"Presumptuous, you dare to be so rude to Fairy Zixia!"

After listening to the old immortal's story, some people were also in awe of the Zixia Fairy, and at this time, when they saw Zhang Hongjun sitting on the table so arrogantly, they immediately jumped like thunder. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Let me get him out." Nezha said to the Tota Heavenly King next to him and walked into the Purple Garden.

"Why did you come in, didn't you say you couldn't come in?" Zhang Hongjun asked.

Nezha snorted: "Who said you can't come in, you just said you can't trespass." ”

Zhang Hongjun was stunned for a moment, his feelings can enter the garden, he stood up with a swish, turned around and was about to flee, but when he looked closely, there were so many people around, it was not so easy to escape, he stared at Nezha, and said, "You want to arrest me out?" ”

Nezha looked around the garden, his expression was slightly sad, as if he was recalling something, and then sighed and said, "Although your cultivation is good, you should see the outside situation clearly, you can't run away if you want to." ”

"It's you...... It was they who didn't keep their word, and they didn't let me go even though I won. Zhang Hongjun glanced outside, and at this moment, many immortals came.

"It's true that they didn't do it first, and I was there at the time." Nezha nodded, he didn't want to do it in the purple garden as a last resort.

"Yes, yes, the third prince is a reasonable person." Zhang Hongjun hurriedly slapped himself on the back, he still has a lot of good feelings for Nezha, and when he heard his story when he was a child, it was all a good deed of eliminating violence and peace.

"Don't slap me on the back, no, your trespass on heaven is a heinous crime." Nezha was disdainful and asked, "Tell me about your motives for stealing into Heavenly Court, what you want to do, what your intentions are, are you a Heavenly Demon spy?" ”

"You don't button my hat less." Zhang Hongjun was not frightened by him, and said lightly: "I just came here to see the majesty of the Heavenly Court. ”

"That's all?"

"That's all, my generation is a cultivator, and the ultimate goal is nothing more than to be in the immortal class, and I naturally yearn for Heavenly Court." Zhang Hongjun spoke eloquently, talking nonsense with his eyes open.

"If you refuse to tell the truth, then I can't help you." Nezha walked towards Zhang Hongjun, his hands condensed, and a fairy aura rose.

"You dare to be an animal in the Purple Garden?" Zhang Hongjun asked.

Nezha said: "Who said you can't use force in the Purple Garden?" ”

Zhang Hongjun felt that he had been killed miserably, and when he saw that everyone did not enter the Purple Garden at will, he thought that the Purple Garden could not use force at will, and he knew that this was the case, what was he still doing here?

"You'd better not use force, the garden is ruined......"

"The garden is destroyed and rebuilt!" Nezha sneered, grabbed Zhang Hongjun, Zhang Hongjun retreated like thunder, slammed a door of the house, and flew in.

"Don't!" Nezha shouted and rushed into the house as well.

I saw that the layout of the house was simple, a wooden table, a teapot, a few teacups, very simple, there was a painting hanging on the wall in the center, in the painting was a woman, a long black hair draped down her waist, her eyes were shining, her skin was as smooth as white jade, and she was shiny and shining, this fairy was quiet and tranquil, exuding a seductive charm.

"Zixia Fairy?!"

Although Zhang Hongjun has never seen a woman, but after looking at the portrait, he immediately called out a name, which seemed to have been recognized for many years, almost at the same time, his body shook violently, and the energy in his body surged, as if something was waking up, or was alarmed, Zhang Hongjun was shocked, thinking that there had been an accident, but after careful inspection, he found that there was no danger, just a memory from Sun Wukong beating, and it seemed that the memory was awakened.

At the same moment, in the cave under Wuzhi Mountain, Sun Wukong, who was lying with his eyes closed, suddenly shook his body, suddenly opened his eyes, and a burst of golden light shot out, and then showed a confused gaze, and stood up with a bang.

"Zhang Hongjun, what are you doing, are you awake?" Anna next to her was a little frightened and let out an exclamation, thinking that Zhang Hongjun was back.

Sun Wukong was completely oblivious to Anna's words, his eyes were confused, and he stared out of the cave, as if through time and space, staring at the portrait of the woman with Zhang Hongjun's gaze.

When I saw the woman's gentle smile, my confused eyes gradually became gentle, incomparably gentle, like autumn water.

Sun Wukong's gaze was changing, and Zhang Hongjun's gaze was also changing, although his mind was clear, his body was completely out of his control, he felt that he was controlled by a powerful divine sense, and his every move was controlled by it.

That divine consciousness is very familiar, it is the breath of Sun Wukong, Zhang Hongjun did not resist, with Sun Wukong's consciousness moved, Sun Wukong stared at the portrait, his eyes fell on the woman in the painting, that kind of love and grief from the heart, Zhang Hongjun did not miss a trace, as if he was experiencing it, unforgettable.

"Purple ......"

Sun Wukong snorted softly, seemingly muttering to himself, but it was full of deep thoughts for a woman.

Sun Wukong stretched out his hand, slowly touched the portrait, gently stroked the paper, and the water-like tenderness spread out layer by layer, so real, at this moment, it seemed that there was really a woman standing in front of him, smiling skillfully, and captivating the country and the city.

Sun Wukong's hand was gently caressing the woman's face.

"Stop, don't touch the portrait!" Nezha rushed into the house, saw Zhang Hongjun stretching out his hand, and in a fit of rage, punched at him.

Bang! There was a loud bang, and a powerful force emanated from Zhang Hongjun's body, shaking Nezha outside the house.

"How is that possible, how can he be so powerful?"

Nezha sat on the ground recliningly, and this huge force shocked him, and he couldn't resist it with his cultivation.

He stared at Zhang Hongjun's background, and suddenly realized that he had a delusion, which made him feel very familiar.

"How could it be him?"

Nezha seemed to see a majestic background, with blonde hair, unparalleled in the world, he rubbed his eyes and found that it was still Zhang Hongjun.

"Don't!"

Suddenly, Zhang Hongjun, who was controlled by Sun Wukong's divine sense, let out a cry of sorrow, sad and painful.

The ancient paintings hanging on the wall floated with the wind, emitting a glittering golden light, and the woman in the painting seemed to have life, smiling at Sun Wukong, and a wave of breath fluctuations emanated: "You are here, I know you must be back." ”

"I'm here, I said I'd be back." Sun Wukong stretched out his hands to catch the ancient painting, however, the ancient painting suddenly burned, and the fire surged, burning the ancient painting and the woman in the painting into light rain.

"Don't!"

Sun Wukong jumped up and hugged the ancient painting in his arms, but he threw himself into the air, leaving only the light and rain falling in the sky, Zhang Hongjun hugged the light and rain, and looked very sad.

"How can this be, the portrait of the Zixia Fairy has turned into a rain of light."

Nezha looked at all this and was also very puzzled.

"Nezha, what's wrong?"

Seeing that Nezha was knocked to the ground, the King of Tota rushed in after a long time, and happened to see the ancient paintings burning, and Zhang Hongjun was hugging Guangyu.

"Portrait of the Purple Fairy...... And this familiar back......"

Like Nezha, King Tota stared at Zhang Hongjun's back and light and rain, and was in a trance.

"Father, did you also have a delusion?"

Nezha asked.

King Tota nodded, and sighed lightly: "It's an illusion, it's just similar, how can it be him, he has been pressed by the Buddha at the foot of the Five Fingers Mountain for more than a thousand years, and his life and death are still unknown." ”

"But the portrait of the Zixia Fairy has reacted." Nezha said.

"What a reaction, it's just burned."

King Tota snorted coldly, stood up, and shouted: "What kind of demon, damage the portrait of the fairy, and don't come out quickly to die!" ”

Sun Wukong was in grief, hearing this, he slowly turned his body, and his eyes full of sadness suddenly widened, and a beam of light burst out, golden and dazzling.

Bang!

The Tota Heavenly King was hit by the beam of light, and he was shocked ten feet away, and was knocked out of the Purple Garden.

"What's the situation, why are Nezha and Tota Heavenly King injured." Many immortals were puzzled and inquired one after another, the people inside were so strong that even Nezha and the Heavenly King were invincible.

It's not that the Heavenly King is invincible, it's just that the two of them lost their minds and didn't use their realm, so they were hit, and even if they were hit, they weren't injured.

"Boy, don't pretend to be a ghost, I know you."

Marshal Tianpeng sneered, and he also walked into the Purple Garden.

"Hahaha...... I didn't expect to see you again, it's good, it's good. ”

Sun Wukong suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, he glanced back at Ziyuan, and said: "This is Zixia's garden, I don't want to do it with you here, let's go outside." ”

"Okay, just go outside, who's afraid of whom!"

Marshal Tianpeng snorted coldly and flew out of the Purple Garden, and Zhang Hongjun also flew out.