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Chapter 342 The Ultimate Divine Weapon: Zi Yu

My sister won't be adopted!
As soon as this idea came out, it took root in Emperor Xingchen Ziwei's heart and gradually expanded.

His gaze turned to Taishang Laojun.

Eyes darkened.

That's the old guy.

Those who have Hongmeng Shenmu in the heavenly court belong to Sanqing.

OK!

It's really vicious to let his sister take the lead in things that he can't do.

Sensing the gaze of Emperor Xingchen Ziwei, Taishang Laojun was shocked.

Have you been misunderstood?

Why does he feel so hung up!

The gossip stove is broken.

Is there any hope of recovery?

The Bagua Furnace was restored last time.

Taishang Laojun was cheated of ten bottles of pills.

"God."

"roll."

Seeing the look of Taishang Laojun begging.

Emperor Xingchen Ziwei felt that the guess in his heart was 1000 million times more solid.

In an instant, Taishang Laojun's old face turned black again.

Not so much!

Don't give me any face?

After all, he is also the Taoist ancestor of the Sanqing.

In an instant, Taishang Laojun straightened his back, and he gained confidence.

"Twenty bottles of elixir, can you?"

"roll."

It is still a word.

Emperor Xingchen Ziwei stared.

Old cows eat young grass.

Dare to tease his sister.

This old man really has no lower limit.

Just such a person.

If you don't leave, why keep him?
Unknowingly, countless immortal families gave thumbs up to Emperor Xingchen Ziwei in secret.

Dare to be open and aboveboard and confront the Taishang Laojun.

He really is the first word.

As for Sun Wukong.

All three dare to fight.

"Hmph, I just let you repair the alchemy furnace, as for it! Woooooo..."

Taishang Laojun covered his nose.

Hold the green bull and go far away.

click.

The audience was dumbfounded again.

This is Taishang Laojun?

Why does it feel different from what they met?

"Let's go! I can't forge today."

Emperor Xingchen Ziwei glanced around.

Wait until the surrounding immortals leave.

He looked at Chang'e, and immediately showed flattering eyes.

"Sister, this is forging, this is forging."

"Not too soon."

A sudden voice sounded.

Emperor Xingchen Ziwei turned his eyes and swept down.

Zi Yu was looking at him aggressively, pinching her waist.

Emperor Xingchen Ziwei frowned, losing his momentum.

Why come another one?
One sister isn't enough?

two?

In the end, he invited the two fairies into the Palace of Stars.

In front of them, they began to forge divine weapons with great momentum.

As for what grade it was, he couldn't be sure.

Only at the moment when the magic weapon is formed, will the grade be revealed.

He also had a layer of curiosity in his heart.

Who is it?

Sun Wukong's sister-in-law came forward.

My sister also came forward.

Emperor Xingchen Ziwei didn't even dare to refuse.

……

mortal world.

half a month later.

Wu Di waited patiently in the Chenghuang Temple.

Zi Yu said she would come back today.

Wu Di was full of excitement.

God soldiers.

A magical weapon forged by my brother-in-law himself.

He was really looking forward to it.

And Chang'e Fairy.

He really wanted to be kissed by her again.

That cool feeling is so good, he has never experienced it before.

Swah——

A golden light poured into the Temple of the City God.

A figure quietly appeared on the ground.

She spun around slightly, revealing her perfect figure.

At this time, Zi Yu was wearing a gauze dress, extremely beautiful.

Her lips are red.

Alluring as if stained with blood.

She blinked her beautiful eyes, as if there was lightning, they shot out directly.

Wu Di was shocked, and he was really shocked.

What does this little girl want to do?
Staying stupid in heaven?

"City God Immortal."

A soft voice sounded.

The immortal power released from Zi Yu's body, the immortal energy fluttered.

The small and exquisite jade feet fell on the ground, revealing white and delicate.

Her haughty figure.

The deduction of the temperament of the little lolita is meticulous and unparalleled.

"What are you doing here? Imitating Chang'e?"

The corner of Wu Di's mouth twitched.

It was really fun.

Ziyu pursed her lips and walked up to Wu Di step by step.

She poked her head out and kissed him on the lips.

In an instant, a cold feeling was released.

Wu Di was stunned.

This is Zi Yu?

But the taste is obviously wrong.

This little guy won't use Chang'e's rouge powder!
Wu Di directly picked her up, put her on his lap, and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"What do you want to do again? Tell me! Ask for leave?"

"Humph."

Zi Yu's small nose wrinkled.

Two points of resentment rose in his eyes.

What an asshole.

Is the ancient god an idiot?

Can't see it?

She was so obvious.

He won't confess?
"Bad guy, here you are."

Ziyu patted a ring into Wu Di's hand.

She trotted to sit on the chair next to her.

The short legs hang down naturally, still some distance from the ground.

The small figure is unobstructed.

In the entire heaven, and even the mortal world, there is no one who is petite and cuter than her.

"have a look."

She blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at Wu Di expectantly.

Wu Di's eyes fell on the ring, and his mind moved.

whoosh-

Three feet green peak.

A burst of blue light shot out.

With endless momentum.

A long sword stood in front of Wu Di, exuding coercion.

It seems to have a spirituality, and it is whistling non-stop.

Wu Di's eyes fixed on it.

A happy face.

Nice sword!

he likes.

buzz-

Suddenly, the long sword began to tremble.

It seems that there is a layer of restraint on it, which is beginning to break.

click.

one sound.

click.

Again.

The shackles covering the long sword began to crack layer by layer.

"Quick, recognize the Lord."

Zi Yu's face was anxious.

She forgot.

This is the ultimate weapon.

Deny the word of the Lord!
will run by itself.

"Recognize the Lord?"

Wu Di was wondering, his outstretched hand was already on the hilt of the sword.

hum-

The long sword began to tremble violently.

"Acknowledge the Lord."

Zi Yu looked anxious.

But Wu Di was puzzled again.

He felt that the long sword didn't want to run.

It's about being afraid.

"Ding dong, the best magic soldier, successfully signed in, reward: the hand of all weapons."

The system beep sounds.

After a moment.

The long sword stopped.

He was not trembling, but surrendered naturally.

Ziyu poked her neck, her eyes narrowed.

How can it be?

Could this be the true power of the ancient gods?

Facing the top-grade magic weapon, just holding it is enough?

Physical suppression?

Ziyu's little head couldn't turn around.

She could only look at Wu Di blankly and dully.

This is too powerful!
Even her brother-in-law couldn't reach this level of grasping.

"What are you looking at? What recognizes the Lord?"

"No...it's fine."

Zi Yu shook her head quickly.

Her little face flushed a little hotly.

Fortunately, she was still worried about Wu Di, so she was really ashamed now.

He is an ancient god, how can he be judged by common sense?

"Does this sword have a name?"

"No, the emperor said to let its owner name it."

"Name it? Let's call it Ziyu!"

"Purple Feather?"

Zi Yu's face was filled with joy, and she jumped up quickly.

He holds a sword.

Isn't it equivalent to holding yourself?

Her little face turned red again.

Wu Di had black lines all over her head, and a big chestnut hit her on the head: "It's not Ziyu, it's Ziyu, the one who defends."

"Oh."

Ziyu pouted her small mouth, a little aggrieved, pitiful.

"What's the mission? I'll try the magic weapon."

　Ask for a ticket! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)