[Quick Transmigration] I heard that He is the child of Empress Nuwa

Yang Jian and Sun Wukong are fighting on the rise, although Sun Wukong has shown weakness.But it is still too early to tell the winner, at least a hundred or ten rounds are needed.

Sitting on the clouds, Feng Yu had a great time watching it, after all, it was his partner and lover, he thought he was handsome no matter what, not to mention that he was already handsome, and he was even more handsome when he was fighting.

Yang Jian was concentrating on fighting, but just when Monkey King showed a trace of defeat, and the winner was about to be decided, a golden light flew from the sky above the layers of clouds and mist, and it hit the battlefield accurately. Sun Wukong, who also had no distractions, concentrated on the battle. He never thought that someone would sneak up on Sun Wukong, who was knocked unconscious, and then fell straight from the sky.

Yang Jian put away the three-pointed two-edged knife with a dark face, and looked coldly at the heavenly soldiers and generals in the heavenly court who tied the fainted Monkey King with a binding rope, and brought him to the heavenly court.

If it weren't for the face of the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother, Yang Jian would have turned around and returned to Guanjiangkou long ago, and he would not have planned to follow him to the Heavenly Court.

Yang Jian, who was dressed in a silver helmet with a condensed expression and a stern face, Feng Yu knew that he was in a bad mood and angry at a glance.

After he flew to his side, Feng Yu walked over and held Yang Jian's hand, comforting him silently.

The warm hand of the person he admired held his own. Even if he was in a bad mood, Yang Jian immediately returned to his previous appearance. How could he be willing to show a cold face to his beloved because of some trivial matters.It's just that a battle was interrupted, the big deal is just to fight later, nothing is as important as the care of your lover.

Holding Feng Yu's hand, Yang Jian was a little reluctant to let go, seeing that Feng Yu didn't intend to break free, so he kept holding it.

Following Li Jing, the Heavenly King of Tota who was tied to Monkey King, and [-] heavenly soldiers and generals, Yang Jian drove the clouds slowly. Anyway, Li Jing and the heavenly soldiers and generals were slow. get on.

This time Li Jing led the heavenly soldiers and generals to help out, but Nezha, the great god of the Santanhaihui, did not accompany him, because not long ago, he was injured by Sun Wukong and his entire arm was broken. Whether he was injured, or was injured just because he was careless, or because he did not want to fight with Li Jing, only the Third Prince Nezha knew about it.

No matter how slow the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals and Li Jing were, they still reached the South Heaven Gate after a whole day.

Li Jing asked his deputy to bring the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals back to the barracks, and he led the deputy general to press Sun Wukong and Yang Jian into the Lingxiao Palace, but Feng Yu didn't intend to follow, after all, he and Tianting are not too big It's just that Yang Jian didn't let go, so Feng Yu was pulled in just like that.

In the Lingxiao Palace, the Queen Mother of the Jade Emperor sits on a high position, and all the gods are also sitting in their positions. Seeing King Tota Li pressing the still confused Monkey King in, and seeing Yang Jian behind Li Jing, All the gods in the heaven were happy.

After all, Sun Wukong is indeed too bold. If he hadn't been protected by someone behind him, he would not be wronged even if he died more than ten or twenty times just by calling him the title of Monkey King. down to heaven.

Although he was strong before, but he had no foundation, no ability, and he had to surrender, it was impossible for the Heavenly Court to give him too much official position.

Now that he is fighting against the banner, it is normal for him to be arrested by the heavenly court. If he is not so arrogant, and the person behind him has no other plans, it is impossible for him, Sun Wukong, to make such a big fuss. Even Yang Jian knows about these big differences Not bad, not to mention that the other gods in the heaven basically knew it well, but no one said it clearly.

Yang Jian didn't care about Sun Wukong's disposition, since he wouldn't die anyway, he listened briefly to the conversations of the gods, and while the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother cared for him, he talked about his recent years, but when he left, he was killed by the Jade Emperor again. The emperor's mother stuffed a lot of things, as if she was afraid that he would be wronged in Guanjiangkou in the world.

Although it didn’t take long for the ups and downs in the sky, it has been more than half a year in the human world. After all, Yang Jian had captured Monkey King on his way to the sky, and the time he stayed in the heavenly court was not short, probably only eight or nine times in the heavenly court. One hour, if one day in the sky and one year in the world, half a year is normal.

Back at the Zhenjun Temple, Yang Jian removed his armor and changed into the wide-sleeved robe that he wore at home. He was originally a strong God of War, but he turned into a handsome fairy in the sky. This change has to be said to be huge, but it is a pity This side can only be seen by Feng Yu in the Temple of the True Monarch, other people should not think about it.

Although the battle was not perfect, it was still fun, but at the end I was a little regretted by the Taishang Laojun's blow, and I was always thinking about it. I wanted to have another fight with Monkey King someday, so as to decide the outcome. .

Yang Jian went back to the dormitory to get a set of clothes, and was going to go to the Tangchi to wash them well. After all, his body was inevitably stained with dust from the battle with Monkey King. Although he didn't sweat, he still felt a little uncomfortable, so he wanted to wash it well.

Seeing that Yang Jian took his clothes and went to the Tangchi, Feng Yu also went back to the sleeping hall, turned back to his original body, came out of the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil and re-formed into a human form.

After closing the box of Nine Heavens Breathing Soil and putting it away, Feng Yu stepped lightly, landed and walked towards Tangchi silently.

Lifting the thin veil, in the hazy water vapor, the sound of splashing water makes people imagine, through the faint hazy water vapor, Feng Yu sits on the soft couch, reveals his own roots, and stretches them in. Soaking in the hot spring pool, after all, he was born in the hot spring pool, and he was born to like to stay in the warm and scalding pool water.

He and Yang Jian occupy half of the soup pool, but fortunately, the soup pool is big enough and doesn't look crowded, and his roots are relatively thin, so it doesn't take up too much space.

It's just that he soaked it for a long time, and when he didn't pay attention for a while, his long rhizomes floated all over the whole soup pond.

Fortunately, Yang Jian had already washed it at this time, but he hadn't come out yet. At this moment, his slender roots accidentally entangled Yang Jian's hair.It took a long time for the two of them to untie all their hair.

The two looked at each other and smiled, exchanged a lingering kiss, and left Tangchi hand in hand.

The night was still long, and Yang Jian and Feng Yu had nothing to do for the time being, so they started a fierce battle in the room with their weapons.

Afterwards, Yang Jian lay powerlessly on the ground, dripping with sweat, completely wet his waist-length hair, and pressed it tightly to his cheeks, and his clothes were almost soaked.

Even if Yang Jian is physically sanctified and cultivated to the realm of a few catties of Da Luo Jinxian, he still feels a little muscle soreness and weakness at the moment. Although the mana has been running in the body for a week, the body is a little more relaxed, but it is only a little relieved, and he still needs to recover. To rest for a few days.

After all, his strength is not as good as Feng Yu's, so it's normal to lose, he just wants to verify his own strength.

Yang Jian just lay on the ground, closed his eyes, and rested for a while, until he felt better.He opened his eyes and looked around, but found that Feng Yu was not in the room. He contacted the core formation hub of the Zhenjun Temple, and only then saw Feng Yu's location. At the moment, he was preparing food for himself in the kitchen, looking at the materials They were all cherished spiritual objects, Yang Jian smiled slightly and withdrew his consciousness, got up, changed his clothes, and lay on the bed waiting for Feng Yu to come back.

In the kitchen, Feng Yu also felt Yang Jian's probing, he generously let Yang Jian watch, anyway, he was his partner, to see what happened to him, even if he stripped himself naked, he was willing.

After stewing the things first, and setting the time with the array, Feng Yu returned to the bedroom with the fruit porridge he had made earlier.

The ingredients used in this fruit porridge are not simple, not to mention the flat peaches of the Queen Mother, and some are spiritual fruits in the space of Fengyumustard, which cannot be found in this world. Find out the best Lingmi to send to Zhenjun Temple.

Served a bowl of porridge, brought it to Yang Jian, Feng Yu sat by the bed, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, brought it to his mouth and blew it, waited until the temperature was no longer hot, then fed it until he sat up and leaned against the bed rail Yang Jian's mouth.

Although Yang Jian is a god, he will not be scalded by the temperature in the porridge at all, but this does not mean that Yang Jian will not feel uncomfortable or feel hot when eating hot porridge. Some people pay attention to themselves and care about themselves all the time. People are still lovers, don't be too happy with this feeling.

Anyway, Yang Jian couldn't help but licked the corners of his mouth and finished eating the porridge fed by Feng Yu with a smile, even ignoring his discomfort.

After Yang Jian had finished eating, Feng Yu waved his hand and let the dishes go back to the kitchen by himself. Looking at Yang Jian whose lips were rosy because of drinking the hot porridge, he was reluctant to leave, even if he couldn't do anything, but A kiss is always okay.

Just like that, Feng Yu supported Yang Jian's shoulder with one hand, and got into the quilt with the other hand to massage his sore muscles due to excessive exercise. Taking advantage of the situation, he leaned over and gently pecked Yang Jian's red lips.

It's not that he didn't want to go deep, but that he kissed too hard before, and now Yang Jian's lips are still a little red and swollen, if he really wants to kiss deeply, Yang Jian will inevitably feel a little stinging, although Yang Jian himself doesn't care about the pain, but Feng Yu can't bear it.

"Ayu, I seemed to see you blooming before?" Yang Jian lay on the bed, holding Feng Yu who had just taken off his coat and got into the quilt, and put his whole body weight on Feng Yu.

"Hmm. A few flowers bloomed." Feng Yu paused while stroking Yang Jian's somewhat messy hair, and replied with a slight nod.

"... How many flowers are there?" Yang Jian was silent for a while, and then continued to ask. After all, whether Fengyu blooms or not, it is closely related to the harmony between them.

He had to pay attention to this matter.

Yang Jian sat up, took the three-pointed double-edged knife that turned into a folding fan beside him, took a piece of silk cloth from under the pillow, and wiped it carefully.

But his mind was completely on Feng Yu, and he didn't want to miss a word he said.