Chapter 167 Fairy Jump

"What's the noise?"

Mr. Turtle is stingy but has a good face. Hearing a noise outside, he immediately asked with a straight face.

Before the shrimp girl went out to inquire, she saw a dozen shrimp soldiers and crabs flying backwards into Shenyuan, rolling and screaming.

"Lao Wang Ba, my good fish was washed away by your water again. Humph, if you don't give me an explanation today, I will smash your mansion!"

The slightly coquettish scolding sounded, and the turtle god's face suddenly changed, and it was white and blue. It was not until the woman with two swords walked into the field of vision that she shouted injustice.

"The fairy must have made a mistake. I have always strictly disciplined my subordinates, and no one dares to make waves... I said fairy, you put fish on the river, and the fish swim by themselves. What's the matter with me?

Mr. Turtle cried with a sad face and arched his hand to the woman in a plain skirt, and he was helpless.

How polite the human monks were, and it was also polite to enter the palace of the god at the bottom of the river. Time flies, and time flies. Now the world is getting low. I haven't seen a monk on earth for a long time. When I first meet a female demon, it's quite unreasonable to come here several times. However, in the past, the heavenly court set a constitution, and the monks on earth had their own control by the emperors on earth. The turtle god king has a magical power and can only show his prestige to the shrimp soldiers and crabs, but he can't help the female demon in front of him.

"Nonsense!"

With a pretty face, the woman stared coldly at the Turtle God through the veil. She curled her lips and said, "The fish I raised has always been clever. How can I swim away by myself? It must have been stolen by the night fork of your water house!"

Mr. Turtle couldn't laugh or cry. He smiled bitterly and bowed all the time: "That's all. Isn't it just a fish? I will compensate the fairy."

"Does the water want the fish in your house? I want my one!"

Women are unrelenting and extremely arrogant.

The turtle god is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. The human nun in front of him can't beat or scold, but what can he do?

"Or... Give half of your water house to me? Humph, it's cheaper for you to steal my fish.

The woman hesitated for a moment and said reluctantly.

The turtle god king's seven orifices of smoke, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood. In the end of the light, he saw the innocent resident eating peanuts happily, and his face was full of comfort. Turning around, the turtle god smiled and said to An Bochen, "Shangren, look at this..."

"Nothing." An Bochen raised his head and waved his hand: "Your business is up to you first. We'll talk about it when you're done."

The turtle god was anxious, but his face was full of smiles and said kindly, "If not, the superiors help me drive away this woman, and I owe my superiors a favor."

After eating another peanut, An Bochen stretched out his hand and looked calmly at the Turtle God.

After a moment of hesitation, a heartache appeared on Guishenjun's face. He trembled and took out a blue pearl from his arms, put the pain in An Bochen's hand, covered his face and waved his hand and said, "This is a raindrop. If you want rain, you just need to summon me."

The words fell. After waiting for a long time, he didn't see An Bochen get up. The turtle god looked confused. He heard An Bochen suddenly sigh and said, "Look, this female demon is fierce, holding a double sword, and he is fierce. Today's trip, I forgot to take the weapons. These two hands are empty. Is it her opponent?"

The "female demon" not far away obviously heard An Bochen's words, snorted and stared fiercely.

The four eyes were facing each other, and a smile flashed in his eyes at the same time, which disappeared in an instant.

"This..."

The turtle god hesitated for a moment, looked at the "female demon head", looked at An Bochen again, and sighed, "I don't know what kind of weapon the superiors are taking advantage of?"

"A pair of golden melons."

Throwing the peanuts into the mouth, An Bochen did not hesitate.

As soon as he waved his robe and sleeves, the turtle god's face was full of heartache, but he still shouted, "Come on, take the golden melon."

When I was young, four shrimp soldiers came carrying a pair of golden melons.

After catching the golden melon, An Bochen flew out of the pavilion and met the "female demon" without saying a word.

The "female demon" did not say anything, holding two swords, as if she was brewing something.

In front of the pavilion, two human monks circled in circles, as if they were competing for momentum. The Turtle God even looked straight at the shrimp soldiers and crabs beside them. With the footsteps of the two, they shook their heads and shook their heads, but they didn't see them fight after waiting for half a column of incense.

The turtle god king was anxious and was about to urge him. He saw An Bochen suddenly jump out of the battle circle, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said to the turtle god king, "This woman's cultivation is profound. She doesn't have time to eat before she goes out. She is hungry in her stomach. If she fights, she is probably not an opponent."

The turtle god was so anxious that he stamped his feet repeatedly and waved his hand and said, "Go and get the good wine and meat... Kill the hundred-year-old pufferfish."

"I want it too!"

The crisp voice sounded, and the Turtle God was stunned and saw the "female demon" with his hands on her waist and staring at him unwillingly.

The turtle god king has no master. He is afraid that if he doesn't agree to her, he will make trouble again, but if he gives it... How can anyone else kill her doorstep and serve good wine and meat, and continue to fight when she is full?

Aware of the malicious eyes of the "female demon", the turtle god tightened his heart and hurriedly shouted, "Two parts of wine and meat."

After another half an hour, the cook came with fragrant wine and vegetables. An Bochen ate freely, and the "female demon" also ate with relish. Seeing that the turtle god had mixed feelings and wanted to cry without tears.

The soul of the earth can swallow the thunder and refine the two souls of heaven and earth. It's not a big problem for An Bochen to swim out and eat some grains. The wind swept through the clouds. An Bochen had enough to eat and drink, patted his belly, and stood up. He picked up the golden melon in the tearful eyes of the turtle god, jumped into the battle circle, and shouted, "Female devil, look at the hammer!"

At present, the two of them are fighting together, hammering and hammering, tigers and tigers are blowing, and they go straight to the door of the house.

It was not until this time that the Turtle God King breathed a sigh of relief and said that he was lucky. Fortunately, there were innocent people today, otherwise he didn't know how it would end.

In his heart, he was grateful. Mr. Turtle arched his hand enthusiastically and shouted, "Thank you for your help. Thank you."

"When Longjun sees me and other immortals, they all call him Xiaolong. This bastard is a gentleman. I'm not ashamed. Next time, I will let him change his mouth and call himself a little turtle!"

From afar away, you can faintly hear the scolding of the "female demon". The turtle god was stunned, and several shrimp girls were secretly laughing in the afterglow, and the turtle god's face suddenly became strange.

The little turtle...

With a cold heart, Mr. Turtle subconsciously had a cold war and hurriedly said, "Cover the door, close the door quickly!"

Surrounded by water and grass, corals are undulating, and ripples are colorful.

A plain skirt, a white coat, swords and hammers meet each other, and there is still no high or lower level outside the door.

As the boulder slowly sank and the sword fell, Simajin, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn't help laughing: "Xiao Anzi, do you think he really didn't see it, or was he idle and bored to play this good play with us?"

An Bochen smiled and said, "I don't think I can see it yet. This is the third time."

"The so-called fairy jump, even the fairy has to jump into it obediently."

Hanging up the two swords, Sima Jinguan said, "This old turtle has lived for so many years. He has learned nothing but to be stingy. It's useless."

Looking at the golden melon in An Bochen's hand, Sima Jin said curiously, "Xiao Anzi, you don't need to change the hammer with a gun?"

"This is for a minor official. I don't think he has a weapon to take advantage of until now. It's a pity that he has all his strength but can't use it.

An Bochen is truthful.

Hearing this, Sima Jin looked thoughtfully and looked at An Bochen and said, "You didn't want the little official to learn from Ma Zhan before. Is it possible that Liujing has something to do in addition to Changmen?"

An Bochen asked without answering, "Look at your angry appearance today, is it Wu Zhong's change?"

"I won't tell you."

Simajin turned his face.

The water at the bottom of the river was cold, swinging in the distance. The swimming fish played among the coral reefs. The two went up the water and crossed, and their clothes were fluttered. They looked like a fairy couple. However, every time An Bochen stretched out his hand to one side intentionally or unintentionally, he would always touch the air, and then made a big red face in Sima Jin's narrow eyes.

At the beginning, Liujing has been right and wrong for more than a month. Now three years have passed, and naturally many things have happened in these three years.

For example, An Bochen found the turtle god who came to the palace from time to time to spy on Princess Long. For example, Sima Jin practiced the yuan god from that ancient skill, which is equivalent to the three souls of An Bochen. For example, the Changmen method will send masters to Liujing to ask for guilt. For example, An Bochen has nothing to do with his boss Ma Jin Shenyou Da Kuang, and occasionally The stingy river bottom water house beats the autumn wind.

The immortals have long been dead, and it has been confirmed in the conversation with the Turtle God, at least those immortals and demons who have all the ability have long been there. Take the turtle god king as one of the few mountains and rivers as an example. They are not the gods who were canonized in heaven tens of thousands of thousands of years ago. Some are the old gods who survived, and some are demons that have become spirits for a long time. If the divine power is not enough, even the rain needs the help of rain beads. Its cultivation can be imagined, and most of them are only on the left of Tianpin. Right. But even so, these indigenous gods strictly abide by the heavenly rules handed down in the house, such as not appearing in the world, not to take action against mortal monks, and so on.

For more than three years, An Bochen has also made friends with seven or eight mountain and river gods. With the "broken copper and rotten iron" collected from the Tiandao Gate of Xuande Cave, it can be said that it is unimpeded. There are few people who are not strange-tempered, stingy, grumpy, and timid. The taste of mortals is much more important than that of immortals.

Although it made An Bochen slightly disappointed, he felt kind after dating for a long time.

The divine masters went to explore the gods one after another. I'm afraid that only An Bochen and Sima Jin are the million-li river and mountain wanderers in Da Kuang, who are unrestrained and free.

However, Shenyou can't go for more than seven days. The long journey will eventually return to the body. Once you enter the body, you will return to the world.

The disturbances in the earth come to the face, and there will always be some involuntarily.

Lying on the soft grass by the river, An Bochen leaned against the pine and cypress, and looked at the girl who danced gently in the smoke and waves, laughing like silver bells from time to time, with the corners of her mouth slightly upturned.

The afternoon sun comes with the spring breeze, quietly and unconscious.