Douluo's opening one dragon

hotel.

Deng Jiang and the god of kindness were in the same room, the candles were flickering, and both of them seemed a little restrained.

"I'm going to take a shower first." Deng Jiang yawned. After so many things happened today, Wei Wei was a little tired and decided to go to bed early.

"Wash you to death." For people like Deng Jiang who don't understand women first, the God of Kindness cursed a little in his heart.

...

In Deng Jiang's dream.

In the dark night sky, on the jade-white bright moon hanging in the sky, a woman in a long white dress slowly ran towards Deng Jiang with a ribbon.

The fairy Chang'e is full of fairy spirit, and her frown and smile are all touching.

"One day is like three autumns!" Chang'e looked at Deng Jiang and said with a faint smile.

"I haven't seen you in three autumns, it's only a day." Deng Jiang responded.

"Husband, although you and I meet every day, it is only for a short time." Chang'e held Deng Jiang's hand with nostalgia.

Deng Jiang was stunned for a moment, for the woman in front of him lost his memory, he always felt that something was missing.

"Wife, where are you and how can I find you?" Deng Jiang asked.

"Looking for me?" Chang'e sighed, "Which plane is there between me and you, besides, the war on our side has started, it is very dangerous, it is inconvenient for you to come here during these times."

"War?" Deng Jiang felt distressed slightly.

"This is a war about fate. No matter whether it is a bad person or a good person, the six realms or beyond the six realms, the three realms and the beyond realms, they all try to rewrite their own destiny."

"Sun Wukong, you should have seen it. He, Erlang God, and 28 constellations propped up the facade of the Heavenly Court, and they have opened up and expanded the territory of the God Realm by [-] miles."

"You are the victorious side." Deng Jiangdao relaxed.

"From the current point of view, yes, but this world is too big, the fate is dead, and there are few barriers. It no longer exists." Chang'e sighed.

Deng Jiang looked at Chang'e's beautiful face and was speechless for a long time, and said, "I think what kind of level is the current strength in your world?"

"You are still too weak to know. You just need to keep practicing, keep practicing. When the strength comes, I will naturally bring you back. The witch clan has been silent for too long, and it is almost time to die." Chang'e said .

"Understood." Deng Jiang nodded, and took off the moon necklace hanging around his neck. The moon necklace hung in the air on his chest, and a white light lit up. He sat cross-legged, palms forward.

The same is true for Chang'e, sitting cross-legged opposite Deng Jiang, their palms closed, and a white light shines on them.

The two of them run Chang'e's immortal art "Sun and Moon Good Fortune Immortal Art". What Chang'e has to do now is to assimilate her own strength with Deng Jiang's, and forcibly raise Deng Jiang's strength to the level of immortality.

Immortals are higher than gods, gods, and saints. To forcefully jump so many levels, ordinary people must not be able to do it, but Deng Jiang's life was originally the reincarnation of the creation god Candle Dragon. Except for the memory, he can naturally bear this great cause and effect .

Deng Jiang's strength is increasing at a terrifying speed. As for what level he has reached, he is not very clear because he has broken through too many times.

After two hours, Deng Jiang completed today's inheritance, took back the moon necklace, and put it on his neck again.

"That's it for today. It's getting late and my connection with this time and space is not enough for you and me to talk. See you tomorrow." Chang'e said with a smile.

"So fast." Deng Jiang's expression showed reluctance.

"The short parting is for a better meeting in the future." Chang'e said, escaping into the moon.

Seeing twice a day after going to sleep, Deng Jiangben asked him to go to Artinia's temple, and he entered Mengxiang after he passed on time with Artinia.

.....

At 11:30 in the morning, as usual, Deng Jiang kicked away the God of Kindness who was holding him.

"Oh, I'm not happy if you don't kick me every morning." The God of Kindness touched his head against the wall and said angrily.

"You should know it in your heart." Deng Jiang calmly arranged his clothes.

"Well, I don't." The God of Kindness maintained her image as usual, although her image in Deng Jiang's eyes was gone.

"Let's go on vacation today." Deng Jiang put on his clothes and hood and said.

"I found something different today, it's the same as the breath of ordinary people." The God of Kindness was puzzled.

"I am an expert now. In order to be as tolerant as this world, I naturally have to keep a low profile." Deng Jiang was wearing a Taoist robe. He has a long beard and is dressed in white. From a distance, he looks like a deceptive Taoist priest.

"I don't think you are blending in. If you go out like this, you may be surrounded as a liar." The God of Kindness complained.

"What do you know, everyone I've seen dressed like this before, it's a trend." Deng Jiang knocked on the head of the God of Kindness.

At some point, a long sword appeared in Deng Jiang's hand. This long sword was covered in ice blue, as if it was really carved from a block of ice.

"How did you get this sword?" the God of Kindness asked.

"Naturally, it was conjured up." Deng Jiang said, "Forget it, I won't talk to you anymore, I'm going to be a Taoist priest today.

"Prisoner of war, just follow me."

Can Taoist priests still take prisoners of war? The kind god dared not speak out, forced a smile and said, "Okay."

.....

on the street.

"Boy, I see that you are so majestic. In the future, you will wear a dragon robe and have plenty of food and fish every day." Deng Jiang grabbed a little girl and started talking loudly, which attracted people around him to roll their eyes and scold Deng Jiang for his child's money. .

"Really." The little girl opened a pair of big eyes, and her face was full of innocence.

"Little friend, it's not fun. There are so many scammers in the world now, and it's not guaranteed to be sold, so don't trust the old man in front of you, maybe his beard is all stuck on it." A handsome man in his twenties The young man approached the little girl.

Deng Jiang smiled, but didn't open his mouth. With his strength, if he quarreled with a soul master, where would he lose face?

"I got it right, I'm too lazy to explain now." The handsome young man smiled.

"You're right." Deng Jiang said all he said, picked up the ice-blue long sword, turned around and said, "Let's go, prisoners of war."

Prisoner of war, prisoner of war, I hate this name The good god protested in his heart, picked up the nameless long sword and followed.

Not long after Deng Jiang left, his sleeve was grabbed by a white white hand, and he turned his head to see that the person who grabbed his sleeve was the handsome young man.

"Shut up, scammer, in the name of justice, you have been arrested." The handsome young man showed a faint smile.