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At the moment when I saw the [Network Unable to Connect] prompt box, Song Shuhang knew that the big event was not good.

There are two cells in the phone card signal, but the network has no signal.

Under normal conditions, this time he should have a rapid heartbeat and a tight breathing - but now he has only one head left, and the wooden body can't cooperate with him to speed up his heartbeat.

Someone used to joke that this year... For most people, the network cable is the lifeline of people. Once the network is lost, people will become unable to adapt.

Song Shuhang feels himself, definitely the exception.

Is the network a lifeline? If it doesn't exist, if you don't have a network, you can go to read a book. It's much more fun to book a bookstore than to go online.

But at this moment, he personally experienced the saying that ‘network is the lifeline’.

His fingers flicked on the phone screen... but the phone network has not recovered. Hell, this is a mobile phone that has been modified by the devil. There will be a net in space!

At this time, the white predecessors have sealed and turned their heads.

"Book navigation, seal is good." Bai moved toward Song Shuhang beckoning: "Come, reach out."

"Come on." Song Shuhang returned.

At the same time, he took the initiative to move his finger, opened the text message function, and pulled out the name of Huangshan's predecessor - he was ready to send a message to Huangshan seniors, and asked the seniors to withdraw his short message through the ‘group withdrawal message’ function.

I am so wit out of my mother!

Song Shuhang quickly flicked on the keyboard and instantly wrote a text message and successfully sent it to Huangshan seniors.

Sent successfully!

Although there is no network, the signal of the mobile phone card is still there.

Next, just stabilize the white predecessor and let him not look at the phone so fast.

Song Shuhang was determined in his heart, put away his mobile phone, trotting all the way to the white predecessors and extending his right hand.

Just as he ran... The white-speaker’s cell phone rang.

The white predecessor carried the seal of the ‘heart and the robbery’, and the other hand took out the mobile phone and opened the phone: “Hey, white crane, what?”

Song Shuhang trotting in the footsteps, a stiff.

Su Shi A Xie grabbed his eyes with a small hand.

"White predecessors, I heard that you are going to marry in the 'Jiuzhou No. 1 group'? I will sign up first?" Baihe Zhenjun’s excited voice sounded.

The white predecessors looked confused: "Marriage?"

At the same time, out of an intuition, the white predecessors looked up to the book friends.

The book hangs a small road friend, seems to be performing a space step, obviously watching is moving forward... but actually is constantly retreating.

"Oh." The white predecessors narrowed their eyes and revealed a beautiful smile.

"Is it a book in the group?" Bai predecessors smiled.

At this point, Baihe Zhenjun is still very loyal: "No, not a book and a small friend. It is the news I got from the next door."

"Well, ok, I know. I will talk for a while." White predecessors said.

Then, the white predecessors hang up the phone and waved at Song Shuhang in the distance.

In the distance, Song Shuhang’s little friend showed a sly smile.

"Come here, I won't eat you again, the seal of the demon will take it first." The white predecessor said.

Song Shuhang daringly scalp, came to the white predecessor, trembled and extended his right hand - live like the wrong "three-character classics", and immediately want to smash the poor indigenous people of the seven-factory main ruler.

The white predecessors smiled and handed the seal of the heart to him.

Song Shuhang carefully took over the heart and robbery.

There was no problem with the seal, and the sorcerer did not suddenly break out and jumped over to him.

Song Shuhang secretly sighed and took the ‘heart and the robbery’ into the core world and companionship with the thunder. Then he sneaked into the whites.

"Go away." The white predecessor carried a meteor sword, handsomely turned and returned to the giant flying sword implement.

Song Shuhang looked awkward.

that's it?

No spiral to heaven? No trip to the supersonic universe? No tornado rotation? No other terrible punishment?

Former whites, this is forgiving me?

After he squatted for a long while, he suddenly thought of a possibility.

Perhaps it is immediately possible to taste the "Red Burning Day Robbery" and "Heart Devil Robbery Body", so the white predecessors are in a particularly good mood today. This person is in a good mood, and many small things can be ignored.

It is very important to master the cooking skills. Song Shuhang finally understood it today.

"Come, white predecessor." Song Shuhang smiled brightly, he waved toward A16: "16, the turtle predecessors, we are gone."

"I bet the book is a little friend to live tonight."

The turtle's predecessor righteously retorted: "Don't say such unlucky things, I bet him... at least to live this afternoon."

Su Shi A XVI put down his small hand covering his eyes, his face thinking.

White Dragon sister said in her ear: [White's reaction is too weird, maybe, Bai Sheng really wants to get married? 】

A sixteen shook his head.

Later, she picked up the sword and followed Song Shuhang.

After all the members returned to the giant flying sword implement, the Feijian implement was started again and flew toward the position of the 'beast repair channel'.

As for the stall left by the robbery, they were left to the Dinggan mentor and they handled it themselves.

......

......

In the box in the Jiangnan area.

Song Dad, Song Mama and friends, sat down again and started chatting in the north.

Regarding the ‘offsight’ picture just outside the window, under the influence of the Chu Gong’s main spell, everyone has subconsciously ignored this matter.

Song Daddy and Song Mama left the impression that [Song Shuhang is in the sky again].

And, two large and beautiful women who appeared next to Song Shuhang.

Song Dad and Song Mama looked at each other and the couple’s eyes were full of tacit understanding.

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The Flying Swordsman is still advancing fast.

The white predecessors switched the flight system to ‘autopilot’ and safely arrived at the animal husbandry without manual manipulation.

In this way, he can take a rest.

The white predecessors overlapped their hands and supported the chin.

His eyes are still bright, as the stars twinkle.

But if you look carefully, you can find out... He is already gone.

In the cabin of the Flying Swordsmanship.

Turtle predecessors are giving up the knowledge of cultivation.

A sixteen sat next to Song Shuhang and listened with him.

In the side of Song Shuhang, there is no shortage of lectures and lectures by the long-lived.

When the tortoises seriously lectured, the lecture content was very subtle. How did the Northern Emperor teach it, how did he teach the onion?

Song Shuhang listened to the intoxication.

Suddenly, a wind of sand drifted in front of him.

In the hot wind, with the taste of the desert.

"Hmm?" Song Shuhang glimpsed.

The next moment, he found that he did not know when, appeared in a desert.

"This place..."

Is the ‘real illusion’ of the white predecessors, passionate desert?

"The white predecessors have gone away again?" Song Shuhang stunned his temples.

The desert is coming, then, next, is the white horse green shirt juvenile debut?

叮 铃铃~

The sweet horse rings.

"Miao ah." Song Shu Waterway - he was still looking for an opportunity to enter the passionate desert of the white predecessors. I didn't expect the wish to be realized so quickly.