Chapter 86: Dragon King: The water of the West Sea was released for you by them

Black Water River, Water Mansion.

The Tuolong failed to invite the West Sea Dragon King and returned with a belly full of fire.

As soon as he returned, he wanted to find Tang An and the others to vent his anger.

"Yo, isn't this the West Sea Dragon King's nephew? Why, didn't you invite your uncle?" Tang An could see the Tuolong's belly full of fire, but still dared to continue teasing him.

"Hmph!" The Tuolong was angry. "It's just that he doesn't know what's good for him. Just right, let me and the beauty enjoy your meat alone; that's also fast!"

"Why are you so angry?" Tang An signaled the Tuolong to look at Yang Jian.

"Like this, do you see the one on your left? He once beat his uncle. Your uncle made you so angry; why don't you learn from him and beat your uncle too?"

"If not, let's have a competition to beat uncles? Or take turns beating uncles?"

"If you dare to beat his uncle, or if you dare to let your uncle beat his uncle, I will definitely guarantee your immortality. How about that?"

"Stop spouting nonsense with this Great King!" The Tuolong was dizzy from Tang An's constant talk of uncles.

However, he then looked at Yang Jian and finally realized something was wrong, starting to use his brain to think.

Could it be that they really had some background?

"The Destined One said before that your uncle is the Jade Emperor?"

Although Yang Jian didn't want to admit it, the facts were indeed before him. "Yes."

The Tuolong sized up Yang Jian, indeed feeling that Yang Jian seemed composed. But if he really was the Judicial God, yet was trapped by a piece of his seaweed, was he too weak?

Thus, his clever big head came up with such an idea.

"You said your uncle is the Jade Emperor, but I dared to invite my uncle, the West Sea Dragon King. Do you dare to invite your uncle down?"

As long as Yang Jian really invited the Jade Emperor down, then it could prove that the person before him was truly the Judicial God.

But the Tuolong didn't think that if the Jade Emperor came down personally, he wouldn't have a life left.

???

Yang Jian, Nezha, and Tang An were all shocked and confused.

"My goodness, you are really brave." Tang An was now curious about the composition of the Tuolong's brain.

If you say he's stupid, he knows to doubt Yang Jian's uncle. If you say he's smart, he dares to face Yang Jian's uncle.

But if you imagine him as a Chinese alligator, everything seems so reasonable.

"Snap!"

Outside the cave mansion, came the sound of a piece of coral being snapped.

Tang An, Yang Jian, Nezha, and the Tuolong all looked outside simultaneously.

The West Sea Dragon King Ao Run had unconsciously used so much force in his hand that he snapped a piece of coral. He realized he was exposed and made eight hundred fake moves in one second, wishing he could find a hole to escape.

"West Sea Dragon King, long time no see."

Yang Jian smiled, but the pressure in his eyes made the West Sea Dragon King's legs almost kneel down on the spot.

They say when people are unlucky, they choke even on cold water. But the situation he was facing now was that he could choke to death on cold water!

Last time on the journey west, when Nezha brought the White Dragon back to the Dragon Palace, he had been tricked once.

How unlucky was he to encounter such a thing again, and it was his own nephew who had captured the two most troublesome great gods before him.

"Er, Er..."

Ao Run slapped his own mouth. "This little king greets the True Lord Erlang."

"Hey, there's another one." Tang An kindly reminded him.

Ao Run wiped his sweat and hurriedly bowed again. "This little king greets the Third Prince."

Yang Jian sneered: "Just now, the Dragon King must have heard that your good nephew wants to invite my uncle down personally to verify my identity."

"It seems the West Sea Dragon King thinks so too."

"No, no, no, no, no..." The West Sea Dragon King shook his head so hard it almost broke. "No, no, this little king doesn't dare, doesn't dare."

Tang An was still watching the fun and adding fuel to the fire. "Hey, Dragon King, your nephew just wanted to play a competition of beating uncles to vent his anger with the Judicial God."

"Your nephew is really good; he even wanted to call you to help the Judicial God beat his uncle."

"Snap!"

What shattered?

Oh, it was the West Sea Dragon King gently shattering into pieces.

"You bastard!!!!"

The West Sea Dragon King exploded, not caring what was around him, and started beating his own nephew.

Tang An was so happy on the side that her stomach was cramping, her cheeks were sore, and she couldn't stop at all.

"Don't say, the operation Tuolong played is even more ruthless than shaving hair in the first lunar month."

"Shaving hair in the first lunar month?" Yang Jian and Nezha didn't understand.

"Oh, a saying from where I'm from is that shaving hair in the first lunar month kills your uncle."

Yang Jian and Nezha had expressions of having received new information and suddenly realizing.

Then Yang Jian immediately asked: "Is it useful?"

"Hmm?" Tang An was stunned for a moment and burst into laughter again.

Oh my, her three disciples—either wanting to kill their uncle or wanting to kill the pagoda-bearer, only Wukong was a good-tempered monkey who carried so many debts without turning evil.

Otherwise, the Heavenly Court would be in danger.

Outside the Water Mansion.

The West Sea Dragon King's beating of the Tuolong hadn't stopped. Don't say, he was quite resistant to beating; he had been beaten for so long, but he just kept escaping and didn't suffer any serious injuries.

"Uncle! Uncle!" The Tuolong shouted to stop.

"Don't call me Uncle! You're my ancestor!"

"Uncle." The Tuolong signaled him to stop hitting. "Listen to me for two sentences first."

"What else do you want to say?"

"Uncle, what are you afraid of? Now that they are all trapped in the mansion by me, at worst, you and I can strike together and..." The Tuolong made a gesture of slicing his throat.

"You! You still want to strike against the Judicial God and the Great God of the Three Altars? You still want to kill them?"

The West Sea Dragon King let out a soul-searching question. "When the midwife delivered you, did she forget your brain in your mother's stomach?"

"Uncle! Why do you always boost others' morale and destroy your own prestige? They are trapped by me now; it's the perfect time to strike! Don't miss it!"

The West Sea Dragon King laughed. When a person is speechless to the extreme, they really will laugh.

"Do you know what's in the West Sea?"

"Hmm? Is it your territory?"

"Snap!" The West Sea Dragon King punched him again. "That's the sea they released for you just now!"

The Tuolong covered his head and was also angry. "Uncle! You are truly unreasonable!"

"Heh? Hehehe..." The West Sea Dragon King was almost crying while laughing. He was unreasonable?

It seems Heaven wants to destroy his West Sea!

"What unhappy thing did the Dragon King think of? Tell us so we can be happy too?" Tang An's voice sounded abruptly beside Ao Run.

Ao Run was startled, and when he looked again, Yang Jian, Nezha, Tang An, and Xiaotian Quan had all come out of the trapped cave mansion.

The Tuolong was shocked. "You, how did you escape?"

"Escape?" Yang Jian signaled him to look at the pieces of seaweed. "You call walking out of that thing an escape?"

It could be said that with Yang Jian's ability, he could snap the seaweed just by stretching.

He was even afraid that if he moved too much while tied up, the seaweed would snap itself.

Only now did the Tuolong truly realize what kind of people he had offended.

He collapsed to the ground with a "thud," his brain crashed, and he didn't know what to do.

Tang An walked up to the Tuolong and looked at him closely.

"Wei Zheng beheaded the Jinghe Dragon King in a dream, and now the son of the Jinghe Dragon King has fallen into my hands."

"It seems your family's fate is to be cut off at the hands of my Great Tang?" ===== CHAPTER 87 =====