Let go of that Nezha and let me come

Ao Cang kept pulling at the piece of fabric, shouting "So it's a red bellyband", Ning Jing endured it for a while but couldn't help it, and scratched it with her paw. "Mud, this is the red bellyband."

"Oh." Ao Cang snorted, got up and said: "No, I think of the red bellyband."

Ning Jing showed a tangled expression: "I really can't understand what you are talking about."

"It's the red bellyband." Ao Cang had an expression of "Why are you so stupid?"

As soon as Ning Jing mentioned Jiuhua Mountain, his expression turned bad, Xiaohuotuan and Dun Wukong approached and said, "Jiuhua Mountain?"

"Tsk, what Jiuhua Mountain, do you still eat shaved ice?" Ning Jing was not very happy when she heard about the past, she shook her little arms and said, "When I think about it, I remember it, it's not a big deal, it can be more Can you still counterattack after eating two bowls of rice?"

"..." Ao Cang nodded his head at first, and after Ning Jing finished speaking, he asked, "What is counterattack?"

"You don't even know what counterattack is, so what are you doing?" Ning Jing looked at Ao Cang in surprise: "As the son of Nine-Tailed Fox, you don't know what counterattack is... It's really embarrassing for him."

Ao Cang felt that he was really ashamed of having three parents and one mother.

"I also want to ask." Monkey King also humbly asked for advice.

"You still need to ask?" Ning Jing said: "You go directly to Bodhi and push him down."

Sun Wukong: "...why do you want to overthrow Master."

"Don't you want to counterattack?" Ning Jing said again: "If you don't overthrow it, how can you counterattack."

"But... what is a counterattack?"

"...You will know when you push him down."

"Oh." Sun Wukong nodded thoughtfully, then summoned somersaulting Yunfei and flew out.

"Hey, let's go so soon... Hey! My shaved ice." Ning Jing stretched out her small claws towards Monkey King, but Monkey King flew so far away in a somersault that he couldn't even see the back of the little black dot. "If you want to leave the shaved ice, stay here. Really, I haven't finished my sentence. Now I'm going back to Puti, aren't I looking for an attack by myself?"

Hearing this sentence, Ao Cang showed a frightened expression.

"Oh, your expression is really the same as that of a repeater." Ning Jing stuck out her tongue. "Anyway, it's useless for the little monkey to counterattack. Nezha is a naked guy, so it should be much easier to attack."

"How to attack?" Learning from Monkey King's lesson, Ao Cang carefully learned from Ning Jing.

"Tell me..." Ning Jing deliberately elongated her voice.

"If I have something delicious, I will definitely leave a portion for you." Ao Cang vowed.

"What a good brother, I'll pass on the counterattack secret to you." Ning Jing moved closer to Ao Cang's ear, and whispered a long series of words, which made Ao Cang's eyes straighten.

Little Huotuan: "..." You haven't successfully counterattacked yourself, and you want to teach others to counterattack?

Nezha and Yang Jian had been fighting for a long time. When they came back, Ning Jing and Ao Cang each held a pile of snacks and collapsed on the soft couch.

Xiao Huo Tuan lay on the side, while Ning Jing was asleep, he desperately stuffed food into his mouth.

Yang Jian poked the little fire ball. "Tell you to watch him, why do you still let him eat so much, his stomach should be uncomfortable again later."

The little fire ball stuffed its mouth with something, and sprayed while talking: "I'm working hard."

"You're trying to eat." Yang Jian hugged Ning Jing, patted the residue on Ning Jing's body, and touched his stomach.Ning Jing's limbs trembled, and she twisted her body. "My stomach is about to explode."

"If I eat more, he will eat less." Xiaohuotuan's tone sounded very aggrieved. "Which one of you won?"

"No win or loss, let's fight again next time." Yang Jian said to Nezha: "Didn't you just say that you killed the eight-tailed fox and you want to take him back to meet the Dragon King of the East China Sea and the nine-tailed demon fox?"

"There are too many people he wants to meet." Nezha said, hugging Ao Cang, "Excuse me."

"We didn't do much to help anyway, you're welcome."

"Hoo hoo." Ning Jing, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly slapped Yang Jian's face and shouted, "I want to counterattack!"

Yang Jian: "...who reminded him of this again?"

Xiaohuotuan gave Nezha a weak look, and said, "Sun Wukong has escaped!"

"That dead monkey." Yang Jian sighed. "Go back and let Patriarch Bodhi take care of him."

Nezha seemed to suddenly think of something, and asked, "By the way, did you meet Patriarch Bodhi when you went to Tiangong last time? You chattered and talked for a long time."

"Hmph." Yang Jian's mouth curled up into a smile: "That dead monkey always comes to spoil my good things, so I naturally need someone to drag him out."

Nezha: "..." Oh, I didn't expect Yang Jian to have such a dark belly. "You want Patriarch Bodhi to drag Sun Wukong? What good is it that he ruined you, such a big hatred and so much resentment."

Yang Jian glanced at Nezha. "Oh, yes, I forgot about you..."

Nezha showed a puzzled expression.

"My Xiaotian's mouth is very fast, and he talks about everything. I'm afraid your little ball dragon already knows a lot."

Although he didn't understand what Yang Jian meant, the phrase "your family" still made Nezha smile: "What would he know?"

"Don't say that brother won't help you, Xiaotian must have stuffed some scroll or something for Xiaoqiulong." Yang Jian's words were meaningful: "You'd better cheat early and take a good look."

Nezha: "..." This kind of thing is still cheating?

Xiaohuotuan: "..." He already knew that Xiao Shouning's moves were not easy to use.

Nezha poked Ao Cang, Ao Cang woke up leisurely, narrowed his eyes and hiccupped. "hold head high?"

"Ao Cang, what about the thing Ning Jing gave you just now?"

"Here." Ao Cang took out a volume from his body and handed it to Nezha, then closed his eyes and fell down, smacking his lips, muttering, "I want to counterattack..."

Nezha: "..." Why did you say the same thing as Ning Jing?

"It's brainwashed at first glance." Yang Jian sighed and shook his head: "Little Ball Dragon doesn't look like an attacker at all, you can figure it out."

Nezha held Ao Cang, who was about the same age as him, and couldn't spread the scroll to take a closer look, so he had to turn into a sixteen or seventeen-year-old appearance, holding the little Ao Cang in his arms, while opening the scroll.

Nezha: "..." The content in it is simply a fantasy, which made his three officials can't be updated again. It feels like there is a strange interface besides the three realms of heaven, earth and man.

Yang Jian: "This is a good thing."

Nezha took a few glances and closed the volume: "I'm going to find the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox first, and say goodbye." After finishing speaking, before Yang Jian said goodbye to him, he flew out on the hot wheel.

"Both of them are so impatient." Yang Jian sighed, then turned to Xiaohuotuan and said, "What should I do if I encounter such a thing again in the future?"

Little Huotuan is very aware of current affairs: "I will report to you as soon as possible."

"Yeah." Yang Jian nodded: "Do you know what to do now?"

Xiaohuotuan still knows the current affairs: "It's time for the repeater to bask in the sun. I'll take him to bask in the sun. He will never come back for an hour or two. The children in the backyard will come with me."

Yang Jian nodded in satisfaction, carried Ning Jing into the back room...