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Constant fire true: "..."

After a while, Zhenjun replied: "Well, we Confucianism did get the fragments of the heavens related to the beasts. But there is no research value."

"Why?" Song Shuhang was curious.

Constant Fire is really sad: "The debris we got was the super giant septic tank of the Beast God Department."

Song Shuhang: "..."

It turned out to be a septic tank.

Also, in the ancient heavens, there must have been some monks who have not been trained to be incapable, and have not yet cultivated to the realm of the valley. Therefore, it is not surprising that things like septic tanks exist.

Perhaps in the imagination of ordinary people, fairies and gods certainly do not need to be large. However, in fact, some members of the ancient Tianting who are not strong enough will certainly have ‘people have three urgency.’

At this time, the constant fire really said: "The thing is a giant septic tank that handles the excrement of the beasts. It is a pit. The guys in the beast **** have a pit in their brains, and the septic tanks are even more magnificent than the palace. At that time, our Confucianism took a huge price, and took the piece of heaven from the hands of the Green Devils. As a result, it rushed into the palace.

Zhenjun also saw this past record from the records of Confucianism. It is conceivable that the Confucian predecessors who rushed into the septic pool palace had many despairs and hearts.

“Is there any research value?” asked Song Shuhang.

"Nothing at all... The debris is still preserved. If you are really interested in the book, you will take you to see it."

Song Shuhang: "Thank you for your predecessors. Besides, does Confucianism have nothing else related to the beast department?"

He still decided to look at the septic tank that was built like a luxury palace... Anyway, he wanted to see the place related to the beast. What if there is something hidden inside? Really not, he can also rely on the 'identification secret law' to identify a hair, fight some blood, maybe you can identify something.

"There is no more, except for the palace-like septic tank, there is nothing related to the beast and **** department. The beast **** department was not a big force in the ancient heavens, and the area is not very large. The location is the hardest hit area when the ancient heaven collapsed. I am afraid that the site of the beast **** department has been completely destroyed." Constant fire is true.

"Thank you for your predecessors." Song Shuhang replied.

"Book Hang Xiaoyou is not welcome." Heng Huo really laughed back.

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After closing the phone, Song Shuhang looked at the time, almost seven in the morning. At this point, the big box with the fox demon is about to be unsealed?

Today is September 13, Mid-Autumn Festival, there will be a small holiday today.

Gao Moumou, when they get up today, will go home for the holidays. In fact, when I was in class last night, there were a lot of students going home. Gao Moumou wanted to have a good chat together at night, so I chose to go home in the dormitory for another night.

Song Shuhang looked at the time is still early, thinking about it, do you want to go back to the pharmacist building to see.

As he thought about it, he came to the kitchen and boiled the tea.

At this time, in his one-inch shrinking bag, the voice of the green lady was heard: "That, the surname Song... I want to take a vacation, can I?"

"Leave off?" Song Shuhang asked curiously.

"Yes, I want to ask you to give me two weeks... No, it is better to have a month's holiday." The green lady said seriously.

Song Shuhang: "Are you not resting every day?"

"You understand what I mean, I want to get out of the one-inch shrink bag and leave for a while."

Song Shuhang smiled happily: "Do you think it is possible?"

Enlightenment Stone is extremely important to him, precisely because he carries the Enlightenment Stone with him, and he has to do more with less, especially when he is practicing martial arts.

Lilyang has always wanted to escape with Wu Daoshi. Before she could remove her from the Wudao Stone, Song Shuhang could not let the Lilyang leave his sight. With the personality of the green lady who longs for freedom, once she leaves Song Shuhang, she will never return.

"How do you say that I have been with each other for several months, do you have some trust?"

Song Shuhang: "Oh."

"You are a dead wood, the trust between people?" The green mother bites her teeth.

Song Shuhang: "Oh."

There can be trust between people, but the green mother is not a human being.

"Oh, your sister! Do you disagree?"

"What do you want to take time off?" Song Shuhang suddenly asked.

The green lady was silent for a moment, then replied: "I suddenly dreamed yesterday, dreaming about a long time ago."

"What is it?" Song Shuhang picked up his eyebrows, but he dreamed of the green onion.

It was an unbearable memory... In the dream, he became a green onion, and experienced extremely boring, boring, boring years in the wind and the sun, for more than two hundred years, almost drove him crazy. .

[If I were a green onion, I would choose to break my own onion waist - commit suicide, because Tetema is boring! This is the true portrayal of Song Shuhang’s psychology. Several times during the period, he could not wait to have a bunny to eat the onions, so that the boring onions of hundreds of years...

However, thanks to this experience of going crazy and tormenting people, it is extremely tough to polish Song Dahang’s heart. In the later period, he cultivated a thousand miles, but he never had a problem in his heart, and he couldn't get away with the two-hundred-year-old ‘green onions’.

"I dreamed of my childhood, I had a warm big hand and grabbed me. The big hand was wide and warm, so I didn't want to leave him. Then I was taken to a very high mountain. There is a piece of wood on it, and there is a clear stream." The green lady said while recalling it.

Song Shuhang: "..." It turned out to be this memory. This is the scene when the 'Red Captain's Road Long' planted the green onion, and he also experienced it.

"Later, the master of the big hand planted me on the mountain. He said to me: [Grow up, even the most common onion, there will be a limitless future. I really want to see you in the future. To what extent, this is exactly what I want to see.] Then he said to me: [Remember your birthplace, remember firmly, don't forget to die... because of your roots Here.] His voice, like the thunder of nine days, every sentence is accompanied by the sound of the avenue. I don't know why I dreamed about this scene, but after the dream, the voice of the master's words is engraved in my mind. Every word is very clear." The green lady slowly said.

Song Shuhang nodded, yes, when he entered the memory of the dream of the onion, he also heard the two words of the leader of the red scorpion.

"After waking up, I have a voice in my heart telling me that I am going to the place where I was planted. This is very important! My root is there. Where I was planted, there is something very important. Waiting for me." The green lady is serious.

Song Shuhang: "It turned out, I understand."

"So, do you allow me to take time off?" The green lady was happy.

Song Shuhang: "Oh."

"Oh, your sister, can't you succeed?"

After thinking about it, Song Shuhang said: "Where are you going, far?"

"Far, I used your mobile phone to view the map, and I have to cross more than half of China." Li Qingniang said, adding: "In addition, I have been preparing for this trip for a long time. I also use your online shopping account. I bought a lot of things. There are jackets, mountain climbing, eating, drinking, and some jungle adventure equipment, all sent to the pharmacist building, and it will arrive at this evening."

Song Shuhang: "..."

Mom, my new phone password has been broken by the green lady? As for how much money the lush mother spent, Song Shuhang did not care. What he said is also a monk, money, such things, for him, such as dung... ah, he is still short of money now!

He is different from other big men in the 'Jiuzhou No.1 Group'. Although he is a realm of four products, his practice time is still short, he has not yet come and established his own money-making channel.

"Look, I have to prepare so hard, give me a fake? I promise, for up to two months, I will come back. In fact, I can't leave you now, really, not a nasty thing. After all, staying with you, practicing resources do not have to worry about myself, but also often can listen to the power to speak, the opportunities are rich and varied.

"Then if I let you be free, do you want it?" Song Shudao.

Onion mother: "If you want, of course!"

Song Shuhang: "Oh."

Sally: "..."

Song Shuhang: "Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, I have a small holiday. I will arrange it today. Then, I will take you to the mountain where you were born. You will plant the red scorpion, and you will not forget the growth. ', there must be a reason. Maybe, there is a chance that he will leave it to you."

"Red scorpion is long? Are you the owner of the warm big hand that I planted?" asked the green lady.

Song Shuhang nodded: "Yeah."

"How do you know that I planted the red scorpion?" The aunt suddenly asked: "I have never said the warm master who planted me from start to finish? How do you figure out His identity?"

This silly is sometimes quite savvy.

"This is a secret 哟." Song Shuhang laughed and said.

The green onion was anxious: "Are you doing something terrible to me? You haven't even let go of the onion?"

Song Shuhang’s face is awkward: “Do you want to go where you are growing? If you don’t want it, if you want to go, shut up.”

"Freedom of speech, I want to speak!"

Song Shuhang: "I don't even have the right to freedom of speech. Do you still want it?"

This year, if you say the wrong words, you may be checked by the water meter, or even send the courier and deliver water.

"Don't pull it, in the afternoon, my knife flight will take you to see your birthplace, rest and recharge your batteries. Do you want to have some breakfast?" Song Shuhang asked.

Sally: "I want to cut the mind and lotus seeds, I want to condense the sword!"