"Lord Bimawen!!" In the distance, a cloth-clad fairy officer held a yellowed pamphlet and called to the monkey.

"What's wrong?" The monkey dipped the dew on the lotus leaf, licked it, and asked.

"Urgent !!"

"Oh." The monkey stretched his neck to the immortal official and said, "My grandson is not in a hurry. ”

"My lord, if you don't rush it, something will happen." The immortal official stood beside the monkey at a loss.

"Something?" The monkey nodded, turned his head in a circle, and said, "Could it be that the horse has run away?" ”

"No, you can go back and have a look."

"Young people, they are still too young, they are not calm at all, they have to learn more from my grandson." The monkey sighed, looked at Nezha not far away, and said, "Daughter-in-law, my grandson will come when he goes." ”

Nezha didn't speak, took a deep breath, plunged into the water, and after a while, disappeared like a small fish.

The monkey drove through the heavens and silently thought about how his daughter-in-law was like a loach, and finally caught it, but in a flash, she slipped away from her hand.

The monkey nodded and told himself, I am a mature monkey, I have to take my time and slowly catch my daughter-in-law.

Nezha watched the monkey leave, swam around happily, pinched the hour, packed himself up and went to find Yang Jian outside the Nantian Gate.

It seems that the time is not right.

Nezha stopped, paused slightly, and finally walked over.

Yang Jian was wrapped in a dark cloak, and was standing between the canopy and a woman with a gloomy face, frowning.

"Second brother." Nezha screamed, and added at the end.

"Fairy Chang'e."

"Is the third prince here to find Erlang Zhenjun?" Chang'e looked at Nezha, the corners of her lips were slightly pursed, and she nodded and asked.

"Well, I made an appointment with my second brother to practice." Nezha back.

"That's right." Chang'e frowned and nodded like a dragonfly dotting water.

She looked up at Tianpeng with sorrowful eyes and said gently: "Tianpeng, it seems that we are redundant, otherwise, let's move to Pantaoyuan, don't accidentally disturb the third prince and Erlang Zhenjun to practice." ”

"Is it redundant...... It's not redundant, if I don't get used to it. Tianpeng hugged his arms, said heartily, and picked his chin at Yang Jian.

"Fairy Chang'e, after all, I am my brother, if he dares to say that I am redundant, I will beat him to death." Canopy crossed his arms and smiled triumphantly.

"Tianpeng, let's go, you see Erlang Zhenjun's expression is not very good." Chang'e didn't wait for Yang Jian to reply, and her tone was very difficult.

"Huh?" Tianpeng touched the back of his head and looked at Yang Jian following Chang'e's words.

It seems that I am really not happy.

"I don't look good because of you." Yang Jian looked at his depressed eyes, swept Chang'e's face, and said in an unhappy tone.

Chang'e didn't expect Yang Jian to say this, she looked at Yang Jian in disbelief, her eyes were full of indescribable grievances.

"Erlang Zhenjun, did you misunderstand me about something?" Chang'e's tone was filled with tears.

"I didn't get me wrong, it's just that we practice three times, and we don't like others very much." Yang Jian looked sideways at the canopy.

"Fairy Chang'e, you see that you think too much, you are not unhappy, you are just not suitable for you for a while." Tianpeng looked at the atmosphere and said, "So ......"

Canopy reached out and made a gesture of please.

Chang'e's tears swirled in her eyes, and she seemed to be about to cry at any moment.

"Tianpeng, then you can send me back." Chang'e spoke.

"Cheng, how about sending you out of the South Heavenly Gate?" Tian Peng hurriedly said.

"Canopy ......," Chang'e called softly.

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows.

"You send her away, I'll pick you up later." Yang Jian opened his mouth coldly.

"Cheap, I still want to see you fight!!"

"Nezha!" Yang Jian called Nezha and ignored the canopy.

Tianpeng pursed the corners of his lips and reluctantly sent Chang'e away.

"Yes, second brother." Nezha watched a play by himself.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to practice with you today, so you can play with this." Yang Jian clasped his hands together and slowly unfolded, dragging out a magic circle with a green light.

Nezha stood in the center of the circle, separated by a green barrier.

Yang Jian stretched out his hand and knocked on the enchantment, and said, "Second brother, don't say anything else, just make a little request, you, you are not allowed to use weapons." ”

"Why?" Nezha looked up at Yang Jian, full of puzzlement.

"Third brother, except for the spear of fire, the chaos of the sky, and the Qiankun circle, your kung fu is too weak. So if you really want to grow, don't touch them. ”

Nezha listened, nodded thoughtfully, and finally agreed.

"Okay, then you practice first, and I'll catch the canopy back first. Remember, weapons are not allowed. After Yang Jian's repeated instructions, he hurriedly wrapped himself in his clothes and flew away.

Nezha stood in the middle of the circle, slowly unfolding a huge jungle in front of him.

The snow fell heavily in the jungle, and the white flowers fell to the ground, spreading a thick layer.

There was wind in the jungle.

The wind is howling.

There is no sun in the jungle,

But it's as warm as the outside world.

There was a small sound in the jungle, like the vines of a tree, twitching little by little, slowly, slowly, as if slowly approaching.

Nezha held his breath, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, and a thick smell of blood came.

Two people came out of the jungle, with snow-like hair, snow-like skin, and snow-like trench coats. The decoration of the two people is exactly the same, except that it is the ear of a fox and the ear of a wolf.

"Wolf, fox, second brother's newly acquired goblin?" Nezha asked, frowning slightly.

"On the order of Erlang Zhenjun, the fox sickle, the snow fox, accompany the third prince to practice." The two of them knelt down respectfully in front of Nezha and saluted.

"Let's get started." Nezha said straight to the point.

The fox scythe spread out its seven fox tails, and he nodded, opening the snow-colored silk fan.

The snow wolf circled around Nezha's back and stretched out its sharp claws.

They said in unison: "Third prince, I have offended a lot. ”

Nezha took Qiankun in his hand, turned it around, turned it into a bracelet and put it on his wrist and said, "If you can offend me, it is also your ability." ”

Fox Scythe looked at it and laughed: "The third prince is still very confident as rumored. ”

After he finished speaking, he threw off the white silk umbrella and followed the front, straight to Nezha.

The wind is cold.

Snow, cold silence.

Nezha stood straight in the snow, barefoot, with a determined smile on his face, as if he was surrounded by the spring of March.

Through the blood-colored Chaotian Aya, the fox sickle couldn't see Nezha's expression.

He gritted his teeth and used all his strength to fly the silk fan out of his hand.

Everywhere the fan went, it brought up pieces of white snow and turned into cold light and sword qi.

Nezha lowered his head and sipped a shallow arc, still standing in place, listening to the small voice.

With a bang, I saw the silk fan piercing through the chaotic silk and approaching Nezha's eyebrows.

A red color fell on top of the snow.

But Nezha was still smiling, unmoved, and did not let Chaotian Aya recover.

She just stood in the snow as if nothing had happened.

The fox sickle choked up, his wrist was reversed, the fan bone was scattered, the fan surface of the silk fan was torn, the fan bone matched the fan bone, and a long chain burst out, rushing straight to Nezha, and he couldn't see it clearly.

Nezha moved his steps slightly.

The speed of the long chain is blazing.

In an instant, the color of blood spread, like a bewitching flower blooming on the other side.

Nezha looked down slightly, and the long sickle with sharp bone spurs pierced deeply into Nezha's arm.

Nezha's brows were not wrinkled, she still lowered her head and smiled, as if it was not herself who was hurt.

The fox's heart trembled, and so did the snow wolf's heart.

Nezha raised his head and said, "I just let you make a move, it's better than you imagined." ”

The snow wolf took advantage of Nezha's speech, couldn't help it, and flew out three three-pointed knives to force Nezha.

Nezha hooked his lips and smiled, did not look back, and raised his hand slightly.

The three knives stopped halfway and landed one after another.

"The ability to sneak attack is not enough, you still need to practice." Nezha waved his hand and pulled out the long chain.

"Ah......h I saw the fox sickle fall and scream.

In an instant, the bone spur that originally pierced Nezha's arm was deeply inserted into the heart of the fox sickle.

No one knows when Nezha made a move and how.

She's too fast, unexpectedly fast.

Nezha took advantage of the situation, and the long hunting chain flew back to Nezha's hand with bright red blood.

The fox scythe lay on the ground and gasped, each whispering deeper and lower.

Nezha weighed the weight on his hand and threw it in the snow.

From time to time, blood still fell from the wound on Nezha's arm, drop by drop in the jungle, and the red was terrible.

"Snow wolf, it's your turn." Nezha turned around and said.

"Nezha!" Yang Jian called out and closed the magic circle enchantment.

"Second brother?"

"Third brother, the first and second brothers just now saw it, and they were a little surprised." Yang Jian opened his mouth lightly and said, "Second brother is surprised, why were you calm and calm when you fought with the fox sickle and snow wolf just now, but when you fought with the monkey, it was not like this. ”

"Because that monkey is so rampant, all kinds of anger provoke me!"

"Yes, yes, I agree with the statement of Nezha's big brother. It's the same every time I lose to you! Tianpeng looked at Nezha and felt like a confidant.

"Don't agree, I don't know how many pounds and taels you weigh?" Yang Jian snorted and said to Tianpeng: "Stay away from Chang'e in the future." ”

"I've always been far away from her." Tian Peng's expression was very aggrieved.

"Then go a little further!" Yang Jian took a few steps forward and turned his head and said, "Moreover, I follow you from time to time, who knows if you are hiding to find her?" ”

"No, ironclad no, if you don't feel at ease, tie me back to your True Monarch Temple."

"I want to!" Before Yang Jian's words fell, he saw the immortal official who followed the Jade Emperor coming from the clouds.

The immortal official wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and said breathlessly: "Three of you, go to the Cloud Treasure Palace, it's a big deal!! ”