"You knew from the beginning that I would suddenly attack?"

When Bi Ren saw the wood wither suddenly appeared above his master and apprentice's head, his eyes shrank and murmured: "Nezha!"

She knew where the gods Chen Yuan invited came from and how capable they were. She restrained her divine power and returned to her side to guard her.

"It's not that I knew it from the beginning." Chen Yuan shook his finger, "but he has always been guarded against you. In my later words, the hearts of those who can kill their partners will always be dirty. How could it be that you have changed your mind just because of a word or two of you, so he kept his hands on waiting for you to show bad intentions."

After saying that, Chen Yuan's face turned right. A master gave him magic power, so he no longer worried about being backfired by excessive use of magic. His hands immediately formed a magic trick.

"Please beg me, the great god of the Three Altars Sea Meeting."

The moment the word "God" fell, Bi Ren suddenly let out a harsh scream. While trying to disturb Chen Yuan's magic trick, divine light burst out from all over his body and rushed directly. The next moment, it seemed that he had hit something, and was bounced back, stumbled and retreated a few steps.

The divine light dimmed. In the eyes, the withered wood floating above Chen Yuan's head suddenly moved, with golden light shining everywhere, then returned to the cage, turning into a faint halo, wrapping a curled sleeping child like an eggshell, slowly waking up from his sleep, stretching his limbs, yawning, rubbing his sleepy eyes, his tender voice had a lazy and unwaking tone.

"I am Nezha...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Chen Yuan's mouth twitched. He probably knew what Nezha's personality was. He didn't expect that he had such a lazy side. When other gods came out, they were either majestic and invincible; or they showed a strange phenomenon and were so powerful... At present, the third prince, Chen Yuan was a little suspicious that he had asked the wrong god.

Yin Xuanling, the fat Taoist, the monk Zhenhai, the old Niu, and the Duma there were also stunned. They looked at Chen Yuan subconsciously, and then looked up at the child who was yawning and floating cross-legged in the air.

I don't understand why I invited a child out.

The fat Taoist came over and asked in a low voice:

"Boss, did you ask the wrong person? Or is this child yours?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a stone was hit on his head. He saw a half-grown child floating in the air holding his white little arms and bulging his cheeks, looking fiercely.

"Fat guy, who are you talking about? Be careful I'll beat you up."

"Oh, I know, I know." The fat Taoist hugged his head and quickly stepped back, his mouth dripping like a dripping mouth: "I'm a small man, and I have a big temper..."

When the little man glared at him, Bi Ren suddenly raised his hand, and the towering stone pillar burst open and collapsed towards the child in the air in an instant.

He turned around and flew to the top of the sacred mountain in the distance. The temple contains various treasures that have been collected for a long time, and naturally there are magic weapons to temporarily restore divine power.

In the smoke and dust, a fire light rushed away the surrounding gravel and dust. Everyone saw the fire light fading away. They were a pair of tender feet that were not afraid of the child on the flame wheel. They extended up, with red silk fairy belt floating, water lotus dragon and tiger patterns, green onion-white little arms with a circle of golden rings, handsome face and pink brows.

The little hand grabbed it down, and there was a burning red tassel spear in his hand, but the sound was a slight and slight silence.

"I dare to make this prince look dirty and I will give you a discount later!"

The moment the Red Immortal Belt wrapped around his arms and floated behind him, the steamer under the child's feet turned buzzing, and disappeared from everyone with his small body, leaving only a red light remaining from the flames.

"Fellow Taoist, this child is also a god?" Monk Zhenhai was a little worried.

The fat Taoist saw the child flying away in the blink of an eye, and then he dared to lean over: "Yes, it's a bit inappropriate for a child to go to every family. Why do you have to use him if you tell me, where can we put the faces of our men?"

"He is older than we add up, and he is even a child in every family."

Chen Yuan smiled and looked at the direction of Nezha's disappearance, not worried, "Also, it's not what I want to call him out, but I have to come over. Have you heard of the story I told, there is a Tota Heavenly King?"

Zhenhai, Yin Xuanling, the fat Taoist nodded.

"I heard that I am the marshal who holds a pagoda in his hand and commands 100,000 heavenly soldiers. I know it's very powerful when I hear the name."

"It's the father of this child." Seeing everyone stunned for a moment, Chen Yuan continued: "His father may not be able to beat this child."

The fat Taoist shivered for a moment, remembering the little god named Nezha glaring at him just now, and his heart was filled with an uproar.

"Boss, can he hold a grudge?"

"I don't know, but as a child, there are no ones who don't hold grudges."

Well……

The fat Taoist was speechless for a moment and hurriedly ran to the side, squatted on the ground and flipped up the yellow cloth bag to see if there was anything for the child to play with. If you want to tease him if you get a grudge, it would be better if there is a gift to give him?

While talking here.

Bi Ren flew along the winding mountains below. After leaving the range of the stone pillar, his divine power began to decrease greatly. He looked back and saw that Nezha did not catch up. He quickly descended to the nearby mountain and rested for a while.

She had no choice but to put down the diamond-shaped stone pillar. She could only wait for death. It would be better to put down the stone pillar and fight for the opportunity to escape.

It seems that the opportunity has been won.

Bi Ren exhaled, feeling that the divine power in his body had reached the verge of exhaustion, and did not dare to wait too long. He held the rock and used some divine power to speed up his journey to approach the temple quickly.

"It probably didn't catch up...that little guy might have lost his temper with Chen Yuan and the others."

As soon as the murmuring fell, the rock covered the right side of the view, a black shadow suddenly appeared on the rock, poking out a white and handsome little face, pulling down the eyelids, spitting out the stone, just "Wow!

"I screamed at her."

Bi Ren instinctively leaned back, obviously scared by Nezha who suddenly appeared, and gritted his teeth: "Little Nezha, you were also my minister of the Shang Dynasty back then. Even if your father comes here today, he will be polite to me. If you are disrespectful to me, be careful to go back, your father will slap you in the butt."

Nezha tilted his little head, chuckled with a sneer, turned to the rock and squatted down, and picked his chin at Bi Ren.

"He is him, I am me, so I am not afraid of him, hum!"

The little man's eyes dripped in his socket and turned his fingers to the woman below.

"But you are going to be miserable. Everyone above said that you are bad and you want to spank!"

The squatting small body suddenly disappeared from the rock. When it appeared, it was already behind Bi Ren. The fire-tip spear swept away and swept it on Bi Ren's buttocks, and it was a crisp "pop".

The woman shook instinctively, and when the second shot came, she jumped on the spot, covered her butt and turned around, her beautiful face turned red.

"Enough!"

She roared loudly, and as soon as the sound fell, Nezha rushed over, grabbed her hair, and hit the big rock next to her with a bang. Fragments splashed and smoke filled the dust.

Nezha stood aside, patted the dust on his hands, and snorted coldly.

"This is the revenge you gave me the dust just now!"
Chapter completed!