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"..." Snow Wolf Cave Lord.

"..." (Chemical King.

"..." Seven-year-old Fuzhu.

"..." Pharmacist.

"Is this really a bronze sorcerer? Isn't it a mad knife and three waves on his number?" Drunk Moon lays a question and asks, although the memory of the celestial sorcerer has always been black, but it will not die like this.

"Oh." Huangshan Zhenjun.

[System prompt: (******) The gongs of the gongs of the gongs were banned by the owner Huangshan Zhenjun for one day. ]

Since the last time Tong Yuxian’s video of Huangshan Zhenjun was received by Bai Zhenjun, he has gone further and further on the road to death and can no longer look back.

"If you are not trying to refine the body fluid, look at these chat records, who would think that this is a group of genuine monks chatting." Song Shuhang secretly.

However, Huangshan Zhenjun asked the 荔 荔 仙 仙 ’ 多 多 多 多 多 多 多 多 多 多 多 多 多 多 多 多 多 多 多 多 多 多 多 多 多 多 多 多 多

Really, this is not worried that I am affected by the white predecessors? Song Shuhang’s heart is dark.

If the special charm of the white predecessors is to be distributed, it is simply unstoppable. Even if he was self-proclaimed in the statue, the charm that he did not consciously shed during the retreat caused the enthusiasm of countless young men and women and even aunts and uncles. It also triggered the gathering of Lin Yaocun’s ‘no name’ view.

But now, the white predecessor has been able to control the charm of his own body, as long as he does not daze, it is a man who looks more beautiful, will not go wrong?

Perhaps it is Huangshan Zhenjun. They still don't know that the white predecessors have been able to control their own charms.

"Right, the book is not online?" At this time, the snow wolf cave suddenly came out.

Song Shuhang quickly replied: "In the predecessors, I just came up."

"Haha, when did you bring a white senior to the bank card? The whites contacted me a few days ago and said that they would replace some gold and silver things and convert them into currency that can now be circulated. Wait for you to open him. After the bank card, I will first turn a few tens of millions to give the seniors an emergency first." Snow Wolf Cave Lord laughed.

Tens of thousands, should be emergency. Song Shuhang immediately remembered the 10 million calls in his mobile phone...

However, he quickly replied: "Okay, I will take the whites to get the bank card as soon as possible."

However, how can the white predecessors suddenly think of changing cash? Does he have anything to buy?

Just as Song Shuhang thought about it, Peas gently jumped and landed on the ground.

"Get home." Beanie called.

Song Shuhang reluctantly climbed down from the peas and pulled out the key to open the door.

"Hey? How can the door not open?" Song Shuhang twitched the key, but the door did not open.

He pulled out the key and looked at it. That's right, this is the key to the door.

"Is it a problem?" Song Shuhang bowed his head and stared at the key to the door. It seems that this door lock has traces of being removed.

Is it an illusion?

"But it doesn't matter, the white predecessors should be at home." Song Shuhang reached out and pressed the doorbell.

叮叮当～～叮叮当～～

The sweet doorbell rang.

"..." But Song Shuhang was stunned for a long time. He looked at Peas and asked: "Douban, if I remember correctly, the doorbell of this building should not be '叮叮叮~叮叮叮~' The voice?"

Doudou rolled his eyes: "I have never used the doorbell since I came here."

"Yes, you haven't heard the doorbell. Is it that I remembered it wrong?" Song Shuhang muttered.

Soon, the white predecessors opened their doors and smiled: "Come back, book friends."

"Well, the predecessors, the lock of the door seems to be broken, the keys can not be opened. I will find someone to repair after a while." Song Shuhang casually said.

"Bad broken? Hahaha~ Ok." The white predecessor continued to maintain his almost perfect smile.

"And, just Huangshan’s predecessor came over and said that the car he ordered has been sent to an underground parking lot near Jiangnan University City. Someone will contact me later, let us check and collect the car.” Song Shuhang went upstairs. , while walking.

"Automobile, transportation? Good, I am looking forward to it." The white predecessor was delighted.

During the talk, Song Shuhang passed the third floor of the white predecessor and then saw a guest in the living room. It was a cute girl with a bit of baby fat, but she is now stiff and looks uncomfortable and restrained.

"Guests of the whites?" asked Song Shuhang.

"No." The white lord shook his head and said: "It is a man who steals the door. He wants to steal your blood and drill it. I caught it. It will take me a few days to take her back to find my meteor sword."

"Oh, keep the sword!" Song Shuhang remembered that the white predecessor had mentioned that the sword was stolen by a disciple who was stolen.

Looking at this lovely girl, Song Shuhang pinched his chin and said, "Will she escape?"

Moreover, just letting her stay at home, will she climb into his room and steal the blood gods?

"Or, tie her up?" he suggested.

The sugar-small master laughed at Song Shuhang--the bastard. Originally, she really had the idea of ​​sneaking away. Now the road is completely given by Song Shuhang.

When you meet a beautiful girl like me, can't you feel a little pity?

Destined to be lonely forever! Bastard!

"Well, what you said makes sense." White Zun nodded.

Then, the sugar-small master was **** by the five flowers, and was also imprisoned by the white lord to ensure that she could not escape.

The sugar-small master hated and looked at Song Shuhang, and the man was hated in the first place.

"Don't look at me like this, you should be prepared for the thief." Song Shuhang laughed, and then he took out the remote control: "If you want to watch TV, you won't be too bored."

watch TV? When I heard the word, the white sage was a bit unnatural.

Song Shuhang pressed the remote control and gently turned on the TV.

The white sage immediately slammed the law, and the ‘television’ screen was bright, but it was a piece of white flowers, with no program information.

"Hey? Is it a problem with the data line?" Song Shuhang grabbed his head and tried to press a few buttons.

At this time, Bai Zunren quietly used the mobile phone to surf the Internet, searched the TV live broadcast network, pressed out the CCTV-6 program, and then secretly slammed the law.

The ‘TV’ screen was lit, and then the CCTV-6 program appeared, and a movie was being played.

"Oh, there is a signal." Song Shuhang laughed.

The white sage was secretly relieved.

"Hey, let's watch a movie." Song Shuhang said to the sugar.

Then, he got up and wrote to the refrigerator: "Does the white predecessor have something to eat? I bought a lot of delicious food in Luoxin District a few days ago. Just use the heat in the microwave oven to eat."

Although the refrigerator has been changed by the whites, the cooling function is not bad.

When he heard the microwave oven, Bai Zun’s hands sighed and sighed.

I knew that he would change the floor to remove things...