Originally, Chen Yi just wanted to take over this area of Mi Yaoyao as soon as possible and make it his base camp, so he said that it was better to choose a day than to hit the sun. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Where does he know, he casually says that the days and times are ten thousand years of good fortune.

It is all-weather, and everything is fine. Especially in the two time periods of the hour and the hour, it is the great luck of the great luck, and everything can be blessed by God, and it can't be better.

Mi Yaoyao is a person who is very particular about time, and she already knows that what Chen Yi said is a good time, so she never hesitated and said that Chen Yi would be in charge. If it was a bad omen, she would naturally not agree.

One evening, plus another night of preparation, is enough for all the necessary items, and the people who should be notified are also in place. Even the Dragon King of the Four Seas received a wedding card.

Bang!

Above the main hall of the West Sea Dragon Palace, Ao Yan, the Dragon King of the West Sea, was so angry that his beard was straight, his hair was soaring to the sky, and he punched heavily on the stone table. With a loud bang, the stone table instantly turned into powder.

"How can it be justified!

Ao Yan was furious, glared at his eyes and shouted: "Rebel son! Damn rebel son! This king is still alive, and he dares to call himself king, is he going to turn the sky upside down?

While yelling, Ao Yan smashed his own things vigorously, so that the main hall suddenly became a mess.

Those shrimp soldiers and crab generals all hid far away, not daring to provoke the angry dragon king, for fear of losing their lives.

"Father, there is no need to be angry. ”

At this moment, a person came from the side hall, who looked to be a young man in his thirties, wearing a purple robe, and the dragon horns were quite long.

"Moang, my son, you came just in time, look at it, look at what this is!" Ao Yan pointed to the wedding card that he threw on the ground, and his anger did not subside in the slightest.

Mo Ang bent down, picked up the little white dragon's wedding card, and after blowing it a few times, he smiled faintly and said, "Father, the child has heard about this matter. The eldest uncle, the second uncle, and the third uncle, they all received the same wedding card......"

"Bastard thing!" Ao Yan shouted: "This rebel still has the face to send a wedding card to everyone?

The corners of Moang's mouth curled, and he sneered and said: "Father, the child has a plan, so that Ao Yu's rebellious son will never turn over." ”

"What's the plan? Ao Yan's eyes lit up and he looked at his eldest son, Moang.

Mo Ang blew the wedding card a few more times, and then said: "Father, didn't Ao Yu listen to the persuasion of Guanyin Bodhisattva and go to the West Heaven with the Dongtu monk to learn scriptures." Now that he dares to move his heart and want to marry a wife and have children, how can he still go west to learn scriptures and cultivate a golden body?"

"Father, not only will we not tear up this wedding card, but we will also go to the wedding. At that wedding, the child used the memory beads to remember everything that happened, and went to Guanyin Bodhisattva to complain, to see how many days the rebel could be free. ”

"No, no, no. Ao Yan waved his hand again and again and said: "This king has heard that the Guanyin Bodhisattva does not know what was fed by Tang Seng, and he is bent on their master and apprentice, and goes to Guanyin to complain, which is equivalent to scaring the snake." We might as well go directly to the Buddha and bring down Guanyin to see how she still guards this central sea. At that time, the king's plan can be implemented smoothly. ”

"Father is clever!" Moang gave a thumbs up to Ao Yan and handed over the wedding card with both hands, with a very pious attitude.

Ao Yan laughed, took the wedding card, and said to himself: "Ao Yu, this king will definitely make you unable to enjoy the joy of the newlywed Yan'er!"

And when Ao Yan and their father and son were discussing how to tell Xiaobailong and Guanyin, they didn't notice that a small fish was wandering around and listened to all their words.

This little fish is none other than Sun Wukong, who was secretly sent by Chen Yi.

In this way, the father and son of Ao Yan and Moang are destined to be tragic again.

According to the plan, Moang set off overnight and rushed to the Western Da Lei Yin Temple to report Xiao Bailong and Guanyin. Ao Yan, on the other hand, was drinking happily and seemed to see the success of his plan.

It's a pity that Moang was stopped by Sun Wukong in less than a quarter of an hour after he set off, and he couldn't go.

Sun Wukong put the golden hoop stick on his shoulder, pointed at Moang and said: "Okay, you Moang, Ben and Xiaobailong are brothers, I never thought that you would frame your own brother to death." How can such a scumbag deserve to live in this world?"

"You...... You are...... Sun Wukong!You are Bi Ma Wen Sun Wukong!" Mo Ang is not a fool, he can recognize Sun Wukong at once. As he spoke, he hurriedly retreated.

Although he has not seen the power of Sun Wukong, he has heard his parents mention it many times. This monkey is a ruthless character that even the Jade Emperor dares to fight, if he doesn't run, how long will he stay? As for the task, go to his father's mission, it is important to save his life.

"Where to go!"

Sun Wukong is very angry, really, very angry. It's been a long time, and I haven't heard of anyone who dares to call himself Bi Ma Wen anymore. Now, this little dragon actually shouted out, it is simply an unforgivable sin and must be killed.

Sou!

Sun Wukong turned over one by one, blocking Moang's retreat, and the golden hoop stick in his hand was also smashed down at the same time, and he was not soft at all. Moreover, the target is Moang's head, and he wants to solve the problem with a stick.

Mo Ang has always been Mo Ang, the eldest son of Ao Yan, with excellent talent, and his immortal cultivation is not weak. Therefore, it is impossible to let Sun Wukong's golden hoop stick be smashed as much as he wants.

With a snort, Mo Ang stopped his body, sacrificed a machete, and swept towards Sun Wukong's golden hoop stick, changing the direction of the golden hoop stick's attack and escaping the catastrophe.

Brush Brush Brush ......

Listening to the sound of breaking through the air, I could tell that Mo Ang's ability was really not small, and he should have the cultivation of a seventh-order true immortal.

However, the seventh order is the seventh order, not the ninth order. Therefore, being crushed is a fact that cannot be changed.

"How dare you dodge?" Sun Wukong said in a low voice: "Little loach, eat my old grandson again, and die quickly!"

In Sun Wukong's hand, the golden hoop rod was picked up like a golden disc, rolling up gusts of wind and sweeping towards Namoang.

"Splash monkey! Hugh is so aggressive, do you really think that His Highness is afraid of you?" Although Mo Ang was not Sun Wukong's opponent, he said it very hard.

Sun Wukong is most annoying about this kind of guy, obviously he doesn't have much ability, but he doesn't admit that he is weak. Therefore, the monkey came to the interest and wanted to play this so-called His Royal Highness of the West Sea Dragon Palace. Let him know that he doesn't say things with his mouth.

"Little loach, come on, show your skills, let your grandfather see if he can lick the little white dragon's ass. Sun Wukong grinned, brushed the long hair on his forehead, and looked very sassy.

If he said that he wanted to fight and kill these, it is estimated that Moang would not care, after all, he understood that he was not Sun Wukong's opponent in the first place. But listening to Sun Wukong say that he can't even lick the ass of the little white dragon, he can't bear it.

"Monkey, Hugh has to talk nonsense, look at the knife!"

Under the rage, Moang's combat power has really increased a lot, and the momentum of the counterattack came.