Chapter 1154 The Great Monk in Red!

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At this time, everyone's attention was focused on Wang Yan. Especially Goddess Shiva, her light blue eyes looked directly at Wang Yan, her expression was like looking at a thief who controlled the world.

This time, is it possible to lure a wolf into the house?

"Haha, haha~" Wang Yan laughed awkwardly in front of everyone, "Hey, hey, what are you looking at? Don't treat me like a thief and guard me, okay? I'm an honest person. "

Honesty, duty!

Goddess Shiva choked to death at his joke. She rolled her eyes fiercely and sneered warningly: "Son of flame, stop smiling at me. If you dare to hit Shiva's eyes, be careful. Yin Guo. What's more, the Divine Eye is enshrined in the temple and is surrounded by powerful magic circles! Don't accidentally die in the magic circles."

"No, no, I would rather flatter Her Majesty the Goddess more. Maybe you will agree to my request as soon as you are happy." Wang Yan shrugged and smiled, but he felt a little regretful in his heart.

Eye of Shiva, if that thing is real, it is the third eye left by Lord Shiva. The materials Wang Yan used to refine the sub-artifact armor were all materials from the demon god's clone.

Theoretically speaking, it was a demigod-level material. The Divine Eye of Shiva is a serious god-level material. In fact, that is most likely the most valuable core part of Lord Shiva.

This thing can no longer be described as priceless, but rare in the world. If there are corresponding auxiliary materials and weapon refining technology, it may be possible to directly refine the artifact.

"Hmph!" Goddess Shiva sneered vigilantly, "I hope so."

"Huh?" Lei Hong saw some problems and looked at Wang Yan with doubtful eyes.

"It's okay, I just want to ask my sister-in-law for help with something." Wang Yan shrugged and said with a smile, "Don't worry about this matter, it's a matter between the two of us." Wang Yan didn't want to take advantage of his brotherly feelings to perform a favor on Goddess Shiva. Pressure, forcing her to agree to help him refine the sub-artifact.

This not only embarrasses Lei Hong, but also suppresses Goddess Shiva, which is meaningless.

Brothers are brothers, and they are not meant to be used.

I would rather be shameless than embarrass my brothers.

Lei Hong's face warmed up, and he understood Wang Yan's thoughts without any need for words. Brothers are brothers, and he understands this feeling~ He naturally feels warm in his heart.

Goddess Shiva's eyes are also a little better. To be honest, if Lei Hong insists on forcing himself to refine weapons for Wang Yan, she will do it reluctantly. But, that would make me very unhappy.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yan did not use thunder to suppress herself, which made her mood slightly better. She glanced at Wang Yan calmly: "Behave yourself and don't cause trouble for me. Maybe I will take action against you." Make some equipment."

"Thank you, Your Highness the Goddess." Wang Yan said with a playful smile, "Don't worry, I will definitely satisfy you."

Goddess Shiva glanced at him angrily, and when a good sentence came out of his mouth, why did it suddenly change its taste? But at this time, it was really not the time to argue with him about this.

She turned around and nodded to the visitor: "Zong Xiu, please forgive me for the poor reception last night."

The yin and yang person who appeared before was naturally the shining star of Japan's Super Self-Defense Forces - "The Sweet Son of God" Abe Munehide. At the youth conference, his performance was extremely dazzling.

If not for the tit-for-tat confrontation with Wang Yan, who was forcefully suppressed by Wang Yan, Wang Yan would become world-famous. Otherwise, he is really the number one among young people today.

At this time, he was still wearing a set of traditional Onmyoji hunting clothes, holding a folding fan, and his sleeves were fluttering. It's just that compared to that year at the youth conference, he was a little more evil, seductive and yin-yang.

In particular, the sinister aura in him was several times stronger than at the Youth Conference. If people look at him for a second, they will feel uncomfortable all over, like a thorn in the back.

"No, I'm very satisfied with the reception given by Your Highness the Goddess." Anbei Zongxiu waved the folding fan slowly, cupped his hands and said, "Thanks to the kindness of Your Highness the Goddess, I was able to have a glimpse of the eyes of Shiva. It is really an honor. ”

He was polite and courteous, showing the traditional style of an Onmyoji.

But in Wang Yan's eyes, Anbei Zongxiu just likes to put on airs and makes himself look like the real son of God. I couldn't help but say hello: "Hey, isn't this Zong Xiu? It turns out you are here too. Long time no see, long time no see, how are you doing lately?"

I was already there, okay? I've been talking to you for a long time just now. Also, what is Zongxiu and not Zongxiu? Am I familiar with you?

The corner of Anbei Zongxiu's mouth twitched, and the sinister aura on his face became stronger. He stared at Wang Yan coldly and said, "Son of Flame! Thanks to your care, I am doing well." His eyes slightly turned cold, and he looked at It could be seen that he seemed to be suppressing the anger in his heart. Obviously, he didn't want to directly conflict with Wang Yan at this time.

"That's good, that's good." Wang Yan shrugged and smiled, and said to the people behind him, "Hey, there are a few acquaintances there. That Master Yuanzhi, I haven't seen him for a long time. Well, Hongyin and Yi Toyokoichi is here too.”

The Master Yuanzhi mentioned by Wang Yan was naturally the old man wearing red clothes and smelling like an enlightened monk. He is the famous red-clothed monk Zheng Yuanzhi of the Japanese Tantric Sect, whose strength has reached legendary level.

It was just that his right arm was gone, and it was empty under the wide red sleeves. His face became more haggard and full of anger. As soon as he saw Wang Yan, the anger on his face never dissipated.

Back then, according to the tradition, the Japanese Esoteric Sect inferred that the ruins of the Buddhist country would appear in Gongga Mountain. They relied on the power of the whole country and spent a hundred years planning, but in the end, they actually plucked peaches for Wang Yan.

Not only did his beloved disciple Hong Zheng die tragically on the spot, but even when he himself was about to escape back to Japan after the mission failed, he was intercepted by Yan Zun in the East China Sea and one of his arms was cut off.

He also threatened that his life would be saved for his disciple Wang Yan to take personally.

Since that time, his status in Japan has plummeted, and at this time, he needs to be subservient to Ampere Zongxiu. All this is the evil result caused by the Son of Flame and Yan Zun's master and apprentice.

How could the red-robed monk Yuanzhi not hate Wang Yan?

But at this time, Wang Yan has reached the legendary level, and his real fighting power is probably even higher than that of him with a broken arm. If he wants to take revenge personally, it is probably hopeless. However, the hatred in his heart still lingers in his heart.

"Son of Fire!" The red-robed monk Zheng Yuanzhi squeezed out a few words, "We finally meet again." The voice was filled with an indescribable chill.

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