MTL - Cultivation Chat Group-Chapter 1733 Seniors, sitting steady, I have to drive.

Song Shuhang turned his head and saw the big face of Peas. It is now a big deer.

"..." Song Shuhang sat up and laughed and said: "Doudou, less exposure to the bad knowledge on the Internet."

Peas spit on the tongue and scorned: "Online contact? Hehe, book navigation, when I started to contact this knowledge, the network has not appeared yet."

Song Shuhang looked up at the sky and was speechless.

At this time, behind him, the beauty of the meritorious snake licked his eyes, and the mouth made a very weak, soft cry: "No ~ ~"

Song Shuhang: "..."

When this sound is sent from @#%×仙子口, is it not colored?

“Is the day of the robbery over?” He began to forcefully shift the subject.

At the same time, his eyes patrol around and look for familiar figures.

Guhu Guanzhenjun predecessor, still alive!

Tian Tian, ​​the deputy island owner, is still alive!

The bronze ancestors are still alive!

There are other predecessors in the group, such as Yuanshen, Peas, Yuzizi, and Xiaoyinzhu, all safe and sound.

Everyone is still alive.

Song Shuhang was relieved and relieved, and there seemed to be a huge stone hanging from his heart that finally fell. The things in the dream did not really happen, and the three predecessors were still safe.

At this moment, he was almost excited to cry.

He closed his eyes.

In the nightmare... the kind of all means, but failed to hold the 'Jiuzhou No. 1 group' three predecessors unwilling and regret, deeply branded in his heart, can not wipe away.

It seems as if at a certain moment, he really lost three of his predecessors.

[This kind of thing, once experienced is enough. Even in nightmares or demons, it is the same. 】 Song Shuhang gently clenched his fists.

This nightmare is different from ‘dreaming’. Dreaming is the life of others... and the nightmare that happened this time is more like an experience of oneself.

A similar thing can never happen again.

"Song predecessors, what dreams have you dreamed of?" Yu Rouzi squatted on the back of Peas and asked for a small face.

Song Shuhang licked his face and quickly converge his emotions. He said: "I dreamed that in the days of robbery, several of the predecessors of the gods were awakened."

Yukoko’s face was disappointed: “The nightmare of Song’s predecessors is ordinary, I thought it was a more fun dream.”

Peas: "I thought it would be a very dark dream."

Song Shuhang: "..."

Peas, can we talk about the topic of ‘color gas’?

"Right, the green lady?" Song Shuhang again transferred the topic.

"Behind you." Peas back.

When Song Shuhang turned around, he discovered Wu Daoshi and... the yellow-green lady.

"Hey? What happened to the green lady? How did she wither like this?" Song Shuhang quickly lifted up the Taoist stone and sprinkled a few rounds of 'healing'.

"Do not worry, the little onion demon is fine, I have checked for her, just consume too much, wait for some recovery, and then give her some nutrients to recover. This time really thanks to her." The **** of the six cents of the East I got together and came out.

When the group of people recovered from the state of 'the sense of deprivation and the suppression of the gods', they found that everyone was entangled with the onion sprouts of the green lady, and the smoked Song Shuhang, desperately covering everyone.

When I saw this scene, everyone guessed it out - everyone in the room owed this onion and book.

After that, the smoked Song Shuhang returned to a human form and fell into a coma. The green onion of the green onion is all yellow, and it is restored to the state of the onion, and the onion is withered.

"It’s okay." Song Shuhang sighed after hearing the words of the Six Immortals in the East. He put the scallions back into the ‘one inch shrinking bag’ and deposited the nine phoenix knives.

"The day of the robbery is over?" Song Shuhang looked up.

The robbery cloud has disappeared and there are no signs of reunion. The group’s robbery space has turned into that white world, and there is no such thing.

"Yes, the robbery is over." Huangshan Zunren Yuanshen said with a smile: "We are all safe, but there is still a little trouble."

"Small trouble?" Song Shuhang stood up: "Since the robbery is over, should we go out?"

"This is the little trouble I have to say... It’s been a while since the end of the robbery, but we haven’t got the feeling of being transferred from the ‘the space of the robbery.’” Huangshan said.

Song Shuhang: "!!!"

"We suspect that it may be related to this ‘group squad space' is a semi-finished product. Perhaps it has not yet functioned to send the cultivators to the robbery space.” Lichee Fairy Road.

After all, at the beginning, even the day of robbery was shut out of this space.

"Typical killing, no matter buried."

Beihe Sanren: "If it is a BUG, ​​it may be repaired in a while. Just like the previous catastrophe, it was later put in?"

"Speaking of the robbery, I always feel that I am dead in the robbery." Guhu Guanzheng held his chin: "I thought I was going to die young, and I have been regretting that I have not left a will. There is a stove that has been hard to get together, and the medicinal materials of 'Zheng Rong Dan' have not yet come and opened."

Song Shuhang’s heart was touched fiercely...

"You have no more regrets? For example, that?" The King of Creation smiled.

Guhu Guanzhenjun: "Oh, huh, this is the main reason why I am already in the realm of six products, and you are still the five products."

"Day, you have to tie me with a heart?"

Su Shi’s A-Seven guessed: “I feel that it may be the reason why you tried to contact ‘天劫光华’ at the beginning of the ancient lake, so you left a psychological shadow.”

The ancient lake Guan Zhenjun nodded: "It is really possible."

"Actually... I also have this feeling. I feel like I have died once in the robbery." The Emperor of the Copper Emperor held his hands and squatted, sitting across from the North River.

Beihe scattered people: "Can you not pose such a girl?"

"I hate it~~ People are always 18-year-old girl~~" The gongs of the gongs hold the orchid finger, and the voice of the lychee fairy is dripping.

"Copper, you give me to die!" The lychee fairy was stunned, grabbed the bare feet of the gongs, and lifted him up, ready to cast a windmill.

"Fairy wait, let me turn first." Beihe scattered people called: "The black-haired now wearing a skirt, the fairy you have a big windmill, I feel that the picture will hurt the eyes."

Lychee Fairy: "..."

How do you say that I am happy to play the windmill?

"Song predecessors, are you distracted?" Yu softou asked out loudly.

Song Shuhang shook his head gently: "Well, a little bit distracted. I am thinking about something."

"But... we are all lucky to survive. It is worth celebrating." The singer of the bronze singer pressed his skirt with both hands and said happily.

The same skill, once used by the monk, is ineffective for the second time. The same is true for windmills! The gongs feel that they are fearless.

"Really, I want to celebrate." Song Shuhang nodded slightly, and then he suddenly remembered one thing: "Right, Litchi Fairy. According to my personal experience... Yuanshen can be turned into a small group!"

Lychee Fairy: "??"

Song Shuhang made a sly gesture in his hands: "In this way, the Yuanshen can be turned into a small group. After being smashed into a group, it is quite uncomfortable. Experience it for yourself!"

Tonglu Xianshi: "Book Air Xiaoyou, I have not offended you recently??"

"Give me a small group, copper gong!" Litchi fairy began to try to smash the ball.

"This is a celebration, the bronze ancestors." Song Shuhang smiled and stressed: "It is celebration."

Celebrate everyone's peace.

"Speaking of congratulations, Huangshan seniors, I have a suggestion!" Dongfang Jing Xue Xianzi raised his hand and shouted.

Huangshan Zunzi looked to the Oriental Jing Xue Fairy: "In addition to wanting to sing and celebrate, other suggestions you can mention."

The Oriental Jing Xue Fairy sat down with a lost face: "I didn't recommend it."

Huangshan Supreme: "..."

Fairy, you really want to sing, don't forget that the Taoist friends are still on the side, do you want everyone to kill you?

"Speaking of congratulations, Huangshan predecessors, wait for us to go out from the ‘robbery space’, open a banquet! Celebrate our collective robbery.” Snow Wolf Cave main road.

The topic of the Jiuzhou No. 1 group jumps very fast. The last second was still discussing the ‘robbery space BUG’ and suddenly jumped to the party in the next second.

Song Shuhang couldn't help but say: "So... is it better to come to the restaurant I opened to celebrate?"

At this time, I just advertised my own restaurant.

My disciple is very good at repairing the 'Fairy Kitchen' technology... It’s been a few days, just let her try cooking?

Moreover, Ms. Kuna has a good wine. I wonder if I can buy some from her?

Huangshan Zunren smiled and said: "Well, the place is arranged in the restaurant of Xiaohangyou. At that time, everyone has something good to bring. We open a long-lost banquet and don't get drunk."

After discussing it for a long time...

The topic has returned to the question of ‘from the space of the robbery.’

Because everyone found out that a group of people seemed to have been forgotten by the ‘robbery space’.

For a long time, there is no feeling of going out from here.

Three waves of mad knives: "You said, will it be the "invisible death" catastrophe, all of us have survived stubbornly, and the big robbers that have been ravaged for a long time have not received a head, and the mood has collapsed. So are we going to shut us down in this space and keep it forever?"

"There is no such humanized emotion in the day of the robbery."

Yukoko: "Maybe we have to wait for this ‘group to rob the space’ to perfect, and evolve into a 'finished product' before we can leave?”

"How long will it take!" Peas said boring.

"Maybe, ten days and a half. It may be a hundred and eighty years?" Beihe scattered people guessed.

Peas yelled: "Chu Chu, my Chu Chu ~ ~ hundred and eighty years later, my several cool things are cool."

Huangshan Supreme: "..."

To be honest, it is obvious that he is a big dog son with his own hands. However, he really does not know when Peas’ ‘Chu Chu Control’ was suffering.

At this time, the dragon assistant around Song Shuhang finally recovered.

"Maybe, I have a way." Song Shudao: "Predecessors, sitting steady, I have to drive."

Two sets of combined instruments were collected by Song Shuhang.

He picked up Xiaoyinzhu and added: "Destination, Black Dragon World... Holy Space."

×

×

Thanks to our 132nd ally ~ [blank_light] ally. Sprinkle flowers.