After all, Nuwa is also an ancient god with magic power and a giant in heaven who is highly respected by everyone. How could he care about these things? How could he be angry with a few words of evaluation of appearance?

But Nuwa really cares, this is very unreasonable. Nuwa's magic power is a god who is mysterious. She can become what she wants to turn herself into. She can become a sun-sweeping face. Do you need to care about these things?

But Nuwa cares.

This is very unreasonable. Nuwa is resolute and does not have the style of an ancient god. She grabbed the crazy old man's neck with one hand and taught him a lesson with his teeth and claws:

"Do you old man have an aesthetic view? You said, is it a pure and natural beauty like me or a beautiful internet celebrity face like Guanyin? You said!"

"I...I..." The crazy old man stuttered and couldn't speak. I didn't know if Nuwa had used too much force or had realized that he had made a mistake and his face was red.

Nuwa was angry and wanted to give this old guy a blow, but as an ancient god, he was too careless about a mortal, so he just threw the crazy old man out.

"Empress, it's not that I'm talking about you. You have a bad habit of throwing things. But it's a great pleasure to throw this old man out." Yang Xuan stuck out his tongue and made a face at Empress Nuwa.

He was in a good mood. He was afraid that this crazy old man would really regard him as his grandson and live with a crazy old man. How could he live this life? Now that Nuwa has thrown the crazy old man to somewhere, the crisis has been resolved, he is relieved and naturally has a good mood.

Nuwa's mood was not so beautiful, so he gave a thumbs up in front of Nuwa, and while saying that, he also gestured and made faces, wanting to make the Empress happy.

Nuwa was indeed amused by Yang Xuan. She lifted Yang Xuan over and hugged him in her arms, without the anger she had just now. She asked Yang Xuan with a smile: "Am I beautiful, Empress?"

"Empress, don't scare me!" Yang Xuan was scared too much by Nuwa. Nuwa likes to play pranks and often asks Yang Xuan, "Am I beautiful?" and turns into a snake or something other terrifying thing. He broke free from the empress's arms and jumped on the ground, spreading his legs like a frightened deer and ran away.

It was about a distance that Yang Xuan thought was safe. He turned around, stretched out his little hand, pointed at Nuwa and roared: "You said you, why are you so naughty? You said you are beautiful, why do you become ugly reptiles at any time? You are a big beauty, how come your aesthetic view is so vulgar? What changes are you changing for nothing, how beautiful it is! "

"It's still a little guy who has vision, don't be afraid. Today you are very sweet, and I'm not scaring you today." Nuwa empress was very grateful for the praises of "beautiful" and "so beautiful" in Yang Xuan's criticism.

Yang Xuan got Nuwa's promise and immediately cheered and said to Nuwa's empress: "Really?"

"When did the Empress have deceived you?" Nuwa said.

"That's great!" Yang Xuan rushed into Nuwa's arms and smiled brightly, but there were still some worried people saying to Nuwa, "Empress, what you say must count. If you don't count, it's woof."

Nuwa also bounced Yang Xuan’s forehead, kissed his red face, and asked again: “Is the Empress really beautiful?”

Yang Xuan felt sad. Women are really a strange animal. No matter how beautiful women are, they are a little unconfident about their appearance.

"Of course, among the gods, the Empress is the most beautiful." Yang Xuan flattered Nuwa.

After all, Nuwa is a great god in the heavenly court. He is now in Nuwa's hands. He will not let go after seeing him without playing with him for a few days.

He didn't want to make Nuwa unhappy. Nuwa was very bad at habits and liked to throw things the most when she was unhappy. If Nuwa was in a bad mood and threw it as a sandbag as garbage, even if she didn't fall to death, she would be scared to death.

"So good, I love you." Nuwa nun pinched Yang Xuan's face.

The bad mood that the bad old man brought to her was perfectly treated by the cuteness of this child, and she is in a good mood now.

However, the giant spirit god did not feel the change in Nuwa's mood, and still stood aside very cautiously and respectfully. Seeing the crisis resolved, Guanyin Bodhisattva also walked out of the auspicious clouds.

"Thank you for helping me solve this big problem." The crazy old man didn't know where he was thrown to by Nuwa. It was safe here. The giant god and Guanyin both expressed their gratitude to Nuwa.

Nuwa ignored the giant spirit god. After all, she was not familiar with the giant spirit god, and the status difference was too great. She glanced at Guanyin, and her eyes were very hostile - naturally, both beauties and beauties were natural enemies, even gods were no exception.

"Guanyin, you are getting thinner and thinner. This is not enough. You know that you are losing weight clearly. Those who are not aware of it will think that the Heavenly Court has arranged too many jobs for you and still owed your salary. You see, your face is getting worse and worse, so you need to repair your body well." Nuwa said to Guanyin with concern.

"Empress, long time no see. I really want to thank the empress this time. "After all, Guanyin Bodhisattva was rescued from the old madman by Nuwa just now. She did not care about the ridicule in Nuwa's words, but said to Nuwa very attentively, "Nothing can express my gratitude to the empress, and the empress doesn't like me, the countryside. The empress likes this little guy very much. I happen to have some martial arts originating from the mortal world, which are simple and easy to learn, and are good basic martial arts. I think your martial arts are too profound and may not be suitable for introductory practice. This martial arts is the best for him to practice."

Yang Xuan was also a little curious.

Guanyin took out a yellowed copy of "Shaolin Boy Gong" and handed it over. The book was preserved very well, and Guanyin should like it very much.

Nuwa took a look at this technique. Although she had never been exposed to such a superficial technique, the technique was easy to learn. She nodded and thought that this technique was still very suitable for Yang Xuan. After all, Yang Xuan is really a pure Yang boy from a biological perspective.

But Yang Xuan's face turned green when he saw this. Whoever wants to practice this broken technique will practice, anyway, he doesn't want to practice it.

"Why is this technique? Why is this technique?" Yang Xuan looked at Nuwa who was nodding and was anxious. He wanted to stop Nuwa's absolutely incorrect and irresponsible idea. "Grandma, this is a technique developed by the disciples of the old disciple of Tathagata Buddha. Those who practice this technique must always be single. Niangma, didn't you say that Tathagata Buddha has psychological problems and has been looking for a psychiatrist for him? My fate is no different from that of him in the practice of the practitioner."

"Since the children are not interested in the introductory techniques of our Buddhism, you can consider this technique. It is very suitable for mortals to practice. The cultivation speed is also very fast and the technique is very exquisite." Guanyin Bodhisattva took out another technique and said proudly: "This was something I spent a lot of money to bring from the mortal world. This technique is exquisite..."

Nuwa took a look at the technique again, nodded and said, "This book is so exquisite, it is very suitable for mortals to practice, and can lay a good foundation for cultivating immortals..."

When Yang Xuan saw it, he was sweating profusely. What Guanyin Bodhisattva took out was the "Sunflower Book".

Yang Xuan was anxious. He didn't care about so much. This was a big matter of life and death. He quickly interrupted Nuwa and said, "Empress, Empress, no, no, I have to practice this "Sunflower Book" and have to castrate yourself! No, no..."

"There is nothing wrong. You are still young and have not yet developed completely. You cannot perform the rituals of Duke Zhou. It is better to cut them as soon as possible." Nuwa said decisively.

"No, no, you don't understand biology at all. If you cut me off, I will be ruined. You will grow into a monster that is neither male nor female." Yang Xuan said anxiously.

"What don't understand biology? You don't understand the methods of immortals at all! I said there is nothing wrong. Even if there is something wrong, you lay the foundation through the "Sunflower Book". If you have the foundation, I will pass on your immortal skills. Not to mention the roots and rebirth, it will be different if the head is cut off and the head can grow again. What are you afraid of?" Nuwa Niangniang wanted to give him courage.

"No, it's still not possible!" Yang Xuan did not waver at all about Nuwa's words.

"What are you afraid of?" Nuwa asked Yang Xuan, "What are you afraid of? Do you don't believe in our gods or do you don't believe in yourself? Go and see Lao Mu's house next door. His family has 72 wives, who are often virgins."

"Is this the reason for the ability of the immortal family or Lao Mu's ability? Do you think I'm stupid and think I can't even figure it out? I'm still young, don't lie to me."

Yang Xuancai didn't believe the nonsense of Nuwa. In the eyes of others, Nuwa, who seems to be noble and serious, is actually an old driver. Her driving experience is really too long.

"You are not young anymore. You can't wander around the heavenly court anymore. You should choose an introductory technique to start practicing, otherwise you will not become a god..." Nuwa advised Yang Xuan.

"My ancestors are gods, my grandfathers are gods, and my father are gods, don't worry about this. My bloodline is strong and there is no problem at all," Yang Xuan said confidently, "One person is enlightened, and the chickens and dogs are ascending to heaven. The 18 generations of ancestors of my family are gods who have enlightened the Tao. My teachers and friends are gods, and the one who loves me the most is also the empress I like and admire the most. You are also a god. Can't you become a god?"

She wears thousands of clothes, but doesn’t flatter her. Nuwa is very fond of Yang Xuan’s flattery. She likes this little guy very much. She taps Yang Xuan’s forehead with her slender hands and says to Guanyin Bodhisattva: “Guanyin, this little guy doesn’t like the martial arts you collected from the mortal world. In fact, the martial arts you practice are actually very basic, and you can teach this little guy.”

Guanyin was a little confused. Just now, Nuwa asked this little guy to practice some basic skills, so why did he change his mind now and ask him to practice his own skills?

"Actually, I think the skills you practice are very suitable for educating this little guy," Nuwa added, "The difference between your skills and the skills of mortals is not big. There is also the skills of the giant spirit god, your skills may also be suitable for mortals to practice."

Guanyin Bodhisattva's face looked very bad, but the giant spirit nodded and said, "Of course, it is my honor to let me teach this little brother to practice."

But Nuwa rolled his eyes. She didn't understand why the giant spirit god was so stupid. She couldn't even tell him that he was so obviously targeting Guanyin. She said angrily: "Forget it, you can't even beat an old man with a mortal. I'm afraid you will teach a waste."

"No, I just teach me how to do it. After laying a solid foundation, won't you be better off. Isn't you better? Mystery, college teachers may not be able to teach kindergarten children well. You understand this principle."

Empress Guanyin finally couldn't stand the slowness of the giant spirit god, and kicked the giant spirit god.

Yang Xuan shook his head, a woman is a woman, even a god is still a woman.

Guanyin dared not to break up with Nuwa, but she was more than enough to bully the Giant Spirit God. After all, the Giant Spirit God's status was there, so she could kick it.

The giant spirit god was kicked inexplicably, feeling very aggrieved. He did not dare to fight back, and he didn't even dare to argue loudly. He could only whisper and squeeze his smile on his face, asking Guanyin Bodhisattva: "Guanyin, why did you kick me?"

"You should kick!" Guanyin said angrily, "You should kick. Your major is fighting. You can't beat a mortal..."

"You can't beat it either?" said the giant spirit god dissatisfied.

"I can't beat you and you won't be embarrassed," Guanyin Bodhisattva said slowly, "I'm not a good match in fighting. When did you see a beautiful beauty like a flower and fight with others? This is not my profession..."

"All gods and immortals have super strong combat power, and the rules of immortals are clearly written. You are making a point of reasoning - what about your profession?" The giant spirit god was dissatisfied and asked.

"I am mainly responsible for the beauty of flowers. Only those who are not good-looking are responsible for fighting..." Guanyin said slowly. Guanyin is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Nuwa stared at Guanyin, as if she was exhausted. Guanyin's mouth was also powerful enough.

Yang Xuan looked at Guanyin and Nuwa again. He should stand on the side at this time. But it seems that the quota of standing on the side is not very good. One is Nuwa who can't afford to offend, and the other is Guanyin who is unwilling to offend as long as a man is not willing to offend. What should I do?

So he stared at Guanyin Bodhisattva and said leisurely: "Sister Guanyin is indeed as beautiful as a flower, beautiful, gentle, and has a good figure. Tsk tsk tsk--"

Guanyin giggled, and he was amused by the little guy's words and eyes. Nuwa stretched out her hand and prepared to teach this little brat a lesson.

Unexpectedly, this little guy said smartly: "A beauty like you, my aunt can hit ten with just one hand!"

The hand that Nuwa stretched out did not fall, and she couldn't help laughing. After all, "My Empress" and "One hand can hit ten" are also very beautiful.

Guanyin also burst into laughter.

They seemed to smile happily, and they made up their past grudges.

"Ghost Spirit!" Nuwa glanced at Guanyin, laughed, and laughed very happily.

"Little Boy!" Guanyin nodded and responded to Nuwa's point of view. She seemed very happy.

"This little brat seems to want to see us fight," Nuwa pulled Yang Xuan to her side and touched his head.

"What a bad guy, I like this elf." Guanyin Bodhisattva stepped forward a few steps and pinched Yang Xuan's face.

Women, I really don’t understand women! Yang Xuan was speechless. Why did the two people who were still tense just now become so close all of a sudden? Could it be that his words really work like this? Can he control the souls of gods?

But he didn't think so immediately, because he clearly heard his Guanyin turn around and whisper in a low voice: "If I hadn't been able to beat you, if I could not beat you..."

I also heard Nuwa turn around and say contemptuously: "Vase, vixen..."

Yang Xuan laughed loudly, and the mocking meaning was very strong.

Nuwa and Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at each other, and at the moment when their eyes were intertwined, they almost said at the same time: "Beat this annoying little shit!"

When Yang Xuan heard this, he ran away and shouted, "Help, help, child abuse..."

He knew that although his Nvwa and Guanyin sister hated each other, they were really interested in him. The more he was dying, the more they liked him. After all, the gods and fairies born like him, who had no inheritance of a little magical ability, were harmless but had a very low-key mouth, and were very popular with gods and immortals.

Nuwa and Guanyin Bodhisattva pretended to teach him a lesson, and shouted loudly and hung behind Yang Xuan.

"Little bad guy, run slowly, don't fall, sister, I won't beat you to death!" Guanyin's voice was very gentle.

"Run, see where you can run? Don't let me catch you, catch you and open your butt." Nuwa was threatening.

After all, they are gods and have experienced too many storms. These things are nothing. As a god, the most important thing is to be happy. Otherwise, how can you live such a long time?

The giant spirit looked at all this blankly, feeling inexplicable. He rubbed his head, unable to understand their joys and angers, nor could he integrate into their circle.

"Don't bully my grandson, grandson, I'll save you!" A figure flashed past, picked up Yang Xuan and ran away.
Chapter completed!