Qiao Mu glanced around the bar and walked out.

He didn't use the tavern energy, but walked to the elevator like everyone else.

After a few moments, the elevator doors opened, and Qiao Mu lifted his legs and walked out of it.

He didn't change his face, but walked with his hands in his hands, and at once he passed through the wall and entered the lush flower forest outside.

To his left is a verdant ancient tree, exuding vitality even in this winter.

To his right, there is a flower gallery, a skeleton of various flowers and trees, covered with all kinds of vines, and on top of those vines are also blooming.

A fresh floral fragrance came from the flower gallery, and a smile appeared on the corner of Qiao Mu's mouth.

Dugu Yu, who was chatting with Lin Qing'er on the flower corridor, turned around suddenly, but only saw a familiar back.

Passing through the garden, the arbor walked out of the confines of the building.

Along the way, there was a steady stream of people, mixed with many men and women wearing ancient costumes, and there were also some yellow-haired and blue-eyed foreigners, but they were all wearing ancient Chinese costumes.

In front of many people, there is an undulating spherical object floating in front of them, which is a dynamic camera robot developed and marketed by Skynet two months ago.

Qiao Mu walked in the crowd, feeling the majestic pulse of the earth that was closely related to him.

Stopping outside a small newsstand, Qiao Mu bought a bottle of Coke, opened the lid, and sat on the side of the road, sipping Coke while watching the people come and go.

From time to time, he looked up at the sky, and his eyes were calm.

"It's a little slow." Qiao Mu said.

He wasn't in a hurry, and he wasn't worried at all.

The previous chat with Taishang Laojun had already vented the depression in his chest.

He has a kind of leisurely sitting and watching the clouds rise and fall.

……

At the same moment, above the world of "Journey to the West", Sun Wukong hugged Zixia who flew down from the sky.

When he stopped from the air and hugged Zixia, Zixia, who was already dying, opened her eyes with difficulty.

She looked at Sun Wukong, her expression was bright and uncertain, her tone was soft, and she said weakly: "My crush is a hero of the world, and one day he will step on the seven-colored clouds to marry me." ”

"I guessed the future, but I couldn't guess the end."

The words fell, and her head tilted and lost the last shred of life.

In mid-air, the golden hoop on the top of Sun Wukong's head became tighter and tighter, so that he didn't even have the strength to hold Zixia.

His expression was pained, his face contorted violently, and the intense pain made him scream.

Just when Zixia slowly fell from the sky, and Sun Wukong was in pain, an extremely abrupt voice came: "What is it called, it's not too noisy." ”

As the voice fell, the whole sky suddenly opened up.

The entire town, which had been blown close to the sun by the Bull Demon King with the help of a banana fan, had returned to its original place at some point.

The Bull Demon King held up the steel fork and stared wide-eyed, as if he had seen a ghost.

Huo Ran, who was wearing a cool shape, turned his head, and when he saw Zixia who was smiling at him, his head hurt badly for a while.

Tang Seng, who was tied to the wooden frame by chains, looked happy, and said: "It turned out to be Wukong, eh, Bajie, Sha Seng, have you two seen the sun, how do I remember ......?"

A dream is also in the thought of a saint!

When Tang Seng was chattering, the Bull Demon King looked confused, Sun Wukong rolled on the ground with his head in his hands, and Zixia stopped in place in disbelief and didn't dare to move, a figure appeared in the center.

It was a Daoist with a fairy wind and bones, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, with white hair and hair, and a pu fan in his hand.

Under the frightened gaze of the Bull Demon King, the Taoist gently waved the pu fan, but it didn't set off much of a strong wind, just made his long beard move slightly.

"This kind of unwarranted punishment ......" He looked at Sun Wukong, but didn't say anything after all.

Sun Wukong, who was holding his head and wailing, suddenly found himself free.

He cautiously glanced at the Zixia Fairy, and quietly recalled the scenes of the past in his mind, and the golden hoop on his head was not tightened.

"Could it be that this golden hoop is out of order?" Sun Wukong thought to himself.

Just as he had the idea, a voice came to his mind: "Little one, I don't mind helping you solve this trouble once and for all, but the rules can't be broken." ”

Sun Wukong was startled, swept around, and then saw the person, that is, Taishang Laojun.

He stared at Taishang Laojun with scrutiny and vigilance in his eyes.

Zixia, who had already figured out that all this was not a dream, cheered, rushed to Sun Wukong, and threw herself into his arms at once.

Sun Wukong was stunned and stretched out his hands stiffly.

"The head doesn't hurt, it's fine." Sun Wukong thought.

He wrapped his arms around and hugged Zixia tightly.

Suddenly, the golden hoop on top of his head tightened again, causing him to fall to his knees at once.

"Supreme Treasure, what's wrong with you, Supreme Treasure?" Zixia was frightened.

"You ......" Sun Wukong opened his mouth, but he hesitated, and the pain on his head became deeper and deeper.

"What a grudge." Taishang Laojun shook his head secretly.

He gently waved the banana fan he had obtained from the Bull Demon King, and an arched door appeared in front of him.

He looked at Sun Wukong and said, "Step into that door, and you will be able to untie the golden hoop on your head!" ”

Sun Wukong lay on the ground and looked up at him, his hideous face full of suspicion.

Taishang Laojun glanced at the Bull Demon King who was staring at the arched door, paused, and said, "Seeing each other is fate, and you can also go over." ”

As a god-level 9-star powerhouse, he has some privileges after all.

This privilege is to be able to manifest the door in your mind and freely choose whether or not to let others into it.

Zixia looked at Sun Wukong, who was rolling on the ground in pain, stared at the shrinking golden hoop above his head, and asked Taishang Laojun, "What you said is true?" ”

"Do I have to lie to you?" Taishang Laojun said lightly.

Zixia suddenly grabbed Sun Wukong's arm and pulled him towards the door step by step.

When passing by the moonlight treasure box that fell to the ground, she grabbed it under her armpit.

Seeing this, the Bull Demon King on the other side had the intention to stop it, but when he saw that the Taishang Laojun was there, he knew that he could not succeed.

He struggled for a moment and said, "That...... Can you give me back my banana fan, that's my cow's thing. ”

Taishang Laojun looked at him with a smile and said, "Your Niu family's things? ”

The Bull Demon King was a little hairy by him, sneered, and said, "It's just a joke, it's just a joke, if you like it, just take it and play with it." ”

He pointed to the door and asked, "Can I get there?" ”

"Of course." Taishang Laojun said.

Seeing Sun Wukong and Zixia disappear from that door, the Bull Demon King hurriedly chased after him.