, and displayed the body of the "Gentleman Miles". He flew away from the wall, and his body was as light as Yan, and fell to the side of Bai Zun.
Then, he was not polite, sat down and grabbed a big apple and slammed it hard. Compared with the pipe of the public, it is still the white fruit, food, tea is more suitable for him.
In the distance, the public servant laughed. He wiped out his own pipe and ran his head and followed Song Shuhang to the side of Bai Zun.
The white lord moved softly, poured a cup of tea for the book and the public, and placed it on the coffee table.
Later, the Sayādaw re-raised his cup and gently blew the heat in the cup, and took a sip of tea and enjoyed it.
Song Shuhang took the cup on the coffee table, and he was equally skilled in blowing, and took a small sip.
The white sage's tea is not a spiritual tea, but it is also a kind of spiritual tea. Song Shuhang only felt that the tea fragrance was blooming in his mouth.
"The whole person has come alive." Song Shuhang exclaimed.
The public servants also reached out and prepared to pick up the cup.
But suddenly, the public servants’ hands were stiff.
His face showed a happy color.
"There is something coming!"
"Is the goal coming?" Song Shuhang also asked.
"Not sure, but this thing is directed at your friend's breath. Even if it is not a goal, it must have a lot to do with the goal."
After that, the public pilgrimage jumped and leaped toward the back of the villa.
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In the back of Jiaojiao Villa, there is a team of seven figures, and the traps laid by the public settlers are close together.
"Yes, I have already sensed that breath."
"That is the smell of our companion blood and resentment."
"Must give him the most cruel punishment!"
"Anyone who has been infected with the blood of my family is the common enemy of our sea urchin warriors. He can't escape, his fate is completely killed by us. The powerful sea urchin warrior will not have mercy!"
"Not only him, but his family, everyone who has a relationship with them will be destined to die in the hands of our sea urchins!"
"However, if he kneels for mercy, let us cut off his head, so that our sea urchins can forgive their family members!"
The seven figures are constantly communicating.
In their exchanges, the words "killing your whole family, killing all your relatives and friends, cutting off your own head and apologizing" appeared most frequently.
Soon, seven figures were near the trap.
The moon shines, all seven figures are dressed in black, and the head is wearing a mask that only reveals eyes. On top of their heads, a lot of black spikes emerged from the hood. And their body, also covered with a black spike, looks like a hedgehog.
Sea urchin warrior, fearless!
Those who commit sea urchin warriors, no matter how thousands of miles of water, must be smashed! (To be continued.) 8