The mountain god took Sun Wukong to a valley full of peach trees.

There was clouds and mist here, and gusts of warm wind blew by regularly, as if the valley was breathing.

"No, it's the dragon's breath."

Sun Wukong took a closer look: "Two dragons... it turned out to be two dragons."

In front of him, a giant dragon with only two heads, one green and one white, was hidden in the fog, sleeping with her eyes closed.

The appearance of a strange aura made the dragon's green head open their eyes: "Fang Shan, who are they?"

He glanced at the giant turtle with disgust, and then looked at Sun Wukong with caution.

The aura that came from Sun Wukong was mysterious and vast, causing it to feel a little nervous.

"Minghe, this is the best immortal from the outside world. He wants a few peaches."

The mountain god said.

Before he could finish speaking, Qingtou was furious: "No!"

The peach trees here are their lifeblood.

"The peaches belong to us, and no one is given."

Qingtou said.

Another white-headed man also woke up: "Are there any uninvited guests?"

The two dragons completely woke up from their sleep, their bodies circling in the fog, and their heads looked over.

"You two, don't be impatient."

The mountain god bowed and said again: "You have hidden the peach tree for tens of thousands of years. The trees will definitely have fruitful results. What will the impact of a few of them?"

"no!"

Baitou opened his mouth: "No one will give us our peaches, get out of here!"

It squirted in the direction of Sun Wukong, and the cold air suddenly spread forward, the ice wind howled, and everywhere it went, the mountains and forests were frozen into ice sculptures.

Sun Wukong did not move anyway, and a circle of flames bloomed from his feet, wrapping the mountain god and the giant turtle in it, isolating it from the cold air, without any impact.

Sun Wukong took a step forward: "How can I give me a peach?"

"Nothing can do."

Baitou laughed and said, "Unless you can beat us, there will be no talk."

“It’s simple.”

Sun Wukong reached out and grabbed it.

Before the dragon could react, he saw that there was a long metal rod in Sun Wukong's hand, which was as high as ten thousand feet.

"God of immortality."

Qingtou and his legs became weak and he knelt on the ground.

"It's really a waste of time."

Baitou was furious and looked up at Sun Wukong: "You want a few, go get them yourself!"

It was frightened to death: Good, if this stick was smashed down, wouldn’t we brothers be smashed into bean paste?

"Please take the lead."

The mountain god said while being surprised by Sun Wukong's power.

Qinglong glanced at him: "You are the mountain god, don't you know the way?"

The mountain god shook his head: "I don't know which tree it is."

"snort."

Baitou suddenly snorted coldly: "You don't know which tree it is, do we know?"

Not only are the mountain gods, but the two dragons planted too many trees, and they also forgot which one is the peach.

"It's okay."

Sun Wukong let go of the double-headed dragon: "Take me over."

"Please, Immortal."

The two dragons returned to normal and were about to take Sun Wukong and the others in, they took another look at the giant turtle.

"This big man seems to have a strange smell in his mouth."

Qingtou said, "Why are you a little familiar with it..."

The giant turtle wanted to speak but stopped.

"Ah, by the way!"

Qingtou remembered: "Last year's Mountain God's Birthday Banquet, Bailong, you also have this smell in your mouth, that's..."

"Enough!"

Baitou interrupted him: "Let it stay here!"

The giant turtle looked at the white hair with a sympathy, and then stayed.

Sun Wukong followed two dragons into the Taoyuan. The peach trees in the Taoyuan were lush and verdant, with various shapes, and the branches were covered with white and red peaches.

"Pantao Garden is more beautiful than here."

Sun Wukong couldn't help but think.

A trace of homesickness surged into his heart, and he temporarily suppressed it.

After searching for a long time, he stopped beside a peach tree with a grass skirt.

"Whose grass skirt is this?"

Sun Wukong asked.

Baitou glanced at it and said, "I can't surround you, it's not mine."

Qingtou immediately replied: "It should be the witches who are in charge of Taoyuan who are weaving to play."

"I don't think it's like."

Sun Wukong looked up and said that the peach tree was covered with crystal round peaches, as if it could drip water with just a pinch.

"It should be this one."

He said.

"impossible."

The two-headed dragon shook its head: "We remember to plant it by the river, not here."

At this moment, a burst of laughter rang out in the sky.

"Minghe, I, Fuxi, are here to send a wedding invitation!"

The sound made the dragon tremble all over.

"Oh no, that disaster star is here!"

"How could he show up here?"

The two heads were in a panic. In a panic, the peach tree in front of them suddenly took action.

It jumped up from the ground, picked up the grass skirt with branches, quickly surrounded it around its waist, shook its legs a few times, and ran away.

"This...this..."

The two-headed dragon was stunned immediately.

"It's really this tree."

The mountain god said and squatted down. When the peach tree ran away just now, more than a dozen peaches fell down.

“Just.”

He wanted to pick up the peaches.

However, the peach that fell to the ground felt danger and immediately rolled around for a few times, suddenly grew legs and ran away.

"Mom, wait for us!"

They chased the peach tree.

Everyone was shocked.

"You idiot!"

Immediately afterwards, Qinglong roared at Bailong: "I have said that the peaches are ripe for a long time and you can't eat them. You can't even eat them for so long, even the peaches have become energetic!"

"Aren't you reluctant to eat?"

Bailong's fight back was not to be outdone.
To be continued...