"Little friend Song Shuhang in a drunken state is simply unreasonable." Mad Saber Three Waves secretly wiped away the cold sweat, but fortunately little friend Song Shuhang was drunk, otherwise he might have been 'created' by little friend Song Shuhang looking for a fire. .
I wanted to tease Xiaoyou Song, but I almost caught fire.
While thinking about it, True Monarch Luochen came to the side of Mad Saber Sanlang, squatted down and helped him up: "Are you alright, fellow Daoist Sanlang?"
"Almost died." Mad Saber Three Waves sighed.
"It's good if you don't die, otherwise I don't know who to give this thing to." True Monarch Luochen chuckled, and then handed a long bill to Kuangdao Sanlang.
"What is this?" Mad Saber Three Waves asked.
True Monarch Luochen: "The treatment fee prescribed by Senior Brother Yao is yours, Brother Sanlang."
Crazy Sabre Three Waves: "Huh?" After tossing him for a while, and even billing him for medical expenses, what kind of dream is this stupid pharmacist? Believe it or not, he went mad for three waves, and let the pharmacist idiot taste the taste of 'crazy knife'
True Monarch Luochen: "Brother Sanlang, you'd better talk after reading the bill."
Mad Saber Three Waves blinked in confusion, and he opened the bill to read from the beginning to the end—only to see that the bill recorded many precious medicinal herb formulas, and each flavor had a reborn effect.
There are more than 200 herbs in total, each of which is very precious. With the net worth of the Three Waves of Mad Saber, it will be extremely painful to pay for it.
However, at the end of the bill, there is a payer - Xuannvmen Yunquezi.
Seeing the name of Skylark from the Xuannv Sect, Mad Saber Sanlang was in a bad mood.
He remembered the horror of being tossed for a year and four months by a 'big senior' who was as dazzling and beautiful as the bright moon in the night sky many years ago.
That's right, that beautiful senior, whose name is 'Xuannvmen Yunquezi', whose realm is the pinnacle of the 7th rank Ling Zun, is only a thin line away from the 'Xuansheng' realm where the 8th rank person appeared before him. This is a real senior-level figure, and he exists in the same era as the other senior in the group, the Seventh Cultivation Venerable.
During the walk-behind tractor competition, Dharma King Good Fortune brought a message to Mad Saber Sanlang, saying that the senior Yunquezi of Xuannvmen was going to visit Mad Saber Sanlang's house again.
At that time, Kuangdao Sanlang's legs were all soft.
Unexpectedly, senior Yunquezi gave him a big gift before he showed up.
True Monarch Luochen continued to introduce: "Senior Yunquezi said that Daoist Sanlang, your talent 'maddening' will cause hidden dangers to the body, so she entrusted a pharmacist to refine a single medicinal pill a long time ago. This medicinal pill is from the ancient times. It is extremely difficult to refine the prescription of the pharmacist. The pharmacist just completed it not long ago... As long as you take it and shed skin more than 170 times, you can regenerate your body, completely eliminate that hidden danger, and allow you to advance to the sixth-grade true monarch. You don’t have to worry about that anymore.”
After the introduction, he sighed again: "I really envy you, Daoist Sanlang, for being able to be favored by the seniors of 'Xuannvmen Yunquezi'. By the way, the senior Yunquezi also said that he would come to play with you in a few days."
Mad Saber Three Waves took a deep breath, and he looked at Little Friend Song Shuhang—or should he call Little Friend Shuhang up and let him cremate him
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The drunk Song Shuhang soon fell into sleep again.
Then, he had another terrifying and strange dream.
In a dream, he appeared on the surface of a large lake.
Song Shuhang rubbed his eyes suspiciously, because he was drunk, and his reaction was slow.
At this time, a huge whirlpool suddenly appeared on the lake surface below.
At the same time, a strange laughter sounded in Song Shuhang's ears.
The laughter seemed to be a collection of countless voices, including old people, children, men, women, and yin and yang.
The voice screamed, and the next moment, the whirlpool formed a 'big puppet hand' and grabbed Song Shuhang.
In the distance, vortexes formed on the lake surface, and a water puppet emerged from each vortex and surrounded Song Shuhang.
It was the cursed nightmare of the ancient Momen.
"Again?!" Song Shuhang gritted his teeth and said at the same time... He felt a sharp pain in his head, which was the pain of 'small hammer hitting the head' caused by excessive mental power.
Under normal circumstances, this severe pain would force Song Shuhang to wake up from the dream.
But in this strange dream, Song Shuhang could not wake up.
"Senior White!!" Song Shuhang tried to call out, asking Venerable White to help him again.
But this time, Venerable White did not show up.
Song Shuhang rubbed his head to ease the pain in his head.
At the same time, his body jumped up and performed the "Tianxingjian" body technique.
Tian Xingjian, the gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement!
Shuhang's body exploded, and before the big hand under his feet was about to catch him, he stretched out his foot to step on the big hand of the water puppet, and flew into the distance using the "Tianxingjian" movement technique.
It is a pity that he has not yet cultivated to the fourth-rank realm, otherwise he can fly with the sword or the sword at this time, and it is easier to avoid the capture of these puppet big hands.
At this moment, the entire lake surface surged, and countless large and small hands of water puppets grabbed Song Shuhang. At a glance, the whole screen is full of water puppet hands, and the scalp of the person watching it is numb.
How can one avoid this
There is not even a place to stay. If you can't fly, once you fall, you can only be caught by the hands of these puppets.
Song Shuhang subconsciously reached out and grabbed it into his arms, trying to take out the treasured saber and smash it. However, there was no 'one-inch shrink bag' on him in the dream.
Song Shuhang: "Ma'am, is this a battle with the game's gm? The scene and equipment are all set by the other party. How can we fight this?"
While thinking about it, Song Shuhang's body has fallen down.
Below, countless puppet hands cheered, and hungrily reached out to grab Song Shuhang who was falling.
The sound of that strange collection of countless voices sounded again.
"Bah." Song Shuhang adjusted the angle of his body and raised his right hand slightly.
In his body, the innate liquid True Qi of "Thirty-Three Beasts Innate One Qigong" revolved at a high speed, and a sound resembling a whale's cry and a dragon's roar emanated from his body.
Immediately afterwards, when his body was about to fall to the surface of the lake, he threw a punch.
"King Kong Demon Fist" - One, King Kong is coming!
Well, 'King Kong's Advent' is the name of Song Shuhang's own brain-filling move.
Punching out, the 'light of merit' around Shuhang's body automatically matched his punch, condensing a phantom of a vajra around him. The phantom of the King Kong wrapped Song Shuhang's body round and round, and the light of merit was as bright as a small sun at this time.
"Since it's a cursed nightmare, then take my punch!" Song Shuhang gritted his teeth.
Fist blows down!
The first style of "King Kong Demon Fist", combined with Song Shuhang's light of merit, punched enough to destroy a small house. This is a good boxing method for demolition.
More importantly, this punch has the effect of 'breaking evil, subduing demons, and breaking curses'.
Perfect for dealing with this 'curse-like' nightmare.
The King Kong formed by Jin Mang threw a fist along with Song Shuhang.
Boom~~
Before the boxing arrives, the boxing style arrives first. Whales and dragons roared, and the 'hand of the puppet' under Song Shuhang's feet melted quickly like snowflakes under the scorching sun.
Not only the puppet arm under Shuhang, but the puppet arm on the entire lake was affected by this punch.
'Zizzizizi~~'
All the puppet hands are constantly emitting black smoke. Even the strange voice echoing in Song Shuhang's ears disappeared at the same time.
After two breaths, the lake returned to calm.
Song Shuhang's body fell on the lake, standing quietly as if he was on the ground.
"Is it over?" Song Shuhang secretly asked.
The puppet arm did not appear again, but the dream on the lake surface was still not broken.
The last time the dream was broken was when Venerable White took action and took him out of the dream. This time, Venerable White did not appear, how could he leave this dream
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While thinking about it, the familiar pitch-black flying sword in the void once again broke through the void and landed in front of Song Shuhang.
Just like last time, countless darkness was released from the pitch-black flying sword, and this pure darkness swallowed up the entire dream in a blink of an eye.
The dream on the lake surface shattered, Song Shuhang entered the pure black space again, and only the pitch-black flying sword stood in front of him.
"Senior White!" Song Shuhang called out.
Following his call, the pitch-black flying sword changed and turned into the appearance of Venerable White.
Song Shuhang is still not sure whether this 'Vuner White' is real or not - for the time being, let's assume that he is the 'Vuner White'.
"Why are you here again? How long has it been since then?" Venerable White frowned, this Xiaoyou Song was also a third-rank cultivator. Is it normal for a third-grade cultivator to sleep once every two or three days? Why did this little guy sleep and dream again after a few hours
Is this guy the kind that sleeps several times a day
"Hahaha." Song Shuhang laughed dryly: "I just drank too much, got drunk, and fell into that nightmare curse again in a daze."
As he spoke, his eyes sank a little - this 'Venerable White' didn't even know that he was drunk? That is to say, this 'Vonourable White' is likely to be a fake.
Would you like to verify it? Try to see if he is the real Senior White!
So, Song Shuhang sat up straight with a serious face: "Senior White!"
"What's the matter?" The 'Vonorable White' asked in confusion.
Song Shuhang adjusted his posture and said softly, "Xiao Bai... When your hair reaches your waist..."
But before he finished his lines, Venerable White in front of him suddenly changed his face.
Immediately afterwards, Shuhang felt that he couldn't utter a word, as if someone had given a 'forbidden speech'.
"Hehehehe." Venerable White in front of him gave a 'kind' smile, the breeze blew, and his long black hair fluttered in the wind. (To be continued.) Mobile users, please browse and read for a better reading experience.