I'm a son-in-law in heaven

The emperor's gold medal strikes across the sky, unrivaled.

It's just that seeing the emperor's gold medal rushing towards the Buddha like a baby swallow returning to its nest, the expressions of all the gods changed, and it was difficult to accept the gold medal's recognition of the Lord in this way.

The smile on Manjusri's face did not diminish, but he was proud.

His guess turned out to be correct.

This emperor's gold medal is for the Buddha, and this paper gold medal should belong to his Western religion.

However, Jin Zhang's speed did not slow down until recently, like a sharp arrow piercing through the Dharma Body in the air, and he ran straight back.

The expression on Fozi's face was frozen, looking at the big hole in his chest, he was stunned and silent, not knowing what happened for a moment.

Shouldn't this gold medal belong to him?

Why is this happening now?
At this moment, Buddha is ashamed like a child!
And this scene also caused everyone to fall into the ice and snow under the scorching sun.

Only the word Shu Shuang fills the inner world.

Then, in everyone's eyes full of hope and fantasy, a palm suddenly appeared, holding the gold medal in his hand, and hugging him tightly.

Suddenly, Chen Yangyu seemed to hear a clicking sound.

Immediately felt the eerie ghosts and monsters all around, which made people afraid.

Looking at the emperor's golden medal tightly held in his arms, Chen Yangyu was stunned.

Can he talk about it now without understanding what happened before?

Chen Yangyu couldn't remember when or why he stretched out his hand, but he could vaguely hear a voice telling him to do so.

So he did, and that's what happened.

The strange thing is that the Emperor's Gold Medal didn't resist, and just fell into his hands obediently.

Wen Zhong, Lu Yue and the others were about to burst out laughing, mocking some people for being smart, but they saw such a play, but before they could laugh, they were stunned by the scene in front of them.

The laughter stuck in his throat, almost choking the two of them to death.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit was also in a daze, but the next moment there was light in her eyes.

"Protect Chen Xianyou!"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit had difficulty keeping her peace of mind, and her voice trembled when she spoke.

But it is rare excitement.

Looking at the gold medal in Chen Yangyu's arms, the Virgin of the Golden Spirit felt unreal.

But the truth is so amazing.

It's really easy to come by!
Fairy Bixiao and the others reacted the fastest, and they had already surrounded Chen Yangyu, with three layers inside and three layers outside to protect them, and they were vigilant about their surroundings.

It's just that as everyone looks at it at the same time, even the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit feels a little uneasy.

Just because there are too many people.

Holding the gold medal in his arms, Chen Yangyu felt a strong attack of malice.

His face was pale and he was on the verge of falling.

Then Chen Yangyu scolded the system in the bottom of his heart.

Wanting to keep the emperor's gold medal in front of so many great gods is undoubtedly letting him die.

"Chen Yangyu, that paper gold medal is not something a petty person like you can get. If you are sensible, hand over the gold medal quickly, or you will die without a place to bury you."

Lingguang Shenjun was the first to speak, and he opened his mouth to threaten, with strong malice.

And as Lingguang Shenjun's words resounded, everyone's eyes became more inexplicable.

Of course Lingguang Shenjun noticed these changes, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. He said that on purpose just now, just to put pressure on Chen Yangyu.

Otherwise, it would be really difficult for the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit and other disciples to protect him.

But now that someone is helping him share the burden, the Lord Lingguang is naturally more confident.

"Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, this person is not your sect disciple. Could it be that you are going to fight against all the immortals and gods for this mere Sanxian?" Lingguang Shenjun said to the bottom, but he was sowing discord.

"Although Chen Xianyou is not a disciple of my sect, he is a distinguished guest of Biyou Palace." The Holy Mother of Jinling expressed her attitude and position without any trace.

"Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, don't be stupid, even if you keep his gold medal, it won't be yours, so why do you have to go to war and be careful of being taken advantage of by others?" Lingguang Shenjun's eyes flickered, and he continued, "Good intentions!" " persuaded.

However, these words are heart-breaking words, which made many Jiejiao disciples who were about to make a move, have another heart.

Everyone knows that life and death in the next battle are unpredictable, but it seems not worthwhile to take life for a person who is so irrelevant.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit couldn't help frowning, she sensed something tricky, it's not so easy for him to die, but others don't have their confidence.

In particular, most of these people are disciples of Wen Zhong and Lu Yue, and the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit is in the old department of the Heavenly Court.

unless
The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit has a way to break the situation, but she doesn't know how to speak, after all, it is difficult for strong people.

"Chen, if you want to live, then hand over the Emperor's Gold Medal in your hand." Yang Jian said abruptly, but he put all the problems on the bright side, and hit the key point.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit also meant the same thing, as long as the golden medal was in her hand, she would have a reason to act.

Even if there are heavy casualties today, no one will complain.

It can be said that handing over the gold medal is the best choice.

Lingguang Shenjun is also betting that Chen Yangyu will not hand over the emperor's gold medal.

Chen Yangyu has a delicate heart, although he reacted a little slowly, he quickly understood the meaning of Yang Jian's words.

indeed!

Yang Jian's words were harsh, but every sentence made sense.

As long as he handed over the emperor's gold medal, he would no longer have to bear such pressure.

Just can he do it?

Looking at the things in his arms, Chen Yangyu really wanted to hand over this hot potato.

But what is the difference between handing over the gold medal with the system mission and taking his life?

"Sorry, I can't give this emperor's gold medal to anyone!" Chen Yangyu shook his head and chose to refuse.

And this answer made everyone react differently, Lingguang Shenjun let out a sigh of relief, he likes Chen Yangyu to carry it to death, it is more interesting to play like this.

Daoist Taiyi and Our Lady of Jinling frowned at the same time, with different thoughts.

Master Taiyi looked unhappy, only targeting Chen Yangyu.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit was different, and felt that Chen Yangyu had misunderstood something.

"Chen Xianyou, I must have misunderstood! This gold medal belongs to me, and Xianyou can also comprehend it at any time. There is no difference between the two."

The Virgin of the Golden Spirit made a promise, and to her, it was just a trivial matter.

There was a warm current in Chen Yangyu's heart.

"Fairy Jin Ling misunderstood. I'm not afraid of anything. It's just that this gold medal is very important to me. Even if the saint came personally, I would not be able to hand over the gold medal."

"Insanity!"

"madness!"

"Ridiculous!"

Along with Chen Yangyu's voice resounding, there was a sudden scolding sound from heaven and earth.

The first sound came from Lingguang Shenjun!
The second sound came from the mouth of Daoist Taiyi!
The third sound was close to him, but it was Yang Jian shouting angrily!

All three of them stared directly at Chen Yangyu, their eyes burning with anger.

"Since this celestial friend is so sure, let the celestial friend solve the next troubles by himself!" Taiyi Daoist said with a dark face.

With the whisk shaking in his hand, thousands of filaments took Yang Jian and Nezha away.

For a while, only the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit and other immortals and monkeys were still holding on, which seemed a little thin.