Myth: The Emperor of Heaven is not at work today

Chapter 695 Extra: Rama's Journey to the West: Who is the most beautiful in this world? Naraja carrying his wife!

hiss!
A series of gasps rang out.

Rama smiled slightly.

At that moment, the beauty was breathtaking. Everyone present, whether soldiers, civilians, the elderly, or children, widened their eyes. The spears in the soldiers' hands fell to the ground, the vegetable vendors dropped their baskets, the elderly forgot to use their canes, and the children stood there dumbfounded.

Everything fell silent.

"This is my daughter, and no one is more beautiful than her!"

"Only the greatest hero in the world is worthy to marry her. Who else but my daughter could be queen!"

Hanuman, head held high and chest puffed out, introduced himself.

"!!!"

All around was quiet, everyone was still immersed in the beautiful moment that had just passed.

The carriage curtain fell, and silence returned to the surroundings.

Hanuman pulled his chariot, walking proudly down the middle of the road, followed by countless people. His great Lord had conquered everyone with just a glimpse of His beauty; this was a victory for His Lord!

He swaggered in, pulling his cart, through the city gates, across the streets, and finally into Dharaka's palace, without any hindrance.

Hanuman was then happily invited to have a drink.

Rama, dressed in exquisite women's clothing, entered the harem and was immediately taken to the palace.

Inside the palace, red gauze scarves hung down, and rows of lanterns were lit, bright and dazzling, like the sunset scattered on the horizon, as if they had been preparing for the wedding well in advance.

Along with the excited footsteps, a loud laugh suddenly rang out.

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha!"

"I've long heard that a beauty has come here, one that no one can compare to. Today I've come to see for myself."

A rough voice rang out.

Rama raised his head slightly and saw a Naraksha with a majestic and robust figure and thick hair and beard.

Naraja finally saw Rama.

His eyes widened, and he froze on the spot, his eyeballs almost popping out.

"You were absolutely right, she's absolutely gorgeous. Who in this world can compare to her beauty!"

Naraja's breathing suddenly became heavy.

He rubbed his hands together, already impatient. Such a beautiful woman, he couldn't wait to pounce on her.

Thinking this, he did just that, and pounced on it.

Swish! ! !
Rama was agile and easily rose to his feet, dodging Naraja's attack and circling behind him.

"Why is my husband in such a hurry!"

Rama said in a low voice.

Naroka was slightly taken aback.

"My beloved, why is your voice so rough?"

"These past two days, I've been riding in a horse-drawn carriage, and the smoke and dust have choked my throat."

"Oh dear! That's heartbreaking. Let's rest quickly."

Naraja then reached out and grabbed Rama's hand, leading him toward the bed.

Rama flashed.

"The wedding ceremony isn't even over yet, and we haven't received any blessings!"

Rama's Path.

Naraja pounded his chest, saying with heartache, "Yes, yes, I was a little anxious. Let's do it now, let's start the ceremony now!"

The most important part of the wedding ceremony is when the couple intertwines their clothes and circles the fire seven times.

This represents their eternal union.

Naraja was impatient and hurriedly tied the corners of their clothes together, then tried to grab Rama's hand.

Swish!
But then Rama pulled his hand away again, dodging Naraka.

what? !

Naraja's expression darkened.

"My beloved, what do you mean by this?"

Naraja said unhappily.

Rama chuckled and said, "I twisted my ankle, carry me on your back!" Naraja was overjoyed.

He had long wanted to get closer to his new wife, and this was a perfect opportunity!

"Come on, come on!"

Naraja bent down and squatted on the ground.

Rama smiled slightly, lay down on Naraka's back, and pressed him down beneath him.

"My beauty, you're so gentle!"

Naraja stood up on his back and teased him.

Upon hearing this, Rama smiled slightly.

light?
I'll let you try something stronger later!
"Then hurry up and walk! You have to finish all seven laps!"

Rama's Path.

Naraja strode forward, full of enthusiasm, and even jogged.

Seeing this, Rama chanted a spell in his heart, and an invisible arrow flew into the sky. In an instant, the arrow pierced through the sky and reflected in the starry sky. As if summoning, countless stars turned into eyes, watching the arrow, responding at this moment, shining brightly, and descending.

The next moment, Naraja suddenly felt a weight on his back.

He suddenly leaned forward, his hands reaching out to touch the ground, but at the last moment, he straightened his back and his hands trembled as he withdrew them without touching the ground.

hiss! ! !
Naroka took a deep breath.

He gritted his teeth and slowly straightened his bent back. How could he kneel before the most beautiful thing in the world?

"My beloved!"

"How...how can you be so heavy!"

Naraja gritted his teeth and said.

He never expected that this beauty would be so heavy.

"I've always been very light, how could you say that about me!"

Rama said.

Upon hearing this, Naraja shook his head and looked down at the ground beneath his feet in confusion.

His mother is the goddess of the earth, possessing the earth's support and gravity, and is incredibly hard. Now, this power has suddenly appeared on his back. Is his mother preparing to punish him?
That shouldn't be the case, right?
He took long, laborious steps and began to walk around the fire, even though it was only a short distance.

Naraja felt like a dung beetle pushing a ball of dung up a staircase, unable to get up at all!
"too slow!"

Rama politely rolled up his sleeves and punched Naraka twice in the back.

Boom!Boom!
Two dull hammer blows rang out.

Naroka let out a soft cry, his face turning slightly pale. He felt a sweet taste in his throat, as if he were about to vomit blood.

wrong!

There must be something wrong!

"I can do it! I definitely can!"

By the time they had circled the fourth time, Naraja's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his legs were trembling.

"Who exactly is stopping me?"

Naraja had already realized the problem; his mother doted on him so much that she would never treat him like this.

Who is it?

"You seem to have no strength left!"

Rama said in a soft voice.

"No, it's just that today is not a good day. It must be some god who covets your beauty and dares not confront me directly, so he ambushes me in the shadows!"

Naraja Path.

"God?"

"Who is your identity that even the gods dare not confront you directly?"

Rama asked curiously.

Upon hearing this, Naroga proudly patted his chest and said smugly.

“I have been to the heavens and accompanied the gods, and I have also been to the earth and accompanied the Asura King. My power has shaken the three realms, and many Asuras have submitted to me. The Infinite Mother Atiti gave me an earring, which brought me peace of mind. The Earth Mother is my mother, please grant me blessings and protect me throughout my life.”

"Hmph, even the throne of the Heavenly Emperor is within our grasp!"

(End of this chapter)