MTL - Cultivation Chat Group-Chapter 1118 I wish you success in your plan.

"No, the ancestor is a noble gold. This can be said to be a thing that dragons and dragons know."

Song Shuhang: "..."

Not even a white dragon?

Then, the little white dragon on the mysterious island and the left with these resentful messages are not the same dragon?

What is the brain, what did Song Wood do in ancient times? How many people have been provoked? How many dragons have you gotten?

Song Wood, known as the ‘Escape First’, will not all be able to escape from the dead.

"The ancestor of the ancestor is still alive?" Song Shuhang asked.

Fish Jiaojiao replied: "I don't know, my family has not been able to contact this ancestor for a long time. However, this ancestor should be still alive. It was the dragon king of that year, and he came out of his own life. I have never heard of the information that it has fallen, it should be somewhere in the universe."

Song Shuhang nodded and reopened the diary, trying to see what was written on it.

However, the ancient texts written in Japanese books do not have the attribute of 'self-translation' on these ancient scripts. Song Shuhang can barely recognize a few words.

"Jiaojiao, what is written on it?" Song Shuhang asked.

"I don't know, I don't know much about ancient scripts. However, I have inquired that it seems to be writing some chores." After the fishy voice stopped, he said: "Do you doubt what opportunities there are? I am looking for a teacher from Longwang Temple to translate it for me?"

"You can try." Song Shuhang laughed, then he closed the diary.

When he closed the diary, suddenly his heart moved.

His gaze fell on the cover of the diary of the diary.

"Golden, the bottom page of this diary is a little weird." Song Shudao.

When the eyes are bright, the eyes are bright: "Where is there a weird?"

She felt that her chances might come. The predecessors in the group did not say anything wrong. Song Shuhang, a guy with a good atmosphere, is the trumpet of Bai Zun. Moreover, compared with the white lord, Song Shuhang's air transport is safer!

According to a boring predecessor in the group secretly calculating - Song Shuhang's atmosphere is far away, not every passer is injured, but Song Shuhang himself. In other words, if anyone wants to take a look at Song Shuhang's WiFi, it's not right... It's a matter of air, don't worry that there will suddenly be a meteorite on the top of the head. Even if there are really meteorites, don't be afraid, the meteorite is mostly directed at Song Shuhang himself.

"Is the bottom page of this diary exactly the same as in your reality? I feel that there is also a message on this page. If you have time, go to the diary." Song Shudao.

"You wait a moment, I will go back to see this diary immediately." Fish is very charming.

"This kind of dreaming state, can you still go to the diary?" Song Shuhang surprised.

The fish smiled and smiled: "You are dreaming, I don't have it. I am still awake, waiting for me for a while."

Song Shuhang: "..."

About thirty seconds later.

The fishy voice of the fish rang again, but there was some loss in the tone: "There is still a message, but it is not an opportunity."

"What is that?" asked Song Shuhang.

"Wait for me, I update the memory in my mind. You put the book back on the bookshelf and open it again."

Song Shuhang: "..." Jiaojiao is your brain a computer?

However, he still put the diary back in the words and took it out.

This time, he turned over the diary directly and looked at the bottom seal.

After watching the bottom seal for a while, a string of words appeared.

This time, the font is so crooked that it is written in ancient times, but the ugly word is terrible.

[Wow, hahaha, stupid, if one day you die, I will release 3,000 fireworks to celebrate, I am very happy. You are dead, I don't have to worry anymore. 】

Song Shuhang: "..."

Nima, the atmosphere of the 'slightly sadness' created by the original ancestor of the real dragon in front of him, was ruined.

Song Shuhang only thought of one word in his mind - looking for death!

If Jinlong's first ancestor saw the answer of Song Wood's line, he would force the knife to slash people, and go all out to chase the goods. Not to mention the first ancestor of Jinlong. When Song Shuhang saw this answer, it was also a temple explosion, and there was a desire to hack people.

"It can only be said that this reply is definitely a three-wave disease."

Song Shuhang: "Cough, this is a matter of ancient times. Even if the three waves of predecessors are supernatural, they will not be able to spread the three waves of disease through time and space."

"That changed name, ancient three waves sick." Fish Jiaojiao continued.

Song Shuhang praised: "No problem."

But when I finished, Song Shuhang suddenly felt a move.

This sentence is replied by Song Wood.

That is to say... One day after the establishment of the Dragon King Hall, Song Wood quietly sneaked into the place and found the message of 'Golden Dragon's ancestor'. And, here, with the method of the Golden Dragon ancestor, send a reply.

Song Wood, specially rushed back to the Dragon King Hall of the year, just to reply to the message of Jinlong's first ancestor?

If this is the case... Perhaps Song Wood’s reply can’t just look at the surface.

The feelings or friendship between the two are certainly not as simple as literally.

In addition, one can see from the message of Song Wood that Song Wood can't beat Jinlong's first ancestor, and it has always been the one that is awkward.

“Is there any other messages?” Song Shuhang asked. “In addition, for a while, you are going to check the plaques, scrolls and half-carvings again. Song Wood returned the message on the diary, maybe several other items. He also has his message on it, just hidden in other locations."

"It makes sense, but is it necessary to see it? I feel that it is definitely a message to die."

Song Shuhang shook his head: "This Song wood is not as simple as you think."

About Song Wood is probably his ghost, this is his guess, and the theory of crossing time and space... After all, it is limited to novels, movies, and television.

Therefore, Song Shuhang can only tell some things that he knows and the fish: "This Song wood, which existed in the ancient Tianting period, has a relationship with many great people in ancient heaven. As far as I know, there are several long-lived people. And robbery, know Song wood. Plus the message here can be seen, Song wood and Jinlong ancestor, the relationship is very unusual. Perhaps you can guess something from the messages and responses between them. Maybe there will be a double opportunity?"

"It makes sense." Fish Jiao Jiao nodded: "Then I will take you to the next message, then I will go back and look at the plaque, scrolls and half-carving."

After all, the fish is charming and guides Song Shuhang in the world of Masek.

Finally, Song Shuhang came to a large jade bed.

"What is it here?" Song Shuhang was curious, because he was surrounded by mosaics, and he had no idea what room he was in.

"This is a cultivation resort of the Dragon King Hall. This jade bed is where the golden dragon ancestors slept, leaving a lot of dragons on them. For those of us who have the dragon blood, we practice near this jade bed. It will do more with less, and it will also allow the blood to be purified." Fish Jiao Jiao said: "Similarly, look at the bottom right corner of the bed, look carefully."

Jinlong ancestor must have obsessive-compulsive disorder, and its message must be in the lower right corner.

Song Shuhang stared at the lower right corner for a moment, then another string of text floated over.

[Hey, Song Wood, I am pregnant. 】

Song Shuhang: "噗~~"

This will not be the pot of Song Wood?

If so, then Song Wood already has fertility? So, is he not a ghost? Or... his previous guess was wrong, Song Wood is not his ghost?

"Jiaojiao, is there any reply on this jade bed?" Song Shudao.

"Don't pay attention, you look for it, there are no special things, I will go and see again." Fish Jiao Jiaodao.

Song Shuhang stared at the jade bed and looked closely.

"Here, the location of the bed, here is different. Jiaojiao, priority to look at the jade bed, see what the reply is." Song Shuhang quickly.

"Wait for a while." Fish is awesome.

After all, the fish in the Dragon King Hall is so delicate that he quickly goes to where the jade bed is.

A few minutes later.

The sound of the fish's petite voice: "Updated, you close your eyes and watch again. But... there is still no chance for this reply."

There was some disappointment in the sweet voice, but with some joy, she was very happy.

Treasure hunt, it’s boring to play alone. It is very interesting to have a companion to communicate with each other.

Song Shuhang closed his eyes and opened his eyes.

Later, he saw the twisted response of Song Wood.

[Hey, wait, you leave such a message, it will cause future generations to misunderstand! It’s definitely not my kind. We... There should be handwriting behind, but it should be erased by Song Wood.

Song Shuhang: "..."

Jinlong's first ancestor was pregnant. From her and Song Wood's message, this child does not seem to be a child of Song Wood. But... it is faintly feeling that this child and Song Wood can't get rid of it.

“Is there any other messages?” asked Song Shuhang.

With this string of messages and replies, the image of a pair of family members was formed in the minds of Song Shuhang and Yu Jiaojiao.

"There is the last place." Fish said: "I guide you to go... In addition, my body is also going to the same position."

The last place is a big drum. But this drum has no drums.

This time, no fish reminder is reminded, Song Shuhang looks at the lower right corner of the drum.

[Time is almost up, I have been here for you for 13 years, but you stupid but did not step into the Dragon King Temple step. I am leaving, maybe I will go see the Northern Emperor. If one day, I will see you again, I must kill you. You are killing, I said to do it. At that time, I will use your skin to paste this big drum. 】

Song Shuhang carefully examined the drum and pointed to the bottom of the drum: "Here!"

He seems to have a heart with Song Wood, always able to find his hidden message location.

"Synchronized, you close your eyes and blink."

[I wish you success in your plan. 】 Song wood's message.

Song Shuhang pinched his chin and reminisced the northern emperor.

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