Song Shuhang rubbed the 'jewel fruit' and rubbed it bit by bit. The flesh was fat and juicy, sweet but not greasy, and the taste was refreshing, and when the layer of peeled skin was bitten, it was crunchy, like a candied haws, and chewed very much. have a feeling.

Of course, what he likes more is the 'nucleus' of the gem fruit.

Under normal circumstances, the uncultured 'gem fruit' is smaller, only the nails are large, and it looks like a reduced type of 'spirit stone'. There are about ten cores in a gem fruit. To make them a spiritual stone, you need a series of cultivation processes.

Song Shuhang looked at these small fruit cores and felt particularly cute mainly because they grew like a stone.

After using these powers to pick out these cores, Song Shuhang nodded with satisfaction.

This taste and taste, white pretend will love it.

[Right, I don’t know if the white predecessors like this taste? 】 Song Shuhang thought of the white predecessor in his mind... Then he entangled, because he really couldn’t think of what he had overlooked.

Let's send a batch to the white predecessor.

Song Shuhang thought about it, waved his hand, and tried to hold ten gems of fruit and took them off.

"Then, I will go out first. The core world will be handed over to you." Song Shuhang said to the core assistant and the group of bees.

"Mr. Ba Song please wait." Core helper.

After all, the group of bees and small light groups flew over again. They carried a small jade bottle filled with sweet liquid.

"Honey?" asked Song Shuhang. When the fairy scorpion introduced these small bees, they said that they could spread pollen and collect honey.

After seeing Song Shuhang guessing the answer, the eight bees Xiaoguang group danced happily around him.

"Haha, you guys, hard work." Song Shuhang extended his right hand, the habitual hand slipped... I sent a "sick knife" to each bee.

The eight bees were lightly shaken, and the light group fainted.

After a while, they flew to a 'gem fruit' tree and rested.

"Not good, use it." Song Shuhang is worried about looking at them. These eight little guys are fine? Seeing that they are flying all the way.

Long Luoxiao's assistant: "Mr. Ba Song does not have to worry, they are too tired before, now it is just a good time to rest."

In other words, "Knife-raising" can also be effective for these small bees. How do you feel that there is no such thing as "Knife-up" that can't be raised in the world? It is a strange thing to study the predecessors of "Knife-up".

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Song Shuhang’s thoughts held ten gems, carrying the bee bottle in his hand and stepping out from the core world.

After a little induction, he found that the white predecessors were in the backyard and didn't know what toss.

Song Shuhang laughed happily, trotting a little, then leaping down from the top of the building, and lightly landed on the side of the white predecessor: "White predecessors, I am back."

"I have already sensed your breath, and I have to step back. Don't step on the parts." The white predecessor had a white apron hanging on his body. He was squatting on the floor and assembling a metal cymbal.

“What are the white predecessors doing?” Song Shuhang curiously asked, while holding up a gem fruit with his thoughts and sending it to the white predecessor: “The fruit you want, this is the special product 'gem fruit' from the animal husbandry industry. It tastes great."

The white predecessors turned their heads and extended their oily hands. They waved and said: "Don't mess, your hands are dirty."

However, after turning around, the white-faced whites of the face were bright and bright: "It is really easy to use this thing, and send it a little more."

Song Shuhang said that he would carry the gem fruit forward with his thoughts.

The white predecessors bite down and nodded with satisfaction: "Well, the taste is good."

"What are you assembling in the white predecessor?" Song Shuhang asked again.

"In the afternoon, I was idle, and I removed the armor of the mechanical warriors. Then I tried to assemble this big guy. Just finished, almost finished, give you a look at the effect. Ah." The white predecessors were again Take a bite on the gem fruit, then step back and reach for a shot on the metal.

咔咔咔~

The original mess of metal plaques assembled to form a huge metal right arm.

The white senior reached into the hand of the right arm and gently clenched his fist.

The huge metal right arm also followed the action of making a fist.

The white predecessors began to play their fingers, and the fingers of the metal right arm would also follow the bullets.

"White predecessors, you want to make Transformers?" Song Shuhang asked curiously.

"No, this is just a prototype of a musical instrument. It is still a purely mechanical version. When I finish it, its volume can be reduced, it will help the right fist and enhance the power of the boxing. As long as it fills enough Lingshi, it is a product. Small monks can use it. In the future, it is more convenient to use electric energy or other energy sources directly.” The white predecessors introduced: “Ah.”

The advantage of the mechanical type of instrument is here. It does not require complicated arrays to activate. As long as there is a Lingshi, even a small monk can use the ‘Samsung Royal Fire Fan’ in the hands of Song Shuhang.

“Is it useful for high-ranking monks?” Song Shuhang asked curiously.

"It's just a prototype, it's just a big toy. If you want to be truly lethal, you have to wait for the later version to update." The white predecessor waved a huge metal fist and said: "The only way to attack it now is that I am There is a powerful hypnotic smoke bomb placed inside, a smoke bomb that is researched alone, and the general spell can't prevent it. The hypnosis effect is very good, even if the Seven Masters inhale the smoke, they have to lose a moment. I have to give it a series. The name is OK, oh oh... oh, there is a shell... suddenly~”

A small stone-like core squirted from the white predecessor's mouth and accurately flew to the distant trash can.

"White predecessors, in fact, this core is still useful." Song Shuhang reminded that according to the Qingyi fairy, the core can still make results.

"That will intercept it." The white predecessor wielded a huge metal fist and added: "As long as I press it, this fist can fly out like a cannonball... Well, it is wrong."

Then, Song Shuhang saw a small fist-sized warhead squirting out from the white metal fists of the predecessors and exploding. A smog enveloped the entire backyard.

Then, he was black in front of him and fell to the ground.

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This night, Song Shuhang had a dream.

He dreamed that he broke out.

"Golden Dan has no regrets, eight dragons!" He was delighted and made a fist: "My son will never be willing to be weak after a lifetime."

Oh... dreaming?