Sandun's face changed indeed.

If the ministers go back and find ways to break his formation and destroy his cave, it will be troublesome.

It seems that this court discussion is indeed a lot of danger.

Sha Chen said: "Does fairy know that what kind of immortals are the people who have plans to deal with me this time?"

He believed that it was impossible for every immortal to deal with him.

Many people must be dismissive, after all, he pretends to be very good.

If you know who wants to deal with him, you can make arrangements or prepare in advance, you may be able to avoid it or resist it.

Fairy Chang'e thought for a while and said, "There are so many, Li Jing family, Li Changgeng, barefoot immortal, Lei tribe celestial master..."

She counted with her fingers, and the number of people quickly exceeded the number of hands.

She was so annoyed that she waved her hand impatiently, and said, "Anyway, there are a lot, you can accept your fate."

The dust face was dark.

There are so many, and they are all famous people in the Heavenly Court.

He frowned, and it seemed that he had to start a good job, and now he not only had to resist Buddhism, but also the open and hidden arrows of the Heavenly Court.

In the past, he could pretend to be crazy and stupid, and the Heavenly Court also took into account his face, especially the Jade Emperor still wanted to be kind.

Now that he has torn his face, it is very likely that the Jade Emperor will use the method of dealing with Sun Wukong to treat him, which will be a big trouble.

Sha Chen wanted to ask something more, but Fairy Chang'e was already lying on the table and slept soundly.

He frowned and wanted to wake up.

At this moment, Chang'e suddenly jumped up, staring at the sand and dust in great spirits.

Her face was still rosy, and she stretched out her hand and said, "I forgot one thing."

Sandun said: "What's the matter?"

Chang'e said: "I'll tell you what the court discusses. You should show me the Zhentian Bow, right?"

Sha Chen was stunned and took out the Zhentian Bow very readily and put it into her hand.

Just now, he had already refined the Sky-Sheng Bow, and Chang'e could not take it away.

And he also knew what he wanted to know? There is indeed no need to trick Chang'e? Even in his plan, he planned to develop Chang'e into an informant.

The information of the Heavenly Court in the future may all rely on Chang'e.

Since that's the case? You can't continue to be tough and be gentle.

But how can we make Chang'e obediently surrender? Become his downline and be willing to drive him? That's a difficult problem.

The sandstorm is also thinking.

Chang'e rubbed the sky-shaking bow? It seemed to have aroused sad things, tears swaying down, sad and graceful.

The big string is as loud as the rain, and the small string is as sharp as whispers. The noisy and slightest bits are as loud as the whisper. The big and small beads fall on the jade plate.

Sand and dust were watching silently on the side? No disturbance or intervention.

Chang'e stroked the sky-shaking bow, whispered, whispered nonsense? She didn't even know what she was talking about.

But can you hear it? Her sadness.

Her words were filled with tears? Her love was not broken yet.

Sandun looked at it by the side? I couldn't help but pick up a piece of fat pork? I drank three cups of it? My eyes rolled up.

The plan comes to mind.

It is not his ruthlessness, but love is really a matter of love. For him, it is just a framework and a roadblock to his growth.

How can a man get married if he doesn’t start a career?

Sha Chen felt that his career was to become a saint, and only when he became a saint could he feel safe.

Before this, if you are not qualified to start a family, you will naturally not think about love and love.

All love and love can be used as a dish for him.

Fairy Chang'e was crying bitterly, and the sand and dust came forward, helped her up, and handed her a bowl of red bean porridge to Chang'e.

Sha Chen comforted: "Fairy, drink a bowl of porridge to relieve wine and relieve sorrow."

Chang'e looked at him with tears in her eyes and said, "You are as caring as him, but you are so ugly, it's not him."

Sha Chen clenched his fists, let go of Wuding Feihuan, and held down the urge to pull the Juque sword.

Bear with it.

Just go offline, be gentle.

Shachen squeezed out a smile and said, "The fairy must have thought of sad things. After drinking this bowl of red bean porridge to relieve wine, she will not have to worry."

Chang'e looked at the red bean porridge, as if it reflected her past happy life with her deceased father, crying and laughing.

"Hongdou, why is it so enticing to me?" Fairy Chang'e sighed.

Sandun said secretly: "No culture."

He said casually: "The red beans grow in the south, and a few branches are blooming in spring. I hope you can pick them more, so this thing is the most love-loving."

Chang'e looked like she was possessed by the devil. She raised her head, stared at the sand and dust, covered her mouth, and tears swayed down.

"A longing for lovesickness, only this thing is the most lovesickness. Will he miss me? If he misses me, why don't he come to look for me later?"

Chang'e cried, and her tears were filled with tears.

Sand and dust were right beside her, and she leaned her head against Sand and dust's shoulders, wetting his clothes.

It was a headache for sand and dust. I even missed the Spider Spirit, Mrs. Di Yong, and the White Bone Spirit.

It’s not that I think about being full and warm, but that those fairies are so easy to coax, so how could they cry like now?

Like a woman.

Um?

Baby?

Forget it, don't care.

Sha Chen wanted to push away the girl who suddenly felt in heat and longing for her, but when she remembered Huairou's plan, she still endured it.

He kindly comforted him, but Chang'e seemed to be deaf and could not hear it at all.

He had no choice but to let Chang'e talk to himself.

However, he needed to occupy the high ground when Chang'e was most vulnerable, so that she could completely rely on him and have emotional recognition of him.

Therefore, the sadder Chang'e is, the happier he is.

Half an hour later.

Chang'e talked less and her tears dried up, but she was distracted and empty.

Traveling outside the sky.

Shichen felt that it was time to add a little bit of fire.

Then he said, "Fairy, I am punished here. I have nothing to do to pass the time. I have thought about some songs and poems. Why would I relieve you of your boredom?"

Chang'e pretended not to hear it, but was already leaning against the table, just distracted.

Sand Dust was recognized as she recognized it.

I grabbed a handful of beans and sprinkled them out.

Supernatural powers, sprinkle beans into soldiers.

Douzi turned into a colorful woman, looking similar to the spider spirit White Bone Spirit, Lady Di Yong, and even the Dragon Girl.

After all, Sand and Dust have been here for more than a hundred years and have never seen any other woman.

The women who have changed naturally use them as templates, but they have made some changes in details.

Then, the big men such as Ao Lie, Tian Peng, and the Black Bear Spirit were beaten.

The details have been adjusted, and they are somewhat similar, but they look at them carefully but feel blurred.

Chang'e just glanced at it and felt that the drumming looked familiar.

Just as she was about to investigate it carefully, she remembered that she seemed to be sad at this time, so she ignored it.

As for Sha Chen's words, she was completely disdainful of the songs and songs.

who is she?

The most beautiful woman in heaven has mastered countless songs and dances. She has never heard of any music or songs?

Sand and dust are showing off.

but.
To be continued...