It's just that Heaven is selfless, but it will not change in the slightest because of whose wishes are great.

"Holy Monk~"

Looking at the figure that gradually disappeared in the thunder, Xuan Wuhan's tears rolled down like beads in the thunder.

Why are you so stupid!

I could have hid and survived the catastrophe just now, why did I come back!

Thinking of the relieved smile of the holy monk after rescuing himself before he fell unconscious, Xuan Wuhan's heart suddenly felt like a knife.

Why? For the sake of an insignificant little role, is it worth it to resist a big demon in the Golden Fairyland?!

It wasn't until the time of life and death parting that the bits and pieces of being together for several years came to her heart, and she suddenly understood what the strange feelings in her heart were before.

It turned out that it was a curiosity from the beginning, a fusion of gratitude for being rescued at the beginning and a good feeling of respecting morality, and finally fermented in the sacrifice of self-protection, spanning the love of two worlds......

It turned out that it was a love that began with curiosity, gratefulness, morality, and finally fermented in the sacrifice of self-protection, a love that crossed the world barrier......

Despite her serious injuries, she struggled to her knees and prayed to the sky with extraordinary reverence. Only this time, it is no longer for the success or failure of the task, but from the bottom of my heart reluctance and sadness.

If you have a spirit, O Heavenly Dao of this world, please give this sage who has all beings in mind a glimmer of life......

"I said Xiao Jiu, how long has it been here, let's almost get here today, right?"

Trying his best to suppress the instinct of his body to repair himself, Yu Gan, who was lying on the ground, yawned boredly and muttered to himself.

But the Ninth Heavenly Tribulation was unmoved, and the power that lasted for half an hour was not reduced, but under the supplement of the aura of heaven and earth, it grew stronger and stronger.

"What a donkey, not as cute as Little Seven and Eight at all!"

Faced with the catastrophe of oil and salt, Yu Gan scolded secretly, and reluctantly changed his posture to make the injuries on the outside look more even.

When his eyes flickered, Xuan Wuhan's appearance like a dead lover happened to come into view, and Yu Gan couldn't help but be stunned when he saw it.

Why is this one, isn't the poor monk still dead, why is he still crying in advance?

"It's hard to guess what a woman thinks." He muttered and slowly closed his eyes in the warm tribulation......

"Bodhisattva, try to be as light as possible~ Don't touch the wound of my elder."

"Elder ~ Woo woo ......"

I don't know how long it took, Yu Gan suddenly heard someone whispering in his ear. He frowned impatiently and was about to open his mouth to reprimand, but suddenly felt a chill around him.

Eh, where's my clothes?

Yu Gan was shocked, and subconsciously turned his head to take a look. Unexpectedly, his neck moved slightly, and he was stopped by a slightly impatient voice.

"Elder, I know you're uncomfortable, but don't move, be careful that the wound is broken."

Looking at the strong concern on Zhu Bajie's face, Yu Gan's heart warmed, and after a sigh, he continued to let them fiddle.

Forget it, let's be naked if I'm naked, anyway, the poor monk is a wounded man now, and no one should accuse me of immorality......

Ao Yu on the side saw Yu Gan wake up, and hurriedly put the jade cup in his hand to his lips: "Elder, this is our body fluid from the East China Sea, although it can't treat Dao injuries, but it's ...... for ~ woo woo"

Although she tried her best to hold back, she couldn't say anything anymore when she looked at the scorched wounds on her body, covering her mouth and sobbing softly.

Road wound ~ What road injury?

Yu Gan was stunned for a moment, and then furious: Could it be that another deflated calf took advantage of the fact that he was asleep and came to sneak attack?

Without waiting for him to ask, Xuan Wuhan, who had red and swollen eyes, said with self-reproach: "If it weren't for saving me, the holy monk wouldn't have been injured like this by the Heavenly Tribulation, it's all my fault......"

The Heavenly Tribulation Wound is called a Wound? Yu Gan was slightly stunned, slightly sensed the slightest trace of heavenly calamity aura remaining at the wound, and suddenly realized.

Looking at Ao Yu, who was crying on the side, he couldn't bear it for a while. It's just that after sensing that Guanyin was still on the side, he finally swallowed the truth back.

Actually, this thing may be really difficult for others to do, but ~~

Glancing at the extra innate yin and yang creation god thunder divine power on the personal panel, Yu Gan said that if it weren't for the poor monk's efforts to suppress the body's self-healing instinct from the beginning, it is estimated that there would not be even a scar left......

Seeing that he was silent, Guanyin thought that he had been hit hard, and opened his mouth to comfort: "Golden Cicada, you don't have to worry too much, although the Dao injury is difficult to heal, it is not all incapacitated." Later, the poor monk went to ask the Buddha to see if he could ask for a nine-turn purple gold pill from Taishang......"

"Nine Turns Purple Gold Pill? Haha~ Coincidentally, there is just one here in the poor road! ”

Before Guanyin could finish speaking, a monk in a purple robe walked in laughing.

Everyone looked at each other, and a few well-informed people recognized it at a glance. It's not someone else, it's the owner here, the ancestor of the earth immortals, Zhen Yuanzi!

Walking quickly to Yu Gan's side, Zhen Yuanzi took out a small cyan gourd from his sleeve and said: "It's ashamed to say that it's all because of contempt that Daoist friends are like this, if this thing can be of some use, then the poor Dao can feel better." ”

Hei Feng's face was overjoyed, and he stretched out his hand to take it for Yu Gan, but Guanyin on the side stopped him: "Amitabha, this thing is too precious, let the poor monk return to Lingshan ......"

"Humph!"

Sun Wukong snorted coldly, slammed the golden hoop stick, and fell diagonally against Guanyin's clothes.

"No matter how precious it is, can it be more expensive than my family's elder?!"

Seeing that he was angry, Guanyin couldn't say any more, but he was secretly a little anxious in his heart.

Although Zhen Yuanzi rarely travels, he has an inexplicable relationship with the Daomen. If you owe such a large amount of cause and effect, I am afraid that it will be ...... in the future

Just when a few people were at a stalemate, two Taoist children stumbled in and fell at the feet of Zhen Yuanzi and wailed: "Master, the ginseng fruit in our backyard ......"

Zhen Yuanzi twitched, and waved his sleeves to help the two of them up: "It's just a few fruits left and right, so don't be rude in front of the guests." ”

I don't know that Qingfeng Mingyue cried even louder: "Woo~~ It's not the fruit, it's the tree that's gone!" ”

Well?!

Zhen Yuanzi almost fell to the ground when he heard this, he used the method of moving to the front yard, and was attracted by the injury of the golden cicada without waiting to observe the situation, and only now did he know that his treasure was uprooted!

After his divine sense swept away, and he repeatedly confirmed that the big pit in the backyard was where the ginseng fruit tree used to be, this rarely angry old good man was straight and angry: "Damn flat-haired beast, even if you chase Lingshan this time, you will definitely be beaten to pieces!" ”

Looking at the murderous appearance, Guanyin, who knew the root of it, chuckled in his heart, and secretly screamed in his heart.

Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle, you can ask for more blessings. Don't talk about the Buddha mother this time, even the Buddha can't protect you......