...

"Squeak~" The little ferret, which was still marten-shaped, was buried in Wang Yan's arms with shame, and a squeaking sound started. Then he jumped into the old ferret's arms, with her cute eyes full of reluctance.

"Woooo~ Good boy, grandpa loves you for nothing, grandpa is so reluctant to leave you." The old ferret hugged the little ferret, with drooping beard and tears in his eyes, "But since you are already married, you can't be as willful as before. Being a wife must look like a wife. You have to serve your husband, respect your parents-in-law, and take charge of the harem."

etc!

Wang Yan was shocked and still had a drop of cold sweat. The words in the old ferret were quite decent. But what the hell is that the harem is in charge?

"Zhizhi~" the little ferret nodded seriously and said, "Zhizhi." Then he looked reluctant to leave.

"Okay, okay, I am also concerned about the red tape. You, just live well with your elder brother. Woo~ I am not sad, I am happy for you."

Wang Yan looked at the ferrets with a dumbfounded look. Hey, you haven’t asked me for my opinion yet? This marriage is so inexplicable. I haven’t brushed my teeth yet...

"Squeak~" The little ferret jumped into Wang Yan's arms again, and looked at Wang Yan with a gentle and happy look, looking like he was married with a chicken and a dog to accept his fate.

"Xiao Yan, take Xiaoxue with you, go!" The old ferret turned around with his hands behind his back, and his shoulders swayed slightly.

Wang Yan saw that the old ferret's back was filled with desolation. The words of regret brewing in his belly were unable to say for a while. He had to hold the little ferret and stay away from this place of failure for the time being.

"Then, let's go first?"

"..." The old ferret waved his hand with his back.

Wang Yan left without saying a word.

Soon, he left the old ferret's nest. Standing outside the canyon, his back was covered in cold sweat. This trip to the snow-capped mountains was really thrilling and ups and downs.

"Squeak~" The little ferret snuggled in Wang Yan's arms, looking a little happy.

Wang Yan was a little confused. How did you explain to your parents this time? He said that he married a little ferret as his wife... This little ferret will transform into a five or six-year-old luoli?

Wang Yan had already predicted that the mother who was waiting for her grandson would fight with her desperately with a kitchen knife.

“Geeh~”

A series of charming laughter sounded, and the succubus dressed in O-Oh jumped off the cliff, landed gracefully, covered his mouth and laughed: "Congratulations to the master for his wedding."

"Uh... you didn't give me less ecstasy soup yesterday." Wang Yan touched his nose and said with a wry smile, "I honestly explain, is it any benefit to Xiaoxue?"

"Zhizhi~" Xiaoxue immediately put her waist on her waist. Zhizhi denied it, holding her fat chin, saying that it was because she had a good eye and knew that Xiaoxue was good!

"Mei'er is an affiliation to the master, so he naturally considers the master everywhere. Xiaoxue's mother is gentle and dignified, virtuous and kind, and Mei'er also likes her very much." The succubus looked innocent and pitiful.

OK OK OK!

Wang Yan knew that such a thing happened, so he couldn't blame others for it. Anyway, the little ferret is still young now, so he should just treat this marriage as a matter of life.

As for the future, let’s talk about it later.

Just as Wang Yan was about to go down the mountain, the satellite phone trembled slightly. Wang Yan answered and said the word "Hi"! But he heard a hurried English from the opposite side: "Handsome guy Yan, something happened to us, save..."

The voice came to an abrupt end!

This voice was the beautiful president. Wang Yan's face sternly, and a pair of demonic wings opened up in an uproar on his back. He hugged the little ferret and soared into the sky.

At the same time, Wang Yan quickly called: "Xiao Hei, help me check the coordinates of the person I called just now."

"Received!" Xiao Hei, who was on the other end of the phone, typing the keyboard and then quickly sent the coordinates to Wang Yan's phone.

After determining the coordinates, Wang Yan swooped down like a big bird.

...

Just then.

In a mountain valley, there are towering cliff walls on both sides, and ice radials are like building beams, forming a private garden-like area.

The members of the female mountaineering team that Wang Yan was familiar with fell on the naked rocks, and a stream was winding past them, knocking the stones twitched and twitched.

Around them, there were tents and some bonfire wrecks scattered. Obviously, they were not idle last night, but participated in mountaineering activities and were stationed in this private environment.

The beautiful president in the head was lying on the naked rock with a pale face. The satellite phone was broken into pieces. She looked at the group of people in front of her in horror.

It was a mountaineering team from Japan, with five members equipped very well. But they were not the protagonists of the accident. Last night, all except the old monk in red were present.

The beautiful president was very depressed. They thought it was nothing if they heard of the Utan Buddha Fruit before. It was very valuable. But they could hear that it could delay aging and keep their youth forever, so they couldn't help but feel moved.

Because many of the equipment of the mountaineering team are still under maintenance, they gathered a satellite phone, brought all the equipment and prepared to walk under the nearby mountainside.

Unexpectedly, I was very lucky and found such a semi-closed private place. After discussing, several sisters stayed in this beautiful and private place for a night.

The next day, while Emily was fetching water by the stream, she accidentally discovered a crystal clear fruit tree, with a fruit emitting golden light growing on the fruit tree.

As soon as the fruit was picked, the fruit tree turned into ice water and disappeared without a trace.

Sisters have heard from the American mountaineering team that this is the characteristic of Udum Buddha Fruit. I don’t know where it will appear. Once the fruit is picked, the fruit tree will melt and disappear.

Utan Buddha Fruit!

They actually got this rare fruit. For a moment, they thought they were dreaming and had a beautiful dream. But this beautiful dream quickly turned into a nightmare.

A Japanese mountaineering team suddenly broke into this semi-closed canyon, and accompanied the strange monks. Not only did they snatch their Youtan Buddha Fruit, but they also asked them viciously why they appeared here and who instructed them.

Fortunately, the beautiful president hid a life-saving satellite phone. He quickly communicated with Wang Yan while the enemy was unprepared. However, he had only time to say a word and was trampled on the satellite phone.

Two purple-robed monks and four yellow-robed monks all looked a little unkind. They were communicating with each other in Japanese language.

"Hongzhengzhong Monk, what should we do now? She has notified the people from the China National Fair Bureau." A yellow-robed monk said with a little panic and worriedly. "Do we kill the person first? Then retreat quickly!"

The middle-aged monk named Hongzheng said with a cold face: "What are you panic? If the guy who came last night and the witch he brought with him, why would he be afraid of? With his age, at most he was just a master. With so many of us, what kind of storm can he cause?"

"That's right. We can almost certain now that the ruins of the Buddha Kingdom of Ming King are nearby." Another purple-robed monk said with a slightly serious face, "According to the Great Sun Tathagata Sutra, the great disaster of heaven and earth has recently fallen. In order to deal with the great disaster, a new generation of Buddhists will soon appear in the world to fight against the disaster. What a great thing this is for my Zhenyan Sect. If the teachings can fall into this sect, this sect will become the Mishi Zhen Sect in one fell swoop and become one of the world's top-notch forces."

As soon as the words "The Legend of the Buddha" were released, all the Japanese monks showed a decisive look on their faces. In the Eastern Secret, the "The Legend of the Buddha" had a very high status, and he had another name. It was the King of Moving Ming!

The King of Moving Ming is the leader of the five great kings. He is also called the King of Moving Ming, which is the body of the Great Sun Tathagata's teachings, which can subdue all demons.

It is conceivable that his combat power is so strong that even if he is only a Bodhisattva body, not a Buddha, his combat power is far beyond that of all the Buddhas in the sky.

What glory is it and how important if a new generation of immovable kings descended among them?

They cannot leave. Once they leave, they will alarm the State and African Affairs Bureau, and they will most likely be picked up by China.

The purple-robed monk Hong said solemnly: "My sect has planned for a hundred years to welcome the Buddhist throne body. Now the time has come. Even if we sacrifice our lives, we will do whatever we can. Don't kill these foreign women for now. Keep them for them, and maybe they can use this to threaten that kid."

"Hi!"

Everyone responded with a loud voice.

...

A few minutes later.

Wang Yan held the little ferret and fell from the sky, and the succubus followed closely behind.

"Bang!"

Wang Yan landed on a dark bare rock next to the stream, and there was a clear stream on the left winding. The women in the mountaineering team had been tied up and tied to a few stalagmites at some point.

"Handsome guy Yan, be careful, there are enemies." Emily looked panicked and screamed in a hurry.

"Immortal Sun Tathagata!" Two purple-robed monks sealed the retreat from left and right with their Buddha's name, and their expressions were filled with calmness. "Two donors, we meet again."

"Haha, I thought Emily and the others had encountered a natural disaster." Wang Yan smiled with a relaxed and comfortable look on his face, "It turns out that it is a man-made disaster. Why? Your Japanese Tantric Buddhism has begun to hold women hostage and is preparing to surrender to Tibetan Buddhism and start practicing Huan~ Xi Zen?"

The purple-robed monk Hong's cheek twitched. If it weren't for thinking that this kid and the banshee were not weak, if it weren't for thinking that the other party was a non-bureau of the China Kingdom, he would have slapped him to death long ago.

Why is this boy's mouth so owed? When he heard him talking, he felt like he was rushing through the nameless fire.

Resisting the urge to kill, Monk Hongzheng said: "Little donor, our Dongmi has no intention of being an enemy of the China State. As long as you obediently and cooperate with us, I guarantee that you will be unscathed."

Wang Yan held his chin and looked at him with interest. After a few seconds, he laughed and said, "Monkey, I actually don't want to fight. Let's do this. As long as you are willing to surrender obediently, I guarantee you will get the prisoner treatment you deserve. Don't worry, our State Bureau is a reasonable unit, although I personally don't have a good impression of you Japanese monks."

"You!" Monk Hongzheng's face turned red and white, and two words squeezed out from his teeth, "Looking for death!"

"Read!"

A sound of a mantra as thick as a bell sounded, and Hong pinched the magic seal with his forehand, and aura flowed into his body between heaven and earth. In an instant, his purple robe swelled up, and light golden Buddha lights appeared all over his body.

His aura increased sharply, and his whole body was like Yue Feng taking root, and he remained as motionless as a mountain.

"fight!"

Almost at the same time, he pinched an outer lion seal. With the bright golden light, it condensed into a solid diamond hammer, and rushed towards Wang Yan.

The Dongmi Zhenyan Sect majors in various mantras and mantras.

Hongzheng was able to cultivate to the level of monk Zheng in the purple robe, so he was naturally extraordinary and could be regarded as the first level of the master.

Wang Yan's eyes were slightly solemn.

The great man said it well, he should despise the enemy strategically, but he should pay attention to the enemy tactical. How could the Japanese Zhenyan Sect be able to prosper and prosper until now during the Tang Dynasty?

The Buddha's light diamond hammer was covered with a sharp and domineering power of heaven and earth, as if it could destroy everything between heaven and earth.

"What a mantra."

Wang Yan pulled out his natal warhammer with his backhand, lifted a pure Yang true fire and fought back, with heavy hammer shadows and sharp roars.

Wherever the warhammer passed, the air made a dull bursting sound, as if the world had changed color.

"Dong~"
To be continued...