"I have a set of dragon scale armor and a set of lotus armor here. Which one do you want?" The Dragon King of the East China Sea opened his dragon claws to Nezha, and two streams of light, one red and one white, flew out of his palms, and turned into two sets of sacred skirt armor filled with fairy spirit in front of the three.

Nezha looked closely and saw that the armor on the left was red, with auspicious clouds embroidered on it. Inside the auspicious clouds, there was a dark Yinglong painted, opening his mouth to swallow the sun, moon and stars; the armor on the right was pure white background, and lotus flowers were embroidered with golden silk and silver threads. Countless lotus flowers were like countless palms, holding a golden sun.

"This..." Nezha looked at this set of armor and then the set of armor. He felt that each one was good and wanted it. He rubbed his fingers and asked, "Can you give me both sets? I'll change it and wear it."

Dragon King of East China Sea: "..."

What is this? Listen to it, is it something that people can say? This is a fairy armor, without staining of dust. How can you get toxic on your body? Can you wear it to the point where it needs to be washed?

"No, I can only choose one!" After a moment, the Dragon King, who came to his senses, said firmly in a tone.

Nezha looked around and struggled for a long time, and finally made up his mind, pointed at the Lotus Armor and said, "Just choose this one. I am not from your dragon clan. It seems a bit inappropriate to wear a armor with Yinglong."

The Dragon King of East China Sea nodded and took back the dragon scale armor. The long nails gently touched the lotus armor. The fairy-light armor instantly decomposed into many parts, turning into streams of light and sticking to Nezha.

Nezha raised his arm and looked at it, looked down and looked again. Feeling the feeling of nothingness, a big smile couldn't help but open the corner of his mouth: "Thank you, Your Majesty Dragon King."

"No need to thank me. If you want to thank me, thank you uncle. It is your luck to have such an uncle who is wholeheartedly considering you." The Dragon King of the East China Sea said lightly.

Afterwards, Su Jin, Ao Bing and Nezha bid farewell to the Dragon King and brought eight thousand elite dragon clans to conquer the unjust officials in the sea.

Su Jin himself is the best player who stands out from the sea of ​​corpses and blood, so this level of war is not at all interested in taking action for him. He is more used to train Ao Bing and Nezha. Only by letting them personally take part in this battle will they not be at a loss in the more tragic battle of the Gods in the future.

There was no sun and moon in the sea, and a year passed in a blink of an eye. On this day, the armor was like blood-stained. Nezha, whose face was covered in blood, just returned to the Dragon Clan barracks, was called by Su Jin in the handsome account.

"What's wrong with uncle?" Nezha took the wet towel delivered by Ao Bing, wiped his dirty little face, raised his eyes and asked in confusion.

"Do you know what day will be in ten days?" Su Jin signaled him to sit in front of him and asked.

"Ten days later? What day?" Nezha asked with a confused look on his face.

Su Jin laughed: "Baby, is it I asked you or you asked me? Ten days later, it is your birthday this year and the day when the Heavenly Tribulation Curse exploded. In the past year, we have robbed so many defensive treasures, but this is not the only day?"

When Nezha heard this, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he said with some disconfidence: "Uncle, is our preparations over the past period really enough?"

Su Jin patted his head and said firmly: "I believe uncle, it must be enough. All our efforts will not be in vain!"

Nezha breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

"Ao Bing, I'm going to take Nezha back now. You should withdraw your troops as soon as possible, hand over the orders to the Dragon King, and then rush to Chentang Pass. After Nezha survives this disaster, we will celebrate for him." Su Jin withdrew his palm and turned his eyes and said.

Ao Bing focused his head and smiled and said to Nezha: "Don't worry, I will definitely not miss your birthday party."

"A word is certain!" Nezha stretched out his fist and said loudly.

Ao Bing raised his hand and fisted him, and said with a smile: "It's hard to chase after thousands of horses!"

...

"Has Nezha little hero returned?"

"Is the Weiling and High-profile General back?"

"When will Nezha come back?"

Chentang Pass, General's Mansion, a group of people gathered in front of the door with bright lights and asked in a lingering manner.

Because of Su Jin, in this world, Nezha's fate and the fate in the movie have undergone earth-shaking changes. At least in Chentangguan, countless people regard him as a hero, a god, and a legend. Such an important person's birthday is naturally a grand event for the people in the city, and countless people come to ask about his news every day.

At the beginning, the door was able to maintain the basic professional qualities and smiled at everyone, but now he couldn't laugh anymore, and the muscles on his face were completely stiff: "Listen to me, listen to me, you can go back first. If my young master comes back, I will definitely notify you..."

In the inner courtyard, Yin Shiniang wore her most beautiful clothes and pulled Li Jing's hand and asked, "Husband, do you still have little news about your brother and Nezha?"

Li Jing shook his head helplessly: "Madam, this is the seventeenth time you have asked me today."

Yin Shiniang turned her eyes and looked towards the gate: "I'm just afraid that they will forget it. After all, Nezha's birthday is extraordinary."

"Master Dao and the Master are back!" Just as Yin Shiniang was anxious, a voice full of surprise and excitement suddenly came in from the gate of the outer courtyard.

"Brother and Zha'er are back!" Yin Shiniang's eyes suddenly lit up, her body turned into a stream of light, and she came to the gate of the outer courtyard in an instant.

"What's wrong with you?" Su Jin asked in confusion as she looked at her panicked look.

"No... nothing, I just haven't seen you for too long, and I feel a little excited."

Su Jin laughed and waved his hand and said, "Let's go, let's talk about it later..."

After briefly recounting the old story with Li Jing and his wife, Su Jin began to walk continuously inside and outside the entire General's Mansion, burying gems in different places, using fairy spirit as a pen, and drawing one formation line after another on the ground.

Nezha was wearing a set of soft armor in his heart, a lotus armor covering his outside, a fire-tip gun in his hand, a Qiankun circle around his neck, a Dingfeng bead hidden on his chest, and a series of jade talismans hanging around his waist, which can definitely be called fully armed!

"Fat and Thin Toutuo, you two are taking people to guard the General's Mansion. Remember, no one is allowed to be put in except Ao Bing." The night before his birthday, Su Jin called out the two house-guarding monks at home and said solemnly.

"Here." The fat and thin headed lord took the order in unison, looked at each other, and noticed something abnormal together, but he was so smart that he didn't ask.
Chapter completed!