Chapter 120: Zhun Ti: You rob me of my lines!

"Where? I have heard of the two uncles and sages. When I saw it today, it was really so, and it made this small island shine. It's just that life in the West is hard, and the two uncles are also very hard. This time, do you think that the pharmacist and junior brothers are here, delayed, and they want to bring them all back? That disciple is certainly heartbroken, but for the sake of the West, the disciple is also acceptable. Huang Long smiled and complimented.

"No, no, no." The quasi-Tidao man smiled and shook his head, sure enough, it was negotiated here, and they were going to shrink and hide them away.

It is also in line with Sanqing's consistent stingy style.

It's just, boy, that you found a helper and you want to kick us away?

No way.

You don't know what your uncle is capable of.

At the moment, Zhengse said: "In this vast East, there are thousands of heroes, but only my nephew is willing to speak for me in the West." Now that my nephew is in danger, how can I, as an uncle, stand by and watch? This time, I am not here to let the pharmacists leave, but to help you attack Penglai. ”

"What?" Huang Long showed a look of surprise, and then said, "The land of the west has always been a pure place, and it does not cause red dust. Uncle Shi's teachings have always been that the immortals outside the square do not touch troubles, and there is nothing to worry about. How can you bother the two uncles into this red dust? ”

Zhun Ti's eyes were slightly surprised, this kid still has to study my Western scriptures, but if you want to say study, you are naΓ―ve, this doctrine is dead, the explanation is flexible, and said: "This is wrong, Huanglong's nephew only knows one and doesn't know the other, my Western way, the main is to purify all sentient beings, and to fight for the world." There is injustice here, so why should we pity ourselves? ”

"It's red and muddy here, Uncle Shi doesn't care?" Huanglong Road.

"If I don't fall into the sea of suffering, who will fall into the sea of suffering?" Zhun Ti swore an oath.

"Kedong Wang, in the end, is the head of the male immortals appointed by the ancestors, won't the uncle be embarrassed when he comes?" Huanglong Road.

"On the side of the Qing monarch, punish the demons. What is the distinction between east and west, north and south? We righteous people have no hesitation! Even if the teacher reprimands, he can't take care of it. "The quasi-Ti Taoist is righteous and impassioned.

"Really?" Huanglong Road.

"There is no lie." Zhun Ti responded, held Huang Long's hands tightly and said, "I am poor in the West, if I can revitalize this time, I should be credited to Huang Long's nephew." ”

"What does Uncle Shi mean by this? What is the connection between this crusade against the king of the east and the revival of the West? Huang Long pretended to be puzzled.

"Speaking of which, I also have to ask my nephew for help. The land in the West is barren and in great need of aura, and this Penglai happens to have three light divine waters, which I need in the West. I heard that the Queen Mother of the West made a bet with the Prince of the East that if the Pure Yang Wuji Array was broken, the mountains of the East China Sea would belong to the Queen Mother of the West. Then these three light divine waters, thinking of the virtue of Huanglong's nephew, are always willing to give them away. "Quasi-humane.

"It's a bit tricky." Huang Long looked puzzled.

The face of the quasi-Daoist changed slightly, something is wrong with this kid, is he a disciple of Yuan Shi? Shouldn't the first disciple of the Yuan Shi agree very much at this time? I've said it so publicly, and you're embarrassed to refuse?

"It's not that I don't want to help Uncle Shi, but the Sanguang Divine Water contains creation, and Uncle Nuwa also wants it. She gave me all the Baolian lanterns, isn't the nephew going to repay the favor? Huang Long said with embarrassment, and a Baolian lamp appeared in his hand.

"This ......" The quasi-Daoist looked at the Baolian lamp in Huang Long's hand, and suddenly his eyes burst with green light, but he quickly calmed down, under the Yuan Shi Sect, he couldn't grab it, he could only endure the heartache, and his eyes were red and said, "Senior nephew, I'm bitter in the West!" ”

As he spoke, the quasi-Daoist actually shed two tears and was tired, and suddenly a sad emotion permeated, making the listener sad and the listener crying.

Huang Long was shocked in his heart, although he knew early on that this uncle was the master who cried when he said he would cry, and he could cry in the public in Zixiao Palace.

I didn't expect that now that I have achieved quasi-sainthood, I can cry so quickly and decisively.

Gritting his teeth, Huang Long also forcibly squeezed out two lines of tears: "Uncle Shi, it's really hard." ”

"yes. Therefore, the Sanguang Divine Water ...... "The eyes of the quasi-Daoist are shining, my weeping and tearing Dafa is really invincible, and Hongyun was such a kind concession at the beginning."

"But, Uncle Shi, I'm also bitter. Uncle Shi, I lost my mother since I was a child, I was lost, lonely, and repeatedly bullied, although later there was a master who loved me, but Uncle Nuwa gave me the same care as my mother, commensurate with my sister and brother, I now have something to repay, but I don't reciprocate, this is not even a beast! Uncle Shi, can you bear it? After the two lines of tears fell on Huang Long's face, even more tears rolled down.

Fortunately, we have also studied in the Jumang tribe, studied the physical body, and know every structure of ourselves very well, isn't it just crying? Mana works and stimulates the tear ducts.

We have mana, as long as we are shameless, there is nothing that we can't cry, especially with Zhun Ti, who cares about him?

The quasi-Daoist is a spirit, with a look of seeing a ghost, this kid can even do this trick?

Is this the original apprentice? How did you get my true biography?

Even Maitreya didn't learn it.

The face of the guide on the side was unprecedentedly dignified, he really met an opponent, the junior brother used the West to win the sympathy of righteousness, and Huanglong used filial piety and uncle and nephew to fight back, which was not easy to take advantage of.

Is it okay for junior and younger brothers?

I saw Zhun Ti Huanglong hugging each other and crying.

"Uncle Shi~"

"Master and nephew~"

You say a word, I say a word, I don't know how good the relationship between the two is.

After a long time, the quasi-Daoist slightly controlled his tears and said: "Master and nephew, it's really not easy for me in the West, you have to consider my Western beings." Like him, the prince of the east is ruthless and unrighteous, no matter what we are in the west, even if we are in the past now, they will not give us the Sanguang Divine Water, we can only rely on you. ”

Think clearly, if you don't let go at all, let's change teams!

"This ......," Huang Long gritted his teeth and muttered, "That's it, the West is lonely, and I can't bear it." When saved, just half of the Sanguang Divine Water, in addition, Sister Nuwa just created a clan, take the celebrity race, the human race needs a place to survive, I think the western land is good, if the West can provide the human race with some places to live, I think my sister will agree. There are also subtleties in the Western law, and the disciples want to learn and learn, refer to the reference, but I don't know if it is okay. ”

I still have the backstage, think about it clearly, don't stand in line randomly.

"Eighty percent." Quasi-humane.

"Sixty percent." Huang Long gritted his teeth.

"Seventy percent." The quasi-Daoist looked at Huang Long, the bottom line.

"Good. The West is miserable. Huang Long said with a sad face, the bottom line is that it is all given, and now there are three percent left, which is good.

"Thank you nephew, nephew is also pitiful." The face of the quasi-Tidao person is full of unbearable, muddy boy, he is really ruthless, fortunately, I don't lose anything, seventy percent of the three-light divine water is enough, too much, and I can't take care of it.

"Uncle Shi~"

"Master and nephew~"

Huang Long and Zhun Tidao looked at each other, and suddenly hugged excitedly, he is the same kind, and he should try not to meet in the future.

sighed, and suddenly saw two sounds, and the birdsong through the golden cracked stone sounded.

Huang Long and Zhun Ti Dao turned their heads to look at the western sky, and the two clouds of light reflected each other.

A cloud is black and white, and a phantom of a Dapeng is faintly visible, tearing the sky, and the sky and the earth shuttle.

A group presents the color of the five elements, the five colors of green, yellow, red, white and black rotate, reflecting each other, and a hideous peacock phantom looms.

The Yin Yang Avenue Wheel and the five-color divine light clash fiercely, on par.

The green light in the eyes of the quasi-Tidao person was even worse, good for cultivation and talent, and he was about to speak, but he heard an exclamation next to him.

"This bird has a fate with my Kunlun!"

The Quasi-Daoist suddenly shook his head and looked at Huang Long in disbelief.

What are you talking about?

(End of chapter)