Report at the beginning of Journey to the West

Chapter 177

"Of course it's bastard meat. The emperor just crossed the river. This turtle doesn't know what to do. If he wants to eat me, I will let Xiong Da boil him." Xie Yun said lightly.

The three apprentices silently mourned for the bastard in the pot for a second. This monster is still young and doesn't know the dangers of the world.

My master was looking for an excuse to eat you, you are really hooked, naive.

Hey, don't say it, it's really delicious!

Xiao Bailong was puzzled, he even sent an urgent message to Xihai. Could it be that his father was too busy to send someone to stop the tragedy from happening?

They are all of the same race, I really can't bear to say it!

"Master, this thief is a distant relative of my West Sea Dragon Clan. If I don't want to offend my master, I really deserve to die. Please don't implicate my clan because of this." Xiao Bailong hesitated again and again, but still put down his chopsticks and begged.

"It's okay, there's someone from the West Sea. They seem to be called Mo Ang. They're all from the same family. You can call him down and have a bite too." Xie Yun said indifferently.

He even felt a little guilty, if it wasn't for the Liangyi Bagua formation he added to the Dragon Monster, Mo Ang might still have won.

Under the order, the little white dragon turned into a white dragon, rushed out of the water, and found the Xihai Naval Camp by the Black Water River. After he revealed his identity, he successfully met his elder brother Mo Ang.

Mo Ang was leaning on crutches at this time, his face was bruised and purple, and he was in a panic.

Seeing this, Xiao Bailong turned pale with fright, and quickly asked, "Brother, what's going on with you?"

"Don't mention it, it was the dragon monster." Mo Ang was dejected. He led the army for the first time, but he returned in a big defeat.

It's really unreasonable for the prince of his own West Sea dragon clan to be unable to defeat the mixed blood dragon!
"Second brother, you probably have to go back to the West Sea to rescue the Immortal Emperor. The elder brother is incompetent and really can't help you."

"Brother, have you been beaten stupid?" Little White Dragon touched Mo Ang's forehead and said, "The Immortal Emperor asked me to come up and call you to eat, the dragon monster has been stewed."

Mo Ang cheered up, dropped the crutch in his hand, grabbed Xiao Bailong's hand, and asked, "Really?"

Wasn't the Immortal Emperor captured by the dragon monster...

Holy crap, this is fake news. How could Immortal Emperor Bahuang, a disciple of the patriarch of Taoism, be captured alive by a dragon?
At this moment, Mo Ang's waist no longer hurts, his legs are no longer limping, and he can walk with his head held high.

When the two came to the cave at the bottom of the water, most of the pot of stewed bastard had already been eaten. Xie Yun and the three apprentices had already put down their chopsticks, and only the River God was still brazen enough to eat.

"Emperor Immortal, the little god came late to save you, you deserve to die, and I hope you will forgive me." Mo Ang lowered his posture.

"Come on, this emperor was just playing with that dragon. He took it seriously, so I had to stew him. It tastes good. Try it?" Xie Yun smiled in a very elder style, and perfectly concealed his true nature. motivation.

In fact, it is to eat stewed bastard meat.

After Mo Ang thanked him, he rubbed his hands shyly, and kept looking at the bastard lying beside him.

"If you want, you can just take it away. This emperor and your father are also considered two-point friendship, so there is no need to be so alien." Xie Yun waved his hand and said.

Mo Ang was overjoyed. He wanted this turtle shell as a trophy, which was enough to wash away the shame of defeat. If the public relations were done well, it could even increase his reputation among the Xihai aquarium.

"The Immortal Emperor is unparalleled in kindness and righteousness, and the little God is very grateful." Mo Ang finished admiring, kicked the River God away, and cursed: "I've been staring at you for a long time, hurry up and save some for our two brothers."

The River God rubbed his waist, finally put down the chopsticks in his hand, and burped, secretly thinking about the chance!
If I hadn't met the Immortal Emperor, I would never have eaten such a meal of Golden Immortal Stew in this life, no, I must find a chance to repay it.

After Mo Ang sat down, he looked at the bastard meat in the pot. When this enemy met him, he was so jealous that he picked up a chopstick and gnawed it.

After eating two or three yuan, he moved his finger, saw little Bailong sitting dryly, and asked: "Second brother, you should try a piece too, it smells good."

Xiao Bailong hesitated and said: "Brother, this dragon monster is counted according to seniority, it is still your cousin, we can kill each other, isn't it good!"

"Hey, he is a ten thousand year bastard, and he is worthy of being compared with you and me, eat!"

Only then did Xiao Bailong get rid of the burden of thinking, picked up a chopstick, took a bite, his eyes glowed, and he sincerely praised: "It's really delicious, damn it, big brother, eat slowly and save some for me!"

The two brothers started fighting at the dinner table, no one would let the other go, and they knocked Xie Yun's chopsticks off the side of the pot while shoving.

Seeing this, the River God quickly picked up the chopsticks, wiped them carefully, and put them in his pocket, secretly saying that it was time to repay the favor.

Like a magic trick, he took out three pairs of chopsticks from his pocket and asked, "Immortal Emperor, did you drop these bamboo chopsticks just now? Or these silver chopsticks? Or these gold chopsticks?"

Xie Yun's face darkened and he was speechless.

Are all the Gods of the River under Heaven graduating from a training class?Why do you like to play this set?
"This emperor dropped bamboo chopsticks."

"The Immortal Emperor is really honest and trustworthy, then this pair of gold chopsticks and this pair of silver chopsticks will be given to you." Heishuihe Heshen put down the gold and silver chopsticks, and was about to put the bamboo chopsticks into his pocket.

Xiong Da next to him became impatient, took out the bamboo chopsticks with the God of the River, and cursed: "You bastard, you are so shameless to steal chopsticks!"

"No, these are bamboo chopsticks, and I gave you gold and silver chopsticks!" He Shen explained.

"Hey, the Immortal Emperor's bamboo chopsticks are made of 500-year-old purple bamboo carefully selected from the Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva Dojo. How can they have the power of a top-grade magic weapon? You want to steal it?" Xiong said angrily.

The God of the River was very embarrassed, what the fuck, he got off the hook. He never expected that the life of the Immortal Emperor would be like this.

A top-grade magic weapon that is a daily necessities, it's hard to think of putting it on us little gods!
"Hey, those who don't know are innocent, River God, I will reward you with this pair of bamboo chopsticks. Remember, if you want to play this game in the future, be generous and bring out some good things. Don't search for them." Xie Yun said in relief.

River God: emmmmm
Immortal Emperor, the little god's family has a weak foundation, even if they put them all out in front of you, there won't be any good things!
After the two brothers Mo Ang and Xiao Bailong drank all the bastard soup at the bottom of the pot, Xie Yun led everyone back to the surface of the water and started the reporting mode.

"Dear friends:
The emperor went to the Heishui River to learn the scriptures, and found that the dragon monster injured the local river god and occupied the Heishui River. He should be punished for his crime and has been executed now. "

"System, I'm reporting the lazy administration of the Heavenly Court, ignoring the Heishuihe River God being bullied."

"Ding, the reporting system is in the process of verification, congratulations to the host for successfully reporting, and rewarding the host with twenty chaotic energy."

"System, I report the Xihai Dragon Clan to cover up the Dragon Monster for personal gain."

"Ding, the reporting system is in the process of verification, congratulations to the host for successfully reporting, and rewarding the host with the supernatural power drop blood rebirth!"

Rebirth from a drop of blood: the supreme supernatural power in the three realms of the prehistoric and desolate, it can greatly stimulate the user's survival potential, even if the body is destroyed, as long as a drop of blood essence remains, it can be reborn.

In this report, Xie Yun used the supernatural power of sound transmission for thousands of miles, so the first time hundreds of thousands of monks learned about the case, they all gave their thumbs up.

Especially some low-level gods, they almost want to worship in Xie Yunli's shrine. Immortal emperors who make decisions for the people are very rare!

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(End of this chapter)