The live broadcast girl was loved by heaven after traveling through time.

"Huh?" Xiao Chacha, who just arrived, happened to hear this question!

Is this a coincidence? This is.

"Ancestor, you are so powerful. Did you get the news so quickly?"

Xiao Chacha came with Da Liushu and Tao Yaoyao. As soon as he entered the first phase of the apartment building, he heard Patriarch Hongjun calling his name.

"Hmph! If you don't want others to know, you have to do nothing unless you do it yourself!" Ancestor Hongjun slowly changed from kneeling on the ground to standing.

He stood with his hands behind his back, as if a big mountain was blocking the consciousness that was still crawling slowly on the ground.

"Tsk, I always keep my good deeds anonymous." Xiao Chacha didn't know that it was Jin Zha who took the risk to save him.

So far, let alone Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun, even his disciples themselves have not figured out that he was saved by them.

The big willow tree whispered: "Speak clearly, otherwise the other party may get rid of this matter in the end."

Tao Yaoyao, who was staring at the monitoring screen remotely: "We won't make it to the end."

Si Xiaoxiao, who was chewing on a chicken leg, said, "Well, I'm very transparent!"

"Hmph, a good thing? Let me first see what good things you have done to my disciple!" Hongjun suppressed the urge to slap Xiao Chacha to death.

Don't try to act with me here!

But if they take action at this time, it is a small thing to accidentally kill them. If they really do what they did to their disciples, it is a big thing to be irreversible!

At this time, Xiao Chacha was still thinking whether they were too secretive when rescuing people.

Otherwise, why would the other party be so imposing?

Well, I must be too low-key, so the other party hasn't noticed yet that they have done good things.

That ray of consciousness finally crawled forward a few meters.

Ancestor Hongjun took a few steps forward and then stopped again.

Xiao Chacha and the other three could only stand behind him.

A quarter of an hour later, Xiao Chacha stood a little bored: "Tianzun? Tianzun?" Is this apartment of his so good? Is it even worth standing in the corridor for so long?

Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun did not pay attention.

After another two quarters of an hour, Xiao Chacha felt a little tired from standing. The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

There is a range hood in the other party's room. Doesn't it smell good to him while lying on the sofa and inhaling the fairy spirit?

Why do you keep standing in the corridor? Could it be that he was worried that his disciple would go too far and cause mental problems?

"Tianzun? Are you okay? Don't let your mind wander." I have never seen any god turn into a wooden pile. This is such a big blow.

Why did it suddenly turn into a statue?

Xiao Chacha kept pushing him from behind. Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun was afraid that he would accidentally step on the consciousness on the ground.

He resisted the opponent's push with all his strength.

Xiao Chacha became even more anxious when she saw that his body was stiff.

"Tianzun! Tianzun!" The pushing force became even stronger. "Quick! Help me!"

Not only did he take the photo himself, but he also asked Da LiuShu to take the photo too!

The big hands of the big willow tree are really wooden piles. Just hit it with a bang!

Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun is so depressed! He hasn't started yet! Why did the other party take action first!

Junior! It's against you!

But he can't just start fighting! That little soul is lying on the ground!

If there was a real fight, it would not be flattened by stepping on it, and it would be blown to pieces by the magic power.

The angry old man had slashes all over his head and he was vomiting blood in his heart.

He recited a mantra and cloned his divine body.

Use your clone to resist the hammering from the wooden palm of the big willow tree, and the twitching push and shake from the little tea.

The main body squatted down, slowly picked up the consciousness, and held it in the palm of his hand.

He turned around slowly: "Stop! Stop shaking! First tell me where you hid my disciple?"

Little Chacha, Big Willow, you look at me, I look at you.

Si Xiaoxiao zoomed in on the camera and focused on his hand.

"She has something in her hand, right?" Although she couldn't see it, judging from the other party's actions just now and the posture he maintained now, it should be correct.

Tao Yaoyao: "Yeah! No wonder he didn't fight back when he was beaten. It turned out to be because he was afraid of the things in his hands."

Xiao Chacha understood the other party's point from the shock, "Ancestor was joking." Why are we hiding your apprentice's temper? Do you have nothing to do and become your ancestor?

"Hmph! If you hadn't hidden him, why would he be in Sanhe Mountain! If I were to find him by myself, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to reap the benefits from you!"

Tao Yaoyao: "Sister, if Lord Manjusri one day understands why that precious disciple is in Sanhe Mountain, do you think he will feel sorry for us?"

Si Xiaoxiao: “No.”

If it were another god, maybe it would be possible, but...

Sensing the state of the consciousness in his hand, Tianzun became increasingly impatient, "Junior, do you want me to find out by myself?"

"Hey, why is it so lively today?" Ancestor Hongjun suddenly appeared, interrupting Manjusri's anger.

"Hey, I'm finally back. This mountain has become a lot deserted without you." The arrival of Patriarch Hongjun rescued Xiao Chacha. He seemed to have centipede legs and moved to the side without leaving a trace.

The originally spacious and bright corridor suddenly became crowded.

Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun: "Ancestor Hongjun, you are well. I came back today for my unlucky disciple! He lost his magic power and was kidnapped here!"

Manjusri's words were astonishing. Xiao Chacha was frightened again and didn't say anything for a long time.

Ancestor Hongjun smiled: "Tianzun is joking. As long as you are here, who in the world can kidnap your disciple."

Xiao Chacha: "What does Tianzun mean? Do you think that our Sanhe Mountain has kidnapped True Lord Jin Zha?"

"Hmph! Isn't it?"

Daliu Shu: "Jin Zha Zhenjun is in your apartment. We didn't kidnap him." Tu Tu has a good temper, but at critical moments, he is also anxious even if he doesn't talk about the important points.

"Apartment! In an apartment!"

Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun put away his spiritual consciousness and walked forward.

It took only a moment to arrive at the door of the apartment, and the fingerprint was successfully matched.

Pushing open the door of the apartment room, at a glance, Manjusri did not see his apprentice when he entered the door. Instead, he saw a table of bamboo sticks!

The table is covered with bamboo sticks with extremely sharp ends!

"How brave! You actually tortured him!" The aura around his body was fully activated. Except for Ancestor Hongjun, he was completely motionless within three feet. The other people who had just followed him were instantly bounced away.

The big willow tree cast a spell and grabbed the railing of the corridor: "Don't you, Laojiu, smell the fragrance??"

As soon as I opened the door, I could smell the barbecue smell even in the hallway!

That ecstatic fragrance, has this old man’s nose failed?

Xiao Chacha held on to Da Liushu's trousers tightly to prevent herself from flying out along with her beard and clothes: "Tianzun, this thing is called Chuan Chuan, there are mutton, pork, shrimp... There are vegetables too! Your precious apprentice ate the food, and the leftover stick! It’s not a torture tool! It’s not a torture tool!” Cough cough cough…

The wind was so strong that my mouth was a bit loud. After a few words, I was filled with fairy spirit.