MTL - Cultivation Chat Group-Chapter 1749 Too much trouble, change me!

This ‘application’ is still projected and appears in front of Song Shuhang.

It may be because the members present have added the friends of Song Shuhang. The members of the 'Jiuzhou No.1 Group' can see the projection frame of this application.

"Wait, the Song predecessors have not been comatose? How did he choose?" Yu softer out of the channel.

Isn’t the Song predecessor actually not in a coma, just in a state of slumber? Or, can the Song predecessors in a coma be able to make a choice?

But in fact... Song Shuhang in the coma does not have this function.

He did not choose ‘yes’ or ‘no’.

This selection box has always appeared and has not changed.

After about ten seconds.

The projected projection frame screen changes.

[Because the administrator has not responded for a long time, after 10 seconds, it will enter the automatic silent process, the default option is ‘Yes’. 】

Then, a countdown function appears.

Beihe scattered people: "..."

"Is there such an operation?" The mad knife and the three waves pinched the chin: "Miao!"

Huangshan Supreme: "Slightly pit."

After the book hangs Xiaoyou wakes up, remind him to cancel the ‘automatic default’ function, otherwise God knows when it will be pitted.

After about 5 seconds, I saw that the countdown time was coming to an end.

At this time, Song Shuhang suddenly opened his eyes.

The countdown stops immediately.

"Song predecessors, you wake up." Yurouzi said.

Song Shuhang nodded in difficulty: "I have been sleeping well, but I don't know why. I suddenly dreamed of walking with the Confucian saint on the clouds. This time he turned back and smiled at me and told me that he was studying 'six. Eye poison spider. I was suddenly woken up, and I always felt someone was pitting me."

I always feel that someone is going to murder.

Yukoko blinked: "Is it because of the reason that the "made fairy" returned to your body?"

"The make-up fairy is back? It is possible that she has a sage in her hand." Song Shuhang licked his temple and saw the projection 'application box' in front of his eyes.

"What is this?" Song Shuhang asked.

[叮~龙络 applied to the administrator to demonstrate the 'Little Sun Plan', need administrator assistance, agree, yes/no? 】

“Little Sun Plan? Demonstration?” Song Shuhang looked at the mad knife and three waves: “Is it a demonstration for the older generation?”

After all, he reached out and pointed to the option of 'yes'.

“How to demonstrate?” Song Shuhang asked again.

"Need the administrator to cooperate." Longluo assistant replied.

"Good demonstration, I have to sleep for a while." Song Shuhang waved his hand, and his body huddled into a ball, stumbled and continued to fall asleep.

From the beginning to the end, he seems to have not been officially awake.

Longluo’s assistant nodded and made a metal-sounding voice: “Execute the administrator’s command to demonstrate the ‘Little Sun Plan’. Extract the dragon’s idle power and build the ‘Sunrise Throne’.”

A moment later, from the Longluo, there was an ‘Sunrise Throne’ frame that was already ready to be extracted.

Building a small sun belonging to the 'Black Dragon World', before the ancient times, was in the plan of ‘Longluo’. Even the entire framework of the Rising Sun Throne has been built.

It was only because of the influence of the 'Magic Emperor' that the Rising Sun Throne Plan was put on hold indefinitely. Today, the influence of the Emperor on the Dragon is eliminated, and this Little Sun plan is re-extracted.

The throne of the rising sun is made up of a whole piece of bone, which is spherical in shape. The throne is huge, and its true size is enough to cover a country. When I was just taken out, it covered the sky and covered dozens of ‘龙鳞小世界’

Later, under the control of Longluo's assistant, it turned into a basketball size and emerged in front of everyone.

Inside the ball's bones, there are carved thrones one after another, densely filled with internal space, the number is about 10,000.

"This is the throne of the rising sun?" Three waves curiously looked at the round bone.

“The demonstration begins.” Longluo assistant.

From the central position of the throne of the Rising Sun, there is a 'Throne' that illuminates into a rune-like style and floats to Song Shuhang.

Huangshan Supreme: "Sure enough."

The so-called demonstration is to use Song Shuhang to make props and show the whole process to everyone.

When the rune style falls on the side of Song Shuhang, on behalf of Song Shuhang, the ‘Heba Song’ in the ID of Longluo is bright and touches the rune.

At the same time, the ‘Balong ancient holy’ dragon prints are automatically sacrificed, and the ‘transliteration style’ is stamped.

[The contract is completed. 】 Longluo assistant reminded: [Because it is the reason of ‘demo”, the contract will be terminated with administrator privileges after the demonstration. 】

The process of making a contract is simple and there are no complicated rituals.

Longluo now has every precious energy, and will never be wasted in fancy rituals.

"Can you lift it? That's fine." Huangshan Zun, nodded gently.

"After the contract is completed, can the Song predecessors gain the ability to transform?" Yukoko asked curiously.

"I think, there should be no such function." Beihe is a humane, if it really has the ability to transform, it will be very spicy eyes.

The rune-style return of the throne of the rising sun fell on the 'throne' of the central government.

In the next moment, in the eyes of all, the rune-style style embodies the appearance of ‘Song Shuhang’. Song Shuhang, an uncle who is about forty years old, sits on the throne and is full of majesty.

“What is the price paid by Song Shuhang’s Xiaoyou?” asked Huangshan Zun.

[The administrator and the 'Throne' in the Throne of the Rising Sun are connected together. From then on, the administrator's consciousness can cross the space limit and appear on the 'Throne' at any time. It only takes a certain amount of mental power...] Long Luo Xiao Assistant began to introduce the price to pay after the contract was set.

But when it was not finished, there was a sudden wave of space around it. The figure of the white predecessor two appeared, holding the hamster on his shoulder: "Song Shuhang, after listening to the lecture, I am going to check it out... oh? Is it faint?"

The white clan's two curious squats on the side of Song Shuhang: "I was still alive and kicking before, how do you feel dizzy and fainted? That way he finished reading?"

"White predecessors?" In the Jiuzhou No. 1 group, several members were puzzled.

But after they called out, they felt wrong again.

The ‘white predecessor’ in front of him gives a feeling of trepidation...not a heartbeat, but a heart and liver tremble.

"Hey, everyone, what are you playing?" asked the white predecessor two.

Yukoko raised his hand and replied: "The predecessors of Song were signing a contract with the ‘Rising Sun Throne, and becoming a little sun.”

"Contract? The mess he signed was quite a lot." The white predecessor two, then he got up and looked at the contract between the 'Rising Sun Throne' and Song Shuhang.

"Isn't it just to get a little sun, what are you doing with this trouble? If you want a contract, you have to pay a wonderful price. If you change it, you will wipe the price you have to pay and change it." The white predecessor said, I took out a heart that would beat.

Pseudo. The eyes of the long-eyed planet.

The white predecessor two has successfully cracked and produced fake products.

After I made it, I sent it to Song Shuhang, and it just came in handy.