Sanren Zhenjun hurriedly pushed open the gate and sat on the big stone at the foot of the Tianshan Mountain to wait for Emperor Chen.

He had just been struck by a thousand thunderbolts, and his heart was shaken, and now he was worried about laughing, and Sanren Zhenjun felt that his whole person was not good.

It's hard to be a master, it's even more difficult to be a master who laughs at this little work, and a bad heart has already died hundreds of times.

……

In the blink of an eye, Di Chen came to the foot of the Tianshan Mountain with a smile.

"Silly apprentice!" Sanren Zhenjun saw that the kitten cub he had raised for more than 300 years was lying in Di Chen's arms at this moment, his eyes instantly turned red, and he pounced directly without saying a word.

At that moment, a purple bolt of lightning struck.

Di Chen stood in place, he could have dodged this thunder, but he was afraid of hurting the person in his arms, so he used his back to resist this thunder.

"Poof—"

He leaned forward, a mouthful of blood spurting out.

Di Chen's eyebrows furrowed tightly, and his cold face was covered with cold frost, but his hands were still holding Nian Xiao stubbornly, not daring to relax at all, for fear that the person in his arms would be injured.

"Di Chen, are you stupid!" Sanren Zhenjun looked at his friend who was struck by lightning with an unbearable expression, stretched out his hand to take the smile in his arms, and urged: "The catastrophe platform of Tianshan Mountain, you can't use it, hurry back to Yeqi Mountain." ”

The men in love are really stupid, and they don't know how to avoid being struck by lightning, two or two?!

"Ahem, ahem!" Di Chen's eyes were staring at Nian Xiao's face, his eyes were full of affection and reluctance, he was worried that he would not be able to survive this catastrophe, or if there was an accident in the catastrophe, his little seventeen would do something stupid again.

The slender index finger gently rubbed Nian Xiao's cheek, and the edge of his lips curled with a very shallow arc: "Seventeen, wait for me to come back." ”

When I come back, I will take you to the bank of the Sansheng River to see the flowers you planted for me.

When I come back, I will take you to the Yelu Mountain, and watch the thousands of lights and drink the wine you brewed.

Seventeen, you must wait for me this time, please...

Sanren Zhenjun hugged Nian and smiled, did not show Di Chen on the side of his body, and said in a solemn tone: "Purple thunder before you start the tribulation, you can't cross this tribulation, do you know the reason in your heart?" ”

Di Chen nodded, his eyes still stayed on Nian Xiao, reluctant to give up.

How could he not know that there was a phenomenon of backlash when he came out of the Vulcan Canon, and he was most taboo to use mana before the tribulation, and he couldn't help but use mana and also used the forbidden technique on people who didn't have mana, so it was normal to backlash.

"For the sake of laughter, you used your mana before the tribulation?" Sanren Zhenjun frowned and asked.

"Shouldn't he be moved?" Di Chen is handsome and unparalleled, and his face is cold, calm but paranoid, like an addict.

"The! Should! Should! Sooner or later, the two of you will die in front of each other! After Sanren Zhenjun finished speaking, his body was stunned, and he felt that he had said the wrong thing.

Didn't they just die in front of each other before?

In order to alleviate the embarrassment of saying the wrong thing, Sanren Zhenjun rarely said seriously: "Di Chen, before I contact you, my master calculated that you are in trouble this time, let me bring you a sentence." ”

Di Chen didn't speak, just quietly looked at Nian Xiao, waiting for the next step of the Sanren Zhenjun.

Sanren Zhenjun said: "My master said that if you can't bear it in Yeqi Mountain, then go to the thirty-three heavens of Sumeru Mountain to cross the tribulation, you and Nian Xiao's life have long been mixed together, and the cause of his formation, you go to ask for results, it doesn't matter!" ”

In fact, the original words of the Bodhi Patriarch are that Mount Meru may be able to help Emperor Chen block a catastrophe, but how much it can block depends on personal creation.

He was afraid that Di Chen's stubborn temper would not go to other people's territory to cross the tribulation, so he moved out of the name of Nian Xiao and led Di Chen to the thirty-three heavens of Mount Meru.

"Okay, I'll go!" Di Chen raised his eyes, looked at the sky with black clouds on the top, and said: "The little naughty is dead, if you ask about it, you will tell him that the person is buried under the willow tree of the inspector, and the black and white impermanence has found a good family for the little naughty to reincarnate, don't worry." If he asks me, you will say that you killed his ninth brother, and I have no face to see him. ”

In this way, Little Seventeen should be angry, but it is better to be angry than worried.

Sanren Zhenjun chuckled: "Di Chen, you don't know how to laugh, although he is giggling on his face, but he is very shrewd in his bones, do you think your rotten excuse can bluff my apprentice?" ”

His stupid apprentice is a fox, not a stupid dog.

Then, Sanren Zhenjun turned around with a smile, and said while walking towards the Tianshan Gate: "You can survive the tribulation with peace of mind, don't die!" ”

Di Chen stood in place and chuckled in a low voice.

Oh, yes! His boy is so smart, how can he be deceived, it seems that he is going to hurry up and come back to find his boy as soon as possible.

In the next second, the blue-blue figure disappeared in place.

But Sanren Zhenjun stopped at the door with Nianxiao in his arms, and muttered alone: "Emperor Chen, your Nianxiao is waiting for you, you must come back!" ”

……

The top of Mount Meru.

Singing and dancing, wine pond meat forest, languishing to the extreme.

The little devils are all holding wine bottles, their bodies swaying left and right, and singing with a broken gong voice: "I am a popping craftsman, with strong snapping ability, I want to snap all the beauties ~ all on ~~"

The golden curtain next to the hot spring swayed and made a blushing sound.

"Bobo, you pinch lightly."

"Shut up!" Bo Xun said angrily.

"Hehe~" The young man's silver bell-like laughter came out of the curtain, and many little devils heard this, and raised their heads three inches below their navels, which were as stiff as iron pillars.

Inside the curtain, Bo Xun gritted his teeth and pushed hard a few times.

"This Buddha said that you are not allowed to make a sound!"

"Humph! People are comfortable and don't let me say it! Then you can play it yourself! As he spoke, the boy glared at his legs hard, and began to be unworthy.

Twisting left and right, like a little loach.

It was like a "burning stick" being swayed from side to side in the "stove", Bo Xun's pouting face turned white with pain, and he raised his arm with grinning teeth.

"Smack-" sound.

In an instant, there was a five-finger print on the white steamed bun-like Xiaotun.

In the next second, the fire on the stove instantly became more vigorous, and the burning stick was bitten tightly, and it burned in the stove, and the fire was so hot that it almost didn't kill Bo Xun.