"Do you want to sacrifice the nine-leaf Lingzhi grass in the Saiguo Pagoda?" After listening to Fan Xian's words, Sun Wukong touched his chin and thought about it with a frown.

"What a big deal! Wait a minute, my grandson will go and get it!" said that, he turned over and disappeared from the sea of clouds on the main hall square of Yong'an Palace.

Why is it so refreshing this time?

Fan Xian was stunned for a moment, turned around and was about to find a place to sit, but was startled by a monkey face that suddenly appeared behind him.

"Damn, you're going to scare me to death!"

Sun Wukong, who is obviously gone, is actually standing behind him!

"That's not right! Fan Xian Doll, isn't that nine-leaf Lingzhi grass the Queen Mother's thing?" Sun Wukong frowned, and said with a suspicious face: "What are you doing here?"

Do you still know that it is the Queen Mother's thing? Fan Xian rolled his eyes angrily: "The Queen Mother entrusted me to retrieve the Nine-Leaf Lingzhi Grass!"

In other words, you are a dignified fighting holy Buddha, there is nothing in your body that is not someone else's, the purple gold crown chain mail Buyunjiao and the golden hoop stick are all the dragon king's, the guard Pan Taoyuan ate the queen mother's peach, and also ate a lot of gold pills from Taishang Laojun, passing by the Wuzhuang Temple of Wanshou Mountain and stealing other people's ginseng fruits, the only thing that can be regarded as Sun Wukong is the tiger skin skirt sewn by Tang Sanzang.

"Your little doll just helped Ao Guang Lao'er get back my old grandson's golden hoop stick, why did you help the queen mother ask for things again?" Sun Wukong's face changed several times, and he said: "Bullying my old grandson, isn't it?"

Seeing Sun Wukong's appearance, Fan Xian also twitched in his heart, and after scolding the system for a few words, he smiled awkwardly: "Don't get me wrong, Great Sage, I don't dare to bully you, isn't this a matter of loyalty entrusted by others!"

"Cut!" Sun Wukong said disdainfully: "Isn't it just to eat a few peaches!

It's really the society, you monkey brother, everything depends on grabbing!

"I'll fight the king with you in a double row!"

"This nine-leaf Lingzhi grass is my grandson's trophy, and the queen mother's design of my grandson has not yet been settled!

"I'll take you to the score!"

"She borrowed the hand of my grandson to help her eradicate the daughter of the old man of all saints, so that my old grandson took the debt of human life for no reason, this karma ......"

"I'll help you become king!"

"Deal!" Sun Wukong suddenly grinned: "What I am waiting for is your words!"

"Fan Xian little doll, play tricks with your grandfather, you're still tender!"

"Waiting for my grandson!"

Sun Wukong disappeared with a heel!

Fan Xian shook his head helplessly, this Sun Monkey actually thought that he had won this scheming by him, obviously the initiative was in the hands of labor and management!

However, listening to the meaning of what Sun Wukong said, it seems that behind that incident is really the calculation of the queen mother, and he guessed it, it is really a big gossip!

I don't know how long it will take Sun Wukong to get that nine-leaf lingzhi grass, Fan Xian simply climbed the rockery next to the square of the main hall of Yong'an Palace, and saw that Sun Wukong likes to sit there twice, which is estimated to be a feng shui treasure.

After climbing up, Fan Xian looked at the sea of clouds churning in the sun and was not close and stunned, sure enough, the scenery is unique here!

was about to howl twice and pretend to be forced, but found that someone on the other side of the sea of clouds flew over at a very fast speed.

The man stepped on a pair of hot wheels, with two pigtails tied on his head, a pair of bright eyes staring at his face full of anger, a red belly pocket around his body, a chaotic silk wrapped around his body, an eight-foot red tassel gun in his hand, and a hula hoop on his shoulder and neck!

Is this Superman?

No, it's the third prince of Nezha!

However, it feels like killing Matt! Fan Xian paused for a moment, looking at Nezha who flew over in a few clicks.

"Mortal?" Nezha's eyes shrank and looked at Fan Xian with a wary face: "How did you come here?"

"I've seen the third prince of Nezha!" Fan Xian arched his hand, laughed awkwardly and said, "The third prince is here to find the Great Sage?"

"Hmph!" Nezha snorted coldly: "Where is the monkey?

It turned out that he was beaten by Sun Wukong, and now he came to find the field!

Fan Xian looked at it and said with a smile: "The third prince is angry! The Great Sage shouldn't have done it on purpose!"

"Didn't you mean it?" Nezha raised his eyebrows coldly, and reprimanded: "I'm drinking a monster in Beiju Luzhou and it's hard to distinguish between them, and his grandson is a monkey, so he pulled me aside without saying anything, and he had to reason with me, saying that he wanted to see if he could fight or I could fight ......."

Fan Xian held back a smile, and just as he was about to speak, he saw the figure of Sun Wukong appear in the sky, and the monkey had already sounded before the sound arrived.

"Nezha Xiao'er, you still dare to come to my grandson!"

"You monkey, do you dare to fight with me!" Nezha saw a Monkey King who landed on the square of the main hall of Yong'an Palace, his eyes widened, and he shouted loudly.

"My old grandson's forehand is itchy!" Sun Wukong sneered and said disdainfully: "Your grandfather has never been afraid of anyone in a fight!"

"Stay! If you want to fight, what nonsense!" Seeing this, Nezha stepped on the hot wheels and flew towards the square with a red tassel gun!

"Amitabha!" Sun Wukong raised his palm with one hand: "Nezha donor, please be restless!"

"Why don't you dare to fight?" Nezha was stunned and said coldly: "Aren't you afraid of grandpa?"

"In the quiet place of Buddhism, what kind of system is it to fight and kill!" Sun Wukong smiled and said: "My old grandson has a better way!"

Two mouth-strong kings!

Fan Xian rolled his eyes, he was really afraid that these two guys would accidentally hurt himself when they fought, but now it seemed that he couldn't fight, he was a little disappointed in his heart, and silently climbed down the rockery.

"What's the solution?" Nezha was stunned.

"Fan Xian God!" Sun Wukong succeeded in his trick and said with a smile: "Is there still a black box?

Damn, solo, you'll say it!

Fan Xian stumbled and almost fell off the rockery!

"Yes!"

It's just a little painful, just bought a new phone!

"Fan Xian, great god?" Nezha looked at Fan Xian inexplicably, and took out a mobile phone after getting off the rockery.

"The third prince is polite!" Fan Xian nodded and took advantage of this!

"In this box, there is a game, there is my grandson and you Nezha Xiao'er on it, let's control each other's own wins even if they win, do you dare?"

This monkey has actually learned to trick people!

"Why don't you dare!" Nezha probably didn't hear that Fan Xian took advantage of him, glared at Sun Wukong and said coldly!

Looking at Nezha, who was routinely tricked, Fan Xian vaguely felt that the mobile phone he just bought was in the soup again!

It is very likely that there will be another Internet addict teenager in the heavenly court!