Even if a fisherman enters an infinite game, he still has to cast a rod

In a flash, the situation was reversed.

"Bang boom boom boom boom------!!!"

The Queen Mother of the West and her gods, who originally had the upper hand, were caught off guard by this shocking blow and had to try their best to escape.

Those who escaped slowly were crushed on the spot and turned into the most popular two-dimensional paper gods.

Monkey King is worthy of being Monkey King. With one move, he killed so many people that the sky was dark and the earth was dark. The heavenly soldiers and generals were defeated one after another.

The Queen Mother of the West's intricate golden crown fell to the ground and broke in the chaos. She was in great pain and was in such a mess that she had no time to bother the players anymore.

The players, on the other hand, were celebrating the New Year in great joy, their eyes sparkling with gold as they were illuminated by the legendary figure.

Wuqu was so happy that he stuck his axe into the ground: "Haha! Who is better at making trouble in Heaven? The Monkey King on the Flower-Fruit Mountain! With the help of professional monkey warriors, we have a sure win!"

An executive followed up and said: "This game is really worth it. It's worth it."

"I will die without regrets!"

Fatty Zhang looked at Jiang Yuan and Yu Du: "I was wondering why the two of you were protecting this dead...Ah, no, Grandma Qi, it turns out that she is the strongest fighter here?!"

Ouyang Ming jumped up and down excitedly: "Boss, Boss! How did you know that Grandma Qi is the Great Sage? Do you also have the Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils?"

"Or is it because of his habit of talking nonsense?"

Everyone was talking at once, but Jiang Yuan folded his hands in a reserved manner, lowered his voice, and said in a profound and mysterious way:

“Well, this is actually very simple.”

Hearing that it was simple, the players all came over to listen attentively, wanting to know how simple it was.

Jiang Yuan: "With just one glance, I could tell he was Sun Wukong."

Everyone:.......

What a simple way to get to the answer without paying attention to all the details.

Zhuge Jing put the arrow behind him and said, "This is what a super-student is like. He can tell the answer from the questioner's mind after just one look at the question. If you ask him about the process, he will have to think for a long time."

The young man’s metaphor was apt, but Jiang Yuan’s abilities were far more than that.

He was the type who could tell whether the evil god who set the question was wearing underwear today just by looking at the question. If he was wearing underwear, he could also tell the color and style, and whether it hadn't been washed for a few days.

In Jiang Yuan's eyes, this game is not as abstract as these players with special skills.

But this puzzle has not been solved.

Just when everyone was puzzled and scratching their heads, Yu Du gave a reasonable process:

"You are blinded by his identity as a player. There is no one alive in the wreckage of the plane. Xu Lulu did smother everyone to death."

"We noticed that there was something fishy about Grandma Qi who suddenly showed up. We are sure that an NPC in the game replaced her and wanted to blend in with us."

"The next part is easy to guess. There are only a handful of characters who can do this without anyone noticing. [Powerful, but not malicious] [Can transform] [Guards near Pantao Garden] [A little naughty] The one who meets these conditions is most likely Sun Wukong who heard our movements and came down to check."

“Later, the God of Land was afraid of his reaction, which also proved this.”

After Yu Du finished his explanation, Jiang Yuan clapped his hands and said:

"Yes! That's right, I thought so too!"

All players: ...I don't believe you, you are a very bad fisherman.

Someone asked: "But you figured it out, why didn't you tell us earlier? Let us know."

"He sneaked into our group for fun, but it's more than just fun." Jiang Yuan said leisurely:

"He wants to see what we are here for and our attitude towards the gods in the Heavenly Palace. In the final analysis, he is also observing us and wants to see the truest side of the players."

"If we kill innocent people indiscriminately or show malice towards mortals during the game, hey, do you think we can get here?"

"Ah, this..."

The executive officers were fine, but the passengers looked grim and were all sweating.

When they recalled their previous disrespectful behavior towards the elderly, their hearts began to beat like drums and they were sweating profusely. They wished they could invent a time machine immediately so they could sit back and slap their past selves hard in the face.

Someone asked again: "Then... is the Great Sage also the Sect Master?"

"Master? Hey, I, Old Sun, don't want to be that guy!"

The golden hoop poked into the space between the players. Sun Wukong jumped onto the hoop and circled around it, scratching his golden monkey hair and said with disdain:

"You are a bunch of sloppy guys, relying on your power to bully others in the sky. I have long disliked them and wanted to come up and catch them all. Fortunately, you gave me a ride. I have to thank you very much."

Jiang Yuan bowed and smiled: "You are too polite, Great Sage."

Yu Du nodded: "It's just a piece of cake."

The players were so thanked that they were sweating profusely: "We don't deserve it, we don't deserve it, this is what we should do."

At this time, Sun Wukong caught a glimpse of the Queen Mother of the West fleeing, her eyebrows and eyes smiled like crescent moons, and she raised her golden hoop and shouted:

"Hey! Queen Mother! Where are you running!!!"

More and more heavenly soldiers and generals poured into the palace to protect the fleeing Queen Mother of the West.

Sun Wukong was so annoyed by these fleas that the golden cudgel in his hand grew a thousand times larger again and opened a big hole in the golden roof.

The next stick was so powerful that it split the entire Yao Chi Palace in half.

The sky collapsed and the earth sank, the world was turned upside down, and in a few blinks of an eye, the grotesque shapes of all the gods, immortals, heavenly soldiers and generals were blown into the night sky by the tornado stirred up by the Great Sage, and became a real sky full of gods.

The remains of the palace began to collapse and fall apart. Yu Du avoided the broken eaves and falling rocks and was about to look for his apprentice when he saw Jiang Adou running towards him from the side of the stairs.

Jiang Yuan asked, "Adou, didn't I ask you to take care of Xiao Moyou? Where is she? Is she missing again?"

Previously, in order to allow Mo You to recuperate in peace without being disturbed, Yu Du covered her with a bubble and hid her under a sturdy stone table nearby.

Jiang Yixing volunteered to take care of the little girl. Yu Du considered it over and over again, thinking that it was just nursing and nothing would happen, so he changed him from a puppet back into a human and told him to call them if anything happened.

However, it seemed that Jiang Adou did not do a good job of taking care of the baby, and now he came here alone.

Seeing the misunderstanding, Jiang Yixing cried out in injustice: "It's not lost! She ran away on her own!!"

Yu Du: "What's going on?"

"She suddenly woke up just now and wanted to leave. I couldn't stop her! And she asked me to tell you..." Jiang Yixing paused and imitated Mo You's serious tone:

"【Tell Master and Mr. Jiang not to worry. I can solve my own problems.】 Like this."

Ouyang Ming was puzzled: "Ah? What problems could Xiao Moyou have in this Heavenly Palace?"

After hearing this, the passengers found it difficult to understand the logic behind Mo You's behavior and started complaining impatiently again.

"Hey, why is this little girl so troublesome? She's running around at this critical moment?!"

"Yeah, she's even more annoying than Xu Lulu. She's always causing us trouble!"

"Last year, there was a famous game. Among the players, there was a crazy saint from the Animal Protection Association. When she went out, she had to save an injured cat, saying that the cat was so pitiful and the cat's life was also a life. As a result, the players were caught up by the leader's men and then killed crazily."

"The infuriating thing is that, in the end, except for the Virgin Mary, everyone died!"

"I've seen that news too. She just wanted to save cats and show her love, but ended up killing more than 60 people! Later, this damn saint was scolded by the whole Internet, and she even came out and wrote a short essay saying that she had severe depression. It was so pitiful! She's resurrected because of me."

After listening to their complaints, Jiang Yuan shook his head and said:

"No, no, what you hate is not the Virgin Mary, but the weaklings whose firepower and wisdom are not worthy of their compassion."

"what?"

The Snow-haired Son of God gave an analogy: "Just think about it, what if Xiao Moyou is actually a Super Saiyan with extremely high combat power, who can kill gods and Buddhas, and who can always forgive your offenses infinitely, and unconditionally lend you assistance in times of crisis..."

Fatty Zhang sneered: "Then I will kneel down on the spot and kowtow to you to recognize my mother!!!"

The flowered shirt is even better: "Don't talk about mom! If she really can do it, she can chop off my head to cheer everyone up!!!"

The man in the windbreaker concluded: "But is she? Isn't she just a rookie executive who gets beaten up everywhere?"

The trio of thorns are just as reassuringly stable as always.

These remarks hit the mark exactly what Jiang Yuan wanted. The fisherman crossed his arms, said nothing, and had a subtle smirk on his face. The corners of his mouth were rounded like half a watermelon rind.

Even the CEO standing next to him coughed to cover up his choking.

"...cough."

Faced with this strange reaction, the three of them suddenly had a very ominous premonition.

Flowered shirt: "Why aren't you talking......"

Man in windbreaker: "Chief? Why are you coughing? Why don't you refute it..."

Fatty Zhang: "Jiang Yuan, what are you laughing at? Come on, what kind of reaction is this? It's scary!"

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At the same time, the Monkey King is fighting with the two bodies of Erlang Shen, and the fight has now reached the stage of super transformation.

The Queen Mother of the West was alone, fleeing on the way to her bedroom.

The power lent to him by the evil god is hidden in the bedroom. With that, it is enough to deal with that damn monkey.

I will kill that monkey and hang him outside the Nantian Gate, and hang those players outside the Nantian Gate as well. As for that damned bastard, I will hang him above the bed, so that he can watch me and my lover every day...

Just when he was thinking about how to deal with this group of villains, he saw a petite figure appear at the door of the colorful and tumor-filled bedroom.

Don't worry.

The moon splashed on the starry sky, and white clouds rolled around her leather boots. The girl was wearing a uniform full of blood holes, holding a silver snow saber in her hand. She stood alone at the hundred-foot staircase of the bedroom, as if she had been waiting for a long time.

Just as the god in a gorgeous green cloak came over, the cold wind made her shoulder-length hair a little messy. The girl's eyebrow moved slightly, and she slowly opened her drooped eyes.

Her eyes have completely recovered under the treatment of her master's blood. Golden light leaks out from those clear eyes, as bright as the sun. It is impossible to look directly at them. Looking at them for one more moment will make people dizzy.

"Qinger."

Mo You's voice became ethereal, like an echo in the gentle breeze, reaching the deepest part of the brain.

The Queen Mother of the West sneered. It seemed that this idiot who was condemned by heaven had remembered everything.

"It is a great virtue to turn back after losing one's way. It is still possible for you to change now---"

"Change, change, change!!! I will always correct my mistakes in front of you!"

Mo You's words were suddenly interrupted.

The man's fluffy long hair was fluttering, and his entire cloak with green feathers was covered with fur, like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

I only heard him scolding in response to the pressure:

"Why is it always me who changes? Why don't you change your own damn character!!!"