Chapter 203 If You Feel Presumptuous, Wave Your Hand

The four golden bodies of Confucian immortals of the Thirteen Tribulations were buried.

True Monarch Henghuo and several Confucian 'parents' sailed towards Song Shu.

"Song Xiao... Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song, what's the matter with you?" True Monarch Henghuo looked at Song Shuhang and asked with some worry.

At this time, Song Shuhang's body spread out from time to time with leaves and flower buds blooming, full of the style of a girl's cartoon.

When did the little friend change to practice Western Druid?

"It's okay, I'm doing fine. My body fell off, but there is a big scar on the mouth of the bowl. After a while, when I get back to my body, I'll be a hero again." Song Shuhang patted his chest and said, "Now, Heng Senior Huo, you can call me the lost knight Tyrannical Song."

What is a lost knight? True Monarch Henghuo nodded with a confused look, looked at Bai again, and smiled: "Long time no see, fellow Daoist Bai. Speaking of which...you look a bit special today. Is it your real body?"

Although Daoyou Bai has always been a very special one, but today he has a very strange temperament, but he can't tell what the strange point is.

"Well, because I only have the upper body of the real body, you will feel a little weird." Senior White said.

Song Shuhang laughed, and blurted out a word without passing through his bowels: "Senior Bai is now a slipped knight."

While he was talking, suddenly his wooden body and feet swayed... Song Shuhang fell flat to the ground, hitting the hard ground of the Golden Lotus World, his face hurt.

Henghuo Zhenjun's face was stunned. He looked at Su Clan's Sixteen again and asked, "Sixteen, are you okay?"

"Don't worry, Senior Henghuo, I'm fine." Su Clan's Sixteen said calmly.

Finally, there is a normal point, and Zhenjun Henghuo breathed a sigh of relief.

Senior Turtle looked at True Monarch Henghuo's face, and through his expressions, words, and actions, and then figured out according to "Psychology", he quickly guessed what True Monarch Henghuo was thinking.

[Too naive, little fellow Daoist Henghuo. 】Senior tortoise reveals a mysterious turtle smile... a strange smile!

The Sixteenth is not the most normal one. She is currently in the special trial of the Su Clan in Tianhe. Every once in a while, she will meet another Su Clan's Sixteen, and there will be an earth-shattering battle between the two.

——One day, the number of 'Sixteen' sleeping forever in the special space of Su Clan's Sixteen will catch up with Skylark's parts mountain, right?

I don't know in the future, will those Sixteen who have been put away become special clones or something?

If thousands of Sixteen came out together, it would be very interesting.

I don't know how little friend Song Shuhang will deal with it then?

"It's really exciting." Senior Turtle said.

...

...

At this time, Fairy Fortune and Mermaid Snake got out and pulled Song Shuhang up from the ground.

True Monarch Henghuo said earnestly, "Fellow Daoist Tyrant Song, if you need Confucian help, feel free to speak up."

Song Shuhang smiled slightly, looked at True Monarch Henghuo, and said, "Senior Henghuo, why do you need to be so polite between you and me?"

As he spoke, behind him, a large flower bud burst into anger, like an inferior mobile phone beauty.

The picture is heartbreakingly beautiful.

True Monarch Henghuo wanted to laugh, but it was very impolite to laugh at this time, so True Monarch Henghuo held back his smile and kept his face calm.

At this time, behind True Monarch Henghuo, a Confucian 'parent' pondered for a moment and said to Song Shuhang, "Senior Tyrannical Song, I have a presumptuous request, I wonder if I can..."

Before the parent finished speaking, Fairy Fortune behind Song Shuhang sang, "If you feel presumptuous~ wave your hand~ wave your hand~ don't talk~ don't talk~~"

The Confucian parent, with his mouth open stiffly, was always embarrassed.

"Fairy Fortune is not skinned." Song Shuhang held down Fairy Fortune's head, hung her behind his back, and said to the parent: "If you have any request, fellow Daoist, let me hear it. However, you can also see my current state. , I can't necessarily be of any help."

"No, I'm not asking Senior Tyrannical Song for help." The Confucian parent waved his hands again and again, and then said, "I just want to ask Senior Tyrannical Song,

Can you first put the 'eye of the saint'..."

"No~ No~" Fairy Creation hurriedly sang, she lay on Song Shuhang's back, stretched out her hand to press his eye socket, and took the sage's eye back.

Then she jumped, gracefully, jumped into Song Shuhang's head and disappeared.

Then the beauty of the meritorious snake stepped forward and replaced Song Shuhang's eyeballs.

The whole process is like flowing water, and the process of changing eyeballs is easier than blinking.

The two fairies cooperated tacitly.

Song Shuhang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Fairy, don't put your skin first. Moreover, according to the faction, you are also a Confucian!" Song Shuhang said.

Confucianism is trying to take back the eyes of saints, and it is also true... the significance of the eyes of saints to Confucianism is more important than that of the Thirteen Tribulations Immortals. If it was him, no matter how much he paid, he would want to take back the eye of the saint.

"Fairy, Senior Tyrannical Song, don't get me wrong. I didn't mean to let Confucianism take back the eyes of saints." The Confucian parent waved his hands again and again and said.

If it were a month ago, there would still be people in the Confucian family who would try to get back the eye of a saint from Xuansheng Tyrannical Song at a huge price.

But now, it is different from the past.

Emperor Xuansheng of Song Dynasty saved Confucianism from danger. Confucianism could not repay such kindness.

Even if this huge kindness is put aside first - Xuansheng Tyrannical Song, it is very likely that the saint is reincarnated!

Moreover, there are really many similarities between Xuansheng Tyrannical Song and the saint.

For example, they are also very hanged.

It is no longer necessary to describe how much Confucian saints hang, but Xuansheng of Tyrant Song is the only man who has been connected to the live broadcast of the heavens and the world three times for thousands of years.

There is no one in the past, and there may be no one in the future!

"I just thought, can it be at the end? Let the eyes of the sage look directly at the Immortal of Four Tribulations." The Confucian patriarch said.

At the end of the funeral of Immortal Four Tribulations just now, Xuansheng Tyrannical Song had been standing far away.

So, just take a look at it, even if it's just the eyes of a saint.

Song Shuhang paused slightly.

Then, he nodded.

"Fairy." He called softly.

Fairy Creation, but did not come out.

"If you don't want to come out... give me your eyes, you can just hide inside and watch." Song Shuhang said softly.

After half an hour.

Fairy Fortune's two fingers emerged from Song Shuhang's eyebrows.

Between her fingers, she lightly pinched the saint's eyes.

"Three-eye mode?" Lady Onion blinked.

"But it looks like the 'eyes' are sandwiched between two fingers and nailed between Song Shuhang's eyebrows." Senior Turtle said slowly.

Song Shuhang: "..."

The meritorious snake beauty was attached to Song Shuhang's back, she stretched out her hand, took the saint's eye in Fairy Fortune's hand, and then held it up with both hands.

Song Shuhang walked forward until he came to the place where the four golden robbers were buried.

The meritorious snake beauty handed her hands forward.

The eyes of the sage looked towards the place where the four 'Thirteen Tribulation Immortals' were buried. 8) For more wonderful novels, welcome to visit our school