The shoe hit Wang Cuihua next to Fan Jian, and Yang Jian exploded at that time, rushing towards a tall middle-aged man.

"Yang Jian'er, you are also here, even if you let the horse come, Grandpa Zhao is still afraid that you will not succeed."

When the man named Zhao Gongming saw Yang Jian, he was not afraid at all, and he gave a middle finger provocatively.

"Brother, kill chickens with a knife, let us deal with this kid."

Before Yang Jian arrived in front of Zhao Gongming, three women ran over beside him, surrounded him, scratching and scratching at him.

"Shameless shrew, dare to beat my brother, you don't know how powerful my Wang Cuihua is."

Seeing Yang Jian besieged by three women, Wang Cuihua screamed, rushed over, directly grabbed a woman's hair, and dragged it out.

The other two women gave up on Yang Jian and besieged Wang Cuihua together.

"Sanxiao, do you want more to bully less? Sister, don't be afraid, I'll help you, you are Yang Jian's friend, and you are the friend of all of us in Da Zhou."

A woman grabbed the oranges in the convenient bag in her hand, and hit the three women who surrounded Wang Cuihua one by one, and rescued Wang Cuihua in a few clicks.

Fan Jian hurriedly ran over and dragged Wang Cuihua back, this tiger girl, the gods are fighting, what are you making a fuss about?

Just as he wanted to return to safety, away from the battlefield, a voice sounded from behind him.

"Fellow Daoists, please stay!"

Fan Jian was stunned, this sentence is so familiar, could it be him?

As soon as he turned around curiously, he saw a man in his thirties who stopped him.

This man looks elegant and handsome, with a loyal and honest appearance, which makes people unconsciously feel close.

"Daoyou, Xiaoxian Shen Gongbao, Daoyou is Fan Jian?"

The man saluted Fan Jian with a sincere attitude, but Fan Jian pulled Wang Cuihua and ran faster.

Shen Gongbao, his sentence of Taoist friends, please stay, it's too classic!

In the god list, as long as you hear him say this, the end is not very good.

So Fan Jian stayed away and hurriedly returned to Zhong Kui and Ren Ji.

"What the hell is going on? Didn't you say that Yabu Shojin? Those should be colleagues who look up and don't look down, how can they fight like this.

Ren Xi, aren't there any of your subordinates here? Hurry up and order them to stop, and if the fight continues, this place will be in ruins."

Hide in the fight with you

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Flashing and pursuing, Fan Jian watched the more than three hundred people and transferred the battle venue from outside the door to inside the door.

And there are several camps, not the big chaos just now.

"I can't stop it, you're right, they're mortal enemies.

The Eight Zhengshen is the soldiers who fought against the Western Zhou Dynasty and the Shang Dynasty in the War of the Gods, and they were all gods after death, which is different from Yang Jian Nezha, who was sanctified in the flesh.

They both died at the hands of each other, isn't it the hatred of life and death? Who can persuade to open.

You see that the man who was chased and beaten by four women was King Xu, and those four women were Queen Jiang, Huang Feihu's wife and sister, plus Concubine Jia.

And what was protected by Huang Feihu and Huang Tianhua's family was the Zhongtian Arctic Ziwei Emperor Bo Yi Kao.

The three who besieged Yang Jian just now were Zhao Gongming's sister Sanxiao Niangniang, Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao.

It was Deng Chanyu who beat them with oranges to save Cuihua, the wife of Tuxing Sun, and her flying locust stone in one hand can be said to be superb.

Seeing that there were more than 100 people over there, it was the circle that formed a battle formation, that was the Doubu Xingjun, my subordinates.

Also, the person who talked to you just now was Shen Gongbao, don't look at her looking like a dog, she has the worst thoughts, you didn't pay attention to him just now, that's right."

"Wait, Grandma, now is not the time to popularize the characters on the God List for me, I just want to ask, are they like this in Heavenly Court?"

Seeing that Ren Ji became more and more energetic the more he spoke, and had the momentum of introducing all three hundred people to him, Fan Jian hurriedly interrupted.

"Of course not, the rules are strict, it is forbidden to gather crowds to fight, and I was caught and wanted to go to Sendai.

Moreover, the Heavenly Court is vast, each performing its own duties, and the departments are different, and everyone's cave mansions are separated by 108,000 miles, and they can't get together for tens of thousands of years.

Even if you want to fight, you can't get people together! How can it be so complete today, it is simply a wonder of the ages."

Ren Ji watched it with great interest, such a big scene may be like this, and it will be difficult to watch it again in the future.

Thinking that Zheng Wei was still in the Langya Holy Land, a rare scene for a thousand years, he missed it like this, Ren Xi took out his mobile phone and started recording.

"Auntie, your heart is too big, and you still video? Is there any way you can get them to stop!"

Seeing that the battle between the eight righteous gods became more and more intense, and the ecological park was in a mess, Fan Jian was about to cry.

"There is only one person who can restrain the Eight Righteous Gods, and that is Jiang Ziya, will you go find him?"

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Ren Ji said while recording, and then came to the front to record, standing too far away The picture is not clear, and he can't see his expression, Zheng Wei will not be able to see clearly.

"Uncle Jiang?"

Looking left and right, Jiang Ziya was nowhere to be seen, and Fan Jian hurriedly asked Shennong, who was dozing off on the side.

"Uh, Ziya, he went to the cafeteria with Granny Ma, saying that he was preparing a reception banquet for the eight righteous gods."

Wiping a handful of saliva, Shennong said to Fan Jian, and then staggered back to the dormitory.

He didn't care who fought, in the flood wilderness, the tribes fought every day.

It's a lot more than this one, more than 300 people are fighting, and he is not interested in watching it.

Knowing Jiang Ziya's location, Fan Jiansa ran to the cafeteria.

After he left, Wang Cuihua quietly approached the few people who were besieging Deng Chanyu, and slammed the black hand, this sister can deal with it, she can't know how to repay it.

"You're a waste, you can't wash the vegetables, you can't cut the meat, what do you think you can do?

Why did I marry you, it's really bad for eight lifetimes, and marrying a pig and a dog is better than marrying you!"

"Old woman, you dissipate your anger and have something to say!

I won't, can you teach me, marry me, make you suffer, I'm sorry!"

In the cafeteria, Granny Ma was reprimanding Jiang Ziya, just like training her grandson. Jiang Ziya couldn't stop apologizing.

The humble one is like a pug, and he can't stop pleasing him, so he almost shakes his tail.

Looking at Jiang Ziya who was so sloppy, Fan Jian suspected that he had found the wrong person, and the fierce and vicious Eight Righteous Gods would really listen to Jiang Ziya?

"Fan boy, why are you here, everyone has arrived, and the meal will be ready immediately."

Seeing Fan Jian standing at the door, Granny Ma, who was reprimanding Jiang Ziya, was a little embarrassed, and immediately changed her face.

"Ah, I'm here to find Uncle Jiang, the eight gods are fighting, I ask Uncle Jiang to stop it."

There is no other way, Fan Jian stared at Jiang Ziya with his eyes, and told the truth.

"It's a fight, Doubu didn't suffer, these shameless people, if they dare to bully the Xingjun of Doubu, the old lady can't spare them!"

Hearing that there was a fight, Granny Ma picked up the broom in the canteen and ran out, afraid that the people in her department would suffer.

"Uncle Jiang, can you do it?"

Looking at Jiang Ziya worriedly, Fan Jian thought to himself, it's really not good, he kowtowed a few times, let's find Haotian Jian, don't be embarrassed for the old man.

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