"Song Shuhang's little friend in a drunken state is simply unreasonable. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Crazy knife Sanlang secretly wiped a cold sweat, fortunately Song Shuhang Xiaoyou was drunk, otherwise he might have been 'cremated' by Song Shuhang Xiaoyou to find a fire.

I wanted to tease Song Xiaoyou, but I almost caught fire.

While thinking about it, Luochen Zhenjun came to the side of the three waves of the mad knife, squatted down and helped him up: "Are you okay, three waves Daoyou?"

"Almost died. Crazy Knife Sanlang sighed.

"It's good that I'm not dead, otherwise I don't even know who I'm going to give this thing to. Luochen Zhenjun smiled, and then gave a long bill to the mad knife Sanlang.

"What is this?" asked the three waves of the Wild Knife.

Luochen Zhenjun: "The treatment fee prescribed by Senior Brother Yao is yours from Brother Sanlang." ”

Crazy Knife Three Waves: "Huh?" tossed him and charged him medical bills, what kind of sweet dream does this pharmacist fool have? Believe it or not, he went crazy with three waves, let the pharmacist stupid taste the taste of 'crazy knife'?

Luochen Zhenjun: "Brother Sanlang, it's better for you to talk after reading the bill." ”

Crazy Dao Sanlang blinked suspiciously, he opened the bill and looked at it from beginning to end - only to see that the bill recorded a lot of precious medicinal recipes, each of which had the effect of being reborn.

There are nearly 200 flavors of medicinal herbs in total, each of which is very precious, and with the net worth of three waves of crazy knives, it will be extremely painful to pay.

However, at the end of the bill, there was a payer written - Xuannumen Skylark.

Seeing the name of the lark of the Xuannumen, the whole person of the crazy knife Sanlang was not good.

He remembered that many years ago, he was tossed with a year and four months of horror by a 'great senior' who was as dazzling and beautiful as the moon in the night sky.

That's right, that beautiful senior, whose name is 'Xuannumen Skylark', is the peak of the 7-rank Lingzun, and it is only a line away from the 'Xuansheng' realm that appears in front of the 8-rank people. This is a real Great Senior-level figure, and the other Great Senior, the 'Seven Cultivation Venerables', is an existence of the same era.

During the walk-behind tractor competition, the King of Creation brought a message to the three waves of the Crazy Knife, saying that the predecessors of the lark of the Xuannu Gate were ready to find the three waves of the Crazy Knife as a guest again.

At that time, the legs of the three waves of the mad knife were weak.

Unexpectedly, now, the Lark's predecessors have not yet appeared, so they gave him a big gift.

Luochen Zhenjun continued: "The lark Zi senior said that the 'madness' of your talent will cause hidden dangers to the body, so she entrusted the pharmacist to refine the pill a long time ago. This elixir is a prescription in ancient times, and it is extremely difficult to refine. The pharmacist also just finished it not so long ago...... As long as you take it and molt more than 170 times, you can make your body be reborn, completely eliminate that hidden danger, and let you no longer have to worry about this problem when you advance to the Sixth Rank True Monarch. ”

After the introduction, he sighed again: "I really envy you Sanlang Daoyou, you can be favored by the predecessors of the 'Xuannumen Skylark'." By the way, the lark seniors also said that they will play with you in a few days. ”

Crazy Dao Sanlang took a deep breath, and he looked at Song Shuhang's little friend - why don't you call Shuhang Xiaoyou up and let him cremate himself?

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......

Song Shuhang, who was drunk, soon fell asleep again.

Then, he had a frightening dream.

In the dream, he appeared on the surface of a large lake.

Song Shuhang rubbed his eyes suspiciously, because of drunkenness, he reacted a little slower.

At this moment, a huge whirlpool suddenly appeared on the surface of the lake beneath my feet.

At the same time, there was a strange laughter in Song Shuhang's ears.

The laughter seemed to be a collection of countless voices, old people, children, men, women, and yin and yang weird voices.

[Hehehehehe, you are mine, belong to me!]

[Your Blood!]

【Your meat!】

【Your bones!】

【Your hair!】

[Everything you have, all is mine!]

The voice screamed, and the next moment, the whirlpool formed a 'puppet big hand' and grabbed at Song Shuhang.

In the distance, whirlpools formed in the surface of the lake, and in each whirlpool, a water puppet came out and surrounded Song Shuhang.

It's the cursed nightmare of the Ancient Momen.

"Again?!" Song Shuhang gritted his teeth and ...... at the same time He felt a sharp pain in his head, which was the pain of 'small hammer hitting his head' caused by excessive mental power.

Under normal circumstances, this kind of severe pain would make Song Shuhang forcibly wake up from his dream.

But in this weird dream, Song Shuhang couldn't wake up.

"Senior Bai!!" Song Shuhang tried to shout, asking Venerable Bai to help again.

But this time, Venerable Bai did not appear.

Song Shuhang rubbed his head to relieve the pain in his head.

At the same time, his body jumped up, and he performed the "Tianxingjian" body technique.

Tianxingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement!

Shuhang's body exploded, and before the big hand under his feet was about to catch him, he stretched out his foot and stepped on the big hand of the water puppet, and flew away into the distance with the body method of "Tianxingjian".

It's a pity that he hasn't cultivated to the four-rank realm yet, otherwise he can fly with the sword or the sword at this time, and it will be easier to avoid the capture of these puppet masters.

At this moment, the entire surface of the Great Lake surged up, and countless large and small water puppets grabbed Song Shuhang. At a glance, the screen is full of water puppets with big hands, and the scalp of people watching is numb.

How else can people dodge this?

There is not even a place to stay, and if you can't fly, once you do, you will only be caught by these puppets.

Song Shuhang subconsciously reached out and grabbed it in his arms, trying to take out the treasure knife and shatter it. However, in the dream, he didn't have a 'one-inch shrinking bag' on him.

Song Shuhang: "Ma's, is this a war with the GM of the game? The scene and equipment are all set by the other party, how can this be fought?"

While thinking about it, Song Shuhang's body had fallen downward.

Below, countless puppet hands cheered, and they reached out hungrily to grab Song Shuhang who fell down.

[Let's land, let's land!]

[Be part of us and be one of us!]

[Everything you have, is ours!]

The sound of that strange collection of countless voices sounded again.

"Phew. Song Shuhang adjusted the angle of his body and raised his right hand slightly.

In his body, the innate liquid true qi of the "Thirty-Three Beasts Innate One Qigong" was running at high speed, and a sound like a whale roar and a dragon's roar came out of his body.

Then, when his body was about to fall to the surface of the lake, he threw a punch.

"King Kong Demon Fist" - One, King Kong is coming!

Well, 'King Kong Advent' is the name of Song Shuhang's own brain-filled move.

When the punch came out, the 'light of merit' around Shuhang's body automatically cooperated with his punch, condensing a virtual shadow of King Kong around him. The phantom of King Kong wrapped Song Shuhang's body, and the light of merit was as bright as a small sun at this time.

"Since it's a curse-type nightmare, then eat my punch!" Song Shuhang gritted his teeth.

Fist down!

The first style of "King Kong Demon Fist", with the light of merit of Song Shuhang, one punch is enough to destroy a small house, which is a good punch for demolition.

What's more, this punch has the effect of 'breaking evil, subduing demons, and breaking curses'.

It's perfect for dealing with this 'curse-like' nightmare.

The King Kong composed of Jin Mang swung his fist with Song Shuhang.

Rumble~~

Before the fist arrives, the fist wind comes first. The whale roared and the dragon groaned, and the 'puppet hand' under Song Shuhang's feet was like a snowflake under the scorching sun, melting rapidly.

Not only the puppet arm under Shuhang, but the puppet arm on the entire lake surface was affected by this punch.

'Zizi~~'

Black smoke was constantly coming out of the hands of all the puppets. Even the strange voice echoing in Song Shuhang's ears disappeared at the same time.

After two breaths, the lake returned to calm.

Song Shuhang's body fell on the surface of the lake, as if he was stepping on the ground, standing quietly.

"Is it over?" said Song Shuhang secretly.

The puppet arm did not reappear, but the dream of the lake remained unshattered.

Last time, the shattering of the dream was the 'White Venerable' who took him out of the dream. This time, Venerable Bai didn't appear, how could he leave this dream?

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......

Just as he was thinking about it, the familiar pitch-black flying sword in the void broke through the void again and landed in front of Song Shuhang.

Just like last time, countless darkness was released from the pitch-black flying sword, and this pure darkness engulfed the entire dream in the blink of an eye.

The dream on the lake was shattered, and Song Shuhang entered the pure black space again, only the pitch-black flying sword stood in front of him.

"Senior Bai!" Song Shuhang called out loud.

With his call, the pitch-black flying sword changed for a while, turning into the appearance of the White Venerable.

Song Shuhang is still not sure whether this 'White Venerable' is real or false - let's just assume that he is the 'White Venerable'.

"Why are you here again?How long has it been?" This White Venerable frowned, how could this Song Xiaoyou say that he was also a third-grade monk. It's normal for a monk to sleep once every two or three days, isn't it? Why hasn't this little guy been sleeping and dreaming again after a few hours?

Is this guy the kind that has to sleep several times a day?

"Hahaha. Song Shuhang laughed dryly: "I drank too much just now, I was drunk, and I fell into that nightmare curse again in a daze." ”

As he spoke, his eyes sank slightly—this 'White Venerable' didn't even know about his drunkenness? That is, this 'White Venerable' was most likely a fake.

Why don't you verify it?

So, Song Shuhang sat up straight and looked serious: "Senior Bai!"

"What's the matter?" the 'White Venerable' asked suspiciously.

Song Shuhang adjusted his posture and said softly: "Xiaobai...... Treat your long hair to the waist ......"

But before he finished reading his lines, the White Venerable in front of him suddenly changed his face.

Immediately afterwards, Shuhang felt that he couldn't say a word, as if he had been given a 'silence'.

"Hehehehehe. The 'White Venerable' in front of him let out a 'kind' smile, the breeze blew, and his long black hair fluttered in the wind. (To be continued.) )