When both blinking and closed eyes are dark, Song Shuhang began to seriously consider whether he needs to sleep well.

"Wait, this state is wrong. Why is my god's consciousness limited to a narrow range? Even the third god's eye only sees a darkness?" Song Shuhang, whose brain is washed by the 'immortal rule', whose thinking speed is reduced Finally, I noticed the abnormality of my current position.

"Song?? The brain shell has taken the opportunity again?? Book flight." The meritorious snake beauty shrinks and appears behind Song Shuhang, learning to sing the singer of the fairy. At the same time, she reached out and took the eyeball that had been completely finished in Song Shuhang’s right eye. Then, press the small hand on the left eye of Song Shuhang and apply the healing spells again and again.

Only her and Song Shuhang in this narrow space, even the "Ghosts and Fairy" in Song Shuhang now ran to the Su Shi's body and joined the fun, so the beauty and beauty of the snakes were too lazy to act, rarely use their own voice.

When the beauty of the meritorious snake appeared, the golden light of merit illuminated, illuminating the side of Song Shuhang. Song Shuhang found himself in a box with a hint of fruity aroma in the box, which is the taste of bayberry that the whites loved.

After his slow brain turned around for a long while, he said: "You can still talk well with the merits of the fairy."

At the same time, he finally noticed that his current state is abnormal - just like the last time he received too much information in one breath, the sequel to the brain was the same. At this time, influenced by the law of immortality, his mind was white and his movements were extremely slow. Whenever he wanted to think, the ‘Tian Dao rule’ information would occupy his brain cpu and wash his reflex nerves.

This time, the influence of the 'Tiandao Law' is more aggressive and the aftereffects are stronger.

"Right, meritorious fairy. If the next time my skull is down again, don't call my real name, it feels very shameful. Next time my brain is down, you call me a dog egg. Cheng?? brain shell Also took the opportunity to kill the dog eggs." Song Shuhang added.

Gongde Snake Beauty: "..."

She silently recorded this sentence and sent it to the dog egg **** when she was ready to return to the world. Song Shuhang has recently been too skinned and needs to be cut.

"In other words, have I been loaded into the coffin?" Song Shuhang reached out and tapped the lid of the box.

When the white predecessors came over, they took the gift of the flying sword-type coffin from the white predecessor.

Song Shuhang estimated that he should have been loaded into the giant flying sword coffin at this time.

"But why did the white predecessors have to load me into the flying coffin? And... I should still be in the state of "Xuansheng Lectures"?" Song Shuhang wondered.

When he calms down his heart, he can sense that his 'goodness ties' with the practitioners of the heavens are still there, and the practitioners of the heavens and the world are still trading the core of evil through him and 'what can sell big shackles'. .

Is it that I suddenly fell asleep, in order to prevent me from appearing ugly in the eyes of the practitioners of the heavens, so the white predecessors put me into the flying sword coffin?

"In short, we first contact the predecessors of the white people." Song Shuhang said, forcefully slap the coffin board, and use the group to pass the secret into the secret method: [white predecessors, can sell everything, you are there? 】

[At, busy. 】 Anything can sell Daxie first to return.

[At, I am also worried. 】 White predecessors retaliated.

Song Shuhang asked: [You are busy? 】

Just as he spoke, the eye of the Confucian saint in the left eye finally restarted. Subsequently, the ‘returning barrage’ of the celestial practitioners of the heavens drifted again from the eyes of Song Shuhang.

[Bai Sheng received so much material in one breath, is creating a ground frame? ]

[What is the use of this framework? I saw that the tyrants of the Song Dynasty were loaded into the huge flying sword by Bai Sheng and buried in the underground frame. ]

[Sexy bulls, buried online. ]

[Speaking, the predecessors of the Song Dynasty are still in the space of the "Xuan Sheng Lectures"? At that time, this huge framework built by Bai Sheng can be removed from this space of the "Xuan Sheng Lecture"? Someone curiously asked.

On the side of him, there are companions who immediately replied: [The process of preaching the sacred and sacred sacred priests has long been rubbed by the tyrannical tyrants on the ground, and the means of tyrannical sects and sorrows. Come out and come out. It may be that when the next Xuan Sheng is on stage, the hegemony will suddenly appear, giving everyone a surprise. ]

Song Shuhang: "..."

I am not, I don't have it, don't talk nonsense! When did I rub the process of ‘people’s sacredness’ and ‘Xuansheng’s teachings’? It is obvious that every time I accidentally, I was forced to pull in.

As for the Xuansheng lecture space as a backyard, I want to enter the white predecessor, not me, I really don't have this function, don't me!

In addition, after his slow thinking speed slowly turned a circle, he began to guess whether the white predecessor was giving him a slogan.

If he is really drumming the tomb, he has to insert a hand.

After all, he is wearing a ‘Tiandao Tomb Tower Design Map’ and the IX Digital Reconstruction of the Tomb Figure.

[White predecessors, are you casting a tomb? If it is... then I have two plans for the tomb. Do you want to be embarrassed? 】 Song Shuhang again voiced into the secret channel.

White predecessor: [When did you get the design of the tomb? 】

[I just got it, I entered a dream when I entered. That dream I met an immortal lover who didn't know. When he was in a dream, he left a teaching video of a tomb in the field, and I got the drawings from there. 】 Song Shuhang flew back quickly.

[The immortal teaches to make a tomb? 】 White predecessors are confused.

Song Shuhang: [It is said that this is also a link of the 'excessive' of the immortal people... So, the white predecessors, do you want to build a tomb for yourself, then we will move together the tombs of all members of the 'Jiuzhou No.1 Group'. Think about it. 】

During the speech, he copied the tomb of the immortal Taoist through the ‘Comprehensive Chat function’ and passed it to the white body...

If you want to copy the drawings in your mind, it is the most convenient way to pass the ‘recognition chat function’. Therefore, Song Shuhang directly used this technique. Anyway, the white predecessors got the drawings, which is equivalent to the white predecessors.

[Busy, am I not sending a avatar to you? Have contacted me beforehand. 】 The white body quickly responded.

Song Shuhang had a delay in response at this time. He tried to concentrate and wanted to explain to the white predecessors.

But soon, the white predecessor sent another message: [This drawing is a tomb design? Where did you get it? 】

[The dream was copied from an immortal Taoist. 】 Song Shuhang tried to reply.

The white predecessor said: [immortal? It turns out that... Book Air, send this tomb design to you, and then let him cooperate with me, we are ready to enter the final ring of the God-making plan. The number of evil cores is almost the same. The design of this tomb is just the last small problem in the plan. 】

[White predecessor, white predecessor two, he fell asleep... and, probably, the kind of waking up in a short time. If you really need help, let me do it for you. What I am saying now is that Jiuyou dominates the temporary workers. 】 Song Shu waterway.