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Chapter 472 Erlang Shen: I seem to be an uncle?

Huashan.

I saw a ray of fairy light flying from the distant sky, and in an instant, it fell directly in front of the Notre Dame Temple.

After the celestial light dissipated, a handsome man with a refined appearance, heavenly eyes on his forehead, and a folding fan was revealed, with a black dog at his side.

Looking around, I saw the statue of the Three Madonnas in the Temple of Our Lady, but at some point, it was replaced by a statue made of wood.

Moreover, there is a thick scent of incense lingering on it, which looks extremely holy, and said with a smile:

"Xiao Tiangou, it seems that my little girl is quite popular with the people here, and she hasn't been bullied, so I can rest assured."

"As long as my little sister is not affected by this catastrophe of Journey to the West, I can protect her well."

Xiao Tiangou grinned with a big mouth, followed Erlang God Yang Jian, walked into the Notre Dame Temple, and said:
"Master, don't worry, the Third Holy Mother is kind-hearted, and she is not unscrupulous like those evil gods. She will definitely be supported by the people."

"Besides, if you look at the Three Realms, no one would know that the Holy Mother of the Three Kingdoms is your own sister. How can there be any gods and monsters who would dare to step into Mount Hua."

Erlang Shen Yang Jian came to the statue of the Three Virgins and said with a smile:

"Little sister, the second brother came to see you and brought you flat peaches. After a long time, they will not taste good."

Breathe!
Five breaths!

After a full cup of tea, the Temple of the Holy Mother was quiet, and Erlang Shen Yang Jian's face gradually became cold, and he said lightly:
"Find"

In the past, when my third younger sister sensed his aura, she couldn't wait to come to see him.

Now he is standing in the Temple of the Holy Mother, but he has not seen the third sister for a long time, which makes Erlang God have some bad guesses in his heart.

Could it be that my little sister is in danger?Captured by a monster?Stuck?
Xiao Tiangou let out his divine thoughts, sniffed the breath in the Temple of the Notre Dame, his eyes lit up, and said:

"Master, the Three Holy Mothers are nearby!"

Hearing this, Erlang Shen Yang Jian heaved a sigh of relief, picked up the scruff of Xiaotiangou's neck, and disappeared.

……

At the foot of Mount Hua.

I saw that the original small village had disappeared, replaced by a majestic giant city with four big characters engraved on it.

【Great Song Wucheng】

The outside of the city is full of spiritual rice, spiritual rice, spiritual wheat and other grains that are full of grains and exude an attractive fragrance.

At a glance, many old people, children, and some little demons who have just transformed into forms are all farming in the fields in harmony.

at this time.

There was a uniform sound of horseshoes in the distance, many mortals and little demons saw it, not only were not afraid, but gathered together to discuss:

"Your Majesty is really a kind person. If it weren't for Your Majesty, I'm afraid the little old man would have starved to death."

"Yes, please God bless, so that His Majesty can live a long life."

"Bah, bah, you're cursing His Majesty to death! Beat him up!"

After a while.

Wen Hou Lu Bu rode a dragon horse with two horns and led the Song cavalry to escort tens of thousands of ragged refugees through the fields.

Seeing a group of people beating an old man around, he waved his hand and ordered:

"Come on, go and see what they are fighting for."

A personal guard led the order to retreat.

"General Marquis Wen, the last general will obey."

Afterwards, Wen Hou Lu Bu brought the army to the gate of the city, when he saw a familiar figure on the porridge stand outside the city.

Turning over from the horse, he walked quickly to the front, grabbed the bowl and spoon with a wry smile, and said:
"Your Majesty, why are you serving porridge here again? For some trivial matters, just let the soldiers come."

Song Shaodi Zhao Bing saw that there were tens of thousands of refugees this time, and they were all panicked.

After ordering Yue Fei to treat those refugees well, he asked:

"Marquis Wen, why are there so many refugees this time? Could it be that there was a natural disaster somewhere?"

Wen Hou Lv Bu looked around and saw a pretty woman standing aside, with a look of embarrassment on her face, she pulled Song Shaodi to the side.

"Your Majesty, this matter is of great importance to your future, and it cannot be known by Xiao Xiao Evil God!"

The Third Holy Mother, Yang Chan snorted coldly, followed behind the two angrily, and said:
"Lu Bu, who do you think is Xiaoxiao Evil God? Say it louder if you have the ability!"

"Believe it or not, those common people can eat you alive without my help!"

Wen Hou Lv Bu stopped, said with a cold face:

"If it weren't for His Majesty's kindness, I would have killed you long ago!"

"Now I want to report to His Majesty about the military affairs, do you dare to eavesdrop?"

The Three Holy Mothers, Yang Chan, have been staying in [Great Song Wucheng] these days, watching what Song Shaodi did with her own eyes.

I also know that the other party is not a hypocrite and treacherous person, but sincerely treats the people well, and said:
"Hmph, I'm here to supervise you, who knows if you are planning to learn from the gods and Buddhas in the sky, devour the people, and seize luck."

Song Shaodi Zhao Bing saw that the two were arguing again, and said:
"Marquis Wen, Sanshengmu, don't bother arguing, let's get down to business first."

"There is an old saying that you can tell people everything, Marquis Wen, what happened?"

Wen Hou Lu Bu pointed to the tens of thousands of refugees who were queuing up to receive porridge under Yue Fei's comfort, and said:

"Your Majesty, these refugees were received by the last general from Hezhou, Xiniu. It is not safe there now..."

Song Shaodi Zhao Bing said in surprise:

"Who started the fight again? Tang and Sui? Or Han and Wei? Or Ming and Qing?"

According to Song Shaodi's knowledge, among the four major continents, the most emperors went to Xiniu Hezhou.

Moreover, a few months is enough for them to gain a firm foothold, lay down a territory, and establish a country.

at this time.

Yang Chan, the Holy Mother of the Three, said doubtfully:

"Wait, what do Sui and Tang mean? Two small countries?"

Wen Hou Lu Bu ignored the "evil god" who had been pestering His Majesty all this time, and said with a wry smile:
"Your Majesty, it's the Song and Qing barbarians. After Taizong conquered the Bhikkhu Kingdom, he established the Great Song Dynasty. Unexpectedly, the Qing barbarians captured and destroyed France without making a sound."

"The distance between the two countries is only a hundred miles, so they started fighting. These refugees are rescued from the destruction of France."

Song Shaodi Zhao Bing heard the words and asked:
"Is Taizong in distress? Has Taizu come?"

Listening to the words of these two people, Yang Chan, the Holy Mother of the Third, only felt confused for a while, and said in confusion:
"Wait, isn't Zhao Bing the emperor of the Song Dynasty? Where did Taizong Taizu appear?"

"Is it a taboo name? Or a temple name?"

……

at this time.

Quietly, a person and a dog appeared among the people watching from a distance, even Yue Fei, a fellow practitioner of Wen Dao and Martial Arts, didn't notice it.

When Erlang God Yang Jian saw his little sister, his expression changed drastically, and he tightly clutched the folding fan in his hand.

Only a scream sounded:

"Master, master, let go, it's about to break."

However, Erlang God Yang Jian turned a blind eye, his eyes full of murderous intent fell on Wen Hou Lu Bu, he gritted his teeth and said:
"Where did the mortal come to seduce my little sister, and even... tricked my little sister to have a child..."

Looking from afar, the man, woman, and child are clearly a happy family of three!
It made Yang Jian, the God of Erlang, wish he could kill this daring and reckless thief! ! !
at the same time.

Wen Hou Lu Bu only felt a breath of death rushing towards his face, which made him terrified.

Subconsciously pulled out the long sword around his waist, nervously shielded His Majesty behind him, and shouted:

"Where is the evildoer! You dare to be presumptuous in front of this general, and get out quickly and die!"

(End of this chapter)