I have a routine, male god

Above the nine heavens, the clouds are steaming and the clouds are rising. The Weaver Girl in red weaves gorgeous clouds and hangs on the sky.

The neon dress on her body was as gorgeous as fire, and the gold thread hibiscus on it was so lifelike, it was extraordinarily beautiful. Su Xi saw it and said enviously: "Sister Zhinu, your hands are so skillful, this red dress is so beautiful!"

Zhinu smiled and said, "If Fairy Hansu likes it, how about I weave it for you too?"

Su Xi was extremely pleasantly surprised: "Really? Thank you, Sister Zhinu!"

Zhinu said: "It's a trivial matter, why bother to thank you!"

The next day, Su Xi met Nezha and told him that the Weaver Girl would use clouds to weave a red dress for herself. Nezha asked, "Do you like red?"

Su Xi smiled and nodded.

That afternoon, Zhinu was weaving and dyeing red clouds, when she suddenly saw the third prince Nezha flying in front of her, she quickly saluted: "I have seen the third prince."

Nezha nodded, and handed Huntianling to her: "Use this."

Zhinu: "Huh?"

Nezha repeated: "Use this to make clothes for Fairy Han Su."

Zhinu was stunned for a moment, holding Huntianling in her hands, at a loss: "This... this, this, this... this is your talisman!"

Nezha said calmly, "You can weave."

After speaking, he walked away, and after two steps, he paused again, and warned: "Don't let her know."

Zhinu said: "Yes!"

Nezha turned into a stream of light and disappeared, and Zhinu held the Huntian silk, which was as light as a cloud of smoke, and felt that it was as heavy as a thousand catties.

Three days later, Su Xi came to Weaver Girl to pick up the clothes. She was very satisfied when she got it, and she repeatedly expressed her gratitude to Weaver Girl.

Zhinu said sincerely: "No, no, no! No need!"

Ah... I actually weaved the Huntian Ribbon that can turn rivers and seas, and it feels like it can be recorded in the annals of history.

Su Xi wore new clothes to meet Nezha. She held up the hem of her skirt and twirled around like a little girl. The flowery skirt fluttered like a red lotus blooming: "Third brother, don't you look good?"

Nezha smiled: "It looks good!"

So Su Xi wore this dress and went to work in Zhenjun Hall. She was humming, her steps were brisk, and the sun was shining on her body, so bright and beautiful.

It's a pity that Yang Jian frowned when he saw this red dress, and said to Su Xi: "It's better to dress solemnly when you come to the Zhenjun Palace to be on duty."

Su Xi said oh, and changed his clothes the next day. Nezha saw him and asked, "Why don't you wear that red dress? Don't you like it very much?"

Su Xi said: "That body is too gorgeous, Zhenjun told me to dress solemnly."

Nezha sneered, "Oh."

On the other side, Zhinu looked at Zhenjun Erlang in front of her, and suddenly stood up: "May I ask what orders Zhenjun has?"

Yang Jian handed a black phantom cloth to Zhinu: "Use this to weave clothes for Fairy Han Su, it should be dignified and elegant."

After speaking, he raised his hands and waved his sleeves, hinting: "Like me."

Zhinu said that she understood in seconds: "Xiaoxian must do her best."

Yang Jian nodded, and added: "It's more beautiful than the one woven by Huntian Ling."

Weaver Girl: ...

What's going on with you great gods?Isn't this embarrassing me, a little fairy?

Weaver Girl has one head and two big ones, but finally bit the bullet and knit a whole body with the same style as Erlang God.

The next day, Yang Jian held the clothes and handed them to Su Xi, saying, "From now on, Zhenjun Hall will wear this clothes."

Su Xi immediately changed into it obediently, and looked around curiously. Is this the legendary Zhenjun Palace uniform?Looks great!

From now on, Su Xi will almost always wear this dark black dress, and Nezha feels panicked when he sees it.

When the palace of Lingxiao broke up, Nezha stopped Yang Jian, Yaruo Lianhua's face showed a trace of coldness: "God Erlang used his position to seek personal gain, don't you think it's despicable?"

Yang Jian said lightly: "Everyone, each other."

Nezha took out the Qiankun circle and said, "After the Battle of the Conferred Gods, I haven't seen the magic power of Erlang God for a long time, how about a competition today?"

A silver light flashed in Yang Jian's hand, and the three-pointed two-edged knife appeared in his hand instantly: "That's exactly what I meant."

Yang Jian and Nezha fought until the sky was dark and the sun and the moon were dark. After a thousand years, their mana was stronger than before. When they fought, the whole heaven trembled, and almost all the gods were shocked.

I saw the divine light shining brightly, the Qiankun circle and the three-pointed two-edged knife aroused great waves of air in the air, and the sea of ​​clouds bloomed radially, which can be called a spectacle.

Everyone didn't know why they fought, and no one could stop them. At this time, a stream of light flew from outside the Nantian Gate, and Monkey King in a Taoist robe passed through the sea of ​​clouds and came to the heaven.

Su Xi was overwhelmed with surprise, she rushed over like a swallow throwing herself into a forest, hugged him and shouted: "Lingming!"

There was a sudden silence in the sea of ​​clouds. Nezha closed the circle of heaven and earth, and Yang Jian closed his sky eyes. They looked at Su Xi, who was holding Monkey King's hand and asking for warmth. They looked at each other at the same time, and then flew down.

Never let others take advantage of it!

Su Xi hadn't seen Sun Wukong for a full two months, and she missed him very much, and asked, "Lingming, why are you here? Could it be that you have already left your teacher?"

Sun Wukong nodded with a smile: "Senior sister, I have become sharp-eyed! Master asked me to go to heaven to find you!"

Su Xi also wanted to ask about Patriarch Bodhi's recent situation, but Nezha and Yang Jian were already standing beside her, asking her with their eyes.

The two of them are as elegant as lotus flowers, handsome and handsome, with sparkling sea waves between their brows and eyes, and the other is as cold as the moon, dignified and steady, tall and tall like pines and cypresses facing the wind, either of them is an unparalleled Miao Langjun, but when they Looking at it, Su Xi was inexplicably scared.

Sun Wukong looked at these two very familiar old friends, and a golden light flashed in his eyes. It seemed that he came too late, and there was actually one more.

The three of them looked at each other, tacitly knowing the identity of the place without any extra words: the enemy!

Su Xi stood stiffly on the spot, feeling that he was going to be out of breath, so he quickly interrupted the increasingly frightening atmosphere and introduced them to each other.

She held Sun Wukong's hand intimately and said with a smile: "This is my junior brother, the Taoist name is Wukong, you can just call him Wukong!"

Two needle-like sharp eyes pierced Su Xi's hand. She silently released her thumb, index finger and middle finger...these two eyes gradually calmed down.

Su Xi breathed a sigh of relief, pointed at Nezha and said, "This is the great god of the Santan Haihui, the third prince of Nezha, my good friend!"

Nezha looked at Su Xi with a frown, drooping lips.

Su Xi pointed at Yang Jian again and said, "This is my Shangfeng, Erlang Zhenjun, and I am working in the Zhenjun Palace now!"

With such a formulaic introduction, Yang Jian also frowned.

Sun Wukong laughed loudly: "So it's you two, I've heard about you for a long time!"

After finishing speaking, he said to Su Xi: "Senior Sister, I just came to Heaven and I don't even know the way, why don't you take me for a walk!"

As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows at Nezha and Yang Jian, his eyes full of provocation.

Just as Su Xi was about to agree to him, Nezha immediately said, "You've only been here for a long time, and I don't even recognize you. Be careful if you get lost together. Let me come!"

Yang Jian said at the right time: "The Zhenjun Palace is very busy now, leave this matter to the third prince, let's go."

Su Xi:? ? ?

busy?Then you still have time to fight Nezha?

After thinking about it, Su Xi still felt that there was no way to leave Sun Wukong behind, so he said, "Zhenjun, I will take my junior brother to meet His Majesty and Empress first, and I will return to the Zhenjun Palace soon, there will be no delay!"

After speaking, he took Monkey King to fly to the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother.

Looking at her going back, Nezha broke off the flower branch on the side, and with a click, the flower branch had been passed on for another person, and was crushed to pieces. He looked at Yang Jian and said, "Are you forming an alliance?"

Yang Jian nodded, his voice was as cold as a plum blossom: "Yes."