Chapter 120 Hold back your words and kiss me!

Style: Fantasy Author: doll on whiteWords: 3045Update Time: 24/02/07 13:01:24
At the same time that the Three Realms were shaking, Tang Sanzong also came out from the Jade Emperor, but he was a little unsure.

If the canonization of the true king is because the Jade Emperor saw that he had been quite effective in dividing Buddhism this year, he began to be optimistic about his plan.

He also provided an idea for this project that would bring about both money-making and missionary work, and used soft words to appease him.

But there is no need to pass the message to the saint, listen to the tune but not the announcement, and enjoy the incense below, which is unpredictable.

This kind of treatment is quite explosive in the entire Three Realms. Only Erlang Shen, who gained great prestige in the Conferring God War and became a saint in his body, and the Jade Emperor's nephew, can get this kind of treatment.

what does that mean?

This means that his treatment is the same as that of Erlang Zhenjun, and he is regarded as a prince. This row does not even include the four emperors.

Hey, wait!

A prince...

Tang Sanbian suddenly realized, could this be the Jade Emperor's tacit consent for him to recruit troops as Jiang Liu?

In front of Erlang's tent, there are six Meishan brothers and 1,200 grass-headed gods.

Only honest people believe that Erlangshen only has 1,200 troops. That is reported to the Heavenly Court, which has a formal establishment. Those who do not have an establishment can freely prove it.

As long as you can afford it.

The entire Guanzhou is the fiefdom of Erlang Shen, and it is certainly not a problem to raise tens of thousands of ordinary troops.

Thinking about Tang San's burial here gave me a headache. It was really hard to talk to these leaders. One sentence was so convoluted that it made people feel like they were falling into the clouds.

It takes half a day to get over it.

That's fine, it will also be convenient to cover for future incidents.

Returning to Zhao Gongming's palace, he saw several people congratulating him at the same time.

"Brother Jiang is indeed highly valued by His Majesty. In the blink of an eye, I have to call you Lord Xuantian!"

"Haha, dear brother, your title as the Holy Lord is much louder than my title, brother!"

"Brother Jiang, congratulations!"

Tang Sanzian rubbed his face and smiled bitterly, "Brothers, please don't make fun of me. Your Majesty just sees that this project is very valuable and insists on canonizing it."

"Come on, don't act like a good boy just because you've got an advantage. You must celebrate today!"

Yu Yuan trembled all over and felt a dull pain in his arm, "Let's make an agreement first, it's okay to celebrate, but no drinking!"

Zhao Gongming asked: "By the way, dear brother, what did your majesty say?"

"His Majesty said that he will coordinate with various clergy departments to use the Zhoutian Star Formation as a transmission base station. He is now convening array masters and weapon refiners from all over the world to come to heaven for consultations."

"If you let me stay here for the next few days, I will bother my brother Gongming!"

"Hey, you and I are strangers when you say this!"

Seeing Yu Yuan looking at him dryly, Tang San smiled and said, "Brother Yu Dao, don't be anxious. Your Majesty and I have recommended you to be the core candidate for the Technical Department."

Yu Yuan was overjoyed and patted Tang San's funeral, this brother can handle it!

Then he said to Li Changgeng: "Brother Li, I guess you will be busy again, and you will be indispensable for all coordination work."

Li Changgeng pretended to smile casually and said: "Brother, I was born to work hard, just to run errands for Your Majesty. This is what I should do."

Several people were chatting happily, but suddenly the temperature in the hall turned cold. Yu Yuan shrank his neck, Li Changgeng touched his eyes, and Zhao Gongming's smile froze.

"you……"

Tang Sanzian turned his back to the door and didn't see anyone coming in. He looked at him with an upright look.

"The Supreme Holy Lord Xuantian, right? He is so majestic, right?"

Ga?

Hearing that familiar demonic sound, Tang Sanzong's neck froze.

"Well, brother Jiang, you talk to my aunt. I suddenly remembered that I am still practicing a magic weapon. See you later."

"Oh, the official document Your Majesty handed over today has not been sent out yet. Look at my memory..." Li Changgeng patted his forehead to cover his eyes.

Bixiao watched coldly as Yu Yuan and Taibai Jinxing fled, but Zhao Gongming was dumbfounded.

This is my home, where am I going?

"Haha, Third Sister is here. Just in time for you and Jiang Liu to have a good chat. I'll go to the Temple of Wealth to see how much budget I can spare."

Giving Tang San a protective look, Zhao Gongming followed Li Changgeng and the others out of the hall.

Good brother, we have all paid a heavy price for your good deeds. It is really unjustifiable for you, the person involved, not to suffer some hardships.

I will prepare elixir to extend your life, so hold on!

There were only two people left in the main hall, and Tang San's burial returned to normal after the initial chaos.

What's so scary, isn't she just a fairy girl?

To be honest, the poor monk specializes in treating all kinds of fairy girls.

"Fairy Bixiao, why are you here? I was just going to tell Brother Gongming to look for you."

When they were left alone, Bixiao couldn't help but panic, "Huh, this is my eldest brother's home. I can come here whenever I want. Isn't it strange?"

"Why were you named the true king again?"

Tang San said with a smile: "Your Majesty said that I was born as a Sanxian and was not worthy of Fairy Bixiao, so he was specially granted the title."

"You're a Sanxian, right? You're specially granted the title, right?" Bixiao was on the verge of breaking out, but Tang Sanbian quickly waved his hand.

"I came up with a way to make money and have fun for Your Majesty, so I specially rewarded you."

"any solution?"

While he was introducing Bixiao, three people in the distance outside the hall simultaneously held up their magic weapons to isolate the atmosphere, and secretly looked here.

"Did I offend Senior Sister at some point, so you took advantage of this and beat me up? Why haven't you beaten Brother Jiang yet?"

"Nonsense, do I still need an excuse to beat you?" Zhao Gongming scolded in a low voice.

Yu Yuan is very wronged!

Small gods also have dignity. The inspection team supervises others every day, but when it comes to themselves, it fails. The bureaucracy in heaven is too serious!

Li Changgeng asked doubtfully: "Old Zhao, do you think Bixiao was deceived by Brother Jiang's rhetoric and was too ruthless to do something serious?"

"Shouldn't...right?"

Zhao Gongming stroked his beard and said, "Based on my understanding of Third Sister, I have caused such a big stir and been granted a marriage by His Majesty. Although I won't regret it, I have to say this."

At this moment, a cry came out, and the three of them cheered up at the same time, with happy faces, "Here we come!"

It was Tang San's voice that came from the palace.

Originally, Bixiao was amused by his few words. When asked how to give her an explanation, Tang San said: "Since the matter has come to this, you think I am not bad at all, so why not just become Taoist couples."

"Don't worry, I will definitely be responsible for you. Besides, that feeling is quite good."

"I can't help but think of that person every moment. I feel the same joy, anger, sorrow and joy. I wish I could be with him all the time."

"As the poem says, the sky is covered with stars and frost, and every inch of blue hair is filled with sorrow for the past. Looking at the way back to Hong Kong, I only envy the mandarin ducks, not the immortals."

Tang Sanzian described the state of being passionately in love. Knowing that she was also a literary and artistic person, he racked his brains and adapted a poem.

Bixiao couldn't help but feel shocked. What Jiang Liu described was exactly what he had experienced recently.

No wonder that ever since then, a smile that deserves to be beaten has always appeared in my heart. It turns out that I have had inexplicable feelings for him for a long time?

Or is it what the eldest sister said, that her red Luan star entered the palace of life, which is a love disaster that she cannot escape?

"I knew you had bad intentions last time."

In the blink of an eye, Bixiao asked again: "Then how can we be considered a Taoist couple?"

This really confused Tang San. This little fairy daughter's cultivation level was frighteningly high, but she was like a blank sheet of paper in this regard.

"How about this?"

Tang Sanzan thought for a moment and said, "Let's start with the most basic ones and cultivate feelings first."

"Then how to cultivate it?"

"Generally, the most basic thing for men and women in love is to express their feelings with mom-and-dah from time to time!"

"Huh? What is that?"

Tang Sanzong scratched his head, "This is a bit hard to describe. Only by experiencing it personally can you know what it feels like."

"Then you teach me?"

"I can teach you, but I'm afraid you'll hit me..."

"Tch, after all, you are a great Luo Immortal, but you are still afraid of being beaten, so you have no future!"

The three people outside the hall burst into tears.

Tang Sanzong gritted his teeth, "This is what you said."

"That's what I said, oh my god, why are you so stubborn?"

"Well, first of all, the two of them stare at each other, then get closer and hug... Oops!"

Tang San buried himself to try the method, ah, no, he used his own example to demonstrate it himself. As soon as he got close to Bixiao, he was kicked far away.

If it weren't for his golden body that had been enhanced with patches, his sternum would have been broken by this kick.

"you're lying……"

"Oh, I'm sorry. You told me in advance. If you don't control your instinctive reaction, come again!"

Looking at Tang San's expression of resentment, Bixiao swore, "I promise to control my legs this time."

"real?"

"real!"

Tang San's burial moved forward again, slowly approaching, a faint fragrance entered his nostrils, and his heart swayed.

Bixiao looked at him, holding back her panic, her body trembling slightly, and then she heard him continue: "Close your eyes now."

Bixiao in his arms closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling violently, and Tang San buried him with a kiss.

"Ouch!"

Flying backwards again, he was seen covering his right eye with tears streaming down his face.

Bixiao kept his word, this time he didn't use his legs, but his fists.

"Ah, are you okay?"

"I was too nervous and couldn't control it, but this feeling seemed fun. Let's try it again."

"I promise to relax this time, so let me put my hands behind my back."

Tang Sanzian covered his panda eyes and shook his head vigorously, "I won't, not even if I beat him to death!"

"Then I'll beat you to death!"

"Don't think I don't know, you can still bite people." Tang Sanzian backed away crazily, and Bixiao grabbed his collar.

"Hold your words, don't talk to me!"

Bixiao raised his neck, pursed his lips, closed his eyes and said fiercely.