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Chapter 1059 Little Nezha, Was Fooled Again

Enough!

Fighting against Nezha Heavenly King, there is no need to draw a sword.

Even if you listen to...

Xin Zhao could feel the strong arrogance.

Above the void, Lu Dongbin and Nezha were still afterimages. The two immortals fought until the sky was dim and the ground was dark, and shock ripples rippled on the glass bowl on the Eight Immortals' Mansion.

"ah!"

Little Nezha suddenly yelled, holding the red-tasseled spear in his hand, and stabbing Lu Dongbin like thunder and lightning.

boom! ! !
In the blink of an eye, I couldn't see what happened at all. What I could see was that Nezha was pushed back tens of meters, his big eyes were full of shock, and he let out a low cry after looking at Lu Dongbin for a long time.

"Depend on!"

"You are a pervert."

Nezha stared at his bright eyes and let out a breath.

"Don't fight anymore, I won't fight with you anymore." Nezha turned his head and walked outside, "My father is really right, you Eight Immortals can't be measured by realm at all. You are obviously a golden immortal, and you are more than Big Luo Jinxian is hard to beat."

Lu Dongbin stood in the void with his hands behind his back, with a fairy-like demeanor.

"Hey, why don't you draw your sword all the time?" Nezha frowned and said, "Are you insulting me, ah?! After fighting for a long time, you didn't even draw your sword."

"Draw your sword, and you will die."

"I?!!"

In an instant, Nezha stretched his neck and stared like copper bells.

"Who are you insulting?"

"True truth." As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Dongbin took away the glazed bowl in Eight Immortals Town with a wave of his hand, and with his hands behind his back, his robe fluttered in the wind, and then fell towards Eight Immortals Mansion.

Nezha stood on the void, staring at Lu Dongbin's words.

truth? !
That is to say, in the eyes of Lu Dongbin, his strength is not worth mentioning, and he is not worthy of letting Lu Dongbin draw his sword at all.If he really drew his sword, what would he do?
Depend on!
Isn't this special insulting.

Looking at the generals in the entire fairyland, his strength is also one of the best, who dares to say such a thing to him?

"Lv Dongbin, stop there, it's the truth. If I don't believe you, draw your sword and fight with me for another [-] rounds. You see, I die or you die." Nezha yelled in the void, stepping on the hot wheel Just rushed down.

Lu Dongbin ignored Nezha at all, and went straight back to the Eight Immortals' Mansion.

When he saw Xin Zhao, he subconsciously froze for a moment, and then Han Xiangzi kept winking at him, before he looked down at the communicator.

Probably seeing the above content, Lu Dongbin raised his head and looked at Xin Zhao with strange eyes.

"Lu Dongbin, don't run away, we two... eh?" Nezha rushed down from the void, just in time to see Xin Zhao sitting on the stone table, and instantly changed his target and walked up.

"Zhao Bureau?!"

"Shangxian." Zhao Xin squinted his eyes and cupped his hands and smiled, meeting is like a rainbow fart, "Shangxian is really majestic, Shangxian's vigorous and mighty figure just now made Xiaoxian's heart surge, and every movement of yours is deeply moved. It is deeply imprinted in Xiaoxian's mind, truly worthy of being Nezha Heavenly King, a true hero!"

Xin Zhao gave a thumbs up, Han Xiangzi, Lan Caihe, He Xiangu and Lu Dongbin all watched the scene silently.

They didn't know what Xin Zhao was up to.

It's been weird since Xin Zhao specifically told them to call him Ju Zhao.Now he is so flattering to Nezha, and Nezha also calls him Zhao Ju.

The Eight Immortals raised their brows slightly, secretly thinking that it was not easy at this time.

"Why are you here?" Nezha frowned, and his heart sank for a moment, "You tell me the truth, you are actually Wuji Immortal Venerable, right! You..."

"Eh!"

Xin Zhao didn't give Nezha a chance to tell the whole story, so he flatly refused.

"Shangxian, you can't say that. Xiaoxian is the prime minister of the underworld, and I showed you the token. How could it be Wuji Immortal Venerable. Who is Wuji Immortal Venerable? He is the son of heaven, the Shangxian who has inherited the Dao. I am here purely to get acquainted with the Eight Immortals and come here as a guest? Don't label me indiscriminately!"

"Oh?"

Nezha glanced around, as if he was waiting for the reply from the Eight Immortals.

"Yes, we have known Director Zhao for a long time." Lan Caihe whispered softly, "The relationship is very good."

"Hiss, you are the prime minister of the underworld... you know the Wuji Immortal and the Eight Immortals, and you have a lot of social connections." Nezha believed it, and stood the red-tasseled gun on the ground, and sat on the stone chair, "Then... you also took it I sent it to the Eight Immortals Mansion, and I suffered such a great humiliation! Ah?!!!"

Immediately, Nezha's eyes widened suddenly, and his right hand suddenly grasped the red-tasseled spear.

Almost instantly...

The Eight Immortals Han Xiangzi, Lu Dongbin, Lan Caihe, and He Xiangu all felt their hearts tremble, and their immortal consciousness locked Nezha from all directions.

It is absolutely impossible for them to let Xin Zhao get into trouble in the House of Eight Immortals.

"Oh?"

Of course Nezha also felt the lock of breath.

He squinted his eyes, a mixture of sneer and disdain flashed across his lips. Still holding the red tassel gun tightly in his little hand, he looked around the Eight Immortals Mansion, and finally fixed his gaze on Xin Zhao.

"They are really nice to you?! Director Zhao, do you think my little Nezha is a fool?"

"Shangxian Nezha, what are you talking about?" Xin Zhao looked terrified and stunned, "When did I take you for a fool? Xiaoxian's admiration for you is like a torrential river, and it's like a flood of the Yellow River. You are out of control. You are like the vast stars in the sky, and Xiaoxian is the shining dust looking up at you. Xiaoxian, I have always enshrined you as a god, how dare Xiaoxian lie to you!"

"You're still pretending!"

Nezha squinted his eyes and scolded angrily.

"Immortal Venerable Wuji, just tell the truth, you... are Immortal Venerable Wuji, otherwise why do these Eight Immortals care so much about your life and death?"

"I am their best friend." Zhao said.

"Best friend?"

Nezha snorted coldly, "The Eight Immortals are the Immortals of the Immortal Realm, and you are the Prime Minister of the Underworld. You have no intersection at all, so how could you know each other?"

The fairyland and the underworld belong to two major systems.

There is very little contact with each other.

The Eight Immortals have always guarded the Eight Immortals Town, and they would never go out of their way to make friends with the prime minister of the underworld.

"Yes, the Eight Immortals have some relatives in the mortal world who are under the jurisdiction of the underworld. I happen to be the prime minister of the underworld, so I took care of them a little. We naturally got to know each other after going back and forth." Zhao Xin answered calmly as usual.

"..."

Nezha, who held the red-tasseled gun, blinked.

like,

Makes sense?

The Eight Immortals became immortals, but their relatives did not come to the Immortal Realm. Although some of them were taken over, it is true that some of their souls have returned to the underworld.

Little Nezha blinked and thought about it.

He was persuaded.

"That……"

Nezha bit his lip and was stunned for a while, Xin Zhao pressed Nezha's hand, and took out the remaining half bottle of Xihai Shengjiu from the space of all things with a whoosh.

"Stop this and that, Shangxian, drink!"

(End of this chapter)