Chapter 912: The Virtuous Snake Beauty Has a Private Meeting with the Lychee Fairy

At this time, on the bookshelf in Gao Moumou's room, the palm-sized Yu Jiaojiao was holding a cup of hot tea in her hand and took a warm sip. ???

"Fortunately, today I had a sudden idea and came to Gao Moumou's house. Otherwise, this guy would have asked for leave today because of a cold." Yu Jiaojiao murmured.

However, since she, Yu Jiaojiao, is here, Gao Moumou will be able to recover from a simple cold or minor illness as soon as the treatment is carried out.

So, now that I’m no longer bothered by the cold, let’s update well today. Yu Jiao said softly.

Gao Moumou's fingers were stiff on the keyboard, and he shook his head vigorously, with a look of disbelief on his face.

He had a headache and a fever just now, his nose was blocked and his throat was sore, and he felt like he was about to die... But suddenly, he felt refreshed, his head no longer hurt, his nose was no longer blocked, his throat had recovered, and his whole body felt strong. .

As a result, the half-written leave request note on the computer could no longer be written.

"Fuck, how could this happen? I am rarely sick this year and I want to take a day off. Why did the cold suddenly disappear? When did my body become so cruel?" Gao Moumou said.

That's all, now that the cold is gone, let's take some time to write some words.

Having said that, I don’t know what that guy Song Shuhang is doing these days. That kid received news yesterday that he had registered at the school. Do you want to go to school so early?

While thinking about it, Gao Moumou opened another document of his and typed on the keyboard skillfully.

When was Gao Moumou the most handsome?

Of course he is most handsome when he is working hard on typing...

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the other side……

After Song Shuhang's body was shrouded in mist, he soared into the clouds again.

After a while, the fog surrounding Song Shuhang dissipated, and then he found himself in the crater of the volcano. It was the crater yesterday, with magma boiling underneath.

Vaguely, he also heard a faint scream. Could it be that Senior Sanlang was still soaking in the magma?

At the same time, Song Shuhang thought of something. He quickly lowered his head and looked at himself - fortunately, this time he was still wearing his original clothes and was not forced to change into women's clothing.

But there were a lot of polka dots stuck on him...these polka dots looked awkward. Moreover, the twelve sword pills behind him disappeared.

Just when Song Shuhang was about to tear off these dots on his body, his body was out of control and he started running like yesterday.

After yesterday's experience, Song Shuhang was not nervous.

He experienced the process of his body's "automatic running" in detail. Soon, he found that there were tens of thousands of threads on his body pulling him, leading him to run wildly.

Is this a spell?

Also, am I really ‘dreaming’ now?

Song Shuhang began to doubt.

While he was thinking, he had already run to the crater.

Familiar with the crater, familiar location, familiar scene. You're not going to ask me to read yesterday's lines again, are you? I will never read that kind of line again today.

Song Shuhang thought to himself.

But just as he was thinking this, suddenly, a voice came from him - "Zi Lang, Zi Lang~~ Where are you! Answer me quickly!"

It wasn't Song Shuhang who spoke, but the sound coming from his clothes. This voice is Song Shuhang's own voice, and it is the recording playback function!

Damn it, is this okay?

And... the recording and playback came out, and sure enough, this was definitely no ordinary dream.

[After waking up this time, I must ask Senior Bai what is going on in this dream! 】Song Shuhang secretly thought in his heart.

Just as he was thinking this, in the volcanic lava, Senior Kuangdao Sanlang shouted loudly like yesterday: "Save me, my friend, help me up quickly."

Song Shuhang: "..."

"I can't go up by myself. I need your help. Please help me!" Crazy Blade Sanlang shouted anxiously.

"I understand." Song Shuhang sighed and said, "I remember... there is a step at my six o'clock direction.

Then climb to the third step and open a box with a piece of equipment inside. As long as you throw it down to Sanlangdai, you can escape from this volcano, right? I'll look for that step right away. "

When Senior Crazy Blade Sanlang heard this, his eyes widened immediately. After a moment, he tremblingly said to Song Shuhang: "Little friend Shuhang, you don't bring such deceitful people."

"Huh?" Song Shuhang looked confused.

Vaguely, there was a sudden 'click' sound.

Then, Song Shuhang's body was shrouded in mist. Before the clouds flew into the mist, Song Shuhang seemed to see the scene of a volcano exploding.

Song Shuhang: "..."

This is a broken dream, I really admire it.

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After a while, the mist swept Song Shuhang back to the vicinity of the crater.

As if time had gone backwards, he ran along the crater again.

Shuhang had a vague guess in his mind.

Soon, when he came to the crater, the replayed voice came from his clothes again: "Zi Lang, Zi Lang~~ Where are you! Answer me quickly!"

Then, Senior Crazy Blade Three Waves appeared in the magma again.

Song Shuhang found that the seniors of the Three Waves of Crazy Blade were a little more embarrassed than the last time, and his whole body was much more charred.

After Senior Sanlang appeared, he immediately started to read his lines and repeated the lines he had said before.

After finishing his lines, Senior Sanlang stared at Song Shuhang with resentment.

Shuhang sighed and searched around the crater without saying a word... Soon, he found a step.

Following the strategy given by Senior Mad Blade Three Waves yesterday, Song Shuhang successfully opened the treasure box and took out a prop... a small boat, the size of a table.

He pushed hard and pushed the boat into the volcanic lava.

Senior Sanlang was overjoyed. He quickly climbed onto the boat and rowed the boat hard.

Rowing and rowing... the boat flew up and flew to Song Shuhang's side.

Faced with such a broken plot, Shuhang was unable to complain.

"Let's go, let's go, the volcano is about to erupt again." Three waves of Crazy Knife pulled up Song Shuhang and quickly escaped from the crater.

About twenty seconds later, the volcano behind him exploded with a bang.

Senior Kuangdao Sanlang's face turned pale and he ran faster and faster.

"Senior, why don't you fly away with your sword?" Song Shuhang asked.

"I can't fly. If I could fly, I would have flown long ago." Kuangdao Sanlang said with tears streaming down his face.

Song Shuhang: "..."

With great difficulty, Song Shuhang and the Three Waves of Crazy Blades escaped from the volcano.

Although he can't fly with his sword, Senior Crazy Blade Sanlang can still run very fast. Moreover, the range of the mountain fire seemed to be limited. After it ran out of a certain range, it would no longer be lethal.

Vaguely, Song Shuhang heard another voice in his ear: "It's finally safe." Senior Crazy Blade Three Waves breathed a sigh of relief.

"Senior Sanlang, can I ask a question...what are we doing now?" Song Shuhang asked.

Kuangdao Sanlang: "You ask me what I am doing? Don't you know? We are filming."

"..." Song Shuhang asked tentatively: "Making a movie?"

"Yes." Kuangdao Sanlang said with tears streaming down his face: "Just because I couldn't say a bad word about Lord Spirit Butterfly in the group, I ended up being dragged over to make a movie. Before you came, I had already soaked in the volcano for two days. Oh my god."

Song Shuhang: "Before I came? Am I not dreaming?"

"No, you are dreaming." Kuang Dao Sanlang looked at Song Shuhang and suddenly sighed: "Little friend Shuhang, you are so lucky."

Song Shuhang felt confused.

Kuangdao Sanlang explained: "Before you are promoted to the fourth rank, you can actually have the opportunity to experience the 'spiritual soul leaving the body'. This is an extremely precious experience. It will be of great help to your promotion to the fourth rank. You also know that the fourth rank monks can control The sword flies. And experiencing the 'soul out of body' experience in advance will be very helpful for you to wield a sword in the future."

"Is the soul leaving the body? Is it something like the soul leaving the body?" Song Shuhang asked. If the soul is out of body, we can understand what this strange dream is about.

"You can barely understand it this way. The soul is related to mental power. It can be said to be the product of highly condensed mental power. The more powerful the soul is, the easier it will be for you to control the flying sword. Use the sword to attack the enemy from a distance. The distance is getting farther and farther. But having said that, little friend Shuhang, what state are you in now?" Crazy Blade Sanlang suddenly thought of a question.

He remembered that when the Chu family and the Void Sword Sect set up the ‘Broken Immortal Platform’ not long ago, little friend Song Shuhang had just been promoted to the second level. Later, I heard that he had a series of adventures, overcame the tribulation and advanced to the third level.

What state is little friend Shuhang in right now?

"I just opened the third-grade Yang Yan Vein a few days ago, and now I'm attacking the Kongwang Vein." Song Shuhang replied.

Crazy Blade Sanlang suddenly fell silent, with a serious look on his face.

"Senior Sanlang, what's wrong?" Song Shuhang asked curiously.

"I want Jingjing, don't ask me who Jingjing is, I just miss her." Kuangdao Sanlang replied seriously. After saying that, he waved to Song Shuhang again: "It's almost time, little friend Shuhang , let’s see you next time.”

"Huh?" Song Shuhang was confused for a while.

The next moment, his body was shrouded in fog.

When the fog disappeared, Song Shuhang's figure had appeared above the sea, flying in Yuwan. Just like when he came, he stepped on six sword pills with his left foot and six sword pills with his right foot, looking like pills.

Song Shuhang controlled the sword pill and flew rapidly in the air.

"Senior Bai, is it you, right?" Song Shuhang suddenly said.

However, no one in the void answered.

Song Shuhang looked at the Jianwan at his feet: "It's you, Senior Beihe, it's you, right?"

In the void, there was still no reply.

Song Shuhang pinched his chin and fell into deep thought.

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the other side.

Fairy Lychee is resting in the room.

She had been restless these past few days, but today she suddenly calmed down and somehow fell into a deep sleep.

This long-lost relaxation made her feel happy.

But while she was asleep, she suddenly felt something pressing on her.

Fairy Lychee opened her eyes suddenly, and then found a ball of golden light floating on her body, a ball of golden light of merit.

After a while, Tuan Gongde's golden light tool materialized into a snake beauty, with a pair of red and phoenix eyes blinking, staring closely at Fairy Lychee. (To be continued.) 8 For more exciting novels, welcome to visit our reading academy