Because of the seriousness of the atmosphere, Song Shuhang did not release himself, nor did he think about it.

There is no need to use the ‘sacred eye’ to think of the four robbing sacred bodies.

He is very serious in commemorating the robbing of the golden body.

- Sometimes, the tree doesn't want to move, but the wind will sway with the branches.

During the memorial process, the branches and buds on the body of Song Shuhang continued to emerge and swayed with the wind. The flower buds are blossoming open... and the serious atmosphere is greatly reduced.

A burst of flowers, floating in the world of Jinlian.

Of these pollen, it seems to have the ability to 'fantasy'.

This illusory effect does not harm the human body, and the effect is very low, and everyone does not care much.

However, as the fragrance grew stronger, many Confucian disciples seemed to have an illusion.

The disciples saw that there was a righteousness in the place where the Confucian robes were buried.

Subsequently, four elegant men appeared, which corresponded to the four Confucian robes buried under the funeral.

Four elegant men, either holding a scroll, or holding a guqin, or dancing with a long sword, or playing a flute.

They are together, plucking the piano, poems, swords, and flutes.

In the vagueness, there are nine images of blurred figures around them.

"Is it an illusion?" Constant Fire stunned his eyes.

He is now infinitely close to the realm of the ‘Sage of the Supreme’, and even as the administrator of the 'Golden Lotus World’, can’t immune to this illusion?

If it is an illusion, why is it so true?

Moreover, the content of the four robbing sages when they talk about the law seems to be clear and eloquent.

Confucian disciples, their eyes are blurred, but listening to the contents of the narration of the narrators, there are many doubts in their hearts. There are a lot of obscure knowledge of the theory of exercises, and I don’t know why all of them are solved.

All the disciples who participated in the funeral entered a state of contradiction. Their eyes are blurred, but their hearts are bright as mirrors. The brain runs at a high speed, the understanding of Confucian exercises, and the understanding of the state of mind are rapidly increasing.

This situation lasted for nearly half an hour.

Suddenly, there was another gust of wind in the world of Jinlian.

All the pollen was blown away.

The pollen spread, and the four shadows of the gentle men who floated from the burial place disappeared.

The beauty of the meritorious snake gently retracted the eyes of the saints and quietly sneaked back into the body of Song Shuhang.

At the same time, Song Shuhang heard a vague pharyngeal sound in his body.

Is it a fairy?

Moreover, it is the creation of the fairy tales.

She was so sad that she cried...

Song Shuhang looked back at the four places where the burial of the sacred priests was restored.

The scene just now is an illusion?

Or is it some information left in the Confucian thirteen robbery, was excited, formed the projection?

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The funeral is over.

The Confucian scene did not know why, crying into a piece, a sad atmosphere enveloped the audience.

The lynx is infected with emotions, and the same crying is not the same.

Song Shuhang did not adapt to this scene. He quietly withdrew the Golden Lotus world with the white predecessors, the Soviet Union's sixteen, and the turtles.

This sad atmosphere, somehow, made him feel touched.

It seems that... At some time and in a certain place, he also lost important predecessors like Confucian members. His heart was like a colic and he cried into tears.

Obviously, there has never been such a thing, and everyone who is important to him is still alive.

But this feeling, from the depths of his heart, can not calm down.

Su Shi’s Aliu saw his mood down, flew to his side, and reached out and touched Song Shuhang’s head.

Song Shuhang enjoyed his eyes narrowing.

"White predecessor, A-16, Bailong sister." Song Shuhang out of the channel.

The white predecessors turned their heads and turned: "Well?"

"When are we going to study the catastrophe?" Song Shuhang firmly said: "We will thoroughly study the catastrophe, and then strive to make the predecessors of the 'Jiuzhou No. 1 group', each time every time they rob, I can live well."

"Okay." The whites replied: "There should be a lot of stocks in the 'day robbery nuclear bombs I collected last time." We will find a place where we can detonate the 'day robbery nuclear bombs' next time. Let's study them. After this trip, I found that the robbery was also very interesting. It was not as old-fashioned and unchanging as before."

Su Shi A Xie also nodded with a smile.

......

......

The night is getting darker.

Song Shuhang, Su Shi A XVI, Turtle predecessors floated in the void of Confucianism.

"Go." Song Shudao.

Did not come and bid farewell to the predecessors of the constant fire, under the atmosphere at the time, he also did not say goodbye.

After the dawn, call the regular fire predecessors.

Now, let's leave Confucianism, and then find a good place to contact the ‘Green Fairy’.

"Book Airlines, Confucianism will give you the remuneration of the confiscation." Lily mother wiped her tears, suddenly - this matter, related to her future salary.

Book Air is a poor man with no penny. She is working very hard, and she is very panicked.

At that time, if the boss Song Shuhang has no money to pay wages, can't she let her sell the core world souvenirs to wages?

"Let's go back." Song Shuhang smiled warmly and said: "I have a relationship with Confucianism, and I still have a chance to meet next time. Moreover, it is not suitable for Confucianism now."

After Lingshi received it, he had to pay the maintenance fee of the shadow lord's predecessor.

But if the stone is not received... then the Confucian will always owe him a spiritual stone. On his books, there is a sum of money! In theory, he is not penniless. In this way, his daring can also be stronger.

After all, Song Shuhang’s chic hand, a wooden flower on the bottom of the body, bears a small fruit, smelling different.

The white nose of the white predecessor sniffed... Then, the white-eyed leopard, whose eyes were sharp, like hunting, fell on Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang was subconscious and wanted to escape from the sword.

"Book Air Xiaoyou ~ Book Air Xiaoyou ~ ~ wait a minute." Just at this moment, the sound of constant fire Zhenjun came from afar.

After the constant fire, there is a row of Confucian disciples, carrying a big box and running fast.

This is Confucianism, and it is necessary to send Song Shuhang a reward.

In each big box, there is a fragrance of Lingshi.

Although vulgar, but the big custom is elegant.

Constant Fire Zhenjun carefully prepared a gift for Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang wants to run faster when he subconsciously - Confucianism pays back the money, and his spiritual stone on the book is gone.

But if you run this time, it will be too emotional.

Song Shuhang turned and greeted the constant fire Zhenjun: "The constant fire predecessors, in fact, do not have to be so anxious, I am not lacking now..."

In half, he got stuck.

The phrase ‘I don’t lack Lingshi’, even if it’s just used to pass the scene, he can’t say it.

Insufficient strength.

"It's all some vulgar things. In this case, you don't have to be polite."

He clap his hands, a box of boxes of Lingshi, and sent it to Song Shuhang.

At the same time, Henghuo Zhenjun took out his mobile phone and said to Songshang: "Come, book. I will send you a document. I will send you a document. The file is relatively large. There are two Gs, which is a "sickle knife method". I know that you are missing this."

Song Shuhang learned from the A-16 that the knife flying and the remote sickle attack, but he did not learn the matching knife.

Constant fire is really good, good intentions.