Song Shuhang is allergic to eyeballs. Although he is more diligent when changing the eyes of a saint himself than changing glasses, in fact, he has a little psychological shadow on all kinds of beautiful eyes.

There is nothing else, I've been criticized too much.

The big guy with eyes on the planet wants to argue with him when he finds an opportunity. How difficult is it for him to survive until now?

There are also some sages who always appear in his dreams like nightmares, explaining to him the knowledge of the third eye on his forehead, the natural double pupils, and even the research plan for spider eyes.

In addition, he was also criticized by a "god" with an eyeball shape, and he was converted into a cultivator who was a ninth-level guy.

These people are all big-headed, and in fact, there are still many small-headed eyes that have hit him, so I won’t go into details.

"Hello, senior." Song Shuhang looked at the boy and took basic politeness.

"Don't be so restrained." The young man smiled and sat down at the small table and chairs in the garden, signaling Song Shuhang to sit at will.

Song Shuhang was actually not restrained. After all, Senior Bai, the master of Jiuyou, met him every day... He was just more polite.

So he sat down in the chair next to the boy and asked, "Senior, do we know each other?"

When he pushed the door open just now, the senior seemed to see an acquaintance and greeted him naturally.

"No, this is our first time meeting. I'm just familiar with each other, so you don't have to worry too much." The boy still smiled.

At present, this senior has a good personality and is quite easy to talk to.

While talking, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and soon drizzled down.

"Huh? Didn't the weather forecast say that it was sunny today?" asked the young senior.

At this time, a mechanical metal sound rang out: "Back to my master, the weather forecast shows that it is sunny, and today it is sunny and light rain."

Song Shuhang: "..."

"Oh, if I had known, I wouldn't have arranged the meeting place in the garden. We should have met indoors." The boy stood up regretfully and said to Song Shuhangdao: "Well, for some reasons, my existence is very restricted. Now even the methods of predicting the weather try to use local weather forecasts."

"However, today is just an exception." After the boy said that, he snapped his fingers gently.

Then the dark clouds in the sky dissipated rapidly, the light rain stopped, and the sun continued to shine its brilliant sunshine in the small garden.

Song Shuhang had no expression on his face - because he was a straightforward person and his face was straight. At this time, in order to avoid being read into his heart, he insisted on maintaining a expression on his face.

"A little influence on the climate, and within a very small range, it will not affect the world. You can do it too." The boy sat down again and said, "By the way, I can't tell you my name, my existence, and my identity. You won't mind, right?"

"I don't mind, I can understand." Song Shuhangdao.

"Thank you." The boy smiled gently and gently picked his hand.

In the distance, there was a beautiful figure cast by a diamond...the eyeball floated over. The eyeballs had a pair of slender arms floated over and presented fairy tea to Song Shuhang and the young man.

It’s another eyeball, and this eyeball that serves tea looks very precious. If you take it out and sell it for money, you can sell a lot of spirit stones, right?

"This is the immortal tea I have cultivated myself, and it has not been named yet. Try it." The young man said.

Song Shuhang held up the teacup, and the faint fragrance of tea came in ethereal.

Just smelling the fragrance of tea made him feel refreshed, and his body and soul seemed to be washed and exhausted.

The effect of this fairy tea... is comparable to the fairy tea I drank last time in the "Digod Dragon Jiuyou Master". It is far from something that ordinary spiritual vein tea can compare with.

This cup of tea alone is an "immortal fate" for ordinary monks.

He is worthy of being a senior who lost ten bets and ten times. His family wealth is too rich... It seems that the treasures won by Xiaoyao Sanxian are just a drop in his wealth.

Song Shuhang took a sip of immortal tea, and felt that his life span had increased slightly. What also increased was his physique... It is estimated that after drinking this cup of immortal tea + the physique accumulated by Song Shuhang before, it just turned 41 holy apes into 42.

The beauty of merit behind her is floating. She just identified that this fairy tea is fine. If there is any problem, she will stop Song Shuhang as soon as possible.

Of course, it is also possible that the "methods" in this fairy tea are too clever and she can't detect it. But if it is really that level of method, it doesn't matter whether Song Shuhang drinks tea or not. With that level of method, even if the other party does not use fairy tea, he can still bury the "methods" into Song Shuhang's body through various means.

"It's not a drop in the bucket, and I'm not a big fat sheep." The young man took a sip of fairy tea and said with a sip.

Song Shuhang: "..."

Is it a big guy's standard mind reading technique?

Every big guy likes to use mind reading skills to others. This is really a sinful spell, and it is definitely the most erased spell in the world.

If one day, according to the words of "Senior Chi Xiaozi", Cong Niang has really become the way of heaven, he must find a way to ask Cong Niang to give face and erase the "mind reading technique" from the heavens and all worlds.

"It's not a mind reading technique." The boy next to him smiled and said, "I said that my existence is actually very restricted. I don't even take the initiative to know the changes in the weather. If I use the mind reading technique, I will also be restricted. I just guess your thoughts through the changes in my friend's expression, plus the conversation between Xiaoyao and you when he was in the throne of the throne of the sancai before."

Song Shuhang: "Looking at the sky."

It turned out that it was not a mind reading technique, but a "face reading technique" targeted by the boss.

He had obviously tried his best to be "expressed" but he enjoyed drinking fairy tea just now, so he accidentally broke his skills and revealed the surface to his face.

[I am so tired. Is there any spell that can solidify facial expressions? When I face the boss, I need such spells.]

I remember that a certain clone of Senior Bai seems to have similar abilities. I wonder if there is a chance to meet him from so many clones of Senior Bai?

"Actually, my luck has always been very good." The boy took a sip of tea.

Song Shuhang also sips tea: "Ten bets and ten loses?"

"You can't sting my heart." The boy smiled: "I lost on purpose."

[So, do you really fall in love with Senior Xiaoyao?] This thought immediately arose in Song Shuhang's mind.

"I'm just dealing with a batch of garbage." The boy stretched out his index finger and shook it gently: "The treasures in my warehouse are increasing every moment. Among them, there are fine products, but there are also many treasures that I can't use at all. If they keep stacking, it will be very annoying. So, I will clean up the garbage every once in a while."

Trash...trash?

Those are not garbage, seniors. Those are treasures, treasures recognized by the cultivation world!
Chapter completed!