What kind of Erlang God did he meet?

"Hiccup, why are these peaches so hard to digest...... Just this thing, that monkey can actually eat thousands in one go? ”

Finally swallowed the last bite of the peach, Yang Jian wanted to sit down paralyzed with a burp, but found that Chanyue on the other side was looking at him with disgust, and quickly straightened her sitting posture, cleared her throat, and then showed her a smile that she thought was charming. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The latter glared at him back, not thinking he was handsome, just disgusting.

And all this fell into the eyes of aliens.

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[IS]:

[It's nothing, I'm just asking. 】

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If Yang Jian didn't mention the word "monkey" just now, it would be fine, and Yi Si only thought that he was able to obtain the second generation of immortals who were reused by the Jade Emperor through nepotism, and his frivolous personality was inevitable.

But he just mentioned it, although he was talking to himself, Isis was confident that he had not misheard a word, and this Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun actually said the word "monkey" in his mouth!

That's interesting.

Because so far, he has only heard from the earthlings that there may be such a monkey in this world who stole thousands of peaches from the Queen Mother of the West.

Does the "monkey" in Yang Jian's mouth refer to the Monkey King in "Journey to the West"?

If he really said Sun Wukong, as a native of this world, where did he know about this character?

At this moment, the originally soft and soothing fairy music changed, and a group of fairies with beautiful figures broke through the air with a cheerful and cheerful rhythm, stepping on the mirror-like lake of Yao Chi, and danced a grand dance music, and the cloud sleeves of Yishui just blocked the aliens' sight to look at Yang Jian.

But that doesn't stop Isis from keeping an eye on his every move.

Just like the eagerness he showed to the Seven Fairies before, Yang Jian faced the beautiful scenery like this, and his face revealed the statue of Brother Pig that was extremely incommensurate with his identity.

And this obsession reached its peak when the most beautiful fairy appeared.

"Is it beautiful?"

"Hey, hey, beautiful, beautiful."

"Is it pretty?"

"Of course it's good-looking, she's Chang'e! Chang'e in the Guanghan Palace! ”

"Since it's so good-looking, you might as well sit down with me and take a look."

Yang Jian was stunned when he heard this, only to realize that it was the Divine Son who was talking to him just now.

Yang Jian was flustered at first when he was hit by his future brother-in-law and had other intentions for other fairies, but after thinking about it, he was destined to build a huge harem in the fairy world in this life, and what was the god son, he would eventually fall under his lofty ideals!

Thinking like this, his figure flashed, and he really sat next to Isis without changing his face and heartbeat.

The seat of the Divine Son is obviously better than the position of Jiro Mako. Yang Jian sat here, only feeling that Chang'e was smiling, as if they were all laughing at him, and his heart was swaying.

"Thank you, uncle...... No, thank you for the love of the gods, the little god is honored. ”

Yang Jian's mouth was full, and the title of "eldest brother" almost blurted out. Fortunately, he immediately changed his words, but when he said these half-white words, he always felt a little awkward.

"Hehe, Shenzi, you don't remember the villain, the little god is offended in the peach garden, please don't take it to heart!"

Fighting snakes with sticks, taking advantage of Is's kindness to him, Yang Jian wanted to expose the previous "misunderstanding" between him and the Divine Son.

Is's interest in Yang Jian now is far more than just making specimens, so he replied calmly: "Erlang God doesn't have to take it to heart, those are all trivial things. ”

Chanyue, who was sitting on the other side, was immediately unhappy when she heard it.

Why did my brother spare Yang Jian so easily, and he never pretended to her?!

"Brother, why did you call this disciple over and scare me. Brother, you don't know how hateful this guy is, he ......"

"Sister Chanyue!" Yang Jian was afraid that she would continue to smear his image in front of Yisi, so he hurriedly interrupted: "Chanyue, I was not good before, but didn't the Martial God already teach me a lesson." If you can't get angry, okay, I'll let you beat you up again! ”

"You!"

Looking at Yang Jian's scoundrel appearance, Chanyue only felt that there was a mouthful of turbidity in her chest and nowhere to vent, her fists were loosened, tightened, if it weren't for the Yaochi, it was the Pan Tao Club organized by the Queen Mother of the West to celebrate her brother's ascension to the immortal realm, she really wanted to break this treacherous villain into pieces!

"Okay, Chanyue, come to the Mother Goddess. What have you learned in Buzhou Mountain all these years, and the mother goddess has not tested you. ”

Although Anne Mahi didn't know why Iss wanted to befriend this Erlang God, she believed that the captain would not do anything without purpose, so she took the initiative to take over the burden of Chanyue.

Now that the mother goddess Xihe has spoken, Chanyue no longer dares to be petty, so she let go of Isis with great grievances, and moved to Anne Mahi's side with a pout.

"Let Erlang God see it smile."

"Wherever I am, I like Sister Chanyue's true temperament."

After saying this, Yang Jian looked at Isi carelessly, and saw that he had no resistance to his words, so he suddenly made up his mind and said even more presumptuously: "The little god actually has a good impression of the goddess, I wonder if the god son can say a few kind words in front of Xihe and the gods, so that I have the opportunity to get close to Chanyue?" ”

When Isis heard this, he only felt a little funny in his heart. I don't know him well, how can this person dare to be sure that he will be an adult? Who does he think he is?

But thinking about it, in order to find out the details of this Erlang God, Iss didn't intend to refute his face. What's more, the relationship between the goddess Chanyue and him is just a passerby.

"Erlang God is the mainstay of the Heavenly Court, such a talent, I don't think the mother god will not agree."

"Great!"

When Yang Jian heard this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and treated Yisi as his own.

Since he is his own person, there are some things that he has to mention if he is reasonable. When the time comes, maybe as soon as they are grateful, they will give Chanyue and the other eight goddesses to themselves?

"Ahem, Son of God, there are some things you can just listen to, but don't tell anyone else!" As he spoke, he glanced in the direction of the Jade Emperor. Looking at him like that, it seems that what he said has something to do with his own uncle.

Isis felt more and more that this Erlang God was very weird, but since these two goods wanted to pit his uncle, he couldn't stop him, right? immediately pretended to be humbly taught, wanting to hear what kind of medicine was to be sold in Yang Jian's gourd.

Yang Jian looked around and saw that most of the immortals were attracted by Chang'e, and the rest of the part was either comprehending the creation in the peach, or they were greeting each other, and no one noticed him, so he said with a not very skilled sound transmission method:

"You're also one of the immortals, aren't you? Don't blame me for not reminding you, then Zhou Mountain will fall sooner or later, and you immortals can't turn the sky upside down! ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"Hey, you don't understand, I just know anyway!"

After saying this, Yang Jian's chin was raised, and he looked like how much advantage you had taken advantage of, and he couldn't see it inexplicably.

Xu Isis's expression of disbelief hurt someone's self-esteem, and he said a little angrily: "Cut, if you don't believe it, I'll take you there as soon as this peach banquet is over...... Not! ”

Yang Jian knew that he was speechless, so he hurriedly stopped his mouth, but how could Yisi just let him go like this, and hurriedly asked, "Where are you going?" ”