Chapter 715: About the realm of bed
"Of course, I will try my best to improve the success rate of this talent. And Peas, your luck today seems not very good. If you don't have a high chance, you will run into it all at once." The giant python stepped out and jumped to the edge of a pea.
Peas said with horror: "What do you want?"
"Oh." The phoenix son smiled softly. His eyes turned around in the room. Then he found a barrel in the corner of the room and brought it back.
"Break the phoenix, you guy, don't you want to put me in it? No, don't. It's a casks. If you put it in, my body will mix with the wine inside!" Road.
"Reassuring, there will be no accidents, because this wine barrel is empty." The phoenix son comforted the way. When he spoke, he reached out and grabbed the Slim-like Peas on the ground and took it ruthlessly. Loaded into the barrel.
"Get it, it’s a very pleasant morning." Fengfeng Gongzi took a shot and was satisfied.
Fish Jiaojiao: "..."
"Book Air, save me! I don't want to be locked in the barrel!" Peas called for help.
Song Shuhang sighed in a secluded sigh, knowing today, why bother?
When Peas asked him for help, the fierce eyes of the phoenix-presidents fell on him, and the fifth tail behind him shook gently. This is the threat of red fruit! If he pleads for the phoenix predecessors for the peas, then he will become a ‘book voyage’?
Therefore, Song Shuhang’s wit neglected the peas’ voice of help: “Ah, it’s been this time, it’s time to wake up the white predecessors.”
"Yes, the white predecessors should have started!" Baihe Zhenjun is happy and he is waiting for Song Shuhang.
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Song Shuhang took out his mobile phone and dialed the mobile phone number of Bai Zun.
After about ten sounds, the White Zun finally got on the phone.
The lazy voice came out of the phone: "Hey"
"Hello, white predecessor. It's been daylight, time is not early, please hurry up." Song Shuhang whispered.
"Is it so fast in the morning? Too fast, I feel just closed my eyes." Bai Zun continued to yawn: "Well So, let me sleep for a while. And, the sky is still not bright. ”
"White predecessors, the sky is already bright! You are now shrinking in that big bang, your sky will never shine." Song Shuhang wants to scream loudly, but he is afraid that his roar will be shocked to the white predecessors. .
If the white predecessor is frightened and accidentally falls, it is a human tragedy.
"Oh, it turned out to be like this... But if it feels so dark, let me sleep for a while." The white sages whispered, and the tone became weaker and weaker, and they might sleep again at any time.
Song Shuhang only knows today that the White Supreme will still rely on it. It is also because of the reason that ‘the sky is still dark, I really want to sleep.’
"White predecessors, you listen to me, the sky is already bright. You will know when you come out from the hustle and bustle, and today we have to rush to a new scene, when we have to shoot a new story. You are the protagonist. Come out and prepare." Song Shuhang was anxious.
White Zun: "Hey...oh...hmm..."
Song Shuhang feels wrong. The response of Bai Zun is completely mechanical. The answer is: "White predecessors, are you listening to me?"
White Zun: "Hey, um, there are listening..."
"Then hurry up, white predecessor. In the next movie shooting, you can't miss the protagonist." Song Shudao.
White Zun: "Hey, um, I can't miss me. After all, I am the protagonist."
Song Shuhang: "..."
White predecessor, is this repeating his words?
"White predecessors, if you don't come out again, I will break open." Song Shuhang threatened.
White Zun: "Oh, um... No, in that case, I might instinctively fight back."
Song Shuhang's knees are soft, and the white sage's counterattack can make him disappear.
"Then you will give me up!" Song Shuhang gritted his teeth.
"But I... still want to sleep for a while. The sky is very dark, very sleepy." White Zun said muttering.
There is no way to get through.
White Zun also muttered: "So don't quarrel me anymore, let me sleep for a while."
"What should I do when the film starts shooting?" Song Shuhang could not laugh.
"Well... um, oh! Book Air, we haven't gone to Baiyun College yet." White Zun seems to think of something, whisper.
The voices of the white predecessors are getting lower and lower. When Song Shuhang listens to him through his mobile phone, he feels a little hard.
"Now we are still in the white mountain of your holiday resort, but we will leave for Confucian Baiyun Academy in a while." Song Shuhang replied.
Bai Zun said: "Well...so, you can put me in the raft and bring it to Baiyun College!"
The white predecessor felt that he had come up with a wonderful idea. In this way, he can sleep for a while in this giant.
Song Shuhang: "..."
With the white predecessors in the hustle and bustle to the Baiyun Academy? The white predecessors spent a while sleeping in this giant python.
Pretty fight!
"Don't say such a wayward words, white predecessors! Come out from the giant python." Song Shuhang gnawed his teeth.
"That's it." Remember to take my little nest and go to Baiyun College." Bai Zun said.
This giant is about to upgrade to your white nest so soon?
You have the existence of countless luxury ‘restaurants’, so a small one can satisfy you? Don't be so disappointing.
Song Shuhang did not know where to start to vomit.
It’s not right, the most important thing now is to call the white predecessor, and definitely can’t let him go.
Just when Song Shuhang wanted to say something, his cell phone was taken away.
It is Baihe Zhenjun. It looked at Song Shuhang and Bai Zun who had been talking for so long, and finally couldn’t help it.
"The white predecessor, the giant python will be handed over to me to move, I will definitely move the giant python to the Baiyun Academy." Baihe Zhenjun firmly said: "Even if it is dead, I have to complete the task!"
"Well, um, then I will hand it over to you, Book Air. I will... sleep for a while." The white sorcerer muttered, and when he finished, he broke the phone.
"No problem, white predecessors." Baihe Zhenjun burst into tears: "But I am a white crane."
Unfortunately, the white lord who has already hanged the phone can't hear his voice.
Bai Hezhen suddenly turned his head and stared hard at Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang: "..."
"Give it back to you!" Baihe Zhenjun returned the phone to Song Shuhang: "The things that carry the white predecessors are on me, but it is a two-meter-high cockroach. I can easily move it." (To be continued.) )