After speaking, the pitch-black Scarlet Firmament Sword gently rotated a circle, and the sword body hung horizontally behind Song Shuhang's waist. The icy blade and the biting chill on the blade were transmitted to Song Shuhang's skin through the thin clothes.
Song Shuhang only felt a chill in his lower back and his fingers were slightly stiff.
"This is the position." The dark senior Scarlet Firmament Sword said: "I feel this position is very suitable."
"Senior, if you like it," Song Shuhang said.
Sweeping away the icy cold accident, in fact, the appearance of the long sword hanging horizontally is unexpectedly handsome. Moreover, the pitch-black Scarlet Firmament Sword hangs behind his waist, which can well maintain his colorful waist.
The only thing I need to worry about is, what is the character of the dark senior Scarlet Firmament Sword... Will he peep at his waist
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The body of the senior Chixiaojian left, and the dark heart demon Chixiaojian looked rather shy. After hanging on the back of Song Shuhang, he stopped speaking.
When Song Shuhang asked it a question, it would take a long time to squeeze out the word 'um' in a very shy tone.
The seniors of the Jiuzhou No. 1 group quickly lost interest in it. Their attention turned back to the 'incarnation of the inner demon' that was about to take shape in the Northern River Loose Cultivator.
"Soft Feather, you came just in time." The Seventh Xiu Shengjun stopped Soft Feather and asked her to stay to assist Beihe Sanren, and strive to make Beihe Sanren's 'incarnation of demons' appear as soon as possible.
After Song Shuhang stayed in the kitchen with the seniors for a while, he felt a little stuffy in his chest, maybe he drank too much, and he suddenly wanted to go out to blow air.
"Senior Huangshan, I'll go out for a walk first. If Senior Beihe's inner demon avatar is finalized, please call me." Song Shuhang said, if senior Beihe is dissatisfied with his inner demon and wants to deal with it, he will It was Song Shuhang's turn to take action, and by the way, he added a dish to the seniors of the 'Jiuzhou No. 1 Group'.
"I'll accompany you." Su Clan's Sixteen stood up and said.
Fairy Puppet glanced at Song Shuhang and finally chose to stay.
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The gentle moonlight shines on the beach.
Song Shuhang and Su Clan's Sixteen walked side by side on the beach. The two of them deliberately avoided the positions of Senior Lingdie and True Monarch Henghuo who were reciting poetry and playing the piano, so as not to be involved in the Dharma King Creation concert.
The waves crashed against the beach, and every now and then some shellfish would be washed ashore by the waves.
Su Clan's Sixteen took off her high-heeled sandals. She held the shoes in both hands and stepped on the beach with bare feet. She liked this feeling.
The sea breeze blew, and the special fragrance belonging to Sixteen drifted away.
"This is four waves pushing three waves. Three waves die on the beach. Watching the waves come up, I feel very comfortable." Suddenly, a voice sighed.
As soon as Song Shuhang turned his head, he found that Senior Su Shi's Qi was sitting on the beach with a serious face, watching the waves alone, and the moonlight reflected on his tall figure, which gave him the taste of an expert outside the world.
"Senior Ah Qi, why are you here?" Song Shuhang laughed.
"I've always been here." Su Shi's Qi said: "It's because your vigilance is too weak, you didn't notice me at all."
After that, Su Clan's Qi stood up: "I'm going to look for Sanlang, so I won't disturb you two little guys walking along the beach."
When Su Clan's Sixteen heard this, her face turned slightly red.
"It's okay, senior. It's fine for me and Sixteen to go to another location." Song Shuhang said.
Su Clan's Qi stretched out, walked into the distance, and waved his hand handsomely.
As the spokesperson of the contemporary Tianhe Su Clan, he tacitly agreed that Song Shuhang and Su Clan's Sixteen would go to the beach in the middle of the night, which was an admission.
The first sage of the millennium, Xuansheng Ba Song, Xuan Mo Ba Confucianism, Ancient Sage Ba Long... Half a year ago, the little monk who built the foundation has a series of scary titles on his head. These titles after another set off Song Shuhang's face.
A big face has a big face.
Although he was a member of the 'Jiuzhou No. 1 Group', he knew that Song Shuhang's real realm had not reached the eighth rank. But no one else knows. In the heavens and the world, who does not know the horror of Xuansheng Tyrant Song... Even now the outside world is rumored that Xuansheng Tyrant Song is the vest of the nine-rank Jie Xiankai. Even if you tell people that Xuansheng Tyrant Song is actually a parallel importer, almost no one in the heavens and the world will believe it.
"By the way, Sixteen." After Su Clan's Seven waved his hand, he said to A Sixteen through a voice transmission: "You can invite little friend Shuhang to attend the Tianhe Su Clan's annual meeting in December."
"Huh?" Su Clan's Sixteen looked puzzled and surprised.
"Don't forget that he is the Xuansheng Tyrant Song now." Su Clan's Qi reminded.
Tianhe Su Clan's annual meeting will also invite some seniors and famous monks. If the first Saint Tyrant Song of the millennium is willing to be invited, it will be a very face-to-face thing for the Tianhe Su Clan.
Big face, sometimes very useful. Even if this big face is inflated, big is big!
Su Clan's Seventh left handsomely, leaving Song Shuhang and Su Clan's Sixteen with a tall back.
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Su Clan's Sixteen continued to carry her shoes, she stepped on the sea water, her white feet sank in the sand, leaving a string of small footprints on the coast.
Song Shuhang was side by side with her, beside the small footprints... also left a series of small footprints. He hasn't come yet, and Song Shuhang is ready to return to his adult body shape. Tomorrow, under the guidance of Senior White's avatar, he will eat the fruit of 'chaotic age' and return to his original state.
The waves rushed over, washing out the two rows of footprints.
"Shuhang." Sixteen said, "Are you free in December?"
"Yes, in fact, I feel that I have been quite leisurely lately." Song Shuhangdao theoretically, now that even going to school is taken over by Senior White's pet tree demon Qingwu, he should indeed be in a very leisurely state . But every time he wanted to be completely free for a few days and eat, drink, and play for a while, he would always be involved in strange accidents.
Just like today, even though he was eating, drinking and having fun with the seniors of the 'Jiuzhou No. 1 Group', he still passively 'fucked' the Southern Emperor. , and also used the time locket to continuously pump his energy, affecting his battle.
In addition, he traded something with the 'big guy who can sell everything', and was cut off by the emperor of heaven.
Others are rare leisure, he is rare leisure.
However, he felt that as long as he was serious, there would still be time to squeeze.
"In December, Tianhe Su Clan has an annual meeting, do you want to come?" Su Clan's Sixteen turned slightly, staring at Song Shuhang with beautiful eyes: "The Tianhe Su Clan's annual meeting is very spectacular. And it is said to be an annual meeting. , Sometimes it only opens once every ten years, and sometimes it only opens once every few decades, which is rare. I think you should get to know Shuhang.”
"Can I, an outsider, attend the Tianhe Su Clan's annual meeting?" Song Shuhang asked.
"Of course, Xuansheng Tyrant Song." Su Shi's Sixteen smiled, revealing two sweet dimples.