Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

Stretch your hands...

Stretch your hands...

He posed several times back and forth, but there was still no response. For a moment, the whole cow couldn't help but froze there.

"……Buddha!"

"...Ghost!"

With a scream, Zhu Bajie and Huang Mei also woke up, one looked flattering and the other panicked.

Zhu Bajie was fine, and after opening his eyes, he just subconsciously searched for the figure of Bodhisattva.

Looking at Huangmei again, he jumped three feet high, his hands were flying wildly, because he was not imprisoned by mana, a few sharp wind blades flew straight towards Wang Xuebin in mid-air.

In mid-air, Wang Xuebin opened his eyes violently, and with a backhand palm, pressed towards the direction of the wind blade.

In an instant, a gust of torrent rose out of thin air, breaking the wind blades straight into whirlwinds, and knocking Huangmei, who was still dancing, to the ground.

Taking a step forward, she suddenly appeared in front of Huang Mei, raised her hand, and the snowflakes falling from the air gathered towards her palm one after another, forming a soft snowball.

"...Eh, hell..."

Feeling the cold coming, Huang Mei shuddered fiercely, turned over and sat up, just about to escape, but Wang Xuebin raised his hand and pressed his shoulder.

"...I said...you are a disciple of the majestic Buddha Maitreya, at least he is about [-] years old...you are afraid of ghosts..."

Noticing Wang Xuebin next to him, he looked around in a daze, seeing that there was no more harassment from ghosts, and then he let go of his hanging heart...

"...you...whee...you don't know...I...I met a very, very scary ghost...

...three heads...six arms...teeth green and twitching...no spells could work on it...

The key is what kind of atomic breath it uses... Anyone with a little bit of it, no matter whether it is a human, god, demon or ghost, has to become like it, with a red plaster on its body, kneeling every step, I can't stand that grievance... "

Hearing Huang Mei's words, Wang Xuebin nodded thoughtfully, patted his shoulder again, and comforted him softly:

"...It's quite scary, don't worry, when you go back, go directly to clean up his ancestors..."

As he spoke, he frowned, as if he had sensed something, he quickly turned around and raised his head, looking at the sky again.

Noticing Wang Xuebin's movements, the others also looked towards the sky curiously.

I saw two beams of light falling from the sky, coming straight to this place with indescribable power.

"...this...this is..."

Before a few people could react, the streamer had already flown to the front. The two beams of streamer that were originally cooperating with each other instantly changed directions, one passed over the crowd and rushed into the bottomless pit, and the other directly hit Wang Xuebin.

Wang Xuebin didn't have any intention of resisting. He spread his arms and faced the incoming streamer with his chest.

The streamer rushed into Wang Xuebin's body, and in an instant, an inexplicable wave burst out from his body.

Everyone looked worriedly or curiously, watching Wang Xuebin's mouth slightly evoked a smile, watching his smile gradually add something different.

Slowly opened his eyes, bright eyes, deep and distant, like a pothole not far away, one can't see the edge at a glance...

Just at this time, a sound of breaking wind came from the pit, and accompanied by the sound of strong wind, a black figure with a cloak flew out.

Everyone took a closer look, and it was Lu Xiaoqian who was dressed as a trapeze man!

"Xiao Qian!!!"

Seeing the person coming, Xiao Chuchu rushed forward in surprise, tears gleaming in her eyes.

Hearing Xiao Chuchu's exclamation, Lu Xiaoqian, who was feeling the changes in the world, opened his eyes suddenly, threw away the You Zuowei he was carrying in his hand, and turned to meet Xiao Chuchu.

"...Xiao Qian!!!"

"……neat!!!"

Three steps at a time, two steps, hugging Xiao Chuchu in his arms, closing his eyes, whispering tremblingly in Xiao Chuchu's ear.

"...I did it...the silly girl did it...we...we made it..."

Xiao Chuchu tightly closed her eyes, did not speak, and embraced him with all her strength, as if she wished to rub herself into his arms.

On the side, He Lan also quietly walked to Wang Xuebin's side, and hugged his waist from behind "while he was unprepared", and pressed her embarrassing place on his back forcefully.

"...Xuebin...whether you have feelings or not...anyway...my old lady recognizes you...

It doesn't matter whether you have feelings or you don't, the daily life is the same!

If you have money, I will guard you. If you have no money, I will support you. As long as you are still here and I am here, we will be happy..."

He Lan's forehead was pressed against Wang Xuebin's back, and the pleasant fragrance, following his breath, infiltrated his heart...

"...if we die in three years, we will be happy for three years; if we die in three days, we will be happy for three days...

I'm already 30 years old, I don't want to wait any longer, I want to leave my most beautiful side to our happiness, and then spend the rest of my life to reminisce about him... I really don't want to wait any longer...

Xuebin, I love you..."

In front of him, there was a flash of complexity in Wang Xuebin's eyes. He closed his eyes lightly, took a deep breath, raised his hand, and gently held her tender wrist...

"...I... oh..."

Wang Xuebin opened his mouth, but only let out a sigh. He raised his head, his eyes pierced through the void, and looked at the huge slowly rotating gear...

Beyond the gears, a machine that cannot be touched by words is running with difficulty, and endless information is piled up on one side, constantly impacting the whole body of the machine.

Wang Xuebin can see that if the information is not stripped, even if the machine has been turned on, it is still in jeopardy and is always on the verge of collapse...

Furthermore……

"……what……"

"...Call me Lanlan..."

"...Lanlan..."

Wang Xuebin sighed again, his tone extremely complicated.

Behind him, He Lan seemed to feel something, and buried his head into Wang Xuebin's back forcefully. In just a short moment, his back felt wet...

"...you...you said..."

He Lan suppressed crying in his tone, his arms were trembling slightly, and he squeezed his body against Wang Xuebin's back, as if he could change his mind by doing so.