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In the real illusion, Xiaobai seems to be aware of it, and he slowly turned his head.

Like the last time, the ‘Little White’ in Song Shuhang’s [real illusion] is very vague and he cannot see his facial features.

The palms of the white predecessors were printed in the white of the illusion, and the white in the illusion suddenly raised his small palm, as opposed to the palm of the white predecessor.

The big palm and the small palm are printed together.

Big white and white hair dance with the wind at the same time, beautiful.

"Well, that's the feeling." The white predecessors slowly nodded and took back their palms.

Xiaobai in [Real Vision] turned back and continued to sit on the edge of the sand dunes.

End of communication?

"Okay, let's go out." The white predecessors were calm.

Song Shuhang looked confused: "Well?"

Isn’t the white predecessor living in the ‘real illusion’? How did he change his mind? The white-faced generation with a sly expression is really unpredictable.

"Well, it's over. It's no longer meaningful to stay here. Let's go out." The white predecessors split up.

Song Shuhang nodded. He waved his hand and put away the ‘real illusion’.

The figure of the two reappeared over the city of Jiangnan University.

——In the instant of Song Shuhang’s collection of 'real illusion', in the illusion world, the 'Little White' face that was quietly sitting on the edge of the sand dune was clear, and his facial features emerged, turning into the appearance of the white predecessor, the skin was white. Exquisite and flawless.

It’s just that the face of ‘Little White’ is collapsing and expressionless.

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Over the Jiangnan area.

After seeing Song Shuhang and Bai’s predecessors appearing, Su Shi’s A-Six knives forwarded and caught the two with Twilight: “Book Air, White Predecessor, are you okay?”

"Nothing, intact. Lost. I did not expect the 'real illusion' to come in handy so quickly." Song Shuhang haha ​​laughed.

The white predecessors were no longer distracted, and a group of four people wore illusions on their bodies and landed on the building purchased by the pharmacist.

In the pharmacist building.

Some time did not come back, there was a lot of dust in the pharmacist building.

"Net dust." Constant fire really reached out, the dust in the room was all swept away, the dust condensed into a small group, was thrown into the flower bed by the real king.

Song Shuhang: "It’s really convenient to repair the truth."

Some small spells can be used in life, otherwise it would be a waste of time to clean this huge building.

Song Shuhang remembers that when he was a child, every time he was in the New Year, his family would be cleaned up. At that time, the home cleaning did not hire people, the whole family went into battle, a small building was cleaned down, and the tired waist could not stand up.

If I had already been exposed to the truth when I was a child, a ‘cleaning trick’ would be tossed down, and the whole family would be clean and think it would be cool.

"This spell, there is a share in the group." Constant Fire Zhenjun smiled: "Some of the small spells in life, Sanlangdao friends have been summarized as a document, book air friends you have time to see."

Su Shi’s 16th Road: “Although I know that Sanlang’s predecessors are very careful and have strong inventing talents. But every time I hear him inventing some practical small spells or doing some careful things, there is always an incredible thing. feel."

Song Shuhang: "The same feeling."

"In this regard, don't underestimate the friends of Sanlang." Henghuo really laughed.

"I will download this document for a while to see if there are any small spells that can be learned. After some time to go home, maybe it will come in handy." Song Shuhang laughed.

When he talked about this topic, he remembered his parents.

He took out his cell phone and made a phone call to his father. I didn't call my family for a while, I don't know if my parents are still safe.

"Hey, book navigation, is there anything forgotten?" On the phone, the gentle voice of Song Dad came.

Song Shuhang: "No, I suddenly want to call you. Is your mother okay?"

"We haven't just met each other, how can we ask this?" Song Dad looked confused.

Song Shuhang: "?"

I just met... No, is Dad running Jiangnan University City and ‘light dance’ posing for him?

Song Shuhang’s brain filled up the scene of the light dance and his parents’ meeting, and the heart was a little uneasy – there would be no trouble in the middle. For example, light dance will not be in front of her parents, accidentally showing the charm of her banshee?

"Your mother can jump and dance. It's very good. We are leaving the Jiangnan University City now. We will come back later, and then we will see you." Song Dad smiled and said: "You changed during this time." Very big, listen to your friends, and you will take care of people recently."

I know that my sister or my younger brother is about to be born, so I have learned to take care of people. Book Air has always been a sensible child, raising special care.

"Haha, haha." Song Shuhang laughed for a while.

"If you have time, just call us. If you have no money, call me early." Song Dad said, he listened to Song Shuhang’s friend, and suddenly he liked planting trees and flowers. Online shopping a lot of things, the cost may not be small.

The son is very interested in planting. Of course, he should support him as a father.

"Do not worry, Dad. I don't need money for the time being. If I really miss it, I will call you to tell you." Song Shuhang replied - well, he does not lack ordinary money, and the lack of Lingshi.

After chatting with his father for a while, Song Shuhang hung up the phone.

Originally... He was still thinking about the opportunity to reveal some of the world of 'reconstruction' to his parents and give them a psychological preparation.

He now has six realms of realm, and he has a certain reputation in the monk world, no longer worrying about some small generations.

If he can, he would like to meet his parents and show them some magical powers, making it easier for them to accept the world of 'reconstruction'.

I didn't expect my parents to meet with ‘light dance’ one step ahead and disrupt his plan.

awkward.

"Then it will be a few more months." Song Shuhang decided.

After the birth of my brother or sister, I will introduce the ‘Revision of the World’ with my parents. After all, it is better for pregnant women not to accept too much stimulation.

Just in the past few months, he had to take care of himself in the cave house in the world. Confucian sent him to the cave house. In addition to the fragments of the heavens, there was another ordinary cave house.

At that time, parents can be accommodated in the cave house.

In a few months, it was very fast anyway.

"Isn't Book Air and the uncle and aunt mentioning the 'reconstruction' thing?" Su Shi A-six huddled on the sofa and asked.

Song Shuhang smiled and said: "Well, after all, I have only practiced for a few months. I have never had the chance to mention this with them... After a few more months, let my future brother or sister be born, let them know the monks. Life. Avoid causing too much irritation to pregnant women."

Su Shi’s sixteen eyes blinked and thought. Song Shuhang has six products... If he continues at his current pace, the seven products will be very fast?

Song Shuhang sat next to Su Shi’s A-16 and turned on the TV.

On the TV screen, a cross mark pattern emerges. A deep man voice sounds: the gospel of infertile people, so that every family is complete, welcome to XX Hospital, the most mature test tube technology in China.

Song Shuhang: "..."

He changed the table and took out the metal disc used to connect with the blue fairy.

Calculate the time, the fairy should have arrived.

Today, without a stone, he can finally get a bonus.