Sita’s Revenge
Everyone fell into a daze.
“This…how is it possible…” Susano looked at his pierced chest in shock and said with extreme difficulty.
“Hey, Lao Za Mao, don’t tease my old grandson, what’s going on in the 300-round battle you promised!!!” Sun Wukong grabbed Susano’s shirt and dragged his wreckage. Saliva splashed and growled loudly.
Susanoo’s body, whose heart was pierced, started from his ankle… It gradually turned into sand and slowly drifted away. Sun Wukong’s monkey face was reflected in his dilated pupils, and he gritted his teeth in resentment. “I’m not…willing.”
Luo Hao turned his head and squinted at Xiang You, with a deep dissatisfaction on his face, and said in a low voice. “Is it your husband’s hands and feet?”
At this moment, Yu looked at Susanoo who was disappearing with a bewildered look on his face. “No, I haven’t shot, what happened?”
Luo Hao looked at Susanoo’s distorted face with strange eyes, was speechless for a while, and returned to normal after a few minutes, and said. “Just now, Susanoo’s movements were very slow, and it felt like a rusty gear. Because of his too slow movement, he was killed by Sun Monkey’s three quick sticks. I thought it was you who bound him with the power of heaven and earth. ……what on earth is it.”
Hearing the sound, Yu stepped forward with a strange expression on his face and whispered in Luo Hao’s ear. “I just saw the truth of the three people appearing. I was about to take melon seeds from the hell space to watch a good show, but I didn’t plan to shoot.”
At this time, the god ancestor Sita stared blankly at Susanoo’s dissipating body, and was speechless for a while, and finally gave a deep sigh and spoke slowly. “My husband seems to have not encountered… a battle for thousands of years.”
The ascetic coughed a few times with a bitter face. “Cough, cough, few shots are against mortals…”
Hearing the sound, Luo Hao’s eyes suddenly filled with sarcasm. “As a Martial God, have you even forgotten the battle?”
With a wry smile, Sita tidied up the hair that had been ruffled by the hurricane brought by Sun Wukong’s club. “It’s not like that, it’s just… the body is somewhat dull.”
The ascetic folded his hands together and recited the Buddha’s name in a low voice. “Amitabha~~~ Why bother. Facing the Steel God of War, even a moment’s sluggishness is a fatal gap, my husband… After all, it’s fallen~ fallen.”
Yu looked at Susanoo dissipated to his shoulders with disdain. “I didn’t expect to be a trash god who pampers himself and takes care of himself!”
Sun Wukong’s monkey face was covered with blue veins, and flaming flames erupted from his fiery eyes. He let go of the hand that grabbed Susano’s shirt and let him fall. He slowly clenched the golden cudgel in his hand and shouted angrily.
“300 years ago, how could Lao Sun be attacked by this trash?”
With a big wave of his hand, the golden cudgel phantom appeared after shadows, traveled through various spaces, smashed Susano’s head, and bursts of gray fog erupted.
“Ah~ Bah” Sun Wukong took a sip at the gray sand on the ground, threw a few stick flowers, put the golden hoop stick on his neck with both hands, and looked in Yu’s direction.
“Well, King Rakshasa, let’s fight while we are now, otherwise my grandson’s anger will not be able to vent.” Sun Wukong said with a bitter monkey face and a gloomy face.
It was a scene of great revenge that should clearly be very happy, but it was full of fire. It was a real beeping dog.
Luo Hao took a step forward and said coldly. “I finally got back the body of steel… Okay, Great Sage, let’s wrap it up now!”
Sun Wukong scratched his monkey face, looked at Luo Hao and You, and hesitated for a while. “That’s right, you were the devil you faced for the first time, and the kid on the side came later, so we should talk about first come, first come.”
“Besides, this kid is kind to Old Sun anyway. Forget it, what are you doing, are you ready?”
“Bah! Demon girl, eat my old Sun’s stick!” Sun Wukong slammed the golden cudgel in his right hand and slashed straight at Luo Hao’s forehead.
“Hmph, ha!” Luo Hao’s delicate nose wrinkled slightly, he hummed twice, and his pure white hands glowed with golden brilliance.
The flesh palm and the golden hoop suddenly collided, and one person and one monkey collided fiercely.
Yu dodged and appeared behind Sita, stroking the flaxen hair at the back of her head. “Princess should know, right? The location of the myth that records the Rama myth.”
As Yu approached, Sita’s breathing became heavier.
“Your purpose is really His Royal Highness…”
“But… it’s really bad. Compared to the behavior of His Royal Highness, who took the earth mother’s life and enslaved the earth mother, your strange charm~ charm seems to be even worse. It’s completely the spirit of slave earth mother.”
Looking at Sita’s blushing pretty face in front of you, Yu was stunned for a moment. “It’s not so exaggerated, Athena, Princia, and Pandora are not as exaggerated as you are, Sita!”
“This is the Netherworld, the spiritual world. Thanks to this, the essence of your soul has leaked a little…” Sita slowly turned around and put his arms around Yu’s neck, completely ignoring the distant radiance. The gods and demon kings collided with violent spells.
“Also, yourThe three mentioned are all complete goddesses, and Sita is just a small god ancestor. ”
The ascetic monk on the side gave a wry smile as he watched the scene in front of him, and slowly disappeared. It seems that life is saved, thank God Ancestor.
Sita kissed Yu’s neck, apologizing softly while kissing. “Sorry, I can only use this kind of behavior to calm down my body.”
Yuu lightly patted the back of Sita’s head. “Not yet answered my earlier question.”
“Answer now?” Sita looked at Yu’s face with a look of embarrassment.
“Take me there, the place where the myth of Rama is recorded.” Yu looked at Sita with a serious face. In order to deal with Rama, finding the stone tablet that recorded his myth is the first prerequisite.
“Really, if you can’t help it, you will be responsible.” Sita quickly moved closer to Yu’s face, and kissed Yu’s lips.
The space immediately began to change. The original quaint wooden mansion gradually distorted. When it became calm with distortion, the scene changed.
Yuu and Sita appeared on a sea island with a gorgeous white sandy beach. Walking a few steps forward, they could enter a vast forest with dense trees and lush grass.
“To come to this secret point, you need to use a high-precision transfer technique. Because of your body’s anti-magic power, you can only use oral infusion. It is completely unbearable to delay this service… Be yours, O king of our earth mother.”
Sita slowly took off the luxurious twelve sheets. Under the Japanese-style kimono was smooth skin like jade. Because of the large size and the dressing style of the ancients, the underside of the twelve sheets of Chinese clothing was not at all loose. Sita of Guo moved her cheek closer.
“Then, let’s possess everything of Sita… before recording the stele of my husband in name.”

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