At the mouth of Guanjiang River, "Yang Jian" was still sitting by the river. In front of him, the woman was still washing clothes.?

The stream slapped on the pebbles, and from time to time, splashing water from there, and the sound of slapped women washing clothes became a unique tune.

Lou Menghan, even she herself can't remember when, since then, she will come here to do laundry every morning.

Even if there are no dirty clothes at home, she will still take out some old clothes.

Just to give yourself a reason to come to the riverside.

Because she knew that as long as she came to the riverside to wash clothes, a man would appear, and he would look at him silently behind her.

Say nothing, do nothing.

I don’t know his name, what he does, and I don’t know where he comes from and where he lives.

But, is that important?

The touch of the heart can't be suppressed.

Lou Menghan stopped at this moment, and wiped the water droplets splashed on her forehead. Her face turned slightly red because today... she wanted to ask him a question.

Ask a question that I have been plucking up the courage countless times in the past, but never spoke.

Your name...!

There is no sound of slapping clothes, only the sound of the flowing stream.

‘Yang Jian’, still looking at the sky, frowned.

The golden light in the sky has disappeared at this time...

"It seems he's completely back..."

"Yang Jian" muttered to himself, and the one he said was naturally Yan Feng.

At this moment, Lou Menghan walked in front of him.

"I…"

He lowered his head and his face turned slightly red.

‘Yang Jian’ was stunned… she looked at the woman in front of her and was even a little confused!

My wife can’t handle the debt of love!

"What’s wrong with you?"

Sun Wukong secretly calmed down, imitating Yang Jian's pretentious aura and spoke.

Unexpectedly, Sun Wukong said something.

Lou Menghan's face turned redder and she was so embarrassed that she couldn't speak.

"I...I want..."

Lou Menghan took a deep breath, clasped his hands tightly together, and pinched them intertwinedly. He wanted to raise his head, but he lowered his head in an instant.

"Are you uncomfortable?"

Sun Wukong was slightly stunned. My old Sun and a stick have lived for tens of thousands of years, and I really don’t understand what a woman is.

Just say something, what does this ink mark mean?!

"No, no, no..."

Lou Menghan still lowered her head, and the blush had already spread to her neck.

At this moment, suddenly, "Yang Jian"'s eyebrows froze...!

He stood up in an instant, hugged Lou Menghan in his arms, and without saying a word, his figure soared into the sky!

"It's really here!"

There was a fire in Sun Wukong's eyes!

There were dozens of figures flying in the clouds and fog behind him, looming in the clouds and fog!

At this moment, Lou Menghan in Sun Wukong's arms was already shocked. Looking at the tens of feet high under him, the original mountains and rivers were all in his eyes.

She was a mortal, and she had never seen such scenes, especially at a height of tens of thousands of feet. She was so scared that she didn't dare to open her eyes.

He opened a thin slit slightly and looked at the "Yang Jian" who was holding him. For a moment, he didn't know what to do.

I thought to myself...who is he!

"Close your eyes and don't think about anything."

"Yang Jian" was exactly Sun Wukong. He slapped his hand on Lou Menghan's forehead, and Lou Menghan suddenly fell asleep.

At this moment, the figure of "Yang Jian" condensed in the air.

Turning around in an instant, the moment he turned around, Yang Jian's appearance disappeared, and Sun Wukong appeared!

The golden fire circled around the body, wearing a golden and red battle robe.

In the meantime, the dozens of people chasing him changed their expressions, because behind them, a stick had fallen down!

boom!

The void shook under the golden cudgel. Sun Wukong's figure flashed, and his figure passed by the dozens of people. The golden cudgel turned into a high place in his hand.

Without the slightest love to fight, Sun Wukong ran away!

After all, he still has Lou Menghan in his hand. If he takes action seriously, he will probably hurt the girl.

A mortal, even a little aftermath in such a battle is enough to make his soul scatter!

Sun Wukong doesn't want this. If something happens to this woman, will the skinny dog ​​come back? Will you live this life?

Sun Wukong was running, while the people behind him were chasing him.

"It seems that the last moment will come soon."

Sun Wukong glanced behind him. The dozens of people had reached the seventh level of the holy realm, and they were from the two families of Taoism and Buddhism.

Sun Wukong has also seen the true souls of these people in the Forget-Donkey Realm.

"The timing should be almost done!"

There is a fighting spirit in Sun Wukong's eyes!

When he throws away these three people, he will find one person, who... is called the Supreme Lord!

In Sun Wukong's mind, there is the clearest distribution of personnel in the three realms at this time. Who are alien races and who are not, they can't escape Sun Wukong's eyes!

By then, it will be the Three Realms and the Other Races!

When you are completely flipped!

A war called protecting the Three Realms is about to begin!

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In the shadow world, in that mountain, Han Tian sat cross-legged on a tripod. This is the Divine Fallen Cauldron!

From this tripod, there is endless purple aura, either turning into a long dragon or a lion, and all kinds of monsters hovering around its body.

There are constant roars coming out!

And under the tripod is the dazzling purple lake, with countless people wearing purple robes standing around the lake and letting their blood fall into the lake.

Han Tian showed a smile at the corner of his mouth at this moment.

His eyes slowly opened.

"Come out when you come, I'm the most annoying to those who are stingy."

Han Tian spoke lightly to the void in front of him.

At this moment, a man slowly stepped out of the void, thirty feet in front of him.

The visitor was wearing a brocade dress, thick eyebrows and big eyes, but with a sense of coldness!

The childishness of the day was no longer visible on my face!

This is the supreme Qin family, Qin Yu!

"It's you?"

When Han Tian saw Qin Yu appear, he obviously recognized him and his face was a little surprised. After all, Qin Yu was just a guy with a low cultivation level that day.

That time, if Qin Yu's father hadn't arrived at the shadow world in time, he would have died long ago.

"Yes, it's me."

Qin Yu's tone was cold, and he sensed the powerful aura that surged from Han Tian's body, but there was no other expression except frowning.

In his opinion, Han Tian was indeed very strong, but he was not as strong as he was unmatched.

What's more, in his body, the clan fruit is still continuing to merge with his bloodline.

After the complete fusion, even Han Tian himself could not predict how strong he would be if he used his divine body to transform himself!

"What's wrong with you?"

Han Tian slowly stood up, with a hint of interest in his eyes.
Chapter completed!