Prehistoric Gourd Supreme

Chapter 121

Rumble!
Zhang Yang carried Zhu Wuneng just as he left, when a figure fell from the outer sky, with a body like pill fire, six legs and four wings, and a huge figure in scale armor fell on the ground. Road mouth.

"I've seen Emperor Jiang Zuwu!"

Hou Yi felt even more depressed, so he was about to chase after Zhang Yang and Zhu Wuneng, but when he saw the falling figure, his face suddenly showed ecstasy, and he quickly saluted.

"I've seen Emperor Jiang Zuwu!"

When Zhu Rong's mother and Zhu Rongyu saw the person coming, their faces changed, showing surprise and fanaticism, they ran over one after another and saluted the person.

Di Jiang nodded, but his face was a little dark, because before he got here, he saw the huge figure of Gonggong lying on the ground, his body was not injured, his face was yellow and red, a pile of dirty plants, Seeing him frowning, he looked disgusted.

"Gonggong, as a ancestral witch, look at what you have become since then? If you don't get out of here, the ancestral witch's face will be completely humiliated by you!"

The image of Gonggong was so unsightly that Dijiang couldn't stand it any longer. With a cold face, he cursed at Gonggong who was lying on the ground.

"Roar……."

A burst of blue light erupted from Gonggong's body, the water glistened, and the filth on his body disappeared in a flash. Gonggong turned over and stood up, looking up to the sky and shouting: "Taoist Hulu, I, Gonggong, will never die with you!"

After yelling, Gong Gong didn't say hello to Di Jiang, instead he strode across tens of thousands of miles and went straight to his tribe to seek revenge from Zhang Yang.

As one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the founder of the Gonggong Tribe, being humiliated today is a thousand times more uncomfortable than killing him. His hatred for Zhang Yang has reached the extreme, and he can't wait to eat his bones and drink his blood.

"Gourd Taoist? Why are you talking about Gourd Taoist?"

Di Jiang frowned, looking at Gong Gong's face full of hatred, and his receding back, knowing that there must be something strange in it, frowned, and turned to ask Hou Yi beside him.

Hou Yi couldn't tell why, and he couldn't explain clearly, but he still told Di Jiang exactly what he saw.

"Continuous somersaults?"

After hearing this, Di Jiang frowned, and he couldn't figure out the key point. He didn't cultivate the primordial spirit, so he didn't know what luck is. Naturally, he couldn't figure it out.

Suddenly, Di Jiang seemed to think of something, and his face changed: "No, since Taoist Hulu is so weird, Gonggong is going to take revenge, he is looking for death!"

Without even thinking about it, he flew up, turned into a streamer, and went straight to Gonggong to chase...

Gonggong Tribe, Houyi Hall.

"Woooo..."

Chang'e said, "I'm here," which instantly released the long-standing depression in her heart, and tears fell down like broken beads.

Entering the house, Zhang Yang saw at a glance that Chang'e had been sealed by the Wu Clan. His heart trembled, and he walked quickly to Chang'e's side. A stream of mana was injected into her body, and he saw traces of strange blood fairies forming a mysterious pattern to seal her purple. government.

Zhang Yang has comprehended a lot of divine lines of heaven and earth. For Hou Yi's rough blood lines, he can tell where his weaknesses are at a glance, and he can't stop him at all.

The mana turned into a sharp sword and stabbed at the key points of the lines. The seal on Chang'e's body was instantly broken, and the mana and primordial spirit in her body resumed their actions. Chang'e hugged Zhang Yang.

"This..." Zhu Wuneng opened his mouth wide, his mouth opened wide, and the words reached his throat, but he couldn't make a sound. His heart seemed to have overturned the jar of vinegar, sour, and there was a burst of envy and hatred.

Jealous of Chang'e's embrace, and even more jealous that Chang'e only had Zhang Yang in his heart, this made him feel stuck, watching Chang'e hugging Zhang Yang tightly, sobbing silently, Zhu Wuneng's bitterness all over his face, finally turned into a helpless sigh.

Passionate since ancient times spared hate!
Zhang Yang's heart trembled, a wave of nephrite in his arms made him feel happy, being hugged tightly by his favorite goddess, he had never experienced this kind of feeling, it was a wonderful feeling.

After stiffening for a while, Zhang Yang hugged his slender waist with his generous arms, hugged him tightly, sniffed the quiet fragrance from his body, stroked Chang'e's back lightly, and said softly: "Don't cry, I will protect you in the future!"

"I'll protect you!"

Chang'e's delicate body trembled again, a sweetness suddenly appeared in her heart, she suddenly raised her head, looked at Zhang Yang with wide eyes, tears still hanging in her eyes, and said, "Really?"

"Of course it's true, more needles than needles!"

Zhang Yang gently wiped away the tears on her snow-white jade cheeks with both hands, and said firmly with tenderness in his eyes.

"It's strange to believe you!"

There was a trace of tenderness in Chang'e's eyes, but disdain appeared on her face, but she refused to admit it, feeling that Zhang Yang was still hugging her, too close, her face blushed, and she struggled out of Zhang Yang's embrace.

"Believe it or not, it doesn't matter, anyway, I'll stick to you from now on, and you won't be able to escape from my palm."

Zhang Yang went back to the past again, and smirked at Chang'e, showing his snow-white teeth, and kept blinking at Chang'e.

"Show affection, be careful and die fast!"

Zhu Wuneng looked at Zhang Yang and Chang'e flirting with each other, feeling the jealousy and hatred in his heart, he had never seen Chang'e, who was as cold as a fairy, showing such a charming side, he couldn't stand it immediately, and kept cursing.

"By the way, how did you find me?"

Chang'e turned her head to ask Zhang Yang, showing curiosity.

Did she know that Hou Yi was powerful and had Da Luo Xian's cultivation base, otherwise she would not be easily caught. This is the Gonggong tribe, and it is also in the Houyi hall, and ordinary people can't find it here.

"It's also thanks to the pig's inability to report, otherwise I would not have known that you were captured by Lord Houyi."

When Zhang Yang thought of this, he felt a wave of fear and a moment of rejoicing. He was lucky to meet Zhu Wuneng. He didn't know if he didn't come today, and if something happened to Chang'e, he would go crazy.

"Let's leave quickly. If Hou Yi comes back, none of us will be able to leave, let alone a more powerful Gonggong."

Thinking of Gonggong, Chang'e was full of anxiety, and without any explanation, she took Zhang Yang's hand and ran out.

"Gong Gong? I don't know where the bad luck is this time!"

Hearing Gonggong, Zhu Wuneng seemed to have found a sense of existence, with a look of gloating on his face. Thinking of the feces falling into Gonggong's mouth, he felt a chill and nausea, but more of a relief.

"What's the bad luck?" Chang'e didn't know why, so she stopped, looked at Zhu Wuneng in doubt and asked.

"Uh, this...you should ask Taoist Calabash, he knows better than me!"

Zhu Wuneng recalled that disgusting scene, felt a chill, the two bitches rolled their eyes, pointed at Zhang Yang, looked at Chang'e and laughed.

He still can't figure out how Zhang Yang made Gonggong so unlucky. He is also very curious, but he knows in his heart that even if he asks Zhang Yang directly, Zhang Yang will not tell him, so he pushes it to Chang'e and wants to pass Chang'e's mouth knows the answer,

"I know that I will lose people's appetite, not to mention pulling them down!"

Chang'e glared fiercely, showing dissatisfaction, turned her head, looked at Zhang Yang, her eyes bent into crescents, and said, "Why are you so unlucky?"

"Ahem!" Zhang Yang also coughed, with a hint of embarrassment on his face. He didn't want to bring up that strong and eye-catching scene, because it was really indecent to say it in front of Chang'e.

However, when he saw Chang'e's curious eyes, he knew that it would be impossible not to say anything, so he organized his words and said, "Actually, it's nothing? It's just that Gong Gong has done too many immoral things recently, and he was punished. Even God will look at him." Pleasing to the eye, let him fall hard and encounter all kinds of bad luck!"

"A ancestral witch stumbled? Do you think I will believe it! You can't even lie, you will fool people!"

Chang'e showed a strange expression of believing in you, she didn't believe what Zhang Yang said at all.

"I'm not lying!"

Zhang Yang looked helpless, what he said was the truth, but Chang'e didn't believe it.

"Then tell me what happened to him?"

Chang'e showed contempt, turned her big bright eyes, and said, but Zhang Yang wanted to answer, so he quickly added: "Don't fool me with such unreliable words as falling or being struck by lightning."

As soon as Chang'e finished speaking, it seemed to have come true, when suddenly there was a loud noise in the sky, electric sparks flickered, and a thunder fell from the sky, illuminating the entire Gonggong tribe.

what…….
Then suddenly there was a scream, the voice was piercing, full of aggrieved, and endless anger, spread throughout the Gonggong tribe, and entered everyone's ears.

"No, Gonggong is back!"

Hearing the sound, Zhu Wuneng's face changed drastically, his fat body turned into a golden light, flew out of the house, rose to the sky, and looked up.

Zhang Yang and Chang'e also flew outside, but when they saw a person outside with a height of several thousand sheets, his whole body was pitch-black, and was still emitting electric sparks, Zhang Yang and Zhu Wuneng glanced at Chang'e at the same time, and they were speechless. Color, muttered in my heart.

Just talking about being struck by lightning, and now being struck by lightning, how unlucky does Gong Gong have to be to be so effective?
(End of this chapter)