Chapter 696: Three waves of seniors to be cremated?
A burst of lively explosions sounded.
The three waves of mad knives burst into tears. This is not a regret or sad eyes. Three waves of his death never regret.
This is just a transparent teardrop that flows down because of the pain.
Pain, this is the pain that even the five spirits can't stand!
The mad knife and three waves feel that their body is pushed to the limit, and then a loud noise of ‘啪’, his body is like a balloon that has been punctured, and it has exploded!
The pharmacist brother is really so worried? Too cruel!
To die, he really wants to die after the explosion... When the slashing of the three waves is so thought, his body explodes, but it is just like a layer of skin, only a layer of skin is exploding. Inside, there is another brand new, white and tender knives and three waves of ‘long’.
Then, this ‘new mad knife and three waves’ was quickly expanded and exploded.
Repeatedly, loop.
Everyone heard the sound of the excitement like a firecracker. In fact, it was the explosion of the mad knives and the waves, the new life again and again, and the cycle of continued explosion.
Every ‘啪’ sounded a blast of three waves. Every second, every three seconds will explode two or three times!
And this terrible firecracker sound has been going on for nearly half a minute, and the mad knife and three waves feel that they have exploded at least 170 times. Every explosion is consuming the physical and spiritual power of the raging three waves. After more than one hundred and seventy explosions, the three waves of mad knives are already weak.
Survival is not allowed, and death cannot be done.
Finally, the explosion stopped.
Although the explosion sounded, but the power of the explosion was not great, the robes on the three waves had not been blown up.
Three waves feel that there seems to be a thick layer of leather on his body. It is not a leather armor. Those old mad knives that died in the explosion!
Pharmacist, Lang and you are not the same!
After the wedding of the pharmacist and Jiang Ziyan, he must find a way to send a big gift. There are already a lot of ideas in his mind, just wait for you to get out and implement!
Just as the mad knives and three waves thought about it, his body swelled again... lying, still coming? Endless!
However, after this expansion, there was no explosion. Just let the three waves of knives fill a hot air balloon hanging in the air. Then, a dozen red cloths were bursting from him and shrouded him. Each red cloth hangs down with a festive greeting.
Mad Knife: "..."
Below, the pharmacist's [Fengchuanzi] took the [Mu Rong painting] played by Jiang Ziyan, step by step to the wedding scene.
During the period, Jacob’s director also arranged a lens for the slashing of the three waves. Although the wedding scene was a bit non-negligible, he did not shoot the costume drama, but another future world in parallel space, so even arrange one. Modern style weddings are fine.
The male and female protagonists of the wedding enter.
The pharmacist's parents sat with a smile, and they sat here for a long time, waiting for the son pharmacist to enter the house.
The pharmacist's parents have white hair, but they look very young.
Their cultivation is not high, they only have three realms. In fact, if they are ordinary three-person monks, by the time they reach this age, they will almost endure.
However, the pharmacist used the longevity of the medicinal herbs, which greatly extended the parents' longevity.
But because of this, the pharmacist's parents have been expecting to see the pharmacist getting married and regenerating a few fat children in their lifetime.
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There was no turmoil and three waves, and the plot was very smooth.
[Fengchuanzi] and [Murong Painting] successfully completed the wedding pharmacist and Jiang Ziyan also set the name.
During the wedding, Jiang Ziyan did not forget the camera and movie plots outside.
She is still very responsible to play the role of [Mu Rong painting], from the beginning with the hope of looking forward to the protagonist [Ling Night] can appear in time. Later, there was a faint sorrow between the eyebrows, and at the end she died, and [Fengchuanzi] completed the wedding.
Because of the good mood, Jiang Ziyan played very well.
The whole story was filmed like a stream.
Director Jacob is very satisfied.
At this point, today's filming has come to an end.
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The filming of the film is temporarily over, but the banquet of the 'Jiuzhou No.1 Group' will not end. After all, today is the day when the pharmacist and Jiang Ziyan get married.
Jiang Ziyan has long secretly arranged a banquet. The dishes are only from the hands of ordinary fairy chefs, but the wines are all good wines. We must know that Jiang Ziyan has been prepared for many years.
This night, the friends of the 'Jiuzhou No.1 Group', as well as Song Shuhang and his friends, as well as members of the crew, all had a good time.
Gao and the ordinary members of the crew were drunk early, and were sent to the rest of the room by the subordinates of the spirit butterfly.
After Song Shuhang was drinking almost, he swayed out and looked for the pharmacist's predecessors. He wanted to find a pharmacist's predecessor and send him a gift. He congratulated the pharmacist's gift of grandmother's wedding. He didn't ask the pharmacist for a few hundred years of saplings. Fresh onions.
However, Song Shuhang, who was half-awake and half-awake, did not find a pharmacist predecessor. Also... The predecessors had just completed a wedding with Jiang Ziyan today, maybe it’s ‘*一刻价值金金’.
So Song Shuhang swayed and prepared to go back to his room.
Out of the gate, he saw the North River scattered people and the dusty real Jun, is pulling the mad knife and three waves of seniors out of the air.
Beihe scattered people laughed and said: "Three waves, still alive?"
In the 'Jiuzhou No.1 Group', the relationship between the Beihe Sanren and the mad knife and three waves is actually quite good. Song Shuhang also remembers that when he just joined the group, every time the savage knife and the three generations died, the Beihe scattered people would remind him to let him not die too much.
At this point, the slashing knives and waves were pale and weak.
"It seems that there is still a tone." The dust is really laughing, saying that he took a medicinal medicine from his arms and stuffed it into the mouth of Sanlang: "Swallow it, this is the pharmacist's antidote to the drug. Can restore some of your strength."
After the entrance of the medicinal herbs, the body of the mad knife and three waves quickly recovered.
I saw the madness and the three waves at this time. The white and tender baby is like a newborn baby. The skin with smooth skin is enough to envy the female practitioner.
"I didn't expect the pharmacist to be poisonous or a beauty product?" Beihe scattered people jokingly.
"I... I feel like I am going to die." The mad knife and the three waves sounded hoarse.
When Song Shuhang passed by, he heard the words of the three waves of predecessors.
Perhaps it was because the drunk was a bit powerful. He staggered and swayed at the side of the Sanlang predecessors. He looked seriously: "What are your last words about the three waves of predecessors?"
Beihe scattered people: "..."
Falling into the dust: "..."
With a slap in the eyes, he saw that Song Shuhang’s little friend was in a state of drunkenness. So, teasing Song Shuhang Xiaoyou must be very interesting?
Then, the three waves of violent swords shook and reached out and grabbed the hand of Song Shuhang: "The last words... Yes, I need a last word!"
Beihe scattered people: "..." He felt that the three waves seemed to be dead again.
The drunken Song Shuhang tried to grasp the hand of the savage knife and the three generations of seniors: "Three waves of predecessors, if you have any last words, you will say, I will write it down for you."
"When I am dead... Please bury me in the middle of the pharmacist and Jiang Ziyan. I can't break them up, and I will squeeze into them among them." The more powerful the three waves, the more powerful.
Song Shuhang nodded, pulled out a small notebook, and then recorded the words of the three waves.
"Wait... not right!" The mad knives suddenly and sighed and sighed: "If I die now, the pharmacist and Jiang Ziyan don't know when they will die. How do I squeeze them in the middle? This last words, inappropriate."
"Then I crossed this last word?" Song Shuhang smashed a cellar and crossed out the last words of the three waves of seniors.
"Then change it... After I die... I will cremate me." The mad knife and the three waves looked sad, and the more the voice became weaker, "There is no need to make a grave for me, and I don’t have to make a monument for me. I need to spill my ashes into the sea. Let my ashes roll with the waves, this is my biggest wish."
"No problem, three waves of seniors!" Song Shuhang seriously.
He re-written the last words of the three waves of predecessors, and then... he bent over and smashed the savage swordsman.
At this point, the three waves of mad knives are in a state of weakness and weakness, and they can't resist: "Book Air Xiaoyou, what are you doing? Let me down."
"Three waves of seniors, you don't talk anymore, it will consume your strength." Song Shuhang said seriously: "I will smash you over. Then I will hold your ashes and let the white predecessors send me to the beach." Sprinkle your ashes into the sea and roll with the waves!"
Song Shuhang, half-awake and half-awake, is not clear-headed, and he does not even know what he is doing. There is only one thought in his mind, that is, the violent knife and the three waves of seniors will go to the crematorium and cremate him.
Then, to complete his last wish, sprinkle his ashes into the ocean, as the waves of the sea churn.
Mad Knife: "..."
Lying, Song Shuhang, a small friend seriously?
"Don't, Song Shuhang, Xiaoyou, I am just joking. Beihe, come help me!"
Beihe scattered people: "..." I don't know why, he suddenly looked forward to the scene of Song Shuhang's cremation of the three waves, will be very interesting?
So, they watched Song Shuhang pick up three waves and walked away from the distance step by step.
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Unfortunately, in the end, the three waves of the knives were not cremated by Song Shuhang.
After taking the two waves of predecessors for about two hundred meters, Song Shuhang squatted.
He was so squatting in the middle of the road that the three waves of the knives that had been shackled on his shoulders were also thrown away by Song Shuhang.
In the eyes of the mad knives and three waves, Song Shuhang’s little friend screamed and slept. (To be continued.)