Chapter 1321: The light that jumps in your eyes is the gospel of infertile

Chapter 1321: The light that jumps in your eyes is the gospel of infertile

Eyes are so useful, people can't live without it in their lives. Why do you always want to buckle it?

What did she want to do after she buckled her eyes? Or, what do you want to do with the nine secluded scorpions of the predecessors?

Wouldn't it be that I want to put the ‘Confucian sage' eye?

Song Shuhang thinks so...

The mysterious girl Yunque has already thrown her old eyes and put a new ‘Confucian sacred eye’ into his left eye.

"So... you swallowed a part of me, and you are back!" Xuan female door Yunquezi whispered.

The eye of the cloud bird that she had been deducted before happened to fall to the side of Song Shuhang and was caught by Song Shuhang.

When the red-red eyeball touched the palm of Songshang, the reddish red faded and returned to a blue color. Subsequently, a layer of crystal emerged from the surface of the eye, turning the blue-blue eyes into a blue crystal diamond.

After losing the eyes of Confucian saints, Song Shuhang got the new eye of the eyes of the mysterious girl.

Song Shuhang felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart.

Recently, he has not encountered a good thing when he encounters various kinds of eyeballs. Doesn't the eyes of the skylark have to be made?

"I feel it, I feel that I am recovering. Hahahaha!" The mysterious girl, the skylark, glared at her left eye and laughed loudly.

The gesture of yelling at the big eyes is particularly handsome, and people can't help but want to suspend their studies.

After laughing, the mysterious female door sparrow released her left hand with her eyes open, and there was blood falling down in her left eye. The blood floated up at the same time as it dripped, and disappeared from the air.

Yunquezi whispered: "Pregnant gaze is really a missed spell, but this spell is not one-on-one. This spell is a group spell."

Song Shuhang: "Ha!"

Lying, there is a bad feeling.

What is the scope of the so-called ‘group spells’ group?

Sure enough, the next moment, the mysterious girl, the skylark looked up and glanced: "All give me a pregnancy!"

In her left eye, the eye of the saint broke out with a horrible ‘righteousness’, and the ‘righteousness’ between the heavens and the earth all condensed toward this eye.

"Come on!" Song Shuhang called.

The wind Joe's ‘嗖’ around him went to the distance, and Song Shuhang opened the core world and prepared to break into it.

at this time……

"Oh, ah." The skylark screamed. She squinted and crouched down into a ball. At the same time, she held her head in her right hand and burst into tears.

"It hurts so much pain."

Crying and crying, the Sparrows’ predecessors suddenly held their heads and began to roll up.

With Song Shuhang as the coordinate, she quickly rolled from left to right and rolled out a hundred meters away. Then, from right to left, quickly roll back to the original place, so cycle, roll around.

A bit collapsed, but a bit cute.

Whether it is the battleship of the ‘Thirty-three Beasts and the sacred camp, all of them are far away. The skylark in the roll is cute, but it is definitely a big killer. If she is hit by her, maybe she will be hit by the broken bones.

Song Shuhang subconsciously pinched his chin and thought that this picture was familiar.

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, in the place where the green-haired mother was born, the predators of the skylarks prevailed to catch the stone giants, and suddenly they rolled like this.

After rolling a few laps, the skylark suddenly stood up and his left eye slammed into Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang can't escape.

[Not good, is pregnancy gaze? ! 】 Song Shuhang was shocked, feeling a fever in the lower abdomen, rising pain.

Looking at the sky, why don't I go back to the core world earlier, why not stay in the spot to watch the show?

"Hey, good morning, tyrants and songs. Do you want to count it?" The skylark squinted.

Behind her, the virtual shadow projected by the liquid metal ball is still rolling around.

It is not a pregnant gaze, it is a normal gaze.

"Yunzi seniors, have you recovered?" Song Shuhang asked with joy.

If the Yunquezi's predecessors recovered, then his task was completed.

The eye of the Confucian saint is also a ‘see’ real skylark.

The mission was successfully completed.

"I don't know what happened, I suddenly recovered my consciousness. But this state will not last long. This time it is really a play-off... so exciting!" During the speech, she reached out and touched her left eye gently. Location: "This left eye gives me a familiar feeling."

"That is the eye of the Confucian saint." Song Shuhang explained.

"Sacred eyes? Oh... it’s him. Some time ago I recovered some memories and finally remembered him. No wonder this feeling is familiar.” The Sparrow knocked on his head.

The ‘previous days’ she said was the time when she was captured as a laboratory product by Jiu You. Because of the stimulation, she recovered a lot of memories that were originally recovered by the 'black skylark'.

"The saints have been thinking about seeing you again until they die." Song Shuhang did his duty.

The sacred fairy sent him to the battlefield, and the eyes of the Confucian sages made their own independence, in order to ‘see’ the cloud bird. Since he decided to complete the wish of the "sage", this time of course, I have to explain.

Yunquezi heard the words, silence for a moment, and sighed: "When I left him, his hair was not long, is he considered early love?"

Song Shuhang: "..."

Confucian saints have been described as having no hair, and this feeling is very strange.

"And I told him that he is not the person I am looking for. So, I will leave and look for the person I am looking for." Yunquezi said.

Is there such a plot? It is no wonder that the Confucian saints suppressed the heavens and the world, and slammed the world after all the dissatisfaction, but did not go to find the Yunquezi clearly with his strength, it is not difficult to find the skylark.

"Yunzi seniors, who are you looking for?" Song Shuhang asked curiously.

"I don't know." The skylark shook his head.

"..." Song Shuhang: "Predecessors, are you teasing me? Then the person you are looking for is a man or a woman. What are the characteristics?"

"I am a man or a woman, I don't know." Yunquezi shook his head and said: "But she or he must be a very interesting person, different from others, like to do things that others can't understand; he or It is her, she should be a kind person; the cultivation is not necessarily very high, but she will be very talented in cultivation and must have a very good goal."

When the Skylark talked about it, the beautiful blue right eye and the black left eye were happily smashed.

Song Shuhang listened, subconsciously corresponding to the person described by the ‘Yellows’ predecessors.

Then he smiled and said: "Although I am not very interesting, but I should be a normal kind person. My cultivation is not high, but it seems to be talented in cultivation... Well, my luck in cultivation is good, luck is also a gift. Part. So, the skylark predecessor, the person you are looking for is me?"

"No, not you." Yunquezi shook his head and said: "So, do you want to come and see? I feel that your eyebrows are black and shiny, and you have to be very moldy recently."

"The predators of Yunquezi, apart from the topic of brightening the eyebrows, can we talk about something else?" Song Shuhang smiled bitterly.

"But I will lie to someone, it will be such a sentence." Yunquezi sincerely said.

Song Shuhang: "..."

"Well, I looked at it carefully. Although your eyebrows are a bit black, more is a fortune. Recently, you have to make a fortune. Just be rich when you are careful, maybe you will be in danger. Get The moment of great wealth is the most dangerous time.” Yunquezi said seriously.

Song Shuhang touched his own eyebrows and said that he is now the 'projection body', can also see the black eyebrows?

In addition, when he talked about making money and his life, he remembered that he had to go to space to dig mine with the whites.

And the white predecessors will definitely make a fortune, and the danger is definitely proportional to luck.

"I understand, I will be careful. Thank you, Yunquezi predecessors." Song Shudao.

"In addition, help me bring words to the three waves of friends." Yunquezi said.

Song Shuhang’s heart was moving.

At this time, Yunzizi also mentioned the three waves of knives? Is the Three Waves predecessor the person that the Skylark is looking for?

"I made an appointment with him a month ago and I have to go to him for a while. But now it seems... I have to lose a contract in a short time." Yunquezi said.

"No problem, the three waves of seniors should be able to hear, if anything, you will directly say." Song Shudao.

"I feel that consciousness has begun to blur again, I am afraid that there is not much time." Xuan female door Yunquezi reached out and rubbed his own eyebrows.

Behind her, the projection of the liquefied metal ball gradually subsided, no longer rolling back and forth, and after it recovered, it must definitely suppress the consciousness of the lark.

"At the end, I still have a word to say. After playing off, I am so excited. After one hundred years, my Skylark will come back!" she cried.

Then, before the consciousness was suppressed, she did the last thing.

The skylark body rotated in the circle, and the pregnancy of the left eye [the eyes of the Confucian saints] stared out.

In her hands, pregnancy gaze is not a straight line, but flexible as a snake, lightning fast.

Snapped

The pregnancy gaze falls on a ‘God’, and then it ejects like a chain of lightning.

啪啪啪啪啪

The gaze of pregnancy continually circulates on the battlefield, and every time it flashes, it will send a sacred blessing to a ‘God’.

The gaze of pregnancy is jumping too fast, and Song Shuhang’s eyes are not responding.

In the eyes of Song Shuhang, ‘pregnancy gaze’ became an optical network, and most of the gods in the field will stick to the net.

In the next moment, more than half of the gods in the battlefield, whether men and women or neutral, all screamed, the abdomen was high, and the baby was pregnant in ten seconds and ten months.

"Damn! No one has killed the tyrants of the Song Dynasty."

"Ah, ah, you have to be born, you have to be born."

"It’s so painful, it’s going to crack."

"Mom, I love you! I will always love you."

"Ah"

The last scream was not the pain of pregnancy, the pain of childbirth, but the thirty-three beast gods who were fighting, ruthlessly slamming the hammer on the head of the ‘God’ and flattening his head.