Song Shuhang and Liu Jianyi, who were sitting next to Jouko Hagi, had short legs compared to her.
"After filming the movie … I experienced a lot of things. I remember that not long after filming the movie, I went to the forbidden area that we learned about in the secret room of the 'Chu family'. That place was the 'Palace of Winter' during the era of the Ancient Heavenly Court. There, we encountered a few very interesting demon beasts, and there were also many similar dangers … "Song Shuhang roughly described his situation in the 'Palace of Winter'.
The news of the resurrection of the 'Great Northern Emperor' was temporarily kept a secret. The Great Northern Emperor was currently in a 'secluded' state, so the news of his resurrection had to be temporarily sealed, so as to not accidentally harm the Great Northern Emperor.
Jouko Hagi listened with great interest, wishing that she could participate in the 'Palace of Winter' adventure with Song Shuhang. Unfortunately, at that time, she was consolidating her realm and practicing the Art of Sword Kinesis Flight, so she missed this exciting trip to the forbidden area.
"Woof." At this time, Doudou, who was sitting next to Song Shuhang, said, "Song Shuhang, do you feel that your legs are especially short? You're about 1.8 meters tall now, but your legs are much shorter than Jouko Hagi's. "
Song Shuhang: "…"
What's there to compare? Why would a grown man like me compare the length of a cute girl's legs?
In addition, don't hit someone's face, cut someone's kidney, and expose someone's shortcomings. Why can't you, Doudou, understand this kind of common sense?
"Haha, Doudou, I can't. If Song Qianbei's legs were the same as mine, it would be very strange. Imagine what it would look like if my legs and Song Qianbei's body were added, "said Jouko Hagi with a smile.
Doudou imagined the scene and laughed so hard that she couldn't breathe. "Hahahaha ~ ~"
Song Shuhang gently stroked Doudou and lifted him up with one hand. Afterward, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Doudou's hind legs, saying, "Doudou, before saying that other people's legs are short, shouldn't you look at your own legs first?"
"Are you stupid Shuhang? I'm a puppy. Why would I compare my legs with you humans? Their species were all different, so what was there to compare? Do you want to see whose fur is softer and cuter? "Doudou rolled his eyes.
Song Shuhang was speechless.
Doudou continued, "But Shuhang, I noticed that Liu Jianyi's legs are better than yours …"
Halfway through its sentence, Liu Jianyi interrupted, "You guys talk, I'll go out for a smoke first."
Jouko Hagi asked curiously, "Senior Brother, you smoke?"
When it came to smoking, one had to spend time preparing to buy cigarettes, then take out cigarettes and light them.
Furthermore, one had to breathe while smoking.
For someone like Liu Jianyi who was too lazy to breathe, smoking was too troublesome.
Liu Jianyi sighed and wanted to say something, but after a long time, he said dejectedly, "I'm suddenly too lazy to find excuses. Alright, my legs are short … Doudou, when you continue talking about this topic, don't drag me into it. Let me continue to rest for a while. "
The corners of Doudou's mouth twitched. It was not easy for a Pekingese to make the corners of its mouth twitch.
"By the way, Song Qianbei, do you livestream?" Jouko Hagi asked.
Song Shuhang said, "I used to watch livestreams, but most of them were gaming livestreams."
"I'm livestreaming now. Song Qianbei, follow me if you have an account. Today, I'm going to start my third important livestream. "Jouko Hagi took out her phone.
Upon hearing this, Song Shuhang was startled. "You're going to livestream Senior Creation's concert?"
"Yes." Jouko Hagi nodded.
Song Shuhang took out his phone and logged into Jouko Hagi's livestream room. Then, he reminded her, "Remember to tell your fans before the livestream that there are powerful enemies ahead, and those with low combat power should avoid them so that they won't get hurt."
Jouko Hagi said, "Song Qianbei, don't worry. I know. I've already informed them that the third livestream will be the Soul King's concert. In addition, there are only a few hundred people following me. Even if there are only a few of them, it won't affect me too much. "
"Only a few hundred people?" Song Shuhang pinched his chin and pondered. With Jouko Hagi's beauty and domineering figure, how could she only have a few hundred fans after two livestreams?
There must be a conspiracy behind this.
…
…
At this time, True Monarch Ancient Lake Temple, who was sitting in the back row, asked, "When will Fellow Daoist Creation's concert start?"
Jouko Hagi raised her hand, and replied, "I know. It's at 4 PM sharp."
True Monarch Ancient Lake Temple said, "There's still a long time to go. If I had known earlier, I would have come later."
Normally, he would only need to practice a little, and the time would pass very quickly. But now, he was about to 'listen' to Dharma King Creation's singing. How could True Monarch Ancient Lake Temple be in the mood to practice?
At this time, he felt like a prisoner on death row who was about to be executed. Death was indeed scary, but the torturous time before death was even more unbearable.
Riverly Purple Mist suggested, "Do you want to play a game? Let's play a round of werewolves or something?"
"Sure, but I don't really know how to play," Jouko Hagi said.
Liu Jianyi said, "That's troublesome. I want to rest. Don't count me in."
Song Shuhang said, "I've only heard of it, but I've never played it. I'll watch from the sidelines."
Doudou said, "I will. Count me in."
True Monarch Ancient Lake Temple said, "Count me in as well."
Great Master Profound Principle: "…"
Silent meditation is so troublesome. Can't we play a game that doesn't require us to talk? Unfortunately, Fellow Daoist Medicine Master is currently in the middle of his inner demon tribulation, and no one can translate for Great Master Profound Principle.
Just like the fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group, the invited fellow daoists were also idle and bored. They were either chatting in groups of two or three, resting with their eyes closed, or fiddling with their mobile phones.
Song Shuhang heard two cultivators in the third row on the right talking about a relatively popular competitive game.
The one on the left was a cultivator dressed like a young daoist priest, and the one on the right was a middle-aged buddhist great master.
At this time, the young daoist priest was bragging about his achievements the day before yesterday. "Speaking of which, I was in the seventh area the day before yesterday, and I met a group of idiotic teammates. Even if I was a godlike man, I couldn't turn the tide. But at that time, there was also an idiotic teammate on the opposite side, and I killed him five times in a row. I even recorded it. "
The great master laughed, and said, "What a coincidence, I'm also playing this game in the seventh area. However, I'm a newbie, and I haven't been playing for long. "
"Great master, add me on your chat account. Next time, I'll carry you. By the way, do you want to watch the video of my pentakill? "As he said this, the young daoist priest took out his mobile phone and showed him a video of the game.
The great master came over, and the two of them studied the video together.
After the video was played, the young daoist priest said, "What a pity. If my teammates were a little more powerful, or if the opposing team was at the same level as this guy called 'Vertical Cloud', I might have been able to turn the tide."
The great master nodded silently.
"Great master, what's your game ID? We're both in the seventh area, let's play together next time," the young daoist priest said.
Grandmaster extended his hand and pointed at the screen where 'Vertical Cloud Rising Straight Up' was being continuously abused, saying: "Old Na's game ID is Vertical Cloud Rising Straight Up."
The young daoist priest's hand trembled, and his mobile phone almost fell to the ground.
"Is this' Vertical Cloud '?" the young daoist priest asked.
The great master revealed a kind smile and spat out a word, "Fate."
The young daoist priest almost burst into tears.
Damn, so awkward.
The fate of Buddhism is so scary.
×××××
Riverly Purple Mist took out a set of cards, and the fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group, as well as a few other fellow daoists who had gathered around, started the first round of the werewolf game.
Jouko Hagi knelt on her seat, and turned around to play the game.
Song Shuhang had never played this game before, so he was going to watch the game and understand the rules.
But right at this time … the Inner World in his Heart Aperture slightly shook.
The Inner World had completed the first stage of expansion.
Song Shuhang quickly sank his mind into the Inner World.
The area of the Inner World had expanded a little, but due to the lack of evil energy of the Netherworld, the expansion wasn't too big. However, there was no need to worry about the area. As long as the evil energy of the Netherworld kept up, it would continue to expand.
In addition, during the expansion of the Inner World, a field had appeared next to the living spring.
It wasn't the grassland of the Inner World, but a large-scale field.
"Is this used to grow things?" Song Shuhang's heart moved.
Speaking of which, he really did have things that could be grown.
Not long ago, he had purchased a batch of spirit plants from the Immortal Farming Sect, and was originally going to use them for a medicinal bath. However, he had advanced too quickly, and later obtained the even more effective 'demodragon medicine', so the spirit plants for the medicinal bath were never put to use. Song Shuhang selected some spirit plants that were still active, and was planning to plant them in the Inner World.
But because he was too busy, he didn't have the time to transplant the spirit plants. On the other hand, he had never grown spirit plants before, and didn't know how to do it.
In addition to the spirit plants, Zheng De of the Immortal Farming Sect had also given him a seed of the Seven Colors Wonderfruit. They only hoped that after Song Shuhang killed GONG ZIHAI, he would inform the Immortal Farming Sect so that the hatred in their hearts could be alleviated.
This seed was a treasure, and the Seven Colors Wonderfruit it grew could cure the wounds of the heavenly tribulation, and was a holy medicine for transcending the tribulation.
"Can these spirit plants be directly planted in the field?" Song Shuhang asked.
At this time, the sea turtle appeared beside him.
"This is the territory that your exclusive world expanded after upgrading? It looks like a medicinal field, but if you want to plant things, you'd better fertilize this field, "the sea turtle said.
"Senior Turtle, why are you here?" Song Shuhang asked.
"Your world suddenly shook, and I was sleeping, but I was woken up. Goddess Liuxiu is still forging magic treasures, and I didn't want to disturb her, so I came out for a walk, "the sea turtle said.
Song Shuhang: "Then, Senior, where do I get fertilizer?"
"Heavens, don't ask me about this," the sea turtle said. It couldn't be that Song Shuhang could it poop and use it as fertilizer, right?
"By the way, what are you doing now? I'm a little bored, so I want to go out for a walk, "the sea turtle said.
Song Shuhang replied, "I'm going to listen to Senior Creation's concert. The concert will start soon."
The sea turtle said, "Oh? Concert? You're going to sing and dance, right? I'll go out with you. "
"Then I'll take Senior out." Song Shuhang's mind returned.
When his mind returned, he saw that Jouko Hagi was a little restless.
"Song Qianbei, you've been staring at my legs for too long, I'm very uncomfortable," Jouko Hagi said.
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