Journey To the West: Help Styx Strengthen the Abi Sword at the Start

"Jianglong? You are Jianglong? I have found you!"

"Hi! Let it go, it's broken!" Zhao Ling's eyes widened, and tears came out at that time.

He shrank his neck and gasped, feeling as if he was caught by two tongs, and his whole body was in severe pain.

After hearing the words, the great monk realized that he was wrong, and immediately grabbed Zhao Ling's hands with an embarrassment and let go.

Bang!

Zhao Ling was thrown into the air and fell to the ground with a snap of his feet.

He turned pale and felt his feet twisted!

The accumulation of anger in his chest finally surpassed his reason.

Immediately snarled: "You monk really didn't take it seriously, why did you come here? Ah? Are you sent by God to torture me?"

I saw the great monk with a look of guilt, and walked towards him: "Amitabha, brother, I'm excited for a while, brother, don't blame it!"

Looking at the coming monk, Zhao Ling's heart tightened, and he tried to stand up, but his arms were weak and his feet could not be supported, so he could only move back with one leg constantly.

"Don't come here, I'm not Jianglong, my name is Zhao Ling, this is the palace, and there are gods outside. If you kill me here, I will tell you, you can't get out of Chang'an City!"

Zhao Ling uttered all the information he knew baldly, just to see if the other party was afraid.

Looking at Zhao Ling, who was screaming like a pig, the monk shook his head. It seemed that this guy had been stunned by the six reincarnations, so he had to say: "I know there are gods, so do I! I am a **** of Buddhism!"

At this moment, the princess came.

His voice came from a long distance in front of the backyard, with a hint of excitement and triumph: "Zhao Ling, let me tell you, there is a **** in the palace, and the emperor has become a god!"

Although everyone in the palace was fixed, he did not have legal residence for people from outside, and his thoughts were all on Zhao Ling's body, and he didn't notice the princess who came to visit Zhao Ling at all.

Hey, a figure suddenly appeared on the wall in the backyard. He was hanging on the wall and wanted to fly down, but he saw a scene that made her wide-eyed.

Zhao Ling lay on the ground, touching his shoulders, crying, and moving one leg constantly.

And in the direction of his feet, there was a burly bald head with a wicked grin, and it was constantly approaching Zhao Ling, as if it were as wretched as possible.

Chapter 410 The wind rises from Chang'an

"Ah, I didn't see anything!"

The princess said that she was about to climb up, and she was shocked in her heart and started to make up for it.

It turns out that Zhao Ling didn't go to the meeting of choosing husband and son because of this?

Got it! Got it!

"Help, princess, help me, this person wants to kill me!" Zhao Ling finally saw the life-saving straw, how could he give up.

The princess was taken aback and looked at Zhao Ling, and immediately she saw that Zhao Ling's feet showed an abnormal posture.

"Um?"

Zheng!

His long sword was taken out of its sheath, and his figure flew down, pointing directly at the monk who looked dumbfounded.

"Who are you? How dare you sneak into the palace and want to go wrong!"

At the same time, she carefully observed this somewhat sturdy monk, and moved towards Zhao Ling's side.

"Donor, I said I didn't mean anything, do you believe it?"

"Huh, Zhao Ling's feet are all useless, and you still say you are not malicious?" The princess shouted sharply, "Who allowed you to enter Chang'an to pass the scriptures?"

"This!" The monk was stunned. He didn't come to Chang'an to preach the scriptures, but to go to the emperor's side to find a living.

Only after coming here, seeing a faint demon over the palace, he came to check it out.

Unexpectedly, I saw the reincarnated Jianglong!

Huh!

The princess saw the monk's stunned effort and took advantage of this gap to drag Zhao Ling over, dragging a long trace on the ground.

"Hiss!" Zhao Ling's painful mouth twitched, and said to his heart, you are a stubborn injury, and the injury was not serious. After being pulled by you like this, one of the arms is considered to be dislocated.

"Are you okay, Zhao Ling?" The princess stepped back and cast a caring look.

The monk first said: "He's okay, I don't want to hurt him, but I was just a little excited and didn't have a good control!"

The princess stared, huh? Why does this sound so weird?

"what happened?"

The great monk explained the whole story in detail, then looked at Zhao Ling and asked, "Are you willing to restore the memory of the previous life?"

The princess looked at Zhao Ling incredulously: "Are you the Buddha's Venerable Dragon Dragon?"

Then she laughed loudly: "You rookie, you are actually Jianglong?"

Zhao Ling's face was extremely dark. He ignored the convulsive princess and looked at the monk: "So, you are Fuhu?"

"Exactly!" Fuhu walked aside and picked up his golden bowl and Zen stick and said his sins.

Carrying the objects in his hand, he walked to Zhao Ling and said, "Brother, let me help you restore the memories of your previous life!"

The princess on the side was stunned by the prosperous Buddha's glory.

"Really a god."

"Wait, do you recover from my injury first?" Zhao Ling looked at his foot, where the ball was already swollen.

"Oh!" Guanghua flashed, Zhao Ling stood up.

"thanks!"

He grabbed the princess and started to gallop away.

"Brother, wait for me, the memory has not recovered yet!"

"You melon peel, why did I promise you to restore your memory!"

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Inside the Chang'an Palace.