Chapter 137: The Moon's Broad Han Immortal, the Tree Feller in His Dream
The Wu people advocate strength, both men and women, and they are all beautiful with the five big and three coarse.
But there are always very few exceptions that are not affected by this distorted aesthetic.
For example, delicate, sweet-looking, and unremarkable Houtu, such as Nuwa, who is gentle and generous, and shows off her wisdom.
Another example: known as the first beauty of the Three Realms - Chang'e.
No matter how picky the gods and demons are, after meeting Chang'e, they will sincerely recognize the title of the first beauty.
In the words of the lily in the color of the earth clone:
"She fits any creature's imagination of a dream couple. Regardless of gender, race. ”
To let this pervert give such a high evaluation is in itself a recognition of Chang'e.
is as famous as her beauty, as well as Chang'e's kindness.
Among the twelve ancestral witches, she is the only one who has never injured the life of a single living being in her ten thousand years of cultivation.
This is also the reason why Hou Tu Niang Niang resolutely does not believe that she is the mastermind behind the scenes.
However, this method of manipulating memories is her unique skill.
It is not difficult to intercept and tamper with memories, and the powerhouses above the Demon God Realm can do it.
However, intercepting memories is equivalent to disturbing the divine sense, causing the other party to be confused, delirious, and even go crazy.
can manipulate memories at will, and can also keep the other party sane, under the general, only the dream witch Chang'e's unique magical power: Nan Ke can do it.
"Lion camel, I have known Chang'e for tens of thousands of years, and I know her temperament. Someone must have learned her supernatural powers, not herself. ”
"If you still don't believe it, you can go to Guanghan Palace and walk for it. ”
Le Shiluo arched his hand towards the Hou Tu Niang in the mirror, with a smile on his face:
"Your words, the lion camel naturally believes it. It's just that if that Chang'e is also manipulated by others, wouldn't I be a sheep in the mouth of a tiger if I went to Guanghan Palace so rashly?"
"You are messing around, all over the world, in terms of manipulating the primordial gods, who can beat her?"
"Maybe someone is lying in ambush near the Guanghan Palace, waiting for me to throw myself into the net?"
"That's it, that's it, you lion who is greedy for life and afraid of death! I have a pair of boots here, called Qishan Road. It was built by the ten palaces of Yan Jun in the past. No matter who wears it, as long as the mind moves, the path to the Yellow Springs can be opened, even if it is isolated from this world, it is unimpeded. So, can you rest assured?"
"Thank you for your love~"
A faint light leaped from the mirror into the arms of the lion camel and turned into a pair of cloth boots as black as ink.
At first glance, it's unremarkable.
But when the nightwarbler sensed it with his forehead, he saw that in the pair of cloth boots, there were thousands of brilliance soaring into the sky.
The fetish is obscure.
Le Shi camel took the pair of cloth boots into his arms, and wanted to turn around, but remembered another thing.
"Niangniang, the lion camel and Penglai have gained a lot this time. ”
When Le Lion Camel told Hou Tu Niang about everything that happened on Penglai Island, it was a long silence.
After a long time, I heard a leisurely sigh.
"After all these years, they still can't let go...... Why bother?"
"Niangniang, yours and them, but Zhu Rong is in the same vein?"
"I'm tired..... Stand down!"
Don't wait for the lion camel to answer, on the mirror, there is no figure of the earth lady after the half-point.
???
The bewildered Le Lion Camel had no choice but to take the Nightwarbler and embark on the road to Guanghan Palace.
"Why are you preparing so many avatar talismans?"
"Who knows which side that Chang'e is on? It's better not to visit her with your body. ”
......
According to legend in the world, the fairy Chang'e is high above the bright moon, cold and lonely.
There is always a big difference between biography and fact.
Guanghan Palace is not above nine, but in the world.
South Zhanbu Continent, Hanguang City, Shuiyue Lake.
By the lake, a laurel tree with a thickness of more than 10 zhang grows alone on the shore.
Osmanthus flowers are in full bloom and fragrant.
Under the tree, a majestic man wielded a huge steel axe the size of a wheel, and slashed at the laurel tree.
In just one moment, it left a deep scar on the laurel tree.
But when he pulled the axe out, the scars on the tree were gone.
Over and over again, the man seemed tireless, just numbly repeating the same action.
Shuiyue Lake is picturesque, and the people in Hanguang City often come here to play, gather under the laurel tree, drink and enjoy the flowers.
It's just that whoever it is, it seems that they have subconsciously avoided the man who cut down the tree, but they seem to ignore him.
It was as if they were not in the same place as the man.
On this day, two young men and women with extraordinary temperament came to the lake.
The man has blonde hair and a shawl, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, is tall and burly, wears a brocade robe, and carries a five-foot long knife on his back, which is majestic.
The woman looks forward to her life, with a variety of charms, and a red mark on her forehead, adding three points of charm. A pleated Ruyi skirt sets off her delicate figure. Along the way, countless men were stared at and salivated.
If it weren't for the heroic man beside her, I was afraid that there would be many scoundrels on the spot who wanted to rob the women of good families.
It's just that the next moment, when the two men and women walked under the laurel tree, their figures actually disappeared out of thin air under the light of the sun.
In front of everyone's eyes, a big change of life?
Immediately, it was as if a cold wind blew into the spine of Zhongrao, making them creepy.
"What the hell!!"
I don't know who it was, but he took the lead in shouting and ran wildly with his head in his hands.
Suddenly, the crowd was surging, and they all fled to Hanguang City without looking back.
Only a mess was left behind.
........
"Junior Le Lion Camel (Nightingale), meet Lord Wu Gang!"
Under the laurel tree, the lion camel and the nightwarbler respectfully saluted the man who cut the tree, and their faces were full of solemnity.
No matter who can block the army of 300,000 people with his own strength, wear dozens of wounds, and face countless strong people without retreating, just to let the 100,000 witches and demon remnants behind him escape, they can afford this great gift.
Even if he was of Terran origin.
Axe saint Wu Gang, ten thousand people are not burdened
Even though he had borne countless infamy in the human race, he didn't care.
All he cared about was that there was always only one witch.
A witch named Chang'e.
For the sake of her tears, she would rather give up her identity as a Terran, stand in front of the Terran army, and brazenly swing a big axe.
For the sake of her words, she would rather cut down trees silently for tens of thousands of years, even if she knew that the tree would be cut down forever.
Because this tree is his dream, it is the deepest obsession in his heart.
The tree is broken, the dream is awakened, and the affection is overwhelming.
"A lion, a sparrow, did you come to her too?"
Casually glancing at the lion camel and the nightingale, Wu Gang picked up the big axe again.
In his eyes, it seemed that there would always be only that tree.
"The younger generation was ordered by the master to visit Fairy Chang'e. ”
"Houtu Na mother-in-law? Hehe, I haven't seen her in a while. ”
Houtu's name finally moved the man with a resolute face.
Immediately, he picked up the big axe and placed it across his chest.
"In that case, let's do it!"
If you want to see Guanghan Immortal, defeat the tree cutter first.