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"?" Song Shuhang doubted to Yu Yuzi, do not understand what she wants to do.

After Yukoko finished the thing, he placed the table on the white predecessor on the bed and put it on the incense burner.

Then, she reached out and pinched at the top of the incense, and put it out, and burned the incense.

After igniting the incense, she took the incense, respectfully bowed to the white predecessor, and her face was serious, like a sacrifice to God.

After the sacrifice, she reverently inserted the few incense sticks into the incense burner.

Song Shuhang: "..."

Which one is playing? It always feels weird... The white lord is still alive, and he is not a god!

Therefore, he couldn't help but ask: "Yu, who is doing this?"

"Hey? Song predecessors, you don't know?" Yukozi looked at Song Shuhang with a look of surprise: "Don't you give the white predecessors a fragrance?"

"So I said, why should I give the white predecessors a scent!" Song Shuhang sighed.

"Song predecessors, your self-cultivation common sense is too weak." Yu Rouzi looked sighed.

Song Shuhang heard a glimpse: "Does the monks have to put on the table when they meet their predecessors?"

It is difficult for the younger generations to bring a incense burner with them. When they meet their predecessors, they will face the ancestors in front of them. No, this kind of thing is absolutely impossible!

"No, it is natural not to encounter other predecessors. But the white predecessors are rare and special!" Yukoko made a big circle with his hands.

Then, she continued to explain: "Most people in the realm of comprehension know that if they meet the white predecessors, they can retreat to the white predecessors."

"Shangxiang wish, can you?" Song Shuhang slammed his face.

Has the ‘reverse weather movement’ of the white predecessors been so powerful?

- Having said that, he immediately remembered the situation when he returned to the white predecessor in the ‘unknown immortal view.’ At that time, the white predecessors were not treated as immortals, standing in the view, and being fragrant.

Moreover, the nameless immortal view is also very famous - it is said that as long as the wishing person is sincere, many people have fulfilled their wishes.

It turned out that this is true... The company has always had the prestige of the white predecessors.

However, it is dangerous to make a wish to the white predecessor? For example, if you wish to get the power, maybe you will fall on the cliff first. If you are lucky, you will fall into a hole when you fall halfway, and then you will get the magic. But if you are not lucky, you will get from the cliff top. Fall to the end, fell into a group of Masek!

"Yuko, I can ask a question? Is there anyone who makes a wish, hangs or seriously hurts when the wish is realized?" Song Shuhang asked cautiously.

Yukoko thought for a moment and shook his head. "I don't know about this. The rumors of comprehension have always been a wish to the white predecessors in the retreat. The wish is possible. There are no other rumors."

During the talk, the few incense sticks burned by Yukoko quickly burned.

"Oh, there is a problem with the igniting of the gas, and it burns too fast." Yurouzi muttered.

However, she did not point to the meaning of the scent, and silently began to collect the table and incense burner.

Song Shuhang saw that she first touched the incense burner with a small waist bag. The volume of the incense burner has been reduced. Finally, it was only reduced to the size of the marbles, and was picked up by Yu Yuzi into a small pocket. Later, she used this method to close the desk.

It’s a good thing... if you have a chance to find the 一 一 指 指 ’ ’ ’ ’ 。 。 。 。.

Hey, wait!

White predecessors, I am not making a wish! Song Shuhang looked at the white predecessors on the eyebed, and immediately added a sentence.

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Then, Song Shuhang soaked a cup of Lingmai Bicha and handed it to Yukoko.

“Hey? When did the seniors have Lingmai Bicha?” Yurouzi asked with doubt, the one she sent was still in Song’s mother. But just now, Song Shuhang took out Lingmai Bicha in his room.

"Shuzhou No. 1 in the group of Su Shi A six sent, the last time helped her a little busy, it should be regarded as thank you." Song Shudao.

"Oh, the younger generation of the seven predecessors, I listened to the seniors in the group." Yukozi sat on the edge of the bed, his feet swaying up and down, the white toes were naughty and sharp, crystal clear.

When she had just scented the incense, she still had no sandals.

Song Shuhang pulled out the chair from the computer desk and sat down. He remembered that Yurouzi had just made a wish to the white predecessor, and he was worried that he would ask: "Yurouzi, what have you made just now? Is it convenient?"

After all, it is a desire. If it is a private little wish, it is not good to tell others.

"Ah, it's a small matter, you can say it. The wish I made just now is to hope that the whites will bless and let me do things that are going smoothly." Yukoko laughed.

What are you going to do next? Song Shuhang’s flash of light flashed: “Is it a treasure map? Do you want to explore that treasure?”

Yukoko once talked with Song Shuhang on the chat software, saying that he found a treasure map in his father's notebook and said that he had time to go with Song Shuhang to find the treasure.

"Not that thing, although this time I came out, I brought the treasure map out. But this is mainly for another thing!" Yukoko said, sitting right, starting to talk seriously. .

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Yukoko has a good friend, Chu Yuying. She is the daughter of a small family. She was known to her when she was playing in the world with her.

Later, the two kept on contact intermittently.

But not long ago, Chu Yuying suddenly broke contact, Yukozi was very strange, so people investigated it.

Then she learned that it was Chu Shiying’s comprehension family that had some trouble.

About a hundred years ago, the family of Chu surnamed a very good practice of practicing swordsmanship. Originally this was also hidden, no one knew. The family of the Chu family is also a closed-door cultivation of their own people.

But somehow, the wind blew out last year, attracting the attention of a comprehension martial art. Although this martial art school is not a big martial art, it is much stronger than the small family of Chu Yuying.

Therefore, the cultivation of the martial art began to be a difficult family of surnames... I wanted to force them to hand over the swordwork.

This kind of martyrdom has been going on for more than half a year.

"Does this kind of thing, no one cares?" Song Shuhang asked: "Is there no cultivator of the martial arts lord of the real world, and stop the martial art?" <鰠p>

"Actually, what the ally or the other is really true. But in my impression, the lord has been closed for more than six hundred years, and I don't know when it will come out." Yu Rouzi sighed.

This is the most helpless thing in the world of comprehension - you want to be the ally of the real world, you must be at least strong, or what do you take?

But the high-powered predecessors have been closed for hundreds of years, even for thousands of years. Who has been in charge for these hundreds of thousands of years?

Do you want to continue to choose another ally?

But what's the use... Maybe you just chose him as the lord in the front foot, and the next second is ready to come to a ‘annual retreat package’.

So, what is the master of the comprehension, it is like this...

"However, in addition to the ally, the Damen and some of the Buddhist sects will still look at the real world and avoid confusion. If anyone dares to make too much trouble and cause public outrage, then don't blame everyone." Kyoko explained.

It is precisely because of this that the martial art did not dare to directly seize the sword swordsmanship, but to constantly play tricks, everywhere is difficult for a small family.

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"That gentleman, are you going to help your friend? How are you going to help?" Song Shuhang asked.

"I haven't thought about how to help... I am going to look at it first, if there is any place I can help. If the other party is really too much, I will return to Lingdie Island and bring people to help me." The family supports the field! When the reason can't be said, it depends on who's fist is harder!" Yu softer made a fist and licked the sharp tiger teeth.

"Is there a place where I can help?" Song Shuhang asked - the martial art and the family, I feel very touched. If you can, he also wants to see it.

Yurouzi looked at the book and sailed, and then tried to be euphemistic: "No, the Song predecessors have repaired a little low cheerleading team. In the past, it didn't help."

Song Shuhang suddenly burst into tears - sorry, I am a weak chicken really sorry!

"When I help my friends to finish the game, the aunt has not sent someone to catch me back. I will go to the treasures with the predecessors of the Song!" Yukoko reached out and shot Song Shuhang, comforting.

Song Shuhang replied: "Good."

"Right, I heard that the peas of Huangshan Zhenjun’s family are also here in the Song Dynasty. Why didn’t you see it? I have never had the chance to see Peas. When Auntie took me to Huangshan Zhenjun’s house, Every time I met the peas leaving home," Yukoko asked curiously.

"Doudou is still accompanying the small monk fruit in the hospital to treat hemorrhoids. Calculating the time, today is the last time for the treatment of the young monk, Peas should also come back." Song Shuhang replied.

Talking about the peas, Song Shuhang’s cell phone rang, and at first glance, it’s not exactly what peas are calling.

"It should be Peas to go home, I will take a call." Song Shuhang smiled and connected the phone.

"Hey, the book is a small friend, I am leaving." On the other end of the line, it was the voice of Zhou. And at this time, his voice is extremely heavy, and there are all kinds of deep powerlessness.

Song Shuhang himself wondered how he heard so many emotions from the voice of his brother, but he just heard it!

Song Shuhang immediately asked: "Is it a week to leave the brother, what happened? Is your tone wrong?"

"Doudou ran away." When Zhou Li said this sentence, it seemed to consume his whole body strength: "And, he also ran away with the little monk fruit, can't help it, book air friend I am clearly by their side, but I can't see them!"

"..." Song Shuhang felt that there was an old blood in his throat that almost had to be ejected.