The way Song Shuhang used his new skill was completely beyond Lady Chu's expectations.
She had completely underestimated Song Shuhang's current ability to court death. This guy actually knew how to use his brain to attack during a fight?
Therefore, she didn't react in time.
In the next moment.
Lady Chu's three-meter-long ahoge mercilessly pierced the demonic shadow like a sharp blade. Moreover, this attack was similar to a despicable switchblade. When the blade was about to reach the enemy's body, the blade would fiercely pop out, making it impossible for the enemy to dodge.
A drop of blood or a strand of hair of an Immortal had the power to split the sea or burn the river.
Lady Chu's hair was also one of the best among the Immortals. After all, her long hair itself was her method of attack, and it was even more lethal.
"Tsk, eat my ahoge!" Song Shuhang said to himself while attacking.
His head quickly rolled in the air, dancing the 'head-swinging dance'.
Song Shuhang hadn't learned the real head-swinging dance … but he knew a secret.
If he couldn't dance the head-swinging dance, he could use his head to write in the air. Using his head as a pen, he could write complicated characters.
While writing, the head-swinging dance would come out.
It was that simple.
After writing a few complicated characters, the 'demonic shadow' in the air was cut into pieces and destroyed. Under the aura of Immortal Lady Chu, the demonic shadow of the Netherworld was completely annihilated.
This was the power of the long hair of an Immortal. After using it once, it would make people unable to stop. Even if they knew that it was courting death, they wouldn't be able to restrain themselves from using it again.
Song Shuhang handsomely stopped his ahoge.
He shook his head, and Lady Chu's ahoge softened after losing the support of spiritual energy. "It's your honor to die under the ahoge of an Immortal."
Softening the ahoge was that confident.
Song Shuhang deliberately used a calm voice to pronounce the words. He couldn't just imitate the voice of the Demon Emperor, so he lowered his voice — it was fine as long as no one recognized his voice.
"I can't stand it anymore." The Black Jouko Hagi covered her face with her hands.
"I feel fine." White Dragon Sister said calmly, "Although this move seems absurd, it's actually very practical. First of all, when others think that it's a head-swinging attack, the ahoge is actually the main body of the attack. Moreover, this useless ahoge can only be used in this way to make the best use of it. "
At this point, the White Dragon Sister slowed down.
She couldn't boast anymore.
He needed to rack his brain to think of new words and try to boast a few more times.
Without Sister White Dragon's flattery, the air suddenly became quiet.
Song Shuhang maintained the posture of 'shaking his head'.
He knew that … he would have to bear Pavilion Master Chu's karma.
Soft Feather had once said that everyone was an adult, and they had to be aware of the consequences of their actions.
Song Shuhang did not lack this kind of awareness. The prerequisite was that he had to control the degree of 'seeking death'.
"Hehehehe." Lady Chu's Ahoge chuckled and said, "It is your honor to die by the hands of an Immortal's Ahoge." I like this sentence. "
Huh? Not only was Lady Chu not angry, she even agreed with him?
Song Shuhang immediately felt a lot more at ease. "Haha, Senior Chu, you feel the same way too. I've been thinking about this line for a long time, and when I say it out loud, it's unexpectedly touching."
"Well, why don't you have the honor too?" Lady Chu said calmly.
"Huh?" Song Shuhang screamed, "Wait, Senior Chu … Ahhh ~ Ahhh ~"
Lady Chu's ahoge wrapped itself around his neck and tightened its grip.
The power of an Immortal's hair, even a single strand, was enough to cut mountains and split seas!
Just as his neck was being strangled, Song Shuhang felt as though he saw his great-grandfather, who was about to die, smiling at him.
I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die.
"Should we record this part as well?" White Dragon Sister asked dutifully.
Song Shuhang's wooden body waved his hand with all his might. Cut it off, cut it off.
He regretted it very much.
He regretted that he had grown his neck so early.
If his neck were still broken, Lady Chu's way of strangling him wouldn't be a threat to him!
"Do you have any last words?" Lady Chu's voice rang in his ear.
Yes … I still want to live for another 500 years.
Of course, Song Shuhang would only think about this line in his heart and would never say it out loud. He didn't want to seek death anymore. What if Lady Chu got angry and strangled him to death?
He couldn't waste the precious opportunity of resurrection on such a stupid thing as seeking death.
"Do you have any last words?" Lady Chu's long hair began to tighten.
This time, she had to teach Song Shuhang a lesson. At least, she had to let him taste the feeling of suffocation.
"Ahem," Song Shuhang said with difficulty, "Senior Chu, are you a little happier now?"
"What?" Lady Chu asked in confusion.
"Senior Chu, you've been in low spirits ever since you entered the Gar Sacred Mountain. So, I want to make you happier, "Song Shuhang said with difficulty," It seems that you are a lot more energetic now. "
"Me? Depressed? "Lady Chu's ahoge was stunned.
When did that happen? How come I don't know when I've been depressed?
But …
Song Shuhang used her ahoge to stab the demonic shadow in order to make her more energetic. Was he trying to create this scene to change her mood?
Sometimes he sought death.
But sometimes he was so considerate that it made people want to cry.
You didn't even know that he was seeking death, or he was seeking death to hide his considerate care.
This kind of temperament …
Lady Chu's ahoge that was strangling Song Shuhang's neck slowly loosened.
She was a little moved.
Because she couldn't help but think of the guy who also had the surname Song and was very eager to seek death.
When Song Shuhang felt the ahoge on his neck loosened, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'm so f * cking smart! I can't believe I can come up with such a life-saving plan." Song Shuhang gave himself a thumbs-up in his heart.
In addition, in order to prevent his "straight face" from being read by the seniors, Song Shuhang tried hard to maintain a "painful" expression.
Being serious or expressionless was not suitable for him.
Only a "painful" expression was the most suitable disguise for him.
Sister White Dragon, who was at the side, was also deep in thought and did not say a word.
Black Skin Jouko Hagi blinked her eyes.
Although she couldn't read faces, she knew that Song Qianbei was absolutely talking nonsense.
"Shuhang." Su Clan's Shiliu gently pointed at the stone tablet. "What should we do with this stone tablet?"
"Put it away first." Song Shuhang rubbed his neck.
He didn't want to experience that suffocating feeling a second time in a short period of time. He needed time to get used to it.
Song Shuhang came to the side of the stone tablet.
His long hair turned into a palm, and he pressed on the spell taught by Senior White Two, preparing to put away the 'stone tablet'.
However, when his long hair palm pressed on the stone tablet, wanting to put it away like a normal magical treasure, the stone tablet began to resist.
It refused to enter Song Shuhang's body.
Song Shuhang was slightly stunned.
After a moment, he turned his head and looked at the wooden body.
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