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“I heard that Wenzhou’s various snacks and food are very good. Then go to the sneak peek. When you finish eating, you will go back to the air and steal the door.” The cloud road is dark.

After being sealed for two hundred years, when he came out, he felt that this era was really enjoyable!

There are networks, cinemas, theaters, and a variety of novelty games. Even the ancient imperial royal family did not enjoy this time - of course, the premise is that you must have enough money!

The only fly in the ointment is that environmental pollution caused by technological development is more serious. But it doesn't matter, this harsh environment is nothing to the comprehension.

Clouds and people, but the strong have already condensed Jin Dan, even if the earth's environment is a hundred times worse, it can not hurt him.

Therefore, whether it is a roadside snack, fry, or a variety of junk food, as long as the sale is good, the taste is great, the cloud road people are to let go of the belly to eat.

What the virus... can't affect him.

For example, after eating the last five skewers of kebabs, the cloud feels a little uncomfortable in the stomach, but his body automatically reacts and easily removes the toxins that invade the body.

Speaking of it, it can make his current physique eaten, and his stomach is faint and uncomfortable. Is the kebabs a slap in the end?

But that taste, really praise, think about it. Have a chance next time, try again!

"Let's walk up and see what is delicious and fun in Wenzhou City!" Yunwu Dao is very happy to set up Jianguang, stunned and flew to Wenzhou City.

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Flying and flying, the clouds suddenly frowned.

"Strange, how do I feel that there is a sense of crisis on my head? And it is getting heavier and heavier." The clouds murmured.

“Is it wrong to get up this morning, or is it wrong to take a shower yesterday?”

The top of the crisis is no stranger to the cloud. Since he came out of the ‘Five Fingers Seal Act,’ he felt faintly on the top of his head.

I thought it was the trap or the backhand that Huangshan Zhenjun left. He thought of many ways to resolve it, but he did not succeed.

Yesterday, this murderer suddenly disappeared.

But now, how come this murderer is coming again?

"What the **** is it, even if it is dead, it will give me a good time." Clouds and people in the heart of the dark.

After a moment of silence, the cloud road people bite their teeth.

Life safety is important. The plan for Wenzhou City’s play is cancelled. It goes directly to Wenzhou City and returns to the air.

Waiting back to the Zongmen, there is a guardianship of the Zongmen, no matter what the evil signs, don't be afraid!

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Go to a road in Wenzhou City.

Booming... suddenly protruding...

The tractor was still roaring, and Song Shuhang grabbed the handrails with both hands, and the whole person was shaking with the tractor. He... it’s very open!

In fact, the hand-carrying tractor, if someone can't see your appearance, open up the unexpected feeling.

The heavy front, the feeling of shock when it started, as the white sage said before - feels great.

Especially when this walking tractor can fly at a speed of one hundred yards or even one hundred and fifty yards, this feeling is not too good. Will be addicted, open and still want to open!

"Ah, white predecessors, we will be able to go to Wenzhou City in about half an hour, and then we will soon be able to go to the Beluga Whale Road, where is my home." Song Shuhang said to the White Supreme.

He is afraid that the white predecessors will suddenly be bored and distracted, so he will be in trouble, so he often finds topics and white sages along the way.

But this time, half a mile did not wait for the response of the white predecessors.

Song Shuhang hurriedly turned his head and glanced at it. He found that the whites were closing their eyes and the whole person was shrunk.

Fell asleep?

Was it a lot of spiritual power when I treated myself and Xiao Li’s instructor this morning, so I am tired?

or……

Song Shuhang slowly slowed down the speed of the tractor and stopped at the side of the road.

Then he reached out and shook in front of the white predecessors.

The white lord still has no reaction - he breathes, um, no breathing. Because I have reached the realm of white predecessors, I have no need to breathe.

Song Shuhang thought for a moment and found something out of his pocket. It was a small donkey, whose name was ‘thousands of miles,’ was the one that was given to him by Huang Shanzhen when he was taken out by the white lord.

With this, you can contact the White Supreme.

He tried to blow this ‘thousands of miles.’

Soon, the soft voice of the white predecessors came from a small raft.

"Zizi... hello."

Song Shuhang looked at the white lord and saw him motionless and did not respond. I have already guessed the possibility in my heart.

"Zizi... Hello, here is the 'Abai' retreat. There are still 2 days and 3 hours from the end of this retreat. Please be patient." In the thousands of miles, the voice of Bai Zun continued to answer. .

Yes, the white predecessor has closed.

Retired madman Bai Zun, because sitting in the car sitting, I feel nothing to do. Nothing to do, then retreat. How long is it closed? Anyway, if you want to close, then close it for two days.

Therefore, the white lord closed for more than two days.

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Song Shuhang smashed his forehead.

Seniors, your retreat time is less!

How do you like this, let me take you home after you take it home?

If the white predecessor has only half a day of retreat, Song Shuhang can also say: "My friend is tired when he travels, so he will go to sleep first, let him rest well."

But after two days of retreat, how did he explain it to Song Dad and Song Mama?

My friend naturally loves to sleep, and I feel that I have to sleep for two days. Are you relieved?

Rest assured, who might sleep for two days? Vegetative? !

At that time, Song Dad must not worry about death, and will immediately send the White Zun to the hospital.

"What to do, or else, first find a hotel near your home, will the white predecessors first settled in the hotel?" Song Shuhang secretly.

But this thought just appeared, and he was denied by himself.

What kind of joke? Will the white predecessor be placed in the hotel alone?

Then, in the event of a retreat in the white predecessor, the ‘real illusion’ of the big desert will unfold, and everyone in the hotel will be killed by the youth of the green shirt, and it will kill people!

Even if you don't open the 'real fantasy', with the beautiful appearance and charm value of the white predecessors, you may just leave the white lord in the hotel. The next moment there will be a lot of local drivers driving, with a strong man coming over, will be white seniors. I robbed it.

This is really true. Because there are precedents!

When the white lords were out of the customs, the local tyrants almost hit the dog's brain in order to grab the statue of the white sage.

"But, first transport it back to your home. Then find the peas and the little monk back, let the peas give me an enchantment in the room." Song Shuhang screamed.

As for how to explain to Song Dad and Song Mama - take a step and take a step. all will be good!

It’s not good to introduce Bai Zun as a vegetative person.

With a heavy sigh, Song Shuhang returned to the tractor driver's seat and was ready to start the tractor.

The roar of the tractor re-emerged and the black smoke came out...

Just as Song Shuhang was preparing to start the tractor, there was a beautiful meteor in the sky.

Even during the day, this meteor is still bright and dazzling.

"Meteor?"

Song Shuhang closed his eyes, his hands were close together, and his mouth was flying fast: "I hope that Su Shi A-16 is healthy and hopes that the memory problems of the Beihe seniors, Sanlang predecessors, and Furukawa predecessors can be solved!"

When he said this, he quietly looked at the meteor. The meteor is still paddling in the sky, and it’s still old enough, and it’s enough to make another wish.

"I hope that this white-browning home will be smooth and smooth, and don't provoke all kinds of chaos. I hope that Doudou and the little monk will not toss again, obedient!"

Having said that, he quietly blinks again, the meteor is still flying, and the more bright it is.

"The last wish, I hope that the road to my practice will be smoother, I hope I can have good luck, oh!"

In the past, Song Shuhang is definitely not going to do this.

Although he is now, he does not believe this one!

However, since he has been exposed to the truth of the monk world, he feels that the thing of "air transport" is really mysterious. Because there is a white predecessor with luck in the door!

Although it is silly to make a wish for a meteor, you can ask for peace of mind.

The mentality is good, and luck may be better.

After all the wishes were fulfilled, Song Shuhang opened his eyes again to look at the meteor.

Ah, is it your own illusion, how is this meteor getting brighter and brighter, more and more...big?

I see, this meteor is coming over to myself!

Song Shuhang felt that the bladder was faintly rising - he immediately returned to a scene in his mind, a scene that was almost forgotten by him.

On that day, he was chased and killed by the stalker of the singularity of the sorcerer, and he exhibited the ‘Wanlifei 遁 遁’, and the back waist of the cold flame sword flew to the side of the white lord.

Later, I saw the people of Yunwu who got out of the ‘Five Finger Mountain Seal Law’.

At that time, the white lord suddenly chatted with Huangshan Zhenjun about a strange stone. It is said that it is easier for a monk to stay on the edge of the strange stone.

In the end, the white predecessors also casually said: "If you can get such a strange stone..."

At that time, Song Shuhang was scared.

I was afraid that one day there would suddenly be a meteorite falling from the sky and falling on him.

For the next few days, he has been vigilant.

Fortunately, pretending that the white predecessors also talked about it, the words did not become the ‘Blessing of the White Supreme.’ He spent a few days in peace.

So, gradually, he did not take this matter to heart.

However, I did not expect that the coming will come.

This meteorite is still coming to him.

Song Shuhang sighed and stared at the meteorite. He began to calculate the place where the meteorite might fall... Since he discovered this meteorite, he could avoid the past.

Really not, can you hide behind the white predecessors, even if the white sage in the retreat, with the instinct of the amulet, can block this meteorite?