vrcanaries Chapter 322 Zhao Gongming, My Man
Chapter 322 Zhao Gongming, My Man
Yang Jiao let out a broken laugh, which she quickly stopped herself.
He took several deep breaths to suppress the smile on his face and said seriously:
"Yeah, you just want to give it a try."
"Well, I just wanted to give it a try."
After Nezha finished speaking, he still didn't dare to look at Yang Jiao's expression, and only lowered his eyes to continue the conversation.
If it weren't for his clenched fists, he would have truly appeared indifferent.
Yang Jiao understood.
For Nezha, not being able to grow tall was a huge blow to his heart.
She silently thought that she must find a way to make Nezha grow up in the future, but said aloud:
"I'll let you taste it next time the milk comes in, but don't tell anyone."
Nezha then got up.
He waved his sleeve and nodded solemnly:
"Yes, especially, we can't tell Yang Jian."
Having said that, he looked up, noticing the fleeting smile in Yang Jiao's eyes, and said urgently:
"It's not because I'm afraid he'll laugh at me. After all, Yang Jian has loved drinking milk since he was little, and I'm afraid he'll take it from me."
"Yes, I know."
Nezha felt that Yang Jiao's tone of "I know" was very strange. He could not maintain it any longer, so he got up and flew down to meet the magical power that Zhao Gongming and Randeng Daoren were attacking.
I feel so suffocated!
It felt like Yang Jiao was treating him like a child, coaxing him.
He kicked a huge rock as soon as he landed.
This prompted the Taiyi Zhenren to turn around abruptly and ask with concern:
"What's wrong? What's wrong?"
At this moment, Nezha was torn by his inner turmoil. He saw Taiyi Zhenren and Yuding Zhenren beside him, walked up to them, jumped between them, hooked his arms around their necks, and pulled them down.
He roughly ruffled and twisted their hair with both hands, venting his frustration:
"You two remembered to sculpt extra heads and hands, but why didn't you sculpt long legs for me?!"
Recalling his master's smug look at his three heads and Uncle Yu Ding's proud expression as he held up his eight hands, Nezha felt a deep sense of regret!
If only I had known this would happen, I would have sculpted it higher back then, before the mud dried.
……
intermediate.
The Taoist Ran Deng's eyes sharpened, and he chanted an incantation. One hundred and eight prayer beads floated around him. Then, he suddenly flipped his hand, and the prayer beads rushed towards Zhao Gongming like a thousand pounds of pressure.
Not to mention Zhao Gongming, even the people standing on both sides could feel an indescribable sense of oppression emanating from him.
At this moment, Zhao Gongming exuded an imposing aura that made people anxious. He gathered his magical power, and complex golden light appeared around him, forming a barrier that kept the prayer beads a foot away.
The winds and clouds in the sky were stirred up by their battle of divine powers.
Zhao Gongming was startled, and the golden light dissipated as the prayer beads fell to the ground.
Before they even landed, Daoist Ran Deng waved his bare hand, and they all flew back into his hand.
Then, the two locked eyes and flew off their mounts, their movements intertwined and crisscrossing.
Like two giant peaks colliding.
Even though Yang Jiao was in a perfect position, she couldn't see the two people's unusually agile figures clearly.
Even Mosquito Taoist was dazzled by this battle of unfathomable skill.
All that could be heard was Lu Ya Daoist repeatedly asking:
"Are you done talking? Can you let me go now?"
"Nezha is gone, let go now."
"Are you going to let go or not? Don't force me to hit you when I can use my magic."
With another sudden attack, he unleashed dozens of supernatural powers in the blink of an eye. At that moment, a Qiankun Ruler instantly appeared in the hand of the Burning Lamp Taoist.
With a wave of his hand, he tossed the ruler, which instantly covered the entire Qishan Mountain, pressing down on Zhao Gongming.
But then!
Zhao Gongming's expression changed, and he thought to himself:
"Luckily, Yang Jiao told me to prepare in advance! Otherwise, I would have really suffered from Ran Deng's trick today."
Suddenly, a pair of golden scissors appeared in his hand!
Once unleashed, they transformed into two dragons soaring through the clouds and bringing rain, their bellies pressed tightly together, with only their heads and tails separated.
The two dragon heads intertwined, like a pair of scissors opening and closing, chasing after the Taoist Ran Deng.
His face turned pale with shock, and he exclaimed:
"Golden Dragon Scissors! You've taken the Three Immortals' treasures too!"
After saying that, Daoist Ran Deng put away the Qiankun Ruler and flew away in a different direction. His mount, the sika deer, was not so lucky. Faced with the fierce magic weapon that seemed capable of tearing everything apart, it could not escape.
No matter how fast it ran, it was cut in half in less than three breaths.
Mosquito Taoist looked on with great regret, and sadly removed his hand from Lu Ya Taoist's ear, saying regretfully:
“It’s a divine deer, a divine deer.”
Then he smacked his lips, feeling like he'd missed a bottle.
Lu Ya Daoist, who was suddenly able to hear the sound, felt a ringing in his ears.
After a long silence, the sudden release was accompanied by a thunderous roar and a low growl from the dragon.
"Mosquito Taoist, you really are not human."
Why do monsters make things difficult for each other?
The Taoist Ran Deng flew out of Qishan, and Zhao Gongming, holding the Golden Dragon Scissors, gave chase.
Chen Jiugong and Yao Shaosi, sitting at the lower end, exchanged a glance and hurriedly followed their master.
Guang Chengzi and the others were also in a hurry to go, but as soon as they emerged from the clouds, they saw the Jie Sect's side about to advance with swords drawn, so they had to give up.
Immediately assign someone to help:
"Nezha, Yang Jian, hurry! You two have high cultivation levels, go and take a look."
They bowed and accepted the order.
Just as I ascended into the clouds, I felt as if a great threat lay ahead in the thick fog.
A faint outline can still be seen.
Yang Jian was about to thrust his spear at him immediately.
"Get out of the way, you charlatan!"
Yang Jiao was hiding well when suddenly her younger brother's three-pointed double-edged sword came stabbing at her. Fortunately, she reacted quickly, dodging to the side and then stomping hard on the blade of the sword.
The three-headed dragon sensed the presence on its face and quickly relayed a message to Yang Jian:
"Master, it's Master's older sister!"
Yang Jian froze instantly.
Seeing his hesitation, Nezha cursed under his breath and was about to throw the Universe Ring in his hand when he felt a gust of wind behind him as he passed by Yang Jian.
Then his body tilted to the side, and all that could be seen was a footprint on his waist.
He grinned at Yang Jian and thrust his fire-tipped spear at him:
"Are you looking to die?"
He helped him, and then he attacked him!
Before Nezha and Yang Jian could clash, the figure that was vaguely stepping out from the three-pointed double-edged sword gradually became clear.
Yang Jiao stepped out of the thick fog, using the hilt of the knife as a foothold.
Nezha: "...Thank goodness I didn't manage to throw it. Yang Jian, you kicked just in time."
Just finished,
Yang Jiao walked up with a sullen face.
The three-pointed, double-edged sword had one end in the clouds and the other in Yang Jian's hand, making it look as if Yang Jian was lifting her up with one hand.
Yang Jiao squatted down to be at eye level with Yang Jian, clicked her tongue, and then tapped his head a few times with her fingers:
"You almost had two older sisters."
If Yang Jiao hadn't reacted quickly, she would be in two pieces by now!
Then his gaze turned cold as he looked at the two people with their heads bowed as if they had made a mistake, and he said in a deep voice:
"You are not allowed to go."
"Zhao Gongming is my man."