[Journey to the West] Heavenly Court Heartbreaker

Guanjiangkou

The torrential Yangtze River rushes past, like ten thousand horses galloping, with splashes of water, which is spectacular.

The green hills on both sides of the river meander, there are thousands of flowers and trees, and there are hundreds of birds singing and butterflies flying. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a paradise.

Suddenly, a cloud of dust rose from the forest, and then the forest shook, and countless animals jumped out of the deep forest.

Roe deer, elk, black bear... were all driven by a black dog and headed in the same direction.

It was a majestic hunting dog, with a body as smooth as water, four powerful claws, eyes like lightning, and swift as wind.

There are many tall and mighty beings in the team of beasts, but no one dares to make a mistake. A tiger accidentally strayed from the team, and the black dog barked, and it quickly shrank back cowardly, as if the other party had just Is the king of beasts.

On the hillside, a jade-faced gentleman dressed in black clothes was drawing a bow and arrow, aiming at a bear below.

His face is like a crown jade, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, high and pure like the bright moon in the nine heavens, shining like a brilliance, with a silver streak on his forehead, adding a sacred and noble atmosphere.

This handsome gentleman is the legendary Erlang Xianshengzhenjun: Yang Jian. Since the Conferred God War a thousand years ago, his followers in the world have spread all over the world, and his reputation is resounding. Everyone in the Three Realms knows everyone.

It stands to reason that he should stay in the Heavenly Court after conferring a god, but the grievances and resentments between Erlang God and the Heavenly Court are simply a bad debt. He had troubled the Heavenly Palace at the beginning, even if he has restrained his edge now, he is still not obedient. Listen to the announcement.

Guanjiangkou is Yang Jian's fiefdom, and all affairs here are under his control, even the heavens don't want to intervene, so Guanjiangkou is prosperous and prosperous, and the weather is smooth, and there are few monsters making trouble.

With nothing else to do, Yang Jian took the Roaring Dog and went hunting with the Meishan brothers. Just when he was about to let go and shoot the arrow, the boss Meishan who stayed in Zhenjun's mansion rushed over.

Even if he went out to hunt, it was impossible for Zhenjun Mansion to have no one in charge. Boss Meishan was alert and calm. Every time Yang Jian went out, he would let him sit in charge.

Just listen to Meishan Old Daoist: "Second Master, the Queen Mother's Peach Blossom Party will be held in a few days, and the Heavenly Court sent an envoy to send you an invitation card."

As we all know, the Queen Mother holds a Peach Blossom Festival every thousand years, and invites all kinds of gods and Buddhas to participate. Naturally, Erlang God is also among them, and he should be at the table with his dignity, but he can't shirk every time.

Ordinarily, Boss Meishan should know what he was thinking, and instead of rejecting him this time, he rushed to inform him, obviously something happened.

So Yang Jian just frowned, put down his bow and arrow, and listened to Boss Meishan's next words.

The boss of Meishan lowered his head and glanced quietly at the expression on Yang Jian's face, and said in a low voice, "This time it's Princess Seven."

Yang Jian was taken aback, his sword eyebrows stretched out, a graceful figure appeared in his mind, she was hidden in the light, she smiled sweetly, her starry eyes were shining brightly.

Suppressing the secret joy in his heart, Yang Jian stroked his collar and asked, "How do I look today?"

Boss Meishan praised: "Excellent! The Seventh Princess will definitely like it!"

A smile flashed in Yang Jian's eyes, and he shouted: "Xiao Tian, ​​let's go!"

Then he walked away quickly.

Looking at his disappearing figure, Mei Shan Lao Liu said: "The queen mother has a good plan. If she invites the seventh princess to come, she will eat our second master to death."

Meishan's second child sighed, "Oh, the hero is saddened by the beauty pass!"

On the other side, Zhenjun Mansion

The bright sunshine shines on the garden, and camellias of various colors are competing to bloom, attracting bees and butterflies.

In the depths of the flowers, a fairy in neon clothes and feathers is playing with a falcon.

The fairy has a beautiful appearance, a jade face and snow skin, as bright as spring flowers, as bright as autumn moons, with a pair of eyes that are like autumn water, and the beauty of spring in the world is overwhelming.

Her figure is slim and graceful, and there is a jade hairpin inserted between her cloud-like temples. She is the Seventh Princess of Heaven, the most beautiful woman in the Three Realms, Her Highness Yuwei.

In the past, Chang'e danced and amazed four people, and everyone in the world did not know her reputation, but since Princess Yuwei first grew up 300 years ago, her beauty has surpassed that of Chang'e, and there are countless admirers in the Three Realms.

It's a pity that the seven princesses of the Heavenly Court have such a noble status, how can an ordinary fairy have the right to get close to her, let alone the friendship between the third prince Nezha and her, which is extraordinary...

The falcon with broad wings and fierce temperament is flying around the little princess to make her happy. It is the one-of-a-kind eagle king. It is Yang Jian's other good partner besides Xiaotiangou, but it is not as good as Xiaotiangou. Just be famous.

Suddenly, a black lightning flashed into Yuwei's arms, Yuwei hugged it with a smile, patted its head and said: "Xiaotian, long time no see!"

Xiaotiangou wagged its tail, nestled in Yuwei's arms, let out a cry of enthusiasm and joy, and kept licking her hands with its tongue.

Dogs have always been the most sympathetic to their masters, and they will love whatever the master likes.

Yuwei knew that the Xiaotian dog was coming, and its owner must be not far away, as expected, when she looked up, she saw the handsome and majestic Zhenjun Erlang standing in front of her.

Yu Wei smiled and said softly: "Cousin."

Before coming, Yang Jian had already thought about a lot of things to say, but now facing this bright smiling face, he forgot everything, except for a bland sentence: "Xiaoqi, you are here."

After finishing speaking, Yang Jian frowned slightly again, secretly blaming himself. In fact, what he wanted to say was this sentence, it was clearly: Xiaoqi, I look forward to your coming every day.

Yuwei didn't know what he was thinking. In her opinion, this cousin of hers was majestic, powerful, and had a grudge against her father, queen mother, and now she came to send the invitation on behalf of the heaven, presumably to let the other party Unhappy, he frowned when he saw her.

Yuwei thought that if she came up and brought up the Peach Fair, she would definitely be rejected, so she said with a smile: "The camellias blooming in the garden of my cousin are so beautiful, they are not inferior to the peach blossoms in the Peach Garden. "

Yang Jian softened his eyebrows and said softly: "If you like it, why not pick a few good ones and bring them to the sky, and plant them in your Yaohua Palace, so that you can see them every day."

Yuwei said: "Okay!"

So she walked around the garden, pointed to a camellia with bright red flowers and asked, "What kind is this?"

Yang Jian followed her step by step and introduced her: "This is Zhuangyuanhong."

Yuwei asked several more questions, and Yang Jian introduced them one by one: "This is the eighteenth bachelor, this is the mandarin duck with the phoenix crown, and this is the scarlet claw hibiscus..."

Walking to the end of the garden, a very distinctive camellia appeared in front of my eyes. Other camellias were pink, rose red, and bright red, but it was tinged with a faint purple, which looked elegant and mysterious.

Yuwei asked curiously: "Cousin, what kind of flower is this?"

Yang Jian's ears turned red, and he said, "This...this is..."

He shook his sleeves, as if trying to cover up something: "There are too many camellias in this garden, I forgot what it's called."

At this time, Xiaotian Quan said: "This is the camellia that the master likes most, it's called Nianwei!"

Yang Jian quickly brushed away the roaring dog with his sleeve, and added in time: "It's called Nian Weiwei!"

His ears were a little redder, but he still managed to stay calm, pointing at the camellia and talking nonsense: "Xiaoqi, look, the way the petals undulate in the wind, doesn't it look like light waves?"

Yuwei nodded: "It's pretty similar."

There was a rattling sound, and the falcon resting on the branch fluttered its feathers, buried its head under its wings and laughed.

Yang Jian glared at Falcon, and scolded: "Ling Shuang, what should you do!"

So Ling Shuang took a meaningful look at her master, then flapped her wings and flew away.