Chapter 308 It’s always a chance. Sage Hunyuan cleverly arranged it, and Shi Zongheng sneaked into Chaoge Camp
But he said that Zhang Shan was defeated and fortunately met Tu Xingsun and came to Chaoge camp. Zhang Shan's injuries were cured, and Nezha, Yang Jian, and Deng Chanyu were also captured.
On the same day, Chaoge coach Zhang Shan held a banquet to celebrate Tu Xingsun in the camp.
This cowardly Tu Xingsun drank a lot of wine and staggered towards the big tent where Deng Chanyu was imprisoned.
It turns out that this earthly grandson saw Deng Chanyu's beauty out of selfish motives. Place Deng Chanyu, Yang Jian and Nezha separately.
These people were all captured by Tu Xingsun, generals Zhang Shan and Deng Zhong. Naturally, they didn't dare to have any opinions about this.
Just when Tu Xingsun moved towards the tent where Deng Chanyu was, Lin Zhu, the saint of Hunyuan, in Xiqi City, had already received the news.
Deng Chanyu will definitely suffer a disaster, and it will happen to this Tu Xingsun. After this catastrophe, Deng Chanyu's path of spiritual practice will no longer be hindered.
Lin Zhu also reminded this disciple many times. Whether he can survive this disaster depends entirely on Deng Chanyu himself.
The sea of calamity is boundless, the only way is to cross it by yourself.
However, Lin Zhu still cared about his disciple and called Shi Zongheng.
"Master, I don't know what I want to tell you when you call me here?"
Lin Zhu nodded and then spoke slowly.
"Your senior sister Deng Chanyu was caught by some earthly grandson. I'm afraid there will be a disaster tonight."
"And you have so many magical changes, even if you pull out a hair, there will be thousands of clones."
"So, you sneak into the Chaoge camp and rescue your senior sister back to Xiqi. Remember, adapt to the situation and act according to the opportunity. Li Daitao is dead, and the merits are complete."
When Shi Zongheng heard it, he would naturally understand it. He bowed to Lin Zhu and left happily.
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In the Chaoge military camp, the night was quiet. When Nezha saw Yang Jian, both of them were hanging on the flagpole, swinging left and right.
The more I looked at it, the more interesting it became, and I suddenly burst into laughter.
"Senior Brother Yang, look at us, we are now a pair, hanging in the air. How cool is it, isn't it?"
"If my fellow disciples saw it, they would only be envious. How wonderful!"
The implication of Nezha's words was, of course, that he and Yang Jian were both extremely powerful, but they were captured by a three-inch man with a fairy rope. I really don’t know where to put this face.
Yang Jian, hanging on the flagpole, is still doing his exercises and regulating his breath. Hearing Nezha's words, he chuckled.
"The two of us are hanging here, and we can face each other day and night. But Senior Sister Deng is probably going to suffer a lot."
"Senior Sister Deng, which little dwarf caught me first, and I don't know where he was imprisoned? Alas,"
After Yang Jian finished speaking, he sighed deliberately.
This sigh didn't matter, but Nezha was anxious. The three brothers of his sect have all been favored by Deng Chanyu many times. Even, it is a life-saving grace.
My three brothers have never been able to retaliate. Unexpectedly, today, my benefactor was also captured, and he still doesn’t know whether he is alive or dead.
"Oh, no, Senior Brother Yang, think of a way to escape quickly. I have to save Senior Sister Deng, even if it costs my life, it doesn't matter."
The flagpole Nezha was on was shaking violently. It seems that he wants to break the rope, and then if possible, knock off the talisman on his head that immobilizes the body and soul, so he can break free.
"Nezha, stop shaking. With your strength, I'm afraid you won't be able to make money. Didn't you say, it's cool up here, it's just right, let's enjoy the scenery more."
Nezha became anxious and said:
"Senior Brother Yang, can't you think I was wrong? You have great magical powers, so you must have a way to escape, right? Think of a way quickly."
Yang Jian laughed and became serious again. "You could have thought that Senior Sister Deng was in danger. How could Senior Sister Deng's master, Master Lin Zhu, the Hunyuan Sage, not have thought of it?"
"It's better not to move around, lest you attract the guarding sergeant, which would be unsightly."
"When the time comes, I will have my own way to help you and I escape. A small rope can tie up all the immortals in the world, but it cannot tie up me, Yang Jian."
Nezha heard the words and saw that there was something in Yang Jian's words. Aren't you also a monk? He quickly looked at Yang Jian and saw that Yang Jian was hanging and did not speak. Instead, there was a figure sitting on top of the flagpole.
As soon as Nezha saw it, he understood in his heart.
"No wonder Brother Yang is not in a hurry. It turns out that he was out of trouble a long time ago, which made me worry in vain."
Yang Jian, among all the disciples of the Twelve Golden Immortals, no matter which magic power or Taoism is ranked, they are definitely in the top three ranks.
There are eighty-nine mysterious skills, seventy-two changes, and thirty-six magical powers, all of which are mastered and understood. He also had the guidance of Lin Zhu, the saint of Hunyuan, and his artistic career was already ahead of that of Tu Xingsun.
I saw Tu Xingsun holding Deng Chanyu with a fairy rope. Yang Jian used a method outside his body and turned into a phantom body to chase after him.
Until he was captured by Tu Xingsun. His true form also transformed into a mosquito and followed Chaoge Military Camp.
They were originally planning to rescue Deng Chanyu and Nezha. However, it was just a few jokes with Nezha.
……
Tu Xingsun, who was extremely drunk, finally entered the barracks where Deng Chanyu was detained. In his drunken haze, Tu Xingsun saw that Deng Chanyu was as beautiful as a fairy.
How can I still suppress the restlessness in my heart, and I am emboldened by wine and sex. He ran towards Deng Chanyu.
As soon as I put my arms around her, I wanted to hold her in a warm and fragrant embrace.
Deng Chanyu was tied up and sat on the cloud bed. As soon as he saw the three-inch Ding Tuxingsun rushing towards him, he quickly turned his body to the side.
Tu Xingsun was caught off guard and fell onto the cloud bed.
"Eh, no, where are the people?"
Tu Xingsun quickly got up, and when he saw Deng Chanyu beside him, he pounced again.
Unexpectedly, although Deng Chanyu was tied up, she could still stand. As soon as he stood up, any earthly grandson could only hug Deng Chanyu's thigh.
The reason is that Deng Chanyu is more than three meters tall, which is nearly three meters taller than Tu Xingsun.
Tu Xingsun is less than eighty centimeters tall. Even if he jumps up, he can't reach Deng Chanyu's shoulders.
Tu Xingsun was so anxious that he shouted,
"Beauty, don't hide. Let's do something good as soon as possible, and I will untie you."
"Bah, who can be better with a three-inch penis like you!" Deng Chanyu blushed and spat at Tu Xingsun.
"Let me go quickly, otherwise, my brothers and sisters will definitely not be able to spare you."
Tu Xingsun was not willing to let go, his hands were on Deng Chanyu's legs... and he also tore the armor on his legs.
Deng Chanyu was so embarrassed and angry that she almost burst into tears after being humiliated by her three-inch penis.
"Sister, don't be afraid, junior brother is here to accompany you."
Suddenly, a voice sounded from inside the big tent. Deng Chanyu followed the sound and saw Shi Zongheng sitting on a tent rope.
He was laughing and making faces, swaying back and forth, which was very funny.
Deng Chanyu burst out laughing, like a hundred flowers blooming, which was very beautiful.
(End of chapter)