Fantasy: The opening pushes the ages

"Forget it, let him continue to sleep. It's not easy for this child to come from the prehistoric world to this fantasy world... Hey! Can you make him keep his voice down! Damn, is this thunder?"

Originally, Lu Shan was still talking to Zhou Mu calmly, but the snoring became louder and louder. In the end, he couldn't help it anymore, and shouted loudly.

Zhou Mu was also straightforward, walked forward with a few steps, slapped, and slapped crisply, and five clear finger prints immediately appeared on his fair and tender face.

With a bang, Nezha finally woke up, his big eyes were muttering, his eyes were sleepy, and he was a little dazed just after waking up, and when he realized that his little face was hot and painful, the little milk boy said angrily: "Who hit me?" ?”

boom

At this moment, that Huntian Ling immediately regained his energy, turning back and forth on Nezha's body like a hovering dragon, and the universe circle on his body also began to glow with golden light.

It seems that only after the master gives an order, Qiankun Circle Huntianling will be dispatched.

"Um... You are so ruthless, you beat such a cute child, you beast, no, something inferior to a beast." Seeing that the situation is not good, Lu Shan said immediately.

"It's his, didn't you ask me to hit him?" Zhou Mu said seriously.

Lu Shan's complexion changed, and he shook his head quickly: "I never said that, do you have evidence? Don't talk nonsense without evidence..."

Snapped

Nezha's figure suddenly appeared in front of Lu Shan, slapped him hard on the cheek with a round slap, and then there was a sound of breaking through the air, and Lu Shan's figure was like a kite with a broken string, slapping him hard. Firmly embedded in the wall.

If it weren't for the specially strengthened walls of the Tianlou, Lu Shan might fly far.

"you……"

After falling to the ground, Lu Shan raised his head and looked at Zhou Mu, grinning, "You're done..."

He wanted to forcefully stand up, but his whole body seemed to be shattered, and when he moved a little, a piercing pain would ensue.

"Uh... um... you're really ruthless."

For Nezha, who was a stranger in front of him, Zhou Mu was afraid from the bottom of his heart. The mouth just now was really cruel, but why did he appear so weak in front of Zhang Heng?
That Nezha seemed to have seen through Zhou Mu's thoughts, and said with a small mouth, "It will take a while for the immortal power in my body to transform into spiritual power."

"So you were transforming your spiritual power during the day you slept?" Zhou Mu asked hastily.

Nezha nodded sincerely, weighed the Qiankun circle in his hand, and as a flash of lightning flashed, a smile appeared on his milky white face, he slightly raised his head, looked at Zhou Mu and said, "Master, I want to Have a meal."

"what……"

Zhou Mu was dumbfounded.

Good guy, this person who came out of the wilderness, the first sentence is to eat, well, he is a foodie.

At this time, Lu Shan also slowed down, and stood up with the support of the wall, but the clothes covering his body had been turned into dust by the fist force, so that he was a little embarrassed now, so he could only pick up the stones on the ground to barely make it. Covering, apart from being a bit windy and uncomfortable to walk on, there is no other problem.

If it was someone else who could save his life from this traumatic injury, it would be an eye-opener from the heavens, but if someone like Lu Shan can be alive after a while, I am afraid it will become a medical miracle.

Seeing Lu Shan approaching, Zhou Mu felt a little guilty, smiled embarrassingly, and said, "Shanzi, I'm the one who's sorry for you this time, you..."

"come over."

Lu Shan was very calm and waved his hand.

Zhou Mu is not stupid, he would get a slap if he made it clear that he had done it in the past, so he shook his head resolutely, and subconsciously took a step back, "I suddenly remembered that there is something I haven't done yet, bye!"

Good luck slipping.

Lu Shan gritted his teeth with hatred. Originally, the culprit was the little baby in front of him, but now he was afraid of the power of that mouth, so he could only transfer the anger to Zhou Mu.

Just as he was about to rush over, Nezha suddenly took a step forward and stood in front of Lu Shan. The little baby was not wearing shoes and stepped on the ground barefoot, making Lu Shan have to lower his head to see the little baby's face clearly.

The little baby put his hands on his hips, pouted fiercely and said: "You want to bully my master?"

It seems that the milk is fierce, without a trace of murderous intent, and even a little cute, but Lu Shan, who was really slapped on the mouth, really knows the power of this little milk baby, immediately took a step back, and said with a smile: " Don’t dare, I’m looking for him to catch up on the old days.”

"uh-huh."

Nezha snorted, bouncing away with the Qiankun circle in his arms.

After he left, the hot wheel lying on the ground suddenly burst into flames, and then flew towards the direction where Nezha left with a swish.

Lu Shan stared blankly, until Hot Wheels also disappeared from sight, he finally regained his senses, "Damn... is that really Nezha? Why is it different from the image in the TV series?"

……

Inside the Phantom Pavilion
Zhang Heng sat on the grand teacher's chair that symbolized the power of the pavilion master, looked sullenly at Zhou Tong who was sitting cross-legged and was healing, and snorted coldly, saying, "What's the matter with you? If you didn't change your mind suddenly, we would have already It worked."

In the cloud of black air, there was an extremely dark light, that Zhou Tong narrowed his eyes slightly, and said: "This time is just a test, and I haven't used my full strength yet, let them breathe a sigh of relief for the time being, and wait until the next time... Jie Jie Jie."

"Laugh at your head, don't you think your smile is particularly disgusting? You have done such a simple thing like this, and you still have a face to smile. If I were you, I would find a place to hang myself."

Zhang Heng finally couldn't help it, and cursed angrily.

He stood up in a jerk, stood in front of Zhou Tong with a few steps, rounded his palm and drew it out suddenly.

With a slap, the slap pierced through layers of black air, and slapped Zhou Tong straight on the face.

Zhou Tong was stunned, and before he could recover, he stared at Zhang Heng with wide eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Zhang Heng."

"Why do you call your grandfather?"

The bit of anger from this piece of Hang Seng calmed down a little after this mouth, sat on the chair and took a few breaths, his eyes like a falcon fell on Zhou Tong, and said: "Zhou Tong, if you only have this If I have some skills, then I need to reconsider our cooperation."

The surrounding black air dissipated, Zhou Tong stood up heavily, the five fingerprints on his face were particularly obvious, his white and tender fingertips ran across the fingerprints, smiled heavily, and said: "You say that you have a brain, what is it? You have been undercover in the Sword God Palace for decades, how stupid you are."

Zhang Heng's complexion changed slightly. He was already a little careless at the moment, and when he was about to make a move against him, at this moment, the latter waved his hand with a slightly mocking expression.

While the palms seemed to be swinging weakly, a majestic black air swept out.