The god of thunder was leaning on the porch boredly.

Seeing Wang Heng coming, he glanced at him obliquely, did not speak, and looked away lazily.

"Lord Jianyu Thor, I hope you can support Miss Xiaofu during the divine discussion." Wang Heng got straight to the point.

Jianyu Thunder God turned his head and looked at him with an indifferent look in his eyes: "Are you kidding?" Am I commanded to arrest the poor god and let me speak for her? ”

"To be precise, it's to help Lord Bishamon and support Miss Xiaofu, not to help Miss Xiaofu." Wang Heng replied softly.

"Oh? Can you help your family master make a decision? Jianyu Thor sat up.

"No, I'm just paraphrasing." Wang Heng looked into the eyes of the God of Thunder.

Jianyu Thunder God stared at him for a few seconds, and laughed playfully: "Bishamentian's favor...... That's kind of interesting. ”

"I refuse, though." The smile on Jianyu Thor's face dissipated: "I really want this favor, but I don't want to go against the heavens." ”

"No, you don't have to go against God." Wang Heng returned without hesitation: "If the situation is one-sided, you can remain silent, or even fall to the other side." ”

"But if the scene is evenly balanced, or Miss Xiaofu has the advantage, I hope you can support her."

"If God's final decision is to forgive Miss Xiaofu, then you can't be called against God anyway."

"Of course, even if Miss Xiaofu fails, you also have the favor of Lord Bishamentian."

Jianyu Thunder God stared directly at Wang Heng, and Wang Heng calmly met his eyes.

He leaned back and whispered, "You really look like those old things in the Divine Palace. ”

Wang Heng frowned and looked at Huang Yun.

Huang Yun lowered his head.

"I promised, Hengma."

"Remember, you owe me a favor too."

Wang Heng was silent for a moment: "I understand." ”

……

Kamiko, Takamagahara.

After less than a month, the divine council was reopened.

The atmosphere in the main hall of the Divine Palace was a little dull, and Wang Heng was still sitting with the Daoists of the Seven Blessing Gods, but there was a big black beside him.

Kun Wu smiled bitterly when he saw him: "In one day, in the same place, two big times, and a few people died, poor god, still ...... as always" Without finishing speaking, he shook his head.

Wang Heng's face was a little embarrassed, and he coughed lightly twice: "Let me introduce to you, the name is black, the instrument is black, and its name is Da Hei, which is the artifact of the poor god...... Temporarily. ”

I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air.

Kun Wu suddenly turned his head to look at the little fairy: "Luo Yin, I haven't seen you for a long time, why have you become beautiful again." ”

The little fairy laughed out loud, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, I haven't seen each other for a week, and Lord Biancaitian also misses the lord of the great country, so I specially asked you to ask you for three bottles of self-brewed green bamboo wine." ”

The tone of the word "self-brewed" was specially accentuated.

Kun Wu looked bitter: "Grandma, you just spare me, you can brew a few bottles a year, and you have to sink for at least three years, the lord of the big country also has to drink, and the gods have to use it, I didn't give it to me when the artifact in the house asked me, where do I have so much wine for you, at most one bottle." ”

The little fairy smacked her lips: "Okay, one bottle is one bottle." ”

"I really guessed it right, and I really hid it."

Several people couldn't help but laugh out loud when they heard what she deliberately whispered, and the atmosphere was relaxed.

The little fairy raised her eyebrows proudly at Wang Heng.

Wang Heng gave a grateful look.

If he cools down again, I'm afraid he won't be able to take off his title as the king of the cold field.

"Yo, Hengma, meet again!" A melodious voice came from behind.

Then Wang Heng was slapped heavily on the shoulder.

"Ju Ling......" Wang Heng rolled his eyes: "Can't you appear normally?" ”

The last time she appeared, she was carrying the collar of Gakuto.

In this way, she should be merciful, Wang Heng buckled his chin.

"Don't worry about those little problems!" Ju Ling sat down heroically and happily greeted the Taoist priests: "Hello everyone! ”

The Daoist Division also responded with a smile, and Ju Ling, who has a bold personality, is also the most popular among the gods.

Wang Heng also smiled and nodded at Mei Yu, who disappeared after entering the Divine Palace, and now appeared with Ju Ling.

Mei Yu chuckled and nodded, and sat down next to Ju Ling.

The crowd gathered around.

The little fairy looked around and stabbed Wang Heng: "Tell me, what's the matter with the poor god?" ”

Several Dao priests around also looked at it, obviously a little curious.

Wang Heng looked at Dahei, he still looked calm.

Sighing, Wang Heng roughly said what happened, including the roughly speculated debt collection incident, but he skipped the aftermath process, and only said that he was affected by the monsters in Shihua.

The little fairy's eyes lit up, staring at Wang Heng as if she was looking at some rare animal.

Wang Heng moved his body a little uncomfortably and asked, "Is there any problem?" ”

The little fairy's eyes widened: "It's a big problem, okay!" That's a yellow cloud! That yellow cloud! ”

Wang Heng carefully recalled in his mind, he was a handsome person, he didn't like to talk, he could discharge, quickly, and then ...... Seems to be gone?

But looking at the little fairy's reaction, I'm afraid this handsome person is very famous in the artifact, but ...... He seemed to have disfigured Huang Yun.

Wang Heng hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively, "Do you like him?" ”

The little fairy showed a black question mark face: "Me? Like? That playboy? ”

"No," Ju Ling laughed, grabbing Mei Yu next to him to stabilize his body: "I can't help it hahahaha!" ”

"Huang Yun, known as the Thunder Blade, is known as the Divine Realm Twin Swords together with the Spine Army." The gray-haired, but tall old man spoke.

Wang Heng's heart moved.

This is the Taoist priest of the god of wealth Ebisu, Iwaya, who didn't say much during the last time the gods discussed.

So he picked up the conversation very cooperatively: "Divine Realm Twin Swords? ”

The old man glanced at him: "It's a saying that has been handed down when the heavens have not completely pacified the divine war." ”

"As soon as the yellow clouds came out, thunder cracked the sky. The spine army is out, and the locusts are crossing. ”

"Counterinsurgency captures the enemy, and kills the unsubordinate. Both of them are artifacts with a thousand-year-old history, and their prestige is also widely spread. ”

"Huang Yun has followed the Thunder God from the very beginning, and the artifact and the god master have cooperated for thousands of years, I don't know how many times they have fought together." Yan Mi sighed a little, and then smiled: "That's why you defeated and even injured Huang Yun to surprise so many people." ”

Wang Heng nodded thoughtfully, he didn't think that Huang Yun and Jianyu Thunder God seemed to have been fighting side by side for a thousand years.

Jianyu Thunder God looked like he didn't care, even if he hurt Huang Yun, he didn't mind reconciling with his enemy.

Huang Yun also looked taciturn, but the little fairy said that he was a playboy.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, and Wang Heng murmured in his heart: "Interesting......"