Douluo's opening one dragon

"Xie Xianzi reminded." Deng Jiang smiled.

"No need." Chang'e said with a smile on her lips: "It's fate that you and I get together. How about you and I go to a tea party together."

"Well, my name is Chang'e."

After Chang'e finished speaking, she paused for a while and added.

Hearing what Chang'e said earlier, Deng Jiang didn't react much. When he heard the word Chang'e later, his mind throbbed, and a bad picture appeared in his mind. The scene where the high-bulged hunk takes an arrow and shoots him.

Seeing that Deng Jiang did not answer her words, he first frowned slightly, and then pretended to be casual, waiting for the other party to answer.

Ten seconds later, Deng Jiang returned to normal and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I lost my composure."

"It's okay." Chang'e seriously shook her head and made a gesture of invitation.

The immortals in the fairy world are too hospitable.

Deng Jiang thought helplessly, and followed Chang'e to the tea-fighting stalls.

Yue Lao, who was standing nearby, saw what happened. He knew that Chang'e was usually a cold goddess, so her reaction today was obviously abnormal.

Could it be that Fairy Chang'e wants to find a partner?Impossible, isn't her heart already dead with Hou Yi?

But this is too abnormal, so I don't need to take action.

Yue Lao was full of thoughts, reached into his pocket, and put the red string into his pocket.

"Two immortal friends, how about this tea?" A tall and extraordinary man said with a smile.

"Well, it's pretty good." Deng Jiang put down his teacup and nodded flatly.

Well, immortals are like immortals, even if I think this tea is my best tea, I have to say so.

"Yeah." Chang'e caught a glimpse of Deng Jiang not lying, so she hummed lightly, indicating that the tea is not bad.

"Drink more if it tastes good." The extraordinary man smiled and poured tea for the two immortals who appreciated his tea art.

Deng Jiang and Chang'e had another drink.

The majestic man wanted to pour tea, but was stopped by Chang'e's white jade-like hand, Qingyao nodded her head and said with a smile: "No need."

Then he turned his head to look at Deng Jiangdao: "My dear friend, well, let's go over there and have a look."

Deng Jiang wanted to have a few drinks, but Chang'e told him to leave. In order to maintain the image of a fake fairy, he could only refuse with tears in his heart.

"Zhu." Walking on the fairy road filled with white smoke and only Deng Jiang and Chang'e were there, Chang'e stopped and suddenly frowned and said, "Is the Wu clan okay?"

"Is Yi still alive?"

It is possible that Zhu refers to Zhulong, but it is also unlikely. I did not know the name of Zhulong until later. From this, I can judge that Chang'e is talking about other immortals. It must not be me who can't even figure out what I am. heterogeneous.

Well, for soul masters and human beings, I am a different kind.

How is Wu Zhuhe, I know a hammer, but I don’t know what the Wu clan is, and Yi, why do I have some impressions, as if I have read it in a myth book, but why can’t I remember it.

It must be caused by amnesia.

Deng Jiang replied confusedly: "I don't quite understand what you are talking about?"

"You don't understand?" Chang'e showed a puzzled expression.

"real or fake."

"I don't understand." Deng Jiangyao nodded her head.

"Forget it" Chang'e sighed and turned her gaze into the distance, staring blankly at the mist.

"Maybe I know it. I've lost a lot of memory." Deng Jiang tapped his head and gave the woman who seemed to be looking for something a hopeful smile.

"Don't comfort me, I know I'm just dreaming, you are not him, and you will never be him." Chang'e said sadly, as if ignoring Deng Jiang and walking forward alone.

Deng Jiang shook his head. These things were not his responsibility. He thought that the purpose of coming this time was to support Yue Lao, but he came to take a walk with other fairies. He felt ashamed in his heart. He glanced at Chang'e who was leaving. Deng Jiang Go back.

After Deng Jiang left, Chang'e stopped with a cry, and looked back with her beautiful eyes. She could not see Deng Jiang's figure, but only saw the hazy intertwining auspicious clouds, her bare feet with red patterns carved with golden patterns, controlling her body to turn around, and stepped forward. Move your feet and rush back.

"Yue Lao, I'm sorry." Deng Jiang walked to Yue Lao who was drinking tea leisurely.

Yuelao's eyelids twitched, he leaned close to Deng Jiang's body, twitched his eyebrows and said, "What are you doing?"

Deng Jiang replied solemnly: "Take a walk."

"It's fine, young man. You know, you are the first person to take a walk with Fairy Chang'e in these years."

"I feel that you all envy me, but I don't know why you feel this way."

The corner of Yue Lao's mouth twitched.

"I don't know if you are really stupid or pretending to be stupid. Chang'e has become as beautiful as heaven and earth. It is the dream of many male gods to walk with her."

"I heard that the immortals are at least tens of thousands of years old. Have you found a partner yet?" Deng Jiang asked doubtfully.

Xindao, if this was placed in our era, it would be a typical example of a single dog in ten thousand years.

"No."

Yuelao rubbed his forehead. He was the most helpless about the matter of the ten thousand year single immortal. These single immortals are all the strongest on the surface of the earth. In the hearts of the immortals, they all consider themselves contemptuous and feel that only the most beautiful in the world is worthy of them.

Of course, there are still some great saints who have no such feelings among these ten thousand-year single immortals. Ever since Zixia left, Wukong has been detached.

Well, there are still people inside who are asking questions attentively and don’t want to.

Thinking of this, Yuelao touched the red string in his pocket again, and thought that the red string about Chang'e must be given to this boy, and then send Chang'e away, so that I can start my marriage plan.

"What are you looking at, little friend?"

Seeing Deng Jiang's body trembling slightly, Yue Lao refused to move away from one place, and curiously followed Deng Jiang's gaze there.

He saw a beautiful figure appearing among the tea-tasting fairies. She was wearing a blue classical dress, a light blue gauze jacket, a pair of white fluffy ears moving, and nine fox tails waving boringly.

If this is not his traitor, who is he?

"Little friend..."

"Little friend......"

Yue Lao called Deng Jiang, but when he saw no response, he waved his hand in front of his eyes, but there was still no response.

Yuelao couldn't help having a ridiculous idea in his heart. Could it be that the one I summoned likes the nine-tailed white fox?

This is simply, simply, simply wonderful.This is just the right time to send my apprentice away, Yue Lao thought excitedly. Without hesitation, he tied a red string on the hand of Deng Jiang who was still in a daze. The red string was tied to his hand and disappeared immediately.

Yuelao quickly walked over to Nitu and flattered him, "Nitu, I made a marriage promise for you."

"Marriage? Why do you want me to agree?" Nine beautiful eyes turned to Yue Lao, and drank tea leisurely alone

"I'm your master. If you agree, you have to agree, and if you don't agree, you have to agree." Yue Lao said.

"I refuse, and also, put away your red thread, I have seen it all." Jiu Yi grabbed Old Yue and said.