Sun Hao nodded "gadgets from the soul forest"
Wang Yuan "What?"
Sun Hao smiled, "Reiki can inspire you to take a photo."
Wang Yuan did not say anything about the motivator, the aura, the soul-washing operator, and the inspiration operator, the seal, emitted a burst of dark light. Wang Yuan tut tut patted his forehead with two hands.
You guang Wang Yuan’s forehead flashed away.
Wang Yuan looked at Sun Hao’s hands and said with a smile, "It seems that nothing has changed."
Sun Hao didn’t speak and smiled at Wang Yuan.
After three breaths, Wang Yuan uttered a surprised low voice, "Huh?" People suddenly stood up from the reef and their whole bodies trembled uncontrollably.
"What does it cost?" Wang Yuan asked in surprise.
Sun Hao got up, jumped far away from the reef and said with a smile, "Two hairs will help you wash your soul today."
"Niang" Wang Yuan flashed a trace of excitement in his eyes and said, "It’s so uncomfortable".
When you talk, you will see your belly bulging like a balloon. Then you will find that your arms and thighs seem to have grown a lot, and you will find that your neck is also strong. When you come back, you won’t rely on your mouth. You can’t help but face upwards.
In the calm sea, there was a huge wave as high as three feet. The waves swept in and slammed against the rocks by the sea.
Sun Hao flew a few prances far away from the waves.
Look back.
The toad’s round shadow has been damaged at night.
One foot tall, one foot long and three feet long, the huge three-eyed toad closed its eyes and screamed at the moon. At this moment, in the sea, except for the waves, his soul beast and sea creatures were silent.
The huge waves rolled up like meeting an iron wall pushed away by toad’s anger.
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Sun Hao’s eyes flashed a gleam of joy.
This is spiritualization.
Wang Yuan’s whole body became a toad.
Soul-washing operator proved to be much better than.
Soul-cultivating degree is an important parameter of soul-cultivating. It is possible to achieve partial soul-cultivating when the fit reaches six, and it is possible to achieve soul-cultivating when it reaches 95%.
The island of ten thousand souls can spiritualize monks, and few need to spiritualize souls, not too low. One can spiritualize monks, and all of them are hot cakes in the eyes of large schools.
Even if the monk and the soul fit well enough, to realize the soul, it is necessary to practice perseverance and perseverance to finally achieve the step of soul.
Wang Yuan was directly pushed to the soul-washing degree by Sun Hao’s chapter.
It is conceivable that the soul-washing operator is tough.
Long Chan roars for ten days and stops after ten days. After that, Long Chan suddenly shakes his body and lies on the reef. Wang Yuan’s body is thrown far away by the huge wave.
Sun Hao didn’t dare to neglect to jump forward, but Wang Yuan scooped him up before landing. Looking down, this guy has passed out.
It seems that this spiritualization is not a light load on him.
Wang Yuan was in a coma for two days, and then he woke up and looked at his body and cried involuntarily.
Sun Hao dodged at a distance.
It was three days before he limped out of his room and shouted at the door, "What is this?"
At this time, Wang Yuan’s body has changed greatly. He is just a teenager who doesn’t say that he is handsome or not. He is now in the middle level. A big belly can’t see his feet, big ears, thick arms and thick legs. The whole person looks like he was blown fat overnight.
But Wang Qiong saw Wang Yuan and wiped his eyes, wondering, "You, you, you are a master? What’s wrong with you? Being stung? "
I don’t know what kind of powerful big-headed bee can sting the young master so swollen.
Wang Yuan’s face turned green and red, and he squeaked and kicked Sun Hao’s door open, then slammed it on the ground and shouted, "What the hell?"
Wang Qiong thought outside this bee bag should not be stabbed by his eldest brother?
The room is another scene.
Wang Yuan came in and grabbed the culprit. "How many?"
Sun Hao said, "There’s another one."
Wang Yuansong breathed a sigh of relief "thanks for the consumption"
Sun Hao smiled and said, "Don’t thank me for my conditions."
"Say" Wang Yuan was sitting on a bench of Sun Hao’s stone bench and was sitting out of a pit. "It’s too harsh."
Sun Hao smiled and handed me a cursive note "I need these elixirs"
Wang Yuan picked up a look and stared at the boss. "It’s not difficult. I can’t do it."
Sun Hao laughed and said, "Looking for your dad."
Wang Yuanshou took a drafting note and stared at Sun Hao with a big eye. "It’s a good idea for you to play. No wonder you are so kind to help me wash my soul."
Sun Hao smiled and said, "It’s best to keep it a secret for a year."
Wang Yuan nodded knowingly.
It was the day when Wang Yuan returned to Leicheng and found his father.
Seeing that his original genius is now eating and drinking and being so fat, Wang Yuan’s heart is full of hate and disappointment at this moment.
Then Wang Yuan’s door
Father and son whisper for a long time
The room crashed with a clash as if something had been broken.
After a long time, Wang Yuan came out with a rolling body.
The domestic slave went in and saw that the chief’s favorite tea set actually fell to the ground and broke into pieces. The chief’s eyes seemed to cherish it.
The slaves were afraid that the patriarch would take it out on himself, but the patriarch was extra accommodating today. Instead of taking it out on him, he was caring and attentive to him and raised his salary.