Chapter 1797: Don't pull me, I want to cry until dawn.

Chapter 1797: Don't pull me, I want to cry until dawn.

If it is an ordinary person, if you are too aggressive, you will only have one end tied to the wall and will not turn back when you break the south wall.

However, the monks are different... Especially the monks with more than five products, even if they are too fierce, there are still many ways to make up.

Song Shuhang quickly adjusted his posture in midair. First, a perfect set of knee-slip turns, then a 360-degree turn, and finally adjusted the coordinates, and one leg stepped toward the 9th floor.

In theory, he should be summarized into the realm of eight goods. On entering the ninth floor, there will be an invisible wall that will stop him from moving forward. Then use the invisible wall to borrow strength, handsome and perfect landing.

tread!

Then... the invisible wall in the imagination did not appear.

Song Shuhang's body shape crossed the gap between the 8th and 9th floors and flew directly into the 9th floor.

Yukoko blinked: "Song predecessors, slammed into it."

The seven samurai held his chin. He tried to reach out and pressed between the 8th and 9th floors, but there was an invisible wall that blocked him and limited him to 8 layers.

The eyes of everyone fell on Song Shuhang.

Real six products realm + parallel goods 8 products.

But why can he enter the ninth floor without being blocked?

"Is it because Song Shuhang's little friend has been on the cause of three people before the sacred? Accumulated, even if rounded up, even nine products?" Gudao Sanlang guessed.

The Beihe people can't help but say: "Is your family rounded up by three?"

"Will it be the reason for the string of actions of the previous generation of Song?" Yukozi guessed.

The ordinary boy looks like a bronze cymbalist: "This is a great possibility, let me try!"

After all, according to the memory, the bronze priest came to the position on the 8th floor before Song Shuhang.

"Then is the height, posture, strength, angle." The bronze sorcerer reversing the memory at the moment when Song Shuhang jumped in his mind.

Then, the celestial celestial priest climbed high and learned Song Shuhang's posture. He adjusted the angle in midair, hugged his knees and turned + 360 degrees, and finally stepped on the 9th floor.

Peas said with regret: "It is a pity that the gong is now a teenager. Otherwise, we may take the opportunity to determine his gender."

The phoenix scorpion patted the peas on the head: "I have told you that the women have special means to prevent the light."

"Is the bronze plaque a female repair?" Peas turned his eyes.

Fengfeng son: "..."

boom!

The gongs stepped on the invisible wall and turned over and landed helplessly.

"No, it failed." The copper swayed and shook his head.

Three waves of mad knife: "It seems that it is not because of the posture, book navigation... How did you get in?"

Song Shuhang shook his head with a stern look.

He also did not know how he squeezed into the ninth floor.

On strength, he is six products. On the title, it is only eight products.

Is it that there are any treasures in his body that have been misjudged as nine products by this ‘the throne of wealth?’

Gongde snake beauty?

The core world?

Dragon Network administrator rights in the Black Dragon World?

It seems that every kind is possible, and it seems that each one is not enough for him to be judged as a nine-piece robbery.

"Song predecessors, what are the good things on the 9th floor, go in and look for it?" Yukozi reminded.

Song Shuhang: "In fact, I didn't use it when I came in... I took the opportunity to take the treasure and used it on the eighth floor."

Although the tortoise and the Chuge master can remove the nine layers of treasures, the two themselves can appear directly in the nine floors. The significance of Song Shuhang’s entry is not great.

However, since you are in, look for a circle.

Song Shuhang strolled around the ninth floor.

[Is there a volume found? 】 The drunken resident asked the voice.

"I still found it." Song Shuhang replied.

As guessed by the drunkard, the "Shen Bing Ji Jian" was dismantled three volumes and placed on the 3rd, 6th and 9th levels. It is obvious that it takes only three chances to get the hand in one go. It is very pit.

What's more pitted is that... this stuff doesn't fit and it doesn't show the effect. It’s hard to use a roll and a middle roll.

Not only is the "Shen Bing Ji Jian", Song Shuhang also found a number of volumes of the gongs on the ninth floor, and some of the fifth volume of spell skills, are arranged on the ninth floor.

Knowledge is power, knowledge is priceless... that is the truth.

Other heavenly treasures, medicinal herbs, and musical instruments were not separated and scattered. The set of kitchen utensils is a set of 2 layers.

Only a few exercises and skills, as well as strange pamphlets, were placed in batches.

"I hope not to hang me." Song Shuhang secretly in the heart.

He opened the core world and summoned the turtles.

"Turtle predecessors, please do a favor." Song Shudao: "Is that "Shen Bing Ji Jian"?"

"Well, I saw, "Shen Bing Ji Jian"... This stuff, remember that I copied it, and it can be hard to copy. You have to know that when I am in the form of turtles, it is very difficult to copy things." Turtle predecessors Road.

Song Shuhang: "???"

Song Shuhang: "!!!"

The mentality suddenly collapsed.

The heart is blown up!

He only has one idea now, so he wants to cry and cry.

He thought about a lot of results. The worst hunch is that the "Shen Bing Ji Jian", which is hard to gather, shows only the contents of garbage.

He has made the worst plans and mental preparations.

But I did not expect it, this thing is copied by the turtle's predecessors.

Then what do I need for it?

If you really want it, can you just look for a turtle to talk about it?

During the thought, the turtle's predecessors did not know when it had appeared on the curling edge of the "Shen Bing Ji Jian". It stretched out the forelimbs and fished the booklet.

"I really miss it, this handwriting, this content, reminds me of my lost youth." Turtle predecessors whispered.

Song Shuhang: "Wait, the turtle is a senior. Ah... late."

When it’s over, the opportunity of the turtle’s predecessors to take the treasure in the throne of the throne is wasted. It was wasted to take down his own manuscript.

Song Shuhang’s heart hurts.

Every opportunity to take the treasure is actually money.

The treasures in this throne, more than 8 layers, are almost all fine.

Rounding off, he lost a few hundred million this time?

I am afraid I can't sleep this evening.

"What's wrong? A crying expression of a dead man?" The turtle's predecessors wondered, throwing his forefoot and throwing the booklet in his hand to Song Shuhang.

"The loss of a few hundred million, heartache." Song Shudao: "When the turtle predecessors, when did you copy these brochures?"

"It’s been a long time, remember that it should be in the ancient heavens?" Turtles said.

"Why is the text above?" Song Shuhang pointed to the words on "Shen Qi Ji Jian" and asked.

"Oh, that was taught by a friend of my lord." The tortoise replied: "At the time, I copied a lot of copies. At the end, my writing became more and more beautiful. The words on these books were twisted and should be my early days. Copy a few copies."

Song Shuhang stared at the three booklets in his hand and shed tears of regret.