"I'm afraid I've set another record!"

"The first monk to come out of Zixiao Palace!"

"Did I come to Daluotian once to break the record?"

"This style of painting is indeed related to my usual steady and reliableness, and it has nothing to do with it!"

Wang Yinguo held his legs and knees, curled up and sat under a crooked tree outside Zixiao Palace, and began to ponder about life.

I don’t know why, but after he came to Daluotian, he became a three-wave disease.

Seeing the opportunity to show off, Wang Yanguo wanted to make a fuss, regardless of whether he was in front of the Taoist Ancestor.

"Impulse is a devil!"

"Now I'm embarrassed to go in and listen to what they are discussing!"

Thinking of this, Wang Yinyuan was still a little regretful in his heart.

But he was rolled out by the Taoist Ancestor Saint. If he wanted to go in again, at least he would be summoned by the Taoist Ancestor Saint.

However, Wang Yinyuan was not very worried. As for the information and information, just ask his friends.

Although Xiaobidong and Xiaoyunduo are not very reassuring, Bai Ze and the stone man Zhou Xiaoping are still very reliable.

Thinking of this, Wang Yinu leaned against the crooked tree, squinted his eyes and took a nap.

Although there is no sun in Daluo sky (because it is higher than the location of the Sun Star), there is absolutely no lack of light (this is all the brilliance brought by the saint of the Taoist ancestor).

Especially the gentle wind is warm, full of spiritual energy, and the happiness of monks is everywhere, which is most suitable for practice (sleeping).

Wang Yinuo just leaned against this crooked tree for a while and then fell asleep.

In the dream, Wang Yinguo dreamed of a beautiful woman with a snake-like face who looked better than an internet celebrity. The two had a very erotic relationship and had a very speculative conversation. They just had an appointment to go to a hotel to fight a pesticide for the dead, but they didn't know why they started arguing about it.

Then, the beautiful woman with snake spirit face slapped Wang Yinguo's face with her hands to vent her anger.

Wang Yinguo fought back, but found that he seemed to be bound by his hands and feet, and had no way to fight back, so he could only be beaten passively.

"hateful!"

Wang Yinguo woke up immediately when he was anxious.

But why do you still feel your face hurt after waking up?

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a huge snake-like object in front of him, slapping his face.

"Hiss—"

"Snake Spirit?!"

Wang Yinguo suddenly shuddered and woke up completely.

Now, he finally saw the situation on the other side clearly.

A thick snake tail, a real snake tail, was hanging on the ground for several circles. The tip of the tail was shaking around and slapped his face from time to time.

Not to mention, this thing hurts people, it is even more ruthless than the little whip of the Zixiao Divine Thunder of the Saint of the Daozu.

It seemed that he heard the word "Snake Spirit" blurted out by Wang Yinguo, and the tail whipped him even harder.

"Stop fighting!"

"stop!"

"Who is the evil one?!"

"This is in the sky of Daluo, outside the Zixiao Palace!"

"Who is you?"

Wang Yinguo shouted several times, but he was hit dozens of times on his face.

It was strange to say that it was useless to struggle hard. He wanted to see what the other party was doing, but he couldn't see clearly. The only thing he could see clearly was this huge snake tail.

Finally, this sacred person showed his true body.

“?!”

When Wang Yinguo saw the other person's appearance clearly, he was a little shocked.

It’s not for some other reason, but this person is so beautiful that he can’t describe it in words.

If you only look at the other person's upper body, you will definitely be the most beautiful woman since ancient times.

But if you see the feeling after seeing the lower body, it will be very terrifying.

A huge snake tail, from the perspective of a snake, should also be an extremely perfect snake tail.

After the two are combined, they feel a little alternative.

How to say it?

Although it looks a bit inconsistent, after a closer look, you will still feel very beautiful, with a special attraction, which makes people unable to look away from their own eyes and will sincerely exclaim.

"Nuwa?"

Wang Yinguo swallowed his saliva and asked with some difficulty.

"good!"

"Who is this little guy?"

"Why dare to sleep outside Zixiao Palace?"

"The Taoist ancestor is in charge of the power of the heavenly way, and the affairs are complicated. I don't care about you, and the golden boy and jade girl didn't come out to drive people out?"

"What kind of decent thing is this in broad daylight?"

This Nuwa, like a chatterbox, directly scolded Wang Yanguo.

It’s okay to scold her, because she is a saint and has always protected the human race, Wang Yanguo will not care about it.

After all, every time in the prehistoric world encounters danger, Nuwa will be the first to stand up.

Such behavior is really valuable for an immortal saint.

If another saint is replaced, he may turn a blind eye to it.

For them, even if the prehistoric world is completely destroyed, it has nothing to do with them. At most, it will be a different place, water, fire and wind, and a new world will be replaced.

"Senior Brother Nuwa!"

"Teacher, please invite me!"

At this time, Wang Yinguo's reinforcements finally arrived.

The golden boy and jade girl (the future Jade Emperor and Queen Mother) walked out of Zixiao Palace and invited Nuwa in.

"snort!"

"I don't like the idle rogues the most!"

"In the future, let me see you sleeping against a big tree. Do you remember when you hit me every time?!"

When Nuwa left, she scolded Wang Yanguo again, then twisted the snake's tail and left proudly by the Jade Girl (the future Queen Mother).

"Hahaha, Xuan Yu Zhenren."

"How do you feel when I met Senior Brother Nuwa for the first time?"

Jin Tong stayed and said to Wang Yinguo with a smile.

"Feel--"

"Everything else is pretty good, but the face hurts!"

Wang Yinguo touched his swollen face and replied with a frown.

Although this Empress is very good, she has a bit of a bad temper.

The most outrageous thing is that when the Master Daozu hit him, he didn't slap him in the face, but Nuwa only slaps him in the face.

Could it be that they had agreed on it before?

Thinking of this incident, Wang Yinguo believed more and more that it was a huge conspiracy.

That's right, the planner is the saint of heaven, and the executor is the saint of Taoism and the saint of Nuwa.

As for the Golden Boy and the Jade Girl, they must be watching the unsure of the truth.

"Hahaha--"

"Zhen Yu Zhenren is really good at joking!"

Jin Tong (the future Jade Emperor) laughed so much that he was overjoyed after hearing Wang Yinyu's words.

It has to be said that this golden boy is indeed well-behaved. Even when laughing, he did not show any indecency. He is worthy of being a confidant around Master Daozu.

"I said, fellow Taoist, you will become the Emperor of Heaven in the future, do you believe?"

Wang Yinguo looked at Jin Tong and couldn't help but say this to him.

"Hahaha--"

"Zheng Yu Zhenren was joking. I was just a disciple serving the Taoist ancestor and was just a choreographer who served tea and water. How could I be the Emperor of Heaven?"

"Besides, the Heavenly Emperor of Heaven, Senior Brother Taiyi, is also here to Zixiao Palace to listen to the Taoist ancestor preaching."

"It's better not to say such a joke."

When Jin Tong heard this, he just laughed and didn't care.

"hehe."

"It won't take long."

"If fellow Taoist becomes the Emperor of Heaven in the future, please don't forget to take care of me, my old acquaintance."

Wang Yanguo didn't insist on anything, but just smiled slightly.

"Fellow Taoist really loves to joke."

"If there was one day, I would naturally not forget my old friend."

Jin Tong also responded with a smile.

However, Jin Tong came out not to joke with Wang Yinguo, but to follow the order of the Taoist ancestor saint and call Wang Yinguo to go back for a meeting.

So Wang Yanyu regrouped and followed the Golden Boy who liked to laugh and entered Zixiao Palace again.

This time, Wang Yinyuan is not good at making any other alternative moves.

He walked in seriously, and returned to his position.

The friends who had been staying in Zixiao Palace and did not follow him immediately returned to Wang Yinguo's side.

When Wang Yanyu was gone just now, they were like sitting on pins and needles and felt uncomfortable all over.

It was really the five saints around that brought them too much pressure.

Now that they have returned to the side of Wang Yinguo, the parallel quasi-saint, they feel a little relieved.

Especially the auspicious beast Bai Ze, who was being caught by Nuwa and fucked her hair, but she didn't dare to move.

It did not until Wang Yanguo came back that it showed a look of asking for help from Wang Yanguo.

"Ha ha!"

Wang Yanguo couldn't help but feel happy when he saw this.

No wonder Bai Ze said that he had met Nuwa before and was given a small piece of Jiutian Xirang. This is true.

Perhaps Nuwa also likes this kind of furry auspicious beast, just like an ordinary woman likes to pet cats.

"Empress."

"Please return my mount Abai, Mao is almost letting you rub the bald slut!"

Wang Yanguo naturally could not stand by death and refused to save him. Bai Ze was also his mount and a symbol of his identity, so he righteously asked Nuwa Niangniang.

"Empress, I have to go back to my master's side and stay there."

Bai Ze also took the opportunity to make a request to Nuwa.

"Oh!"

"mean!"

Nuwa glanced at Wang Yinguo and snorted.

She did not stop Bai Ze from returning, obviously not the kind of saint who was chaotic.

After Bai Ze escaped back, he hid behind Wang Yinguo and refused to show his head again.

Suddenly, layers of Taoist rhyme appeared in Zixiao Palace, blocking the surroundings tightly.

Everyone cheered up and listened to the Taoist ancestor's lecture.

An obscure Taoist rhyme flowed in the hearts of everyone, and clearly conveyed the meaning of the Taoist ancestor saint to the hearts of every person who was on the scene.

"Cultivate quarries to repair the sky?"

"What, is this matter not done yet?"

After looking at the mysterious saint of the Taoist Ancestor, and then at the relaxed Nuwa, Wang Yinu recalled the message from the saint of the Taoist Ancestor that he had just received, and couldn't help but frown.

If the major task of repairing the sky has not been completed yet, how could Nuwa come to Zixiao Palace?
Chapter completed!