inspire-indiana Chapter 367 Deng Chanyu: How old are you?
Chapter 367 Deng Chanyu: How old are you?
"what happened?"
"What kind of reaction is that? Isn't it cool?"
Nezha has quickly accepted his grown taller and more handsome appearance.
This is just a show-off segment.
Logically, there should have been applause.
"Master?"
Taiyi Zhenren looked up at the sky and thought, "Wow, the sunrise is so beautiful."
"Yang Jiao?"
Yang Jiao looked down at her shoes. Hmm, the pattern is quite nice.
Enjoy it a little longer.
"Master Yu Ding?"
Master Yu Ding picked up his whisk and carefully picked out the loose hairs on it, smoothing them out one by one.
"Mosquito?"
Mosquito Taoist gave a blank "hmm," then suddenly cried out in surprise:
"Mosquito milk!"
Helpless, she picked up the milk bucket and held it to the side, feeling sorry for the baby.
Something's wrong! Something's very wrong!
Nezha glanced around at the group of people, a bad feeling rising in his heart, and then he lowered his head to look at the Dao reflection on the water.
At this moment, Taiyi Zhenren finally moved.
It pounced on them.
The water in the pool was stirred up, creating shimmering waves and distorting the reflections of the Dao.
Nezha tilted his head again and asked in confusion, "Hmm?"
Subsequently,
Suddenly, a pair of large, warm hands pressed down on him.
Nezha rolled his eyes.
Resigned to his fate, he was pulled back into the water by Taiyi Zhenren.
"Nezha, don't move. You can still be saved. Your master has experience."
After saying that, he continued to smear mud on the other two heads and six hands.
Apply a thin layer.
The dosage is just right.
The timing was precise; three breaths later, she scooped up water to wash herself.
This time, hard work paid off.
When the sun climbed to the mountain peak and became a full circle, Nezha's head was the same size and his arms were the same length.
Three heads and eight arms stood above the pool, dressed in fiery red Hun Tian Ling (a type of magical ribbon).
"My disciple is so handsome, even three heads wouldn't be enough to see him."
Upon hearing Taiyi Zhenren's words, Nezha's brows relaxed slightly, and then a faint, enigmatic smile appeared on his face, sending chills down one's spine.
He knew that this time he had truly grown up.
Mosquito Taoist, holding the milk bucket, cried out with heartache:
"Yang Jiao, the mosquitoes have missed out on another gourd of milk!"
It's all Nezha's fault.
And what about Bai Ze? Has he gotten lost in the West? He hasn't found the lotus platform yet after so long. It's so easy to find; you can spot it just by smelling the scent.
When will he be able to find the lotus platform and return to Beiju Luzhou to compensate the mosquitoes for the demon beasts?
It's all milk, it's all milk.
"Hahaha."
Laughter filled the Divine Beast Garden.
Nezha's eyes flashed, eager to go and show off to everyone right now!
Just when I was worried about not finding an opportunity to show off,
War drums sounded from the north of Qishan.
The drumbeats were tense and urgent, inspiring the army to bravely advance.
Nezha suppressed the urge to smile and said with a serious expression:
"Yes, it's time to meet the enemy."
It retracted its three heads and eight arms after transformation, and then that red figure soared into the sky!
North of Qishan.
Deng Jiugong's army was closing in, and he had to wipe out the Xiqi rebels before Shen Gongbao returned in order to save Deng Chanyu.
Time is tight.
He mustered his troops and attacked the city.
Ten miles away from the army's assault, Deng Chanyu stood on the mountaintop, conflicted.
She was a vanguard officer of the Great Shang Dynasty, but she deserted because of this incident!
Even though he had already decided not to turn back, he still rode his horse at full speed the moment he heard the war drums.
She hesitated, wondering whether she should go.
Just as Deng Chanyu was distracted, a patch of land under the horse's belly bulged up.
Suddenly, a short man with an ashen face appeared, reaching out a hand towards Deng Chanyu.
A sixth sense prompted her to look down. When she caught a glimpse of that hand out of the corner of her eye, Deng Chanyu jerked her foot away, immediately dismounted, and looked at Tu Xingsun with a mocking expression, saying:
"You dare show your face again!?"
"Aren't you scared yet?"
With half of his body numb, Tu Xingsun lay in that mountain hollow all night, not knowing what kind of magic weapon the attacker had used, as even his master Ju Liusun's healing pills were useless.
When he is injured, he only needs to take one pill, and it will take effect immediately.
But last night, Tu Xingsun ate a whole bottle!
It wasn't until this moment, after adjusting my breathing, that I could feel the presence of my left hand again.
A hint of savagery flashed across his sinister face:
"Today, I'll see who else can save you!?"
Once we win over Deng Chanyu and make it a fait accompli, I'm sure she'll obey us!
Tu Xingsun made up his mind and then disappeared underground.
Unable to find his trail, Deng Chanyu haphazardly poked at the ground with her spear, kicking up sand and gravel that covered her.
She harbored an unspeakable fear of Tu Xingsun.
He became frantic and agitated.
The more chaotic and disorganized she seemed, the more smug Tu Xingsun laughed from the ground.
His cold voice came from underground:
"Deng Chanyu, today I will teach you how to be a good wife."
The words were spoken.
He suddenly appeared from the other side, right behind Deng Chanyu!
Tu Xingsun stretched out his hand and then unleashed a palm strike.
Bang!
Already thrown into disarray, Deng Chanyu was struck in the back by this sudden attack, spitting out a mouthful of blood and staggering as she fell to the ground.
Tu Xingsun used all his strength, and his attack was sure to hit the target, leaving Deng Chanyu unable to even move a finger after she fell to the ground.
She watched with a sense of despair as the short figure drew closer and closer in her line of sight.
"Really, there's no way to escape?"
Deng Chanyu felt utterly hopeless.
"Hahaha, my wife, why are you doing this to yourself? Just listen to me and we'll have a happy marriage. You've resisted for so long, and you've still fallen into my hands, haven't you?"
Tu Xingsun pressed on, squatting down in front of Deng Chanyu and lifting her chin with his fingers.
It forced her to look directly into her own eyes.
He felt even more satisfied when fear appeared in those beautiful eyes.
He pressed harder with his fingers.
He pinched her chin until it left a red mark.
then,
Tu Xingsun leaned down, about to kiss him.
The two small mustaches on his lips had already touched Deng Chanyu's face, and she began to tremble uncontrollably.
Tu Xingsun eagerly pressed his lips to it.
Just as they were about to kiss, a strong aura rushed towards them.
He hurriedly pulled away from the beauty's face, rolling several times to dodge the fiery attack.
Tu Xingsun looked up, panting, and saw a young man with a smile that seemed both mocking and contemptuous.
When the man stood before him, Tu Xingsun felt that he was nothing more than an ant in his eyes.
"Who...who are you?"
Nezha tilted his head, his previous attack was nothing more than a light wave of his hand, and he didn't even disturb his breathing.
But upon hearing Tu Xingsun's question, he was overjoyed.
In just a few days, he really couldn't recognize the person who had beaten him up like a whack-a-mole.
Good thing!
This is enough to prove how much Nezha changed after he grew taller.
He was extremely satisfied.
Tu Xingsun cautiously looked at Nezha, feeling suffocated by the overwhelming aura. Just from that attack just now, he knew that he was no match for the person in front of him.
Could it be that another great general has arrived in Xiqi?
He dared not linger in the fight, so he burrowed into the ground and fled as fast as he could.
Nezha didn't chase after him.
Looking down at Deng Chanyu, he was just turning to leave.
"benefactor!"
Deng Chanyu hurriedly called him to stop.
Nezha paused, not turning around, but tilting his head to wait for what was to come.
Deng Chanyu's eyes were filled with the red color. Any one of the people from Xiqi was a million times better than Tu Xingsun.
But after Yang Jian's experience,
Her first reaction was to blurt out:
"Thank you so much for saving my life. How old are you?"