Chapter 347: Taken Away

The childlike insolence probed, and the divine sense probed, and quickly ran to the place where the crowd gathered, which seemed to be very lively......

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There is a golden sedan chair hanging in the low sky, which is very small, and people think that the closer they get to the sedan chair, the more they can be selected, so they are crowded, and they are desperately squeezed.

And because they were all monks, there were countless people with hot tempers, and after a while, they became a chaotic arena, fighting each other inexplicably, and finally became a paradise of hand-to-hand combat, never dying.

I know that the fairy world chooses to serve people, and those who don't know think that they are choosing the emperor, one by one, and their fists seem to be quite hard.

When the childlike fun arrived, the scene I saw was people in a mess of porridge, like crazy hearts, fighting happily. There was only one thought in her mind, it turned out that the spiritual world was very densely populated!

Just when Tong Qu stood from a distance, the focus of everyone's scramble, the sedan chair that exuded golden light, appeared next to Tong Qu and dragged her in.

It wasn't until the childlike fun in the sedan chair disappeared that the people of Wufu City woke up from the big dream, obviously the previous moment they were inextricably fighting, and the next moment they had already begun to discuss the topic of who the darling was?

If the childlike sees it, he will definitely send them two words, neuropathy!

At this time, the childlike fun in the sedan chair has been in a state of confusion, and she can feel that she is moving quickly with the sedan chair, not bumpy, very stable.

After the initial curiosity, as time went on, the childlike fun became more and more boring. There seemed to be some prohibition in the sedan chair, and she couldn't use her divine sense to investigate everything outside.

I can't reach into the space to look at Wu Tian, I haven't spoken since I ascended. But now it is not allowed...... In the end, I could only fall asleep......

I slept deep enough long enough this night, and I felt that there was a soft cloud quilt under me in a daze, which was comfortable to the touch, and my face rubbed against me, which was very comfortable, and I fell asleep again......

"Get out of the way!" With a surging scolding, he slept with seven meat and eight vegetarians, and his whole body was paralyzed into mud, and he had long forgotten the childlike fun of tonight and night, and grabbed the sense of meaning from the distant dreamland.

"God, please come back."

The stereotypical and ordinary voice, the childlike thought in the confusion, this kind of voice must be possessed by a puppet. Compared to Wu Yilai, it sounds a lot better, well, I'm curious, who has better means of making puppets than Zichuan? Be sure to check it out!

So Tong Yu sat up straight, and staggered along the source of the sound, at this time only ten percent of his awake consciousness, and most of the rest were still asleep.

For monks, there is no need to sleep, childlike is different, every day to lie down to feel comfortable, even if you can't sleep at all, squinting is good.

And her deep sleep state similar to a coma this time is just self-protection under the extreme exhaustion of her body. The thunder during the tribulation had some effect on her, and despite the repair of Ganlin, her body still chose to recover from sleep in a safe state.

Yuehuo regretted it at this time, she impulsively put down the dignity of the gods, ran to the Zichuan Hall to find out, and was stopped by a puppet who was not even a human.

She took a few deep breaths, couldn't suppress her anger, didn't say anything, flicked her sleeves, turned away, and had nothing to say to the puppet.

One foot had already stepped out of the threshold, but there was a nasal voice in her ears, soft and glutinous, sweet enough to make her angry, "Who is your master?" Come and compare with my family Okawa! ”

Yuehuo immediately turned her head, and saw a woman wearing a pink and purple skirt, long hair scattered, poking Jia Liu's chest with a slender white finger, and muttering something shallowly, she preferred to believe that the other party was talking in her sleep.

With only one side face, the moonfire can't suppress the crisis gushing out of her chest, this woman is so beautiful, not as beautiful as a real person, she has only seen it in her life.

Although people who cultivate the truth don't care about their looks, who really doesn't care? After all, the first thing you see is your appearance, especially a woman, the more she cultivates, the more she pays attention to color, does she see less?

It is unbelievable that for the first time in her life, she has a feeling of being suppressed and unconsciously retreating. Is...... Very bad!

Today was supposed to be an ordinary day, a day that was no different from the past tens of millions of years, but she received the news that Zichuan had received Gong'e, and she didn't believe it at that moment!

Among the nine gods, only Zichuan does not have Gong'e, no, he does, but they are all puppets made by himself, and the gender is unified as male, and women are never allowed to get close, and there is only one who dares to approach Gong'e.

She thought she was special, and the other party was at least gentle with her. It's just that the woman in front of her came out from the direction of the bedroom, and obviously looked like she hadn't woken up yet, stabbing Moonfire's eye.

"The subordinate master is the god of Zichuan."

"Zichuan...... Tell him to come and compare with my family! Roar, roar, abuse him! ”

Jialiu was a little embarrassed, but he still obeyed his master's words and met all the requirements of this one. "The master is in the middle room, please come with me."

The childlike mist couldn't tell the direction, and crashed straight into the arms of the moonfire, well, the faint fragrance, the slippery quilt, I had long forgotten about the puppet, and there was only one thought in my mind...... Such a quilt must be very comfortable to sleep on......

So, only 10 percent of the sanity was left and it was over......

Yuehuo stiffened her body, hugged by a bear, especially the person who hugged her breathed evenly, didn't she chirp, obviously asleep...... Standing up and falling asleep?

Scold...... I wanted to laugh sarcastically, but I found that my voice was so light that it was negligible, and she looked completely afraid of the woman who hung on her, what the hell is it today, she is sure!

Jialiu said that as a puppet, he broke his heart! Why is this master so difficult to serve? He and the god of the moon fire looked at each other, and finally could only look helplessly at the other party's ...... Embrace...... Took away......

If the master wakes up and finds that the person has been robbed by the god of the moon fire, will he come to the end?

Jialiu watched the moon fire god go away, he couldn't be rude to rob it, and he was afraid of waking the woman up, so he could only be a wooden stake, and complained in his heart that the moon fire god, your old man hugged his sweetheart, is it a special sense of achievement?

Jialiu, who felt hurt, decided to tell Jiayi what happened to him, but Jiayi was guarding his master, and he only hoped that the master would wake up early and snatch his sweetheart back as soon as possible!