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The handsome three-eyed predecessors, the biggest unfairness of this gamble, is that I am carrying the arms of the white predecessors!

"I don't know why, I always feel that the mask is a friend, you are dying." Feng Yiqin's main paw fell on the shoulder of Song Shuhang, in his ear.

Song Shuhang: "..."

I am dead, is it so obvious?

While talking, the arm of the white predecessor in the void stopped spinning.

The palms of the white predecessors point to a position - the place where the long-haired green slime 'the ancient god' is located.

In other words, the ‘treasure’ belonging to the three-eyed predecessor is on the ancient god!

Song Shuhang looked up: "Wang Tian."

[Sure enough, I did not get it wrong before, this is the mouth. 】 Feng Yiqin master claws in the heart of a move.

This mask friend, is it also a friend of the ancient heavens?

Moreover, it is likely to be a member with a good relationship with the turtles of the Northern Great.

Feng Yiqin's main paw is curious about the true identity of the masked friend. Although he knows that the other person wears a mask, he does not want to reveal his true identity, but knows that he knows that this kind of thing is not controlled by himself.

What she can do at best is to restrain herself and not take the initiative to explore the identity of this masked friend. But if you get some information passively and speculate on the identity of the friend, you can't blame her.

"The treasure... is this ancient god?" Feng Yiqin's main paw looked up and looked at the arm that looked very attractive in the air, and asked in a loud voice.

Although it is just an arm, I don’t know why, it seems to be full of charm, and there is a kind of impulse to possess it.

"The treasure is not an ancient god, and the timeline is not right." Song Shuhang slowed down.

The ‘treasure’ of the three-eyed predecessor was launched a long time after the appointment of the Tiandao dog tart. Then he was thrown into the ‘天道小黑屋’ by the Tiandao dog tart.

The ancient **** was just launched by Song Shuhang in the small black house of Tiandao.

Moreover, when Song Shuhang was in the giant world, he had already touched on some of the memories of the ancient gods and evolved them.

At that time, the ancient **** suddenly fell into a violent state, because the ‘large eyeball projection fragmentation’ picture appeared in the void—that is, the second day of the ‘天道三眼’ was shattered, and all the projections of the heavens and the world would appear.

In other words, the ancient gods existed when the three eyes of the heavens were still there.

Feng Yiqin's main paw said: "So, is the treasure in this ancient god?"

"Yes, it should be like this. It’s a headache." Song Shudao.

He does not want to over-stimulate the ancient **** of sleep.

After all, he locked the sleeping ancient **** with the third god's eye and searched it in it - as a former landlord, the ancient god's body is very special. The ‘treasure’ that has been collected by it can isolate the exploration of the 'third god'.

Song Shuhang swept it with the third god's eye and there was no gain.

[Does it mean that I will pick up the whole ‘古神’ and bring it back to the world, and give it to the three-eyed predecessors? 】 Song Shuhang pinched his chin.

To be honest, he didn't want to bring this guy back to the world... This guy is a big trouble, and accidentally destroys the disaster of a small plane.

In theory, let it stay in the 'Heavenly Black House' is the best choice.

After thinking for a while...

Song Shuhang has the determination in his heart: "Well, three eyes of the predecessors. This time you earned, buy one get one free, and return the treasure to give the ancient **** one."

The ancient **** of sleep, but also the tentacle system, should meet the aesthetics of the three-eyed predecessors.

"To bring the whole ancient **** out?" asked Feng Yiqin.

"Yes." Song Shuhang reached out and took the lucky white arm pointer in the void and put it on his left elbow.

Then he reached for a wave: "The sleeves are in the air!"

The ancient **** was put into the space of the sleeves, and the tentacles that were smashed into songs by Song Shuhang were also put together.

"Next, we will return to the world immediately." Song Shuhang fast.

The powerful existence of the ancient god, if not in the sleep, Song Shuhang could not put it into the sleeves. Therefore, before you bring more stimulation to the ancient god, send it to the three-eye predecessor at the fastest speed.

"Oh, then I will continue to be quiet." Feng Yiqin's main paw replied.

Although she was very active just now, after returning to the present world, she had to relapse into a quiet state, quietly accepting the fact that her body was dead.

Song Shuhang: "..."

Fengyi Fairy, you are quiet, very recluded style.

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After a while.

Song Shuhang’s ‘turtle shell fairy boat’ is accelerating, 嗖~, breaking through the restrictions of heaven and prison, appearing in the world space.

This time, his choice is the world of the collapsed Emperor.

When entering the world of the Emperor, the main paw of Feng Yiqin was a stiff... This is the world of Heavenly Emperor, she is familiar with it. After all, when she first created the world, she also contributed.

"The Emperor's world has collapsed like this?" Feng Yiqin's main paw suddenly wanted to cry.

This is the ancient heavenly era, she and many of the heavenly friends, a little built world, filled with her beautiful memories.

The ancient heaven collapsed, and I did not expect even the world of the Emperor to be destroyed.

The thick sadness came to her heart.

"Hey? Are you back?" The eastern predecessor who hit the iron suddenly looked up and looked at the turtle shell. - Not long ago, he seemed to forget the projection of the **** of the tyrannical song.

Then after a while, he seems to remember again.

But after another, he forgot.

Now, he remembered Song Shuhang's Yuanshen projection.

What am I getting old age amnesia? Still iterative? The Eastern Emperor collapsed inside.

"Oriental predecessors, white bone fairy, I will go back after a while." Song Shuhang quickly called.

Then, instead of giving the phoenix's main paw on his shoulders, he quickly sneaked into the ‘the throne of the throne, and three eyes of the younger generation.

- Because his body is still burning in front of the fire.

Can't let Feng Yiqin's claws see the face of his body...

He has to do some protective measures.

In addition, I wonder if it is an illusion. Song Shuhang always feels that there is something extra in his body.

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Three-eyed senior world.

"Is that the Emperor of the East? And the white bone fairy?" Feng Yiqin's main paw was holding the shoulder of Song Shuhang excitedly: "The mask friend, who are you? Are you also a member of heaven?"

"Don't panic, Fengyi fairy. I am not a member of the ancient heavenly court... In short, I will take you to see them later. Now, I have more important things to do." Song Shuhang comforted Feng Yiqin.

For a while, he first let the body hide his head in the core world, and then suppress the sacred body through the instruments that the white predecessor gave him.

As long as you can't see your head and only look at your body, Feng Yiqin should not recognize his true identity.

If Feng Yiqin can recognize him without looking at the headless body, then he has nothing to say!

The main paw of Feng Yiqin heard the words and calmed down.

Anyway, the Eastern Emperor and the White Bone Fairy are outside and can't run.

- More importantly, she has to be quiet. Because she perceives the three-eyed boy opposite, the terrible pressure that is transmitted from the other side. Nine ... nine secluded master?

"Three eyes of seniors, I am back!" Song Shudao.

As soon as he entered the house, he quietly sent a ‘private chat’ to the three-eyed predecessors and the eye-catchers. Please ask the predecessors and eye-catchers not to call his holy and real names, and not to reveal his identity.

After he was private, he was ready to take the ‘古神’ out of his sleeves.

"Small flight, this game... I lost." Not waiting for Song Shuhang, the ancient god, the three-eyed teenagers looked desperate.

Song Shuhang: "???"

"Xiao Hang, the lord can be miserable this time." The eye bead steward came out and explained: "His avatar and turtle shell fairy boat just entered the heavenly prison, and was captured by a hidden means in the heavenly prison. Nowadays The avatar is now trapped in the Heavenly Prison, and even the precious turtle shell is also confiscated. The avatar is only at the last minute, passing this desperate message - and, I suspect that the avatar can pass the message out, that is also the heaven The prison space has long been set up with a good heart."

"It's the stupid dragon in the black and white striped socks, this is the despicable secret hand left behind." Three-eyed juniors hate.

Song Shuhang: "..."

After he took a long while, he reacted.

It turned out to be a means of heavenly dog ​​egg tarts.

It is in the small black house of Tiandao, leaving behind the three-eyed juniors.

——It may be that in the ancient times, the three-eyed predecessors launched the 'treasure' for the first time, captured by the heavenly dog ​​egg tart, and thrown into the small black house of Heaven. The Tiandao dog **** started to increase the Heavenly Prison. Some of the settings have been set for the three-eyed juniors.

Tiandao dog egg tarts have long expected that the three-eyed predecessors will definitely find a way to go to the small black house in the sky, and will leave such a squint.

Although I don't know what is the entanglement between the three-eyed predecessors and the heavenly dog ​​and the egg tarts... From the current point of view, these two guys are shackles.

"That is, this gambling game has just started. Are you a game_ove for the three-year-old predecessors?" Song Shuhang laughed. He reached out and licked his hair and slammed his hairstyle into the sky: "Predecessors, you have to admit, This is luck! Hahahaha."

Rumble ~ in the sky, thunder and lightning, always want to go down Feng Bing.

[Ba Song friends, you can delete this, let me say. 】 Eyes tube tube furniture chat reminded: [If you can not reveal your identity, then don't be too much in the heart of the master. Lest the wrath of the lord, smash your slogan, reveal your identity, and be caught by the small claws on your shoulders. 】

Song Shuhang was shocked and quickly reached out and pressed himself back to the good hair style of the sky: "Cough, three eyes of the seniors, this game, you do not lose in the air, but lose in the accident. This can not blame you, can only say Tiandao dog egg tarts are well thought out."

[Tiandao dog egg tart? 】Feng Yiqin master claws in the heart of a move - mask friends, is the illegitimate child of Heaven?

"I love to listen to you." When the three-eyed predecessor heard the name of "dog egg tart", he was happy.

"Then the seniors, this time I found your treasure, and also bought one get one free." Song Shuhang said, the sleeves waved, throwing out the ancient god.

When I saw the ancient god, the eyes of the three eyes of the youngsters of the three eyes were pumping at the same time.

It can be seen at a glance that this ancient **** is a troublesome thing, in a state of violent, and once waking up, it will destroy everything on the side.

"You are too polite for Xiaohang." The three-eyed predecessor said: "I can retrieve the treasure, and the gift is still for you. I can't afford it."

"You are not welcome to the predecessors, this is my little wish." Song Shuhang politely + overbearing back: "I did not take back the things I sent out of the small air!"