The realm where one punch can blow the air is definitely much more powerful than the cruel island main, right?

The natives felt that when they cultivated the "sense of Qi" and could blow the air with one punch, they would resist the cruel island owner and return to freedom!

Thinking of the cruelty of the island owner, the natives were filled with tears in their eyes.

If a word is not written well, it will be slapped in the palm of your hand, which will make you red.

If you memorize the wrong article, you will be hungry and sometimes you don’t give it to you for a day.

Sometimes when you write too many wrong words, you will be hung on a big tree at the exit of the tribe. The whip is whipped over and it is always painful.

What’s even more annoying is that after the new teachers taught the class, the natives realized that the Chinese characters written by the Brutal Island Master before was wrong, and they were all ghost-painted talismans!

Wrong...wrong...wrong...

The natives felt so distressed, but they did not dare to say it in front of the brutal island master. What they said might be hungry and be beaten.

However, wherever there is oppression, there is resistance! Therefore, they must learn peerless magical skills! They must become powerful people and then resist the island master.

At that time, let the island owner learn the pictograms on their island. If they don’t learn well, they won’t give them food. If they write incorrectly, they will hit the palm of their hands, and if they are wrong, they will hang up and hit them!

Thinking of this beautiful scene, their saliva flowed out.

So, this group of natives worked harder to start practicing the peerless magical skill "The Times Are Summoning".

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Gao Moumou's mouth twitched.

He was sure that Mr. Joseph's "mouth escape" skill level was definitely not low. With nothing, he fooled so many indigenous people to learn "The Times Are Summoning" from him.

In ancient times, he could definitely use "The Times Are Summoning" to establish a sect and become a martial arts sect? The boxing sect in the new era? Summoning the boxing sect?

Well, no matter what, Gao Moumou feels that these savages want to beat the island owner's "black windbreaker man" has completely lost their future...

Gao Moumou could already imagine that one day, the natives thought they had "great achievements of magical powers", and a group of people surrounded the man in black windbreaker and began to create the picture of "The Times Are Summoning".

The picture is really beautiful!

I guess at that time, the big tree at the entrance of the tribe will be covered with savage fruits and will be beaten hard?

[However, people must have dreams when they live. What is the difference between a person without dreams and a robot? So, I will silently bless you.] Gao Moumou said in his heart.

Then, he quietly retreated from the woods, returned to his small earthen house, and continued to sleep.

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Song Shuhang finally successfully left Senior Bai's hand-held tractor, and the one who came to pick him up was Mr. Miefeng.

I don’t know how to deal with these magically modified hand tractor opportunities? Will they be sealed and used in the next hand tractor competition?

You can't just leave it alone... because these modified hand-held tractors are to some extent very powerful "magic tools".

Especially the drill tractor transformed by the senior Zui Pai Master, if you drive it, Song Shuhang is definitely sure to crush the monks of the second grade.

If the drill bit is hit on the front, the fourth-grade monk will have to give half of his life!

Mr. Miefeng used his spiritual power to pull Song Shuhang, allowing him to walk on the water. Both were heading to the "Savage Island" of the Lord of the Qisheng Fu Mansion.

As she walked, Song Shuhang thought of something.

"Senior Miefeng, I'm going to tell you something." As he said that, Song Shuhang took out the silver glove and handed it to Mr. Miefeng.

"What?" Mr. Mie Feng took the silver glove.

"Senior Tornado threw it over and said he wanted to give you a gift?" Song Shuhang replied: "In addition, Senior Tornado Tornado also asked you if you want to be his favorite pet?"

"Let him die ten thousand times!" Young Master Mie Feng roared angrily.

"Well, don't worry, I have rejected his request." Song Shuhangdao.

灭凤公子继续咆哮:“揍他丫的啊,****,爱宠他大爷啊!”

"Ha~" Song Shuhang laughed dryly. The other party is a venerable. Is it too long to beat the venerable?

After laughing dryly, Song Shuhang said: "Anyway, I'll give you this silver glove to Senior Miefeng."

"Help me return it to the whirlwind!" Mr. Mie Feng decisively threw the silver glove into Song Shuhang's hands.

"It would be better if you go back to this kind of thing by Senior Miefeng." Song Shuhang threw the silver glove back... The monk's sixth sense told him that Venerable Tornado was a super troublesome guy.

It is better for Mr. Miefeng to go there yourself if you want to do something like silver gloves.

"Don't throw it to me, you accepted it! Men should dare to act and take responsibility. They should return the gifts they received with tears in their eyes!" Mr. Mie Feng threw back the silver gloves.

"But that was accepted as you, Senior Mie Feng. So Senior Mie Feng, is it that he will go by himself." Song Shuhang threw the silver gloves back.

"Damn it, then don't accept this gift for me." Young Master Mie Feng threw the silver gloves over again.

"I have refused, but Senior Tornado still threw it over. So, I have tried my best." Song Shuhang threw the silver glove back again: "Also, Senior Miefeng, don't throw it over again! I won't pick it up if I throw it over again."

Mr. Mie Feng was holding a silver glove, and it was not right to throw it away, nor was it not right to throw it away.

If Aquaman saw this scene, his eyes would be wet.

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After a while of silence.

"Then...well, I'll take this silver glove." said Young Master Mie Feng.

"That's right, it's just a silver glove. At worst, I can keep it in the treasure house and just leave it alone." Song Shuhangdao.

"Haha." Mr. Mie Feng nodded, and then he suddenly said, "By the way, fellow Taoists have mentioned before, have you been helping to take care of Doudou some time ago?"

"Ah, yes." Song Shuhang nodded.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Shuhang." Young Master Mie Feng's eyes drooped slightly, and he sighed: "That guy Doudou is always very good at tossing people."

The sudden change in Mr. Mie Feng's painting style made Song Shuhang feel unacceptable. He laughed dryly and replied: "Senior Mie Feng is so serious. In fact, Doudou has helped me a lot."

"You don't have to say good things to that stupid dog. In short, thank you for your hard work." Mr. Mie Feng stepped to Song Shuhang and held his hand: "I have a small gift here... I just treat it as a thank you gift for you to take care of Doudou during this time."

Song Shuhang: "..."

Sure enough, there was already a silver glove in his palm.

It turns out that the style of the picture is so sudden, just want to find an excuse to stuff the silver gloves to him?
Chapter completed!