"Damn it, why are you pretending..."

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were furious, their eyes were red, and they were staring at Hongjun who was being watched by everyone at this moment.

The memory does not exist, and even the remaining pictures are erased.

Even if they are the Twelve Ancestral Witches, under the intervention of Daoist, no matter how strong they are, there is an upper limit.

"Why am I kneeling?"

"How the hell do I know, what the hell is going on, why does it feel like I forgot something!"

"I feel the same way, do you too?"

"Friend Daoist, fellow Daoist, why aren't you wearing pants? Hey, the relationship between you and this fellow Daoist...is really interesting!"

"I'm interested in your sister, who was obviously scared off just now, the one behind you, who are you, I don't know you..."

"Fellow Lantern, you, me, I won't play with you anymore, hmph..."

"Ah, Hongyun, I almost forgot, hey, I'm going, fellow daoists, don't go, oh, I'm going, why are these pants so hard to lift..."

"Dead bald donkey..."

"Why does that dragon horse look a little bald?"

Hong Huang gradually returned to the right track.

As for the high altitude, Hongjun, who was walking step by step, didn't pay much attention. They went back to their respective homes and looked for their mothers.

Hongjun: [-. -###! 】

This is not right!

All eyes are on him, why don't these guys look at him?

He was walking in the sky, did you see, the purple air is thirty thousand li, ah hey...

look at me...

If you don't follow me, who will I pretend to be for? Hey...

"Hongjun!"

Nuwa scolded, sweeping the world.

Suddenly, some nearby immortals, monsters, three clans and even some witch clans nearby all raised their heads and looked at Nuwa.

At this time, most of the prehistoric creatures suddenly saw the purple air of thirty thousand miles, full of force, coming from the sky, holding Hongjun with a whisk in his arms.

and many more……

like?

I remembered something.

shit...

Hongjun proved it!

The number one sage in the way of heaven, unparalleled in the world, the word of eternal life, this is the voice of the way of heaven imprinted in the soul, irreversible.

Like a prehistoric slow pace, this is the real return to the right track.

"Look, that's the saint Hongjun, he really proved the way and became a saint, so awesome..."

"It's really Hongjun, Hongjun has become a saint!"

"It looks amazing..."

"Hongjun, he has really become enlightened, then what he said before is true, he is really a saint hand-picked by heaven!"

"What is Hongjun going to do? That is, Luo Hu, what is he doing? None of you know!"

"Like, let me think about it..."

"Fuck off you, he is preaching, pretend I don't understand?"

"Hey, Hongjun's proof is over, and now Luo Hu is also proving the way, so can we all be saints?"

All of a sudden, the great prehistoric situation set off a monstrous upsurge.

At the moment when Hongjun was moving forward, amidst the terrifying clouds of calamity, Taoist Shichen looked at the God-killing Spear stained with nine-colored blood with a smirk, "This thing is so precious..."

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Chapter 115 Don't want CK, want a maid

【brute……】

Word of heaven.

【Improper son of man...】

Heaven roared.

[You are shameless, you have no lower limit, you really do not know the course of history, the future trajectory, you are hateful...]

[The method of the 21st century is used on me, woohoo...]

【You bastard, I curse you for having a son...】

【No, no, brother, I was just joking, don't come, don't come... ah... help...】

【Da Dao Daddy save me...】

【I am not pure...】

On this day, there was heavy rain pouring down on the prehistoric land...

Even if the sun is shining brightly, it can't hide the drifting heavy rain falling and converging into a river...

……

Why is it raining?

Hongjun frowned slightly. He who had gathered countless eyes on him just now was full of ambition.

Rain, little thing.

He lightly danced his whisk, and saw a rainbow bridge emerge, separating the rainwater and falling into the East China Sea...

"I've done the math. It hasn't rained during this time."

The bald and bright-faced birthday star had a strange expression on his face, and he immediately grabbed a sika deer and smiled, "You just follow me, let's go, go home, there is my cave, hehe..."

The sika deer refused to give in, its four hooves kicked the ground out of small pits, and pulled it back desperately...

"Come with me, happy home..."

"Don't resist, you can't go against your destiny, baby..."

"bring it on……"

The bald old birthday star threw away his cane and rode directly on the sika deer, laughing loudly, "Come with me, that is the happy hometown..."

Qinglong passed by with cold sweat on his forehead, and Yinglong who was walking in front gave a sideways glance. He looked very fairy-like, but for some reason, he looked at the more or less serious old guy and greeted Qinglong, "Go, go back Station, the tribal war is about to start!"

"Oh……"

Qinglong followed Yinglong all the way, walking towards the depths of the East China Sea, but looked back at the birthday old man every step of the way, thinking of this old beast, oh no, what the old fairy said, Qinglong also trembled, "It's disgusting... ..."

……

Hongjun waved away the heavy rain.

Thirty thousand miles of purple air, step by step, came to Hongjun not far from Luohu, with a smile that was not a smile.

But at this moment, Luo Hu slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the terrifying robbery cloud in the high sky, covering the sky and covering the sun, beyond the cloud layer.

He is enlightened.

Now, I am waiting, waiting for Heaven to admit.

As long as the Dao of Heaven admits it, then he is the second saint between heaven and earth, and he also approves of Dao of Heaven. In the future, he can participate in some things between heaven and earth.

Otherwise, if the name is not right and the word is not right, it will not work if you have the magic power of a saint but lose the help of the Dao of Heaven.

But Luo Hu didn't know that his stalwart master was persuading the way of heaven.

That's really moving with emotion and understanding with reason.

Taoist Shichen must let Tiandao understand the stakes of Rahu's enlightenment, and let him know how proud and proud it will be for Rahu to become enlightened.

Just like in the terrifying robbery cloud.

"Kneel down, crawl like a dog, you fucking crawl faster..."

【Wood has a chain...】

"Damn it, why do you have so many demands..."

[There is still a tail missing...]

"Holy shit, God, you are a joker. I will watch some movies in the future. We are like-minded in this regard..."

[I also want a pair of cat ears...]

"Why didn't I think of it, CK?"

【I want a maid...】

"Your savvy is really good, I like it, but, can you transform into a human form, I like Ai Iijima!"

【I like Sola Aoi...】

……

Hongjun came, with a smile all over his face.

"Hongjun..."

Nuwa gritted her back molars and stared at him for fear that he would make any changes.

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