Journey to the West: I am a Jailer in Heaven

"You want me to be your little brother?"

Nezha looked at Jiang Yueling in a daze.

Jiang Yueling chuckled and said, "It's mainly for the stability and peace of the Three Realms. You know, I am in charge of the justice of the Heavenly Court with the Prison God. There are quite a few heavenly soldiers and prison guards, but there are very few who may help me slay demons. There is one more person More strength, besides, you and I are also Gou Chensi's colleagues, if we get closer, wouldn't it be even more powerful when we start the mission? Of course, if you don't want to, that's fine, what do you think?"

In fact, Jiang Yueling just wanted Nezha to help him brush monsters together, so that it would be more efficient, and by the way, build a good relationship, so that he would send all the monsters he defeated into the prison by himself in the future.

In a word, more people can earn more experience.

of course.

He couldn't tell Nezha these words clearly.

Can only turn a corner.

After Nezha heard this, he looked at him like you don't lie to me, I don't read much.

For the stability and peace of the Three Realms?I think you just want me to be your free thug, okay?
"Don't want to?"

Jiang Yueling frowned.

Nezha nodded decisively.

"That's fine, I wanted to work with you to benefit the Three Realms, but now it seems that there should be no chance, that's fine, come out."

Jiang Yueling sighed with some regret, then made a decision, and opened the gate of the prison.

Nezha looked at him in surprise, "Just let me go."

"Why, haven't you stayed enough? How many days do you want to stay?"

Jiang Yueling looked at him jokingly.

"No, no, no."

Nezha's complexion changed, he waved his hands hastily, and then his figure flashed, and he quickly got out of the prison.

After coming out, looking at the cage behind him, Nezha looked a little dazed, always feeling unrealistic.

You just talked about the conditions with him, but now you let yourself go, what is this?
Slap yourself in the face?
"Not leaving yet?"

Seeing that Nezha was still in a daze, Jiang Yueling couldn't help being a little happy, "If you really don't want to part with this prison, I can invite you to stay for a while for free."

"What?"

Nezha came back to his senses immediately, and then spit at Jiang Yueling and said, "You are reluctant, your whole family is reluctant. The young master finally came out, and you still want me to go back to live? You want to eat shit."

Jiang Yueling narrowed his eyes, but he didn't get angry, but kept smiling.

OK, the more aggressive the better.

This kind of cheating for a while, I don't feel guilty.

Jiang Yueling narrowed his eyes and smiled, "In that case, what are you waiting for, let's go."

"Use your nonsense, the young master will go by himself."

Nezha let out a cold snort, and returned to his usual invincible appearance, with a pointed gun on his shoulder, but just as he was about to leave, he seemed to have thought of something, turned around, and said coldly to Jiang Yueling:

"You little jailer, I know I can't beat you now, but just wait, I will pay this debt back sooner or later, so don't fall into my hands."

"I am waiting."

Jiang Yueling said with a smile.

"Just be arrogant, I'll see how long you are arrogant."

Nezha snorted coldly, then raised his head and chest, and walked towards the gate of the Immortal Prison with his head held high.

"What a wonderful child, if you don't educate him well, how can you be worthy of your friendship with Li Jing?"

Looking at Nezha's back, Jiang Yueling showed a malicious smile on the corner of his mouth, took out an ordinary sound transmission talisman, muttered a few words, threw his palm, and it turned into a golden light and disappeared.

……

The gate of Immortal Prison.

Swish!
Zhuang Bifan, who was on patrol, changed his expression and raised his head suddenly. Seeing the golden light approaching, he hurriedly reached out to catch it, and asked in surprise, "Is this the command's sound transmission talisman?"

With a pinch of the palm, the sound transmission jade talisman was crushed, and a sentence immediately appeared in Zhuang Bifan's mind, and his eyes widened instantly.

"This, this, this is okay?"

"Brother Fan, what orders does the Commander have?"

The younger brother beside him asked Zhuang Bifan curiously.

Now all the guards in the Immortal Prison want to show their faces in front of Jiang Yueling, so they don't know that Zhuang Bifan is such a high-ranking man.

Zhuang Bifan came back to his senses and glanced at him coldly, "Don't ask if you shouldn't, I know, it's not good for you."

The little brother trembled in his heart, and broke out in cold sweat, he hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Yes, I understand."

Only then did Zhuang Bifan look away, and then looked at the gate of the Immortal Prison with a somewhat complicated expression.

Don't look at his prestige on the surface, but there was a twitch in his heart.

No matter what he said now, he is also the captain of the more than 1000 heavenly soldiers and jailers in the dignified fairy prison. To do this kind of thing in public is really... a disgrace to his reputation.

He is also easy to cut face.

He couldn't help but secretly said: "Commander, how can you think of me like that? I'm a decent person."

Ugh.

A long sigh.

Zhuang Bifan shook his head, and helplessly said to the younger brother beside him: "You guys continue to patrol, I'll go over there to rest."

"yes?"

The younger brother was about to nod his head when he heard the words, then suddenly came to his senses and looked at Zhuang Bifan in shock.

Brother, we all know that you are awesome now, but you can't be so awesome.

Commander has not yet left, you start fishing?
Do you consider yourself a leader?

Under the astonished eyes of all the celestial soldiers and jailers, Zhuang Bifan lay quietly on the steps of the gate of the Immortal Prison. By the way, he made a cloud of fairy mist to hide his figure, and followed him with a flick of his finger. A bell instrument was placed at the exit of the gate of the fairy prison to act as an alarm.

"I'm not skilled, I can only do so much."

After finishing these, Zhuang Bifan sighed faintly, then changed into a comfortable position, and waited for the next action.

……

The gate of Immortal Prison.

Nezha stepped on the hot wheel and flew out slowly.

This period of time has suffocated him, and now when he comes out, all he can think about is how to get revenge on Jiang Yueling.

Obviously playing is definitely not enough.

He can't beat it.

Unless you ask Erlang Shen to come with you.

This path is feasible, but it doesn't fit such a strong personality like him.

The second is to find an opportunity to hit the black stick.

But if this kind of thing gets out, it doesn't sound good.

"How about turning into a giant spirit god and hitting black sticks?"

Nezha frowned, thought for a while, and nodded, "It's possible."

Jingle Bell!
at this time.

He had just flown over the Panlongzhu in Immortal Prison.

Suddenly the sound of a bell rang.

Nezha came back to his senses, and looked at the bell that fell at his feet in surprise.

"Warning bell? Who put this thing?"

He stretched out his hand, sucked the bell and glanced at it. He was puzzled and couldn't figure it out. He threw the bell, shook his head, and flew directly out of the fairy prison.

But right now.

On the steps of the gate of Immortal Prison, a figure suddenly jumped out from under Fenghuo Wheel.

"WTF?"

Nezha looked startled, obviously he didn't expect there were people here.

He subconsciously wanted to stop his feet, but before he could react, the figure bumped directly into the hot wheel.

With a "bang", he was bumped into a stagger. On the other hand, the back of the person who bumped into him was red from the heat, and he yelled "Aw".

follow closely,

While rolling on the ground to put out the fire, he shouted: "Help, the third prince Nezha has beaten someone!"

moment.

The entire Immortal Prison was silent.

The patrolling heavenly soldiers and jailers looked dumbfounded.

Nezha's eyes widened even more, and there was only one thought in his mind.

Fuck, is there a (peng) trap (ci) trap (child)?