Vol 2 Chapter 909: Point to intellectual

The three eyes of the strong man, the tiger head, the tiger's back, the hands are like blood, and the nine ropes on the hand are exactly three. ??.?`
Calling Sun Hao's action, the ropes in the hands of the three ninth are constantly waving, but the eyes are looking at the mirror box in the middle of the house.
Among the mirror boxes is the elixir that he has never seen before.
In other words, the value of the elixir must be low, it is likely to be the main medicine for the baby, and it is precisely the main medicine that he did not receive.
A haha ​​in the mouth, Ming Sanjiu said with a big sigh: "Agarwood, you and me, I have known each other in the meditation, it is a bit of friendship, Shenwei meditation is also old-fashioned, and now it is not difficult for you, this medicine I Take it, don't you have any opinion?"
After that, with a wave of rope in his hand, he would like to take away the mirror box.
Sun Hao’s face smiled lightly, and his hand was bombarded with a cloud of smoke. The mirror box was bounced off and his mouth said:
Sanjiu is slow.

The elixir in the box is indeed the elixir of the infant, and it is the one that Sun Hao collects less, but it can't be easily given up. The elixir belongs, but it needs to speak with strength.
The rope of the meditation was swept away.
The face was cold, and the nine ropes kept beating in the hand. He said coldly, "Agarwood, are you going to make a comparison? Don't forget to give birth to a real person's reminder, maybe you are the next one." Ranked Jin Dan in the burial sky market."
Sun Hao’s face is still full of smiles:
I am willing to teach the best of the three brothers.

The body of the Ming Sanjiu swayed slightly, and the body appeared a chilly breath. He said coldly, "I don't know how to live and die...", the nine ropes in his hand flew up like the nine snakes, from different angles.
Flying to the air, the top of the rope suddenly appeared as a small snake head, spit out the scarlet forked tongue, with a sigh of anger, rushed up.
Sun Hao still has a faint smile on his face. The small house slowly pulls open the shelf, and the masculine is squirting out from the body. .` Not to be outdone and said: "Who wins and loses, and knows when he hits."
The masculine righteousness, and the chilly atmosphere of Ming Sanjiu competed against each other, and slammed into the small house. Nothing falls.
The nine strange ropes of Ming Sanjiu are strangely wrapped in the air, as if they were tug-of-war, and they are deadlocked.
There was a burst of screaming in the mouth of the three-nine-nine mouth: "What, dare to pretend to be a ghost in front of the grandfather of Sanjiu?"
In the explosion, the third eye on the forehead slammed a red light. Look at the space where the ropes are interlaced.
In the heart of Sun Hao, there was a horror sound from Xiao Zhang.
In the eyes of the three ninth, the red light is everywhere, and a small octopus that looks very cute looks on Sun Hao’s shoulder.
The small octopus waved the slender wrist and hovered in front of Sun Hao, stopped the nine ropes of the meditation, and was seen by the dynasty. It was not panicking, and it was a pair of cute little eyes, very innocent. Looking at the three.
He looked at the small powder chapter in a sinister manner, and stretched out his thick fingers forward, saying loudly: "This is not right. His grandmother, the little octopus has only eight hands, how can he and the son of the nine heads of the mysterious snake Struggling to pull the river?"
It seems to be awkward. In fact, it is playing drums in the heart of the three.
The nine heads of the Xuan Ming snake are so powerful that he is well aware. Under normal circumstances, there is no disadvantage. Nowadays, it is actually stopped by a small octopus that looks so harmless.
Judging from the performance of the nine-headed Xuan Ming snake. However, it is quite a fight, it is difficult to distinguish.
Look at the masculine momentum of Sun Hao Sun Shen Xiang, it seems that it is not much weaker than his own chilly atmosphere, really want to do it. It is estimated that there is also a fight. It is no wonder that the Dragon King will point to the absurdity of Sun Hao’s ranking.
I remember that on the same day, the Dragon King explained that he should try to make good use of Sun Haosun and Shen Xiang. It turned out that this guy is not good at cleaning up. `
The three eyeballs turned, and the three ropes were handed, and nine ropes flew back. Wrapped around his hand, Yang Tian a haha: "The gods of the three gods are the most old-fashioned, now, the elixir is a plant, agarwood, you get the right to suggest, you talk about how we should distribute Let's take this medicine."
Since it is not easy to clean up, nature can only negotiate.
Sun Hao smiled lightly, and his heart moved, and there was a meat buns in his hand: "I will change this buns with you."
"Bun?" Ming Sanjiu laughed: "Laugh me, you actually have to take the buns for the baby's elixir. Is there any mistake, is your head sick? The disease is not light!"
As I said, in the third eye, a red light was shot, shining on the buns in the hands of Sun Hao.
Sun Hao was quiet, throwing a buns in the air, and then said: "Since the 39-year-old adults do not like buns, the agarwood will be put away."
"Wait," the sound of the rope in the air was slamming in the air, and then said loudly: "The gods are dying, but although you are sick, the 39-year-old is an old-fashioned person, the buns, the 39-year-olds are hard to find. Received, but one is not enough, at least this number..."
Between the words, the nine ropes are erected in the air, indicating that at least nine buns are required.
Sun Hao smiled and shook his head: "No, I am a buns, the sky is underground, this one is alone, the top is more, I can give two of the three brothers..."
"This number, otherwise I can't eat enough!"
"No, my bun is expensive, I can't add it..."
"This number can't be less, or the three or nine adults will be paralyzed."
"No, my bun is that I have gone through thousands of mountains and waters, and I have only bought it in nine hundred and eighty-one. There are two, one and no more."
"This number is the minimum requirement for the 39-year-old."
"Two..."
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"Shenxiang's younger brother, bargaining is not so good for you, his mother's, three or nine adults cut prices a few times, you are still a hairless, really can't talk about it..."
Sun Hao has very rare three fingers: "That's the number."
Ming Sanjiu said with joy: "The deal."
Sun Hao took the unfortunate use of buns bought in the ghost city and exchanged the baby's elixir.
All are happy.
Sun Hao just put away the elixir, and suddenly felt that the spirit was awkward, and he decided to return to the entrance of the Pluto cloister.
Slightly look at the situation at the entrance, Sun Hao heart, violently shocked.
The Xiangwu real person has fallen to the wall and has no breath.
Sun Hao’s heart was sad, and he couldn’t help but think of the bridge. He couldn’t help but think of the Jiuqu Yellow River. At that time, the auspicious real people, what the spirit of the spirit, the training ranks Jindan, the marching array, broke one level after another. .
If it wasn't for his lack of origin, in fact, the auspicious real person is the most suitable leader of the team.
How many difficulties are caused by Sun Hao and Xiangwu real people, and they have been negotiating and working together to overcome the past.
The Xiangwu real person was placed in the bright spot by Sun Hao, and he received many taboos from Jin Dan. However, the two of them were sympathetic to each other and had a tacit understanding.
But now, the auspicious real people are not spared, and they fell into the funeral market.
It fell to the last level of the burial of the sky, in the cloister of Pluto.
The key is not knowing how he fell.
Taking a deep breath, Sun Hao suppressed the faint sorrow in his heart, and his eyes resumed the Qingming and looked at the one-armed arm of Xiangwu.
Before entering the room, Xiangwu Zhenren once voiced Sun Hao, let Sun Hao pay attention to his one-arm.
It is very likely that at that time, Xiangwu real people had already felt that they were about to encounter unexpected events, and they deliberately left clues. They only hoped to help the later rankings of Jindan.
There is no doubt that Sun Hao is ranked among Jin Dan. His most trusted monk is now looking at his one-armed arm and will not leave anything behind.
The single arm of Xiangwu’s real person has a strange gesture.
Other monks may not understand what the gesture of the avant-garde real person represents, but Sun Hao is clearly looking at it.
The military array is good, the battlefield is good, you must learn the slogan.
The gesture of Xiangwu Real Man is a very clear slogan.
Sun Hao’s heart flashed a picture.
The picture of the Xiangwu real person entering the small room.
At that time, ~EbookFREE.me~ Xiangwu real people, each entering the room, the distribution and ranking of the monks were introduced into Sun Hao's mind, and began to quickly match the flag of Xiangwu real people.
However, after a while, Sun Hao’s heart trembled and his mouth blurted out:
Impossible, how could this be?

Around Sun Hao, Zhichao asked casually: "What happened? Sun Hao, what do you have?"
Sun Hao shook his head: "No, I just thought of an incredible thing, right, Zhichi, who just entered the small room, who met?"
Zhichao replied casually: "One person, no one has met."
Sun Hao "oh", did not speak, but in my heart, it was puzzling.
Xiangwu's real-life gesture slogan actually points to Zhichi, one of his most trusted people, how could this be? (To be continued.)
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