Chapter 2684: In this cold world, I need a warm sheet
The Yuanshen had the ability to breathe in a thousand miles. When a thought passed, it would be able to travel thousands of miles away. So in theory, the upper limit of the 'limit speed' that Yuanshen can bear should be high.
But at this time, Song Shuhang's Yuanshen had reached the limit of the speed that he could bear. The enormous pressure made his gods seem to be broken.
More importantly, the ‘safe belt’ that he said before he was young did not find a car without a seat belt, and there was no sense of security.
[What about seat belts? The white predecessor, where is the seat belt] Song Shuhang’s **** began to tremble, and at the same time, this reaction was perfectly fed back to his body.
In the shape of a 'cross', the body of Song Shuhang, who was on the tip of the towering giant tree, began to tremble steadily at a frequency of 5 Hz.
"Song predecessors seem to be broken." Black skin feathers soft road.
The owner of the Chu Ge was slightly moved and agreed: "The temperature of his skull suddenly increased by about 0 degrees. It seems that his knowledge is experiencing very exciting things."
"I feel that he should want to go to the toilet to urinate?"
The fairy godmother heard the words, staring at the head of Song Shuhang's trembling legs, and looked thoughtful.
"At the time of the eight products, I will project my knowledge to the 'Robbery of the Nether', and I have the opportunity to pin the gods to the void... It’s not a white holy.” Chuge’s main sighs, she recalls the bitterness of her promotion. Then I think about Song Shuhang’s upgrade experience and suddenly I don’t want to talk.
"White hanging." Create a fairy road.
"When you make a fairy, when you are not aware of the book, you have to talk about people." Shibei Dao reminded that no one can translate the fairy in addition to the book.
The make-up fairy smiled sweetly and did not answer.
She jumped out and jumped out from Song Shuhang, then ran to the fairy of the skylark fairy.
Then, in the eyes of everyone's doubts, the sacred fairy reached out and gently lifted the single corner of the skylark, and put his head close to watch.
"What about the make-up fairy?" asked the black skin Yuko.
If it is not a fairy, it is a harassment.
Bai Gu Xian Ji guessed: "Listen to the book saying that the Yunzizi fairy is the master of the Confucian saint? Will it be a fortune fairy to have an interest in her?"
The sacred fairy is a disciple of the Confucian saint. Should she be interested in the guides on her master's practice?
During the speech, the fairy goddess turned and sighed: "Big "
Chuge master stays in the hair: "..."
Bai Bonxian Ji: "..."
The black skin Yukoko subconsciously shrank back and down, and she was afraid that she would look at her ‘big’.
The make-up fairy squinted and re-attached the sheets on the skylark. After thinking about it, she returned to Song Shuhang’s side and reached out to take off her book’s shirt.
Black skin feather soft child quickly reached out and covered his eyes: "What are you doing with the fairy?"
Song predecessors have to go out!
"咿亚啦啦" The make-up fairy returned. Besides the book, no one could understand it. Then she grabbed the book's shirt and returned to the skylark. She reached out and carefully put the shirt on the lark. Inside the body.
[It turns out that it is for the sake of the skylark. 】 Everyone will lead the gods.
[But there are clothes in the space instruments of the predecessors of the Song Dynasty. Why do you want to take off the clothes of the predecessors? 】 Black skin feather soft child looked at the fairy with doubt.
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At the top of the giant tree, the wind blew through, blowing the leaves, and making a sound of natural sound.
In the cold wind, Song Shuhang, who was shackled, shook his body faster, from 5 Hz to 8 Hz, and this frequency is still rising steadily. The larger the wind, the higher the jitter frequency, which is absolutely proportional.
Oppositely, after making the fairy to the skylark, he turned his head and turned his eyes to Song Zhuhang’s constantly shaking legs. To be precise, it was the pants of Song Shuhang.
After sensing the gaze of the fairy.
Chuge master stays in the hair: "..."
Stone monument friend: "..."
"Wait, make a fairy, please give the Song predecessors a pair of pants." Black skin feather soft child quickly stopped to stop.
Even if the shirt is also smashed, if the trousers of Song Shuhang are also smashed, the light is too serious. It is very likely that you need to code and light. It is not appropriate.
The scented fairy smelled, and nodded regretfully.
Then she turned and returned to Song Shuhang, just like diving, only to reveal her head.
"No." The potential fairy on the back of Song Shuhang suddenly used the soundtrack.
Black skin Yuko asks: "What is there?"
"What do you want to find on the skylark?" asked the Chu Ge master.
"Yeah." The make-up fairy has integrated most of his face into the back of Song Shuhang, only revealing his eyes, and his eyes are full of loss.
If Song Shuhang is turned into a liquid at this time, it is estimated that the sacred fairy will learn the Chu lord and blow a bubble.
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the other side.
Song Shuhang, the **** of the sea without a seat belt, can only clench his teeth and support the ‘body’ that is about to be broken.
The speed is getting faster and faster, and even the time around seems to have to stop.
Song Shuhang's fear of illness is +1, +1, +1.
Just when he felt that his **** was almost unable to hold it... suddenly a cool force was shot from behind him and integrated into him.
That is the power of the world tree, with the power of the rules of the dream, adding oil to Song Shuhang in the speed, giving him the final motivation.
Song Shuhang felt that his speed of the gods had once again increased and reached a critical point.
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In his eyes, the world began to compress.
The original three-dimensional world was suddenly flattened and pressed to a thin paper state. The concept of height began to fade away, and there was only width and length in his world...
Even his mind began to be restricted, and his mind was flattened.
Song Shuhang’s heart was moved: “Is this the vain fairy?”
At this time, the flat world that Yuanshen entered is obviously completely different from the normal world.
Song Shuhang tried to spread the knowledge of God.
In the past, when the gods spread, they would directly expand like a sphere. In the sky and underground, the whole space would be covered by the gods.
Now, when his gods expand, they are only like a plane circle.
Is the vain sky a two-dimensional world?
"I always feel that it will be very suitable for Bai Long's sister to live. The white dragon sister is becoming more and more flat. One day she will become a living creature." Song Shuhang was only thinking about Su Shi's sixteen, and then suddenly thought of it. The white dragon sister on the neck of A.16, then this strange thought jumped into his mind and could not linger.
"If this is the vain fairy, then the white predecessors? There are seven repairs, Lingdie, Yunquezi predecessors, where?" Song Shuhang did his best to spread his range of knowledge, search.