Chapter 172 A Fated One!
"Grandpa...you...you're confused, aren't you?"
Meng Yiran's voice trembled:
"Grandma...Grandma has passed away..."
She knew that the Li Xiangxiang in the sky looked a lot like her grandmother when she was young again, but her grandmother was really gone.
"Yiran! You don't believe me?"
The Dragon King stared at her, tears streaming down his face:
"I've known your grandmother for sixty or seventy years, how could I possibly admit to something wrong?!"
Not far away, Flander and Liu Erlong looked at each other, their jaws practically dropping to the ground.
They looked closely at Li Xiangxiang reflected in the sky, then recalled the fleeting glimpse of Chaotianxiang they had seen earlier—
The similarity is at least 99%!
Then look at how Dragon Lord is risking his life...
At the same time, an absurd thought popped into their minds:
Could it be... that he is truly the reincarnation of the Heavenly Incense?
If Yu Xiaogang can be reincarnated, why can't Chaotianxiang?
The two looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.
Although they were reincarnated, these two... are from different generations!
Flander looked at Yu Xiaogang, who was carrying Li Xiangxiang and looking smug in the sky, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
After hearing Long Gong's lament, the onlookers around them began to discuss it amongst themselves.
"That Yu Xiaogang is truly incorrigible!"
"It was exposed during the trial in the underworld that he deceived the Pope of the Spirit Hall and toyed with his cousin's feelings. Now that he's been reincarnated as a pig, he's still so shameless!"
"How could you do that to an elderly woman in her seventies or eighties?"
"Tsk tsk tsk..."
His gaze toward the sky grew increasingly strange.
Although I felt sorry for Li Xiangxiang, I couldn't help but think of her as the former Snake Granny.
...
In the primordial wilderness, at Lijiazhuang.
Yu Xiaogang strode into the inner courtyard, ignoring the screams of the women who were frightened by him, and headed straight for Li Xiangxiang's boudoir.
He certainly hadn't lost his memory, and he recognized Tang San.
Yu Xiaogang did not lose his memory.
Of course he remembered Tang San. Although the kid had shaved his head and his demeanor had changed a lot, he would recognize that face even if it turned to ashes.
But he didn't want to admit it.
After Li Xiangxiang released him back into the mountains, he had a miserable three years.
He had memories of his past life, but this prehistoric world was full of demons, and he almost starved to death several times.
Just when they were about to give up, they encountered a bald monk.
The monk taught him Taoist magic and supernatural powers, and also gave him a magical treasure.
He knew, of course, that there was no such thing as a free lunch, and asked the monk what his purpose was.
The monk told him to cultivate himself diligently and wait for a destined person to fulfill his divinely ordained mission.
He asked how long he would have to wait and what the destined person would look like.
The monk didn't say much, only saying: "You'll know when you see that person."
This wait lasted for several years.
He had met countless outsiders, but none of them gave him that feeling.
Just now, when Tang San called out his name,
He suddenly realized!
What are the odds of being chosen by the Sky Curtain?
How vast was the primordial wilderness?
For them, master and disciple, to meet in this vast sea of people, if this isn't fate, then what is?
But at the last minute, he changed his mind.
He now possesses both power and magical treasures; he is the local tyrant within a thousand miles.
They were more comfortable and happy than that emperor who fought against the heavens.
What kind of mission would you take if you'd had your head caught in a door? It doesn't sound like a good job.
"It smells so good!"
He stood by the bed, his eyes shining:
"I've come to get you! Come on, let's go back to our cave and live a carefree life!"
Li Xiangxiang was so frightened by his display that she shrank back into the corner of the bed, her face turning pale.
How could she dare to go with him?
But he was also afraid that the pig demon would eat him in a fit of anger.
I could only feign composure and stammer as I delayed:
"No, didn't we agree... to have a wedding ceremony? Why are we leaving now?"
"A few annoying guys came to my door, and I don't want to get entangled with them."
"Couldn't we just drive them away?"
Li Xiangxiang stared at him expectantly, her voice soft and sweet.
Yu Xiaogang frowned.
Tang San was among those guys.
Although he didn't want to acknowledge him, he still cared about the master-disciple relationship and didn't want to fight him.
He looked at Li Xiangxiang, who was huddled under the covers, her face full of reluctance, and his expression darkened.
"What? You don't want to come with me?"
Over the years, he has made great progress in his cultivation, and he has not neglected himself.
He lived a carefree and happy life in his cave with three thousand beauties and countless piglets.
But I always feel like something is missing.
After thinking it over and over, he remembered the girl who had once spared his life.
Li Xiangxiang wasn't particularly beautiful, but she gave him a special feeling.
It's probably the filter of gratitude that's causing this.
So he disguised himself and returned to Lijia Town, wanting to welcome her into his home openly and honestly.
Unexpectedly, the other party didn't appreciate it at all!
"No...no..."
Seeing his expression change, Li Xiangxiang was terrified, thinking he was about to eat her, and burst into tears.
"Don't eat me! I won't go to the demon's lair! Waaaaah—"
She covered her head with the blanket and kicked her legs wildly in the air, like she was riding a bicycle.
Yu Xiaogang's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
All my love and devotion went to waste.
"Hmph, it's not up to you!"
His temper, honed by years of bullying and tyranny, had made him lose his patience.
He yanked off the blanket, scooped Li Xiangxiang up, hoisted her onto his shoulder, and strode outside.
Forced melons aren't sweet, but they quench your thirst!
Li Xiangxiang climbed onto his shoulder and kicked and punched him, her little fists pounding loudly.
But for Yu Xiaogang, it was no different from scratching an itch.
"stop--!"
With a loud shout and a flash of golden light, Erming stood blocking the entrance, wielding his golden cudgel.
"You pig demon! You're abducting a woman in broad daylight! Did you even ask your grandfather's golden cudgel before doing so?!"
He looked at Li Xiangxiang, who was struggling and crying on his shoulder.
The image of Xiao Wu being forcibly taken away by Tang San suddenly flashed into his mind, and his eyes turned red.
"Where did this beast come from? How dare he block my way!"
Yu Xiaogang stopped and glanced at him sideways:
"Have you asked your master?"
He glanced meaningfully at Tang San, who was catching up from behind.
Tang San looked at the arrogant and domineering Yu Xiaogang in front of him.
She was completely different from the frustrated and unsuccessful teacher I remembered.
No matter what, he was still my teacher.
"It's a matter of mutual consent and harmony between two people..."
"Consensual my foot!"
Erming immediately exploded, pointing his finger at Tang San and cursing:
"You little scoundrel! You're so righteous and selfless!"
"Just because he's your teacher doesn't mean you can ignore him? It means you can forcibly abduct women?!"
He became increasingly angry as he spoke:
"Like master, like student! You learned all this from him, didn't you?!"
"You beast, how dare you!"
Tang San's face turned green:
Watch your words! I am your master!
Yu Xiaogang had no interest in watching the master and apprentice bicker.
Carrying Li Xiangxiang on his back, he leaped onto the clouds and flew deep into the mountains.
"Stop right there, you pig demon!"
Erming was too lazy to argue with Tang San anymore, so he picked up his staff and was about to chase after him.
Tang San was so angry that his beard bristled and his eyes widened. He made a hand seal and was about to recite the Tightening-Headband Mantra—
"Master! Master—!"
Suddenly, my legs were grabbed.
The old town mayor and his wife appeared out of nowhere, clinging tightly to Tang San's legs, tears streaming down their faces.
"Please! Please save my daughter! I beg you!"
Tang San looked down at the two white-haired old men at his feet, then looked up at Er Ming and Yu Xiaogang, who had already run far away.
He sighed.
Put down the hand gesture.
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