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

Chapter Four and Two

Suddenly, a very unwilling voice roared: "I am the son of King Zhao, Fuhu, what crime should you take to arrest the royal family at will!"

Zhao Ling also had no choice. Two gods suddenly appeared. He thought he saw hope, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't intend to intervene, so he had to reveal his identity.

"Yes, I am the current princess, Fuhu, you dare to hunt me down on Chang'an Avenue, you have already violated my laws, whether you are a fairy or a god, you shouldn't be like this!"

The princess took Zhao Ling and ran continuously, and the heat on the two of them was rising, which obviously consumed a lot of money.

If the other party is chasing, the two of them may be killed on the spot, after all, their current body is no better than Fuhu's tempered body!

"Huh? So the other party is the prince?"

The second sage glanced at each other and said in his heart, isn't this causing them trouble?

On the one hand, it was the face of the emperor, and on the other, the entrustment of the four heavenly kings.

This makes them feel in a dilemma!

"It's better for me to wait for Fuhu to be driven out of Chang'an City! Don't hurt him!"

"So, so good!"

Venerable Fuhu's cassock flew up and down, and because of the dense population, even if he was galloping in the sky, it was difficult for him to catch the two people who were interspersed in the crowd.

"Brother, you must resist, leave Chang'an with me, I will help you restore your memory!"

"Fart, fart! When did I promise you that I would restore my memory, even if I am Jianglong, but now I don't want to restore my memory, you can't force me, isn't the Buddhist school paying attention to letting the flow take its course? Your behavior and robbers In comparison, even more hateful than robbers!"

Zhao Ling really couldn't run.

"Zhao Ling, run quickly, otherwise this monk will catch you and restore your memory, you may not know this princess!"

"I ran away, how about you?"

"Oh, you are stupid, his target is you, not me, this princess stopped him! Run away!"

"Chang'an is so big, where should I go?"

Zhao Ling was also blinded!

"Go, Changchun Tower!"

Zhao Ling suddenly opened his eyes. Is this an order to go to the Changchun Tower?

"What are you going to do in a daze? Go, then the monk probably won't go in!"

Changchun Tower is the most famous place in Chang'an City. It is said that even your Majesty would go there occasionally in disguise.

Under the urging of the princess, Zhao Ling galloped and rushed directly into the Changchun Tower.

"Quickly, arrange two girls for my son!"

He spoke directly to the old bustard with an urgent expression.

"This is not Young Master Zhao, yes, let's make arrangements for you!"

With a smile on the woman's face, she cast a glance that everyone understood.

As for the people in the hall, there are a few people who are more familiar with Zhao Ling. They laughed and said, "Master Zhao, why are you here again? Are you afraid that your old man will interrupt you?"

Almost every time Zhao Ling came, he had to be beaten once, and the sticks in the family had interrupted countless sticks, but he just wanted to come here.

The key is that every time he comes, he is still a bit vegetarian.

This made him have no choice but to force him to get along with the princess, but this guy would listen to his father's words.

I even sneaked away to cover up before, and in the end I went to and frankly in the Changchun Tower.

Almost let King Zhao sever the relationship.

"Hmph, just laugh, immortal cultivator, a bald head will come in a while, if he comes in, please help me stop, this son must be thankful!"

Seeing that the boss had brought the two girls, Zhao Ling directly dragged the girls into the room.

There was a burst of laughter behind him.

"My son, shall we start now?"

These two oirans had supported the emperor, and they must take the royal people seriously.

Seeing that beads of sweat came out of Zhao Ling's head in a hurry, the two immediately pulled Zhao Ling to the bed and carefully wiped the beads of sweat.

Zhao Ling grabbed the two of them one by one, and said, "Take it off!"

"what?"

"Take off! Didn't you hear?"

With helplessness in the eyes of the two women, Zhao Ling is indeed a young child! Do you not go through the process?

The two began to move slowly.

"Hurry up, after taking off and standing, stand facing the door!"

"Yes!" This son of Zhao's hobby is really weird! The two obediently stood naked and facing the door according to their instructions.

Zhao Ling touched the sweat on his forehead, walked to the round table in the room, picked up the teapot on it, and started to pour it fiercely.

"Hmph, Fuhu, if you dare to come in, your Buddhism reputation will be ruined, I don't believe you dare to take this step!"

Holding the teapot, he remembered what the great monk had said to him.

"Jianglong? How could I be Jianglong? If I had been Jianglong, I'm afraid I would have become a fairy long ago, and I would be locked in the backyard by the old man here?"

Then he changed his mind: "Even if I am Jianglong, you can't force me to awaken the memory, right?"

Zhao Ling was muttering, trying to open the window to see the scenery outside.

But only a loud bang came from below.

Then an angry shout came: "For the sake of your hard work, don't stop me, otherwise, the stick in my hand is not vegetarian!"

"what happened?"

The two women standing at the door looked a little flustered, they were shaking constantly, affected by the aura of Fuhu.

"Don't worry, even if the sky is falling, you will stand here for me. Money is indispensable for you!"