Chapter 1702: Song predecessors, you are right.
No, it’s Akasaka... The black cockroach is already cold.
What is the relationship between the Akasaka and the Xuan Numen Gates?
The mode of resurrection is too similar.
To say that it doesn't matter, Song Shuhang's toes will not believe.
Make a fairy: "Hint, my spell has not yet begun to show... His resurrection has nothing to do with me."
"Is it not the red bones, but also the bones of immortality?" Song Shuhang came out.
However, there is no 'immortal' breath on Akasaka's body.
After all, Song Shuhang has been exposed to things related to 'immortality' several times. The immortal bones of the Yunquezi predecessors who were borrowed by the fat ball, the 'pseudo-immortal pattern' activated by the white predecessors, and his smoke pattern, 'Immortal' related.
Song Shuhang Yuan Shen once again stepped forward and came to Akasaka's side, reaching out and pressing on his ‘identification secret law’.
[Red 瞳 (new): Nine-year-old, a mixed-race of the Dragon Blood and Human, the account was re-registered successfully. Hidden talent activation, talent cooling time: 10 years. 】
Song Shuhang: "..."
Reconstruction of the number is really a resurrection?
In addition, red 瞳 activates the hidden talent, not the bone of immortality.
"Mr., it feels so good to live." The red scorpion that broke away from Europe, his head smashed the palm of Song Shuhang, and smiled and said: "Death makes people fear and despair, and the moment of resurrection makes me feel hope and wonderful. I may prefer the feeling of this resurrection."
At this time, Akasaka is no longer the black and thin teenager. Now, his skin is like snow, like a ripe egg that has just peeled off the shell.
The long black hair has been hanging to the leg bends... This long hair is definitely a headache in dealing with Lazar. There has always been a rumor in the monk community. It is said that the study of the shackles of the gluten is a long-haired and waist-female predecessor.
Moreover, after the whitening of the red peony, the body does not look so thin - it really is white fat, black is thin?
Thinking about it, there was a footstep in the distance.
The parents of Akasaka and the masters of the Dragon Blood tribe are close.
Song Shuhang smiled slightly and patted Akasaka: "From today, you will be a brand new red dragonfly."
Akasaka looked awkward.
Song Shuhang looked around in a circle, then took a circle of copper from the table on the side. The gods grabbed the copper skin and rubbed their hands under the blessing of spiritual power.
In a twinkling of an eye, the copper skin was turned into a copper ring by Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang’s thoughts moved, and the “Song Song Seal” came to his hands.
With the heart of Song Shuhang's mind slowing down, he seized the seal and stamped the next ring on the copper ring.
Later, he handed the copper ring to Akasaka: "wear it... I will come back to you in a few days."
"Okay, sir." Akasaka took the copper ring seriously and put it on his own hands: "Sir, when can you tell me how the black-sister brother went to the world?"
"When you build the foundation, finish it." Song Shuhang smiled slightly.
In the distance, Akasaka’s father, the 瞳黑瞳十二世, has appeared, flying quickly to the location where Akasaka is located.
The characters of Song Shuhang, Akasaka Sword, and Chenghua Fairy disappeared at the same time.
They are in the state of the gods, as long as they don't want to be seen, ordinary people can't see them.
"Red 瞳?" When Hei XII saw his son, his chin was about to fall.
How did my black and thin silly son become white and tender?
And what about this hair?
And what is the blood of this land?
If it weren't for the natural **** connection of the Dragon Blood family, there would be no change, and he would doubt whether his silly son was being transferred.
"Dad, from today, I am a brand new red !!" Akasaka cocked his thumb to his father - that is what Mr. said to him, although he did not understand the meaning of this sentence, but it sounds very Cool.
"Is it a **** awakening?"
My own silly son is a precious mixed-race, but it has always been stupid. Now, maybe his son has already awakened? So the whole person has undergone earth-shaking changes?
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Song Shuhang and the founder of the Fairy and the Akasaka swords floated in the air and did not leave immediately.
At this time, Song Shuhang Xiao Dantian, the golden Dan composition on the merits of the diamond ball, ‘the voice of the saints who used to sing in ancient times, began to burn.
A burst of compositional inspiration and insights constantly rushed into my heart.
That was the inspiration for the final touch of ‘Drawing the Dragon’.
On Jin Dan, the sacred empty ‘right eye’ flashed, tempting Song Shuhang to pay him the eye.
[Hey, I used to point your right eye. You still play with me to avoid it. Now I want to seduce me to pay attention to you. You can point it to you. If you don’t want it, don’t you, I don’t have much face? 】 Song Shuhang heart in the middle.
Although he thought so, he still honestly put his consciousness into the 'Golden Dan Composition Space' and entered the merits.
The inspiration for drawing a dragon's eye, sometimes once in a lifetime, missed it, maybe it will take several years or even hundreds of years to continue looking for opportunities.
This time is not the time to frame up with my own Jin Dan.
The composition of the sage of the saints who used to sing in ancient times is as peaceful as ever.
The saints sit high and speak the Fa, and all the intelligent creatures in the heavens and the heavens come to listen to the Fa, and there is no teaching.
Everyone is equal before knowledge.
Song Shuhang reached out and tapped the right eye of the saint.
"What is the effect of the right eye of the saint?" Song Shuhang was curious when he was finishing his eye.
The sage's left eye is a pregnant gaze, will the right eye be like him, and there is a matching scorpion?
This time, the ‘sage’ in the picture did not escape.
The right eye was successfully clicked.
Gongde gold diamonds are also turned into glazed golden dan.
The strength of Song Shuhang’s ontology has once again been upgraded to a new level.
There is no magic in the right eye of the sage, but there is a vague figure in the vagueness that looms in the pupil.
The figure has long blue hair, long and thick.
She wore a white little hat and only showed a silhouette, like the blue flowers of the ice world.
"So, sometimes men really have to be thick, in order to get a wife." Song Shuhang suddenly said.
When you look at the saint, you were rehabilitated at the time, and he was respected under the heavens.
Hanging all the world, no one is dissatisfied.
Everyone is convinced that he is the most qualified to inherit the next heaven.
With the status and strength of the saint at that time, it is not difficult to find out the skylarks in the world.
But he lost his face too thin, could not pull his face to find the skylark, think that it is not the person that the skylark is looking for, he gave up.
【滴～～】
[The Emperor added you as a fox friend, additional message: Song predecessors, you are too right, how to discuss a wife if the face is not thick? 】