The moment he saw the [Network Unreachable] prompt, Song Shuhang knew that something was wrong.
The SIM card had two bars of signal, but there was no network signal.
Under normal circumstances, his heart should be racing and his breathing should be rapid — but now that he only had his head, his wooden body could not keep up with his racing heartbeat.
Someone used to joke that nowadays … for most people, the Internet was their lifeline. Once they lost the Internet, they would not be able to adapt.
Song Shuhang felt that he was definitely an exception.
The Internet was his lifeline? That did not exist. Without the Internet, he could still read and rent a house.
But at this moment, he personally experienced the saying that the Internet was his lifeline.
His fingers quickly tapped on the screen of the phone … but the Internet did not come back. Damn it, this was a magically modified phone. It even had Internet in space!
At this time, Senior White had finished sealing it and turned around.
"Shuhang, the seal is done." Senior White waved at Song Shuhang. "Come, give me your hand."
"Coming right away," Song Shuhang replied.
At the same time, he had an idea. With a swipe of his finger, he opened the SMS function and found Senior Huangshan's name — he was going to send a message to Senior Huangshan and ask him to withdraw his message through the "Group Moderator Withdraw Message" function.
I'm really as quick-witted as my mother!
Song Shuhang's fingers quickly tapped on the keyboard and instantly finished writing a message. He successfully sent it to Senior Huangshan.
The message was successfully sent!
Although there was no Internet, the SIM card's signal was still there.
Next, he just needed to calm Senior White down so that she would not look at the phone so quickly.
Song Shuhang made up his mind. He put away the phone, jogged toward Senior White, and stretched out his right hand.
Just as he was running … Senior White's phone rang.
Senior White held the sealed 'Inner Demon Tribulation' in one hand and took out the phone with the other. She answered the call. "Hello, Bai He, what's up?"
Song Shuhang's jogging footsteps halted.
Shiliu Su covered her eyes with her small hands.
"Senior White, I heard that you're looking for a husband in the Nine Provinces Number One Group? Can I sign up first? "True Monarch White Crane's excited voice echoed.
Senior White looked puzzled. "Marriage search?"
At the same time, out of instinct, Senior White looked up at the Shuhang Little Friend.
Little Daoist Shuhang seemed to be performing a moonwalk. Although it looked like he was moving forward … he was actually moving backward.
"Hehe." Senior White narrowed her eyes and revealed a beautiful smile.
"Did Shuhang post something in the group?" Senior White smiled.
On this point, True Monarch White Crane was very loyal. "No, it's not Shuhang Little Friend. I got the news from the source next door. "
"En, alright, I got it. I'll talk to you later, "Senior White said.
Then, Senior White hung up the phone and waved at the distant Song Shuhang.
The distant Song Shuhang's Little Friend revealed a shy smile.
"Come here, I won't eat you. Take the sealed Inner Demon Tribulation first," Senior White said.
Song Shuhang braced himself and went to Senior White's side, stretching out his trembling right hand. He looked like a poor native who was about to get hit by Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman's ruler after reading the 'Three-Character Classic' incorrectly.
Senior White smiled and handed the sealed Inner Demon Tribulation to him.
Song Shuhang carefully took the Inner Demon Tribulation.
There was no problem with the seal, and the Inner Demon Tribulation didn't suddenly break out of the seal and jump onto his body.
Song Shuhang secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and stored the 'Inner Demon Tribulation' in his Inner World, accompanying the lightning of tribulation. Then, he quietly glanced at Senior White.
"Let's go." Senior White carried Meteor Sword, elegantly turned around, and returned to the huge flying sword magical treasure.
Song Shuhang was dumbfounded.
That's it?
No coiling flight? No supersonic space travel? No spinning tornadoes? No other terrible punishments?
Does that mean Senior White has forgiven me?
After being dumbfounded for a while, he suddenly thought of a possibility.
Perhaps it was because she was about to taste (Red Braised Heavenly Tribulation) and (Inner Demon Tribulation), Senior White was in a very good mood today. When a person was in a good mood, they could ignore many small things.
Today, Song Shuhang finally understood how important it was to master cooking skills.
"Coming, Senior White." Song Shuhang smiled brightly. He waved at Shiliu. "Sixteen, Senior Turtle, let's go."
Inner Demon Chixiao Sword said, "I bet that Shuhang Little Friend won't be able to live past tonight."
Senior Turtle righteously retorted, "Don't say such inauspicious words. I bet that he … will at least live until this afternoon."
Su Clan's Shiliu put down her small hands that were covering her eyes, and she looked pensive.
White Dragon Sister whispered in her ear, [Bai Sheng's reaction is too strange. Perhaps Bai Sheng is really looking for a wife?]
Shiliu shook her head.
Then, she controlled her treasured saber and followed Song Shuhang.
After everyone returned to the huge flying sword magical treasure, it started up again and flew toward the passage to the beast cultivator world.
As for the mess left behind by the tribulation, it was left to Dingan and his disciples to deal with.
…
…
In a private room in the Jiangnan area.
Papa Song, Mama Song, and their friends sat down and started to chat.
Regarding the 'phenomenon' outside the window just now, under the effect of Lady Chu's magical technique, everyone subconsciously ignored it.
Papa Song and Mama Song's impression was that Song Shuhang had ascended to the heavens again.
As well as the two beauties that appeared next to Song Shuhang later.
Papa Song and Mama Song looked at each other, and their eyes were full of tacit understanding.
* * * *
The flying sword magical treasure was still moving forward quickly.
Senior White switched the flying system to 'autopilot', so that they could safely reach the beast cultivator world without manual control.
This way, he could have a good rest.
Senior White crossed her hands and supported her chin.
His eyes were still bright, like twinkling stars.
But if one looked carefully, they would find that … he was already distracted.
In the cabin of the flying sword magical treasure.
Senior Turtle was giving Lady Onion some cultivation knowledge.
Shiliu sat next to Song Shuhang and listened with him.
Beside Song Shuhang, there was no shortage of Tribulation Transcenders and Immortals giving lectures.
When Senior Turtle gave a serious lecture, the content of the lecture was very exquisite — he taught Lady Onion the same way that the Great Northern Emperor taught him.
Song Shuhang listened in fascination.
Suddenly, a gust of wind and sand drifted in front of him.
The hot wind carried the smell of the desert.
"Huh?" Song Shuhang was taken aback.
In the next moment, he found that he had unknowingly appeared in a desert.
"This place …"
Was it Senior White's' illusory reality ', the desert of passion?
"Senior White got distracted again?" Song Shuhang rubbed his temples in distress.
Since the desert was here, the young man in green clothes should be next, right?
"Ring, ring ~"
The pleasant sound of the horse's bell rang.
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