And there was another thunderous sound of water splashes, and a hint of white suddenly appeared in the black river with the rolling waves.

Until now, looking at the beautiful and elegant white dragon from afar, Tang Sanzang suddenly had the illusion that Ao Yu had grown up a lot.

In the past, even Tang Sanzang could feel the tenderness of Ao Yu's white dragon body. But at this moment, Tang Sanzang looked at Ao Yu's dragon body, which was full of different elegance and extremely beautiful, but there was no more of that tenderness, but instead felt that it was full of power and mystery.

"Several years have passed so quickly..."

Tang Sanzang looked at Ao Yu, who had a weak and cute expression, and couldn't help but smile gently, and smiled warmly and gently, gently stroked Ao Yu's little head as before, and said.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"No, this dragon dares to be disrespectful to the Holy Monk brother, so he should be beaten!" Ao Yu smiled and couldn't help but make another cute expression with a fang-like claws and said viciously.

After a pause, Ao Yu gently tapped his index fingers on his chest and asked, "Brother Saint Monk, Yu'er seemed too excited just now and didn't control her strength. Did she accidentally affect you?"

Is Tang Sanzang the kind of person who can lie? Of course not, not to mention that in front of the disciples, Tang Sanzang needs to take into account his master's face.

Immediately, Tang Sanzang patted Ao Yu's little head, but skipped the question directly.

That little bit of wave is just commonplace for me!

Immediately, Tang Sanzang focused on the dragon floating on the water and thought about how to deal with him.

Just now, the dragon was talking and obviously swallowing the human race a lot. This time, it was just trying to pinch the soft persimmon, but unfortunately it was a mess.

Tang Sanzang, who had always been compassionate, sighed slightly, completely relieved his former sins, and said in a peaceful and peaceful tone.

"Wukong, let's be saved, so as not to let it continue to harm the people. Well, by the way, remember to be more professional and make this dragon donor walk a little more comfortable, and it is not in vain that we will meet and meet each other in the world."

"Yes, Master!"

The monkey, who had been unable to hold back for a long time, took out the golden cudgel from his ear and was about to aim it at the head of the dragon and knock it on the flower.

At this moment, an old man emerged from the water beside him, and he knelt on the surface of the water and exclaimed carefully. "Holy monk, great sage, let's show mercy."

"Oh? Who are you? Why should I stop me Lao Sun?" The monkey narrowed his golden eyes and asked.

"Report to the Great Sage..." the old man bowed tremblingly and said, "I am the true god of Hei Shuihe River. I am here to pay homage to the Great Sage."

"Are you the river god of the Black Water River? Then what is this dragon?" The monkey asked with a look of Tang Sanzang.

"I must never deceive the Great Sage. I am indeed the god of the Black Shui River. But in May of the old year, this dragon came from the West Sea and entered the Black Shui River. I also deceived me by being old and weak, and took my Black Shui God's mansion and occupied the Black Shui River to do evil for my territory." The old man said.

"Since that's the case, why do you want to stop me Lao Sun? This is just enough to end the life of this dragon, and the Black Water River God is still in you." The monkey said with suspicion in his eyes.

"What the Great Saint said is very much, but what the Great Saint doesn't know is that the Dragon King of the West Sea is the mother uncle of the dragon. If the Dragon Dragon died here, he would probably be resentful by the dragon clan of the four seas. The Great Saint has great powers and is naturally unhindered. But in the future, I will not even be able to save my life if I sit in the position of the Black Water River God."

The old man cried in tears at the corner of his eyes, as if he was worried and afraid of something.

As soon as these words came out, Ao Yu's eyes couldn't help but blink, and Tang Sanzang's expression was slightly stunned.

You must know that Ao Yu is the third princess of the West Sea. In a sense, this dragon is still related to Ao Yu.

Ao Yu pointed his index finger at his chin a few times, as if trying to recall something, and then said, "Brother of the Holy Monk, but Ao Yu doesn't remember having such an ugly relative at home."

"Dare you ask?" The old man seemed to notice Ao Yu and asked carefully.

"I? I am the third princess of Xihai, Ao Run, my father." Ao Yu replied.

The old man's expression was slightly surprised and he quickly saluted again. "The little god has seen the third princess."

Ao Yu nodded, as if he had long been used to the shocking reactions of the Sichuan River water gods.

Although the dragon clan has become much weaker in the world and can only hide in the four seas to support the group and warm up. On weekdays, they can only bow their heads and bow their waists to many powerful people, but in fact, the dragon clan in the four seas still has the power retained in their hands.

In fact, in addition to being responsible for the four seas, clouds and rain, and climates in all directions, the many rivers and rivers are also under the jurisdiction of the four seas dragon clan, but they must respect the heavenly court in their name and keep the heavenly rules carefully.

Therefore, in a sense, the boss of the Hei Shui River God is the Dragon King of the West Sea. Going up further, that is the Heavenly Court.

Ao Yu looked at the dragon lying on the surface of the Heishui River with disgust and asked the old man. "Ao Yu had never heard of such a relative in his family before? Where did you hear it?"

"Report to the third princess, as far as the little god knows, this dragon is the son of the Dragon King of Jinghe who went to the Dragon Slaying Platform a few years ago, and his mother is the sister of the Dragon King of the West Sea." The old man replied cautiously.

"Haha, you little river god know a lot." Zhu Bajie, who seemed to see something and said with a smile.

When the old man heard this, he did not dare to answer the conversation and subconsciously lowered his head.

"It seems, it's really..." Ao Yu thought about it very hard, and he really had a little impression of the Dragon King of Jinghe.

And Tang Sanzang's face full of compassion and peace could not help but twitch the corners of his mouth...

Tang Sanzang still has some impression of the Dragon King of Jinghe.

Isn’t that the one who privately deducted three inches and eight points of rain to the end of the unlucky dragon who was sent to the Dragon Slaying Platform, and then turned into a resentful dragon and tried to seek revenge from the Emperor of Tang, and was finally saved by the monk?

That was the first time Tang Sanzang saw a dragon, so he remembered it very deeply.

However, Tang Sanzang had no sympathy for the Dragon King of Jinghe, and could only say that he deserved it.

If it is calculated based on the unit of measurement in Tang Sanzang's previous life, three inches and eight o'clock rain would be secretly deducting more than ten centimeters of rainfall.

In terms of the standards of previous lives, the standard for rainfall is the precipitation of more than 50 mm within 24 hours.
Chapter completed!