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Book Air has found a place where no one is, open the express package.

The small box is filled with a stack of black and yellow paper, each of which uses gold-red paint to paint the mysterious runes and the map. In addition, a note of the ‘Seven-Life Fuzhu’ is attached to introduce the function of the stack of paper.

There are a total of twenty sheets of paper.

The top five are ‘甲符’, which, like its name, activates the energy inside the symbol to become a layer of defensive armor, which can block the attack of monks below three.

The method of use is also very simple. Just press the thumb on the center of the pattern of the paper, and use the spirit to guide the aura in the spirit. Drink a ‘A’ and you can summon the armor.

Five Zhang Fubao, each can only be used once. When used properly, you can protect Song Shuhang five times.

The middle five are ‘swords’, which is used for attack. The method of use is the same as the one, and the tempo can only be used to lightly drink the word “sword”.

Once the application is carried out, it can be used to create a sword attack on the level of the three warriors. Ordinary two-class true-level monk, if there is no special defense means, a sword will not lose half life.

The most numerous is the ten evil characters.

According to the introduction of the seven-year-old Fufu, because the other party is a wicked ghost repair, it can be manipulated to control ghosts and evil spirits.

Ghosts are immune to ordinary physical attacks, and some have special stealth latency, which is a headache for the underpowered monks.

Ten broken evil characters can help the book to break the other party's ghosts!

Song Shuhang holds this box of Fubao, and the seven-year-old Fufu is more than a charcoal in the snow. This is simply a service in the snow to send clothes, food, shelter and travel!

"This is really an unexpected joy." Song Shuhang pinched the treasure.

With this batch of Fubao, he even had the confidence to face the ‘tanto’. Of course, he wouldn't be stupid enough to rush to the front and desperately.

As long as he can solve the altar, he can do whatever he wants.

He only needs the results, no matter what the process - as long as they can kill each other!

Be careful to collect the Fubao, everything is ready, only owe the east wind...

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7:30 am.

The sports meeting of Jiangnan University City officially opened.

Before the opening ceremony, it was customary to give a speech by the school leader. The speech of the leader is a very magical thing. No matter how advanced the technology is, it will always remain unchanged.

Usually, I started with the words "Below, I will give you a short sentence." During the period, I experienced countless 'short sentences'. After the students were tortured and fascinated, they finally opened the Games. prelude.

At 8:40, the men’s five-kilometer long-distance race began.

Song Shuhang came to the runway position with three roommates and seven or eight boys with better relationships.

Roommates and classmates with a silver smile, they are not fueling Song Shuhang, but how to find a book on the five-kilometer runway, it is best to run to the soft leg of the leg, so I like it.

The five-kilometer long-distance race is a bitter game.

The runway is four hundred meters in length and requires a total of twelve and a half laps.

It is completely a thankless game, there is no rush to stimulate the 100-meter run, and there is no cooperation between men and women. The journey is long and the rhythm is slow; there are fewer onlookers and fewer girls watching the game.

No girls are onlookers, the male students in the competition are lacking motivation.

Other players chose the location to stand, and Song Shuhang yawned to his position.

"Book Air classmates, come on!" At this moment, a crisp voice came over: "Get the first place to come back!"

The sweet voice is especially sweet.

Song Shuhang looked up and found that the girl who liked to join him recently was waving at him, his face filled with a smile of youth.

There are four girls around her, and it seems that they have just watched other sports and just passed by.

Should it be called Lu Fei?

Song Shuhang laughed and gave her a thumbs up.

Roommates and a few male students immediately took the opportunity to start.

Tubo and Gao Moumou said in unison, holding a scorpion and learning the tone of Lu Fei: "Book Airlines classmates, come on!"

"Try to run the first place back!" The other people on the side also screamed with a scorpion.

Song Shuhang turned back to two middle fingers: "Why don't you die!"

At this time, a dark, strong classmate next to Song Shuhang sneered at him: "Hey, first place? Xiaobai face, do you think that the five-kilometer long-distance running is to win by the face?"

He said that he put his muscles and strong legs - this is the thigh that can be practiced by long-term exercise, and the small white face with thin arms and thin legs, not to mention five kilometers, can run for one kilometer. .

"Little white face? Say me?" Song Shuhang asked, he touched his face, because of the effect of quenching body fluid, his skin did become a bit white and tender.

It turns out that this handsome man is really troublesome?

Book Air nodded secretly and asked in a sigh of relief: "Are you envious of my skin?"

"... envy your chrysanthemum? I will envy you this little white face?!" The black boy classmates feel that their forehead blue veins are faintly rising due to instant congestion.

"Haha, this classmate, don't worry, this black guy is yelling that you have a sister to cheer for you. Saying, are you also forced to come over to the competition by the class?" On the other side of the book, the face is slightly fat, at first glance The long-term housemate smiled and asked: "My name is Yang Shangfa, the computer department."

"Okay, because no one participated in the five-kilometer, I just took time off, so the five-meter man’s long-distance running fell on my head. My name is Song Shuhang." Shuhang laughed back.

"The same is the end of the world." Yang Shang is in tears.

During the talk, the teacher in charge of the guns screamed: "Everyone, prepare~"

All players set the starting position.

"Awful little white face, I want you to know what is called the five-kilometer race, I will at least marry you in this race!" The dark classmates bite their teeth.

"Why are I a street? A street is at least 800 meters long, that is, more than two circles?" After thinking about it, Song Shuhang was very considerate and advised: "Well, impossible, you give up."

"Hey!" Yang Shangfa, who was slightly fat, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"..." The dark classmate almost bit his teeth.

'boom! ’

The command gun sounded.

The black-eyed classmates squatted and ran forward at a speed of 100 meters. His endurance is very good, and the level of long-distance running is far more than the level of ordinary college students! This kind of school sports competition, his endurance is enough for him to start the distance of 100 meters and other players to open a desperate distance, and then keep this distance all the way to the end!

"Hey, it’s fine, Xiaobai face. You are just a polite word on a street. If I really play to the strength, at least you will have more than four rounds of this white face!" Black students were proud of their hearts.

Five kilometers of long-distance running, everyone needs to maintain the rhythm, no one will run at the speed of 100 meters from the beginning. Therefore, the black students quickly opened up a large distance from the ordinary players.

"How, little white face. Desperate!" The black classmate turned his head confidently and glanced at it, trying to see where the little white face was picked up - the guy's long white and tender, estimated to hang at the end of the team Eat ash?

However, when he turned his head, he found that the little white face was at a distance of one meter, followed by him, and he did not leave!

This little white face actually followed him to sprint?

"Ha? Are you a fool? At the beginning, I immediately followed me at the speed of the sprint. With your physical strength, you will be exhausted after a lap." Black students bite their teeth.

"Sprint?" Song Shuhang sneaked, then smiled softly: "No, I just ran at a very normal speed, you don't have to worry about me. You look like this, I didn't expect to care. What about people?"

Care about your uncle! The black classmates were furious.

"The dead duck's mouth is hard, see when you can stick to it! I hope you don't ran a circle and then fall to the ground!" Black students bite their teeth, and they estimated their physical strength, and then speeded up a little.

This little white face is definitely a pure layman in the long-distance race - but even so, he definitely does not allow the other to overtake himself. So, open him and open this little white face far away!

The black classmates began to sprint again.

He ran a distance of nearly 100 meters in one breath, he felt almost to the range of his expected physical strength, it is time to slow down the rhythm.

With such a long distance, the foreigner’s little white face must have been completely opened.

Thinking, he turned his head and looked at it.

This time, his eyes must be dazzled out - according to the script should be smashed by him to eat the gray face, but still closely followed his position after a meter, still inseparable.

It feels like a dragon that is going to die according to the script, but it has died several times without dying!

"How is it possible, is this an illusion?" The black classmate muttered.