"Oh no, it's terrible~ I came back too early with this original transformation, what can I do?!"

The golden hoop rod was facing the outside of the black cauldron at one end, and the other end was stuck between two gear-like parts, and it was not clear what kind of trouble he had caused to Dunshan, but he could feel it spiritually, Dunshan's movements were as smooth as flowing clouds just now, but now he was as stuck as when the candle dragon was not dead......

The best way is to quickly re-decompose, as long as you can pull yourself out of the gears, the problem is solved, but the problem with the golden hoop stick is that it is a complete set of actions to disperse into a golden needle and recombine it after the task is completed, and if you want to spread it out again after the end, you need Sun Wukong to throw the magic trick again!

Sun Wukong has a spiritual connection with his natal magic weapon, and he notices it as soon as the golden hoop stick does something bad, but he can't judge what kind of mess is going on, so he can't make a move in time.

But the second batch of candle dragons spewing yin fire have arrived, and the shield mountain can't destroy them, and the golden hoop stick is hidden in the black cauldron of the mecha people and can't come out, is it possible to expect the black mother to fight the demon beasts?

In order to prevent the candle dragon from burrowing into his body again, he adopted a tactic similar to stepping on ants, using two huge steel feet to crackle and step everywhere, stepping on those guys sizzling and screaming, and the battlefield was in a mess, and finally controlled the second wave of attacks.

"Dunshan, what's wrong with you? Why don't you use the land to rob the formation? The danger passed for a while, and the Black Mother couldn't wait to yell at the moving tower.

Dunshan was not familiar with the golden hoop stick, and he didn't know the conflict between the artifact and the black mother, so he bluntly reported: "It's not that I don't want to use it, but the golden needles of Sun Dasheng's envoy somehow became a long stick together, and the linkage device in my body was jammed, so I can't use the trick again." ”

"Hey, hey, Sun Dasheng, you have to do justice this time! You're too disobedient, aren't you? If you don't repair him, I'm sorry for this collapsed wisdom city! ”

What a black mother, so I can't pull the wisdom city in.

Sun Wukong looked around, his face full of sadness. The fierce battle scene in the Wisdom City is vividly vivid, as if it happened yesterday.

At that time, the golden hoop rod was not so naughty, not so uncontrollable. Time has passed, things are not people, and even this natal weapon, which has been born and died together, does not want to be controlled by him?

Sun Wukong pinched another trick, summoned the golden hoop stick, and squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, not wanting to say a word.

Looking at him like this, he was disheartened by a heavy blow, which was really heartbreaking......

The golden hoop stick knew that he had made a big mistake, and flew to Sun Wukong's side under the disdainful gaze of the black mother, and gently inserted it into the ground.

"You have to feel that you have cultivated to the point where you can stand alone, and it doesn't matter if you have me as the master from now on, you can go. This temple is too small to accommodate a Buddha as big as you! ”

Sun Wukong said dejectedly, and he didn't look at the golden hoop stick.

"Huh? King, I'm ......" Jin Hoop didn't expect Sun Wukong to have this attitude. He thought that as soon as he came out, he would be subjected to a storm of accusations and then punished heavily, but he didn't expect that the punishment given to him by his master was to drive him away......

"My king, my good king, my dear king, don't do this, don't do this? I know that I can't get on the table because I'm too bad for dog meat, and I will make a mess for your old man, but even if your old man really beats me with a blue nose and swollen face, and even throws me into the fire as a firewood stick, don't want me! The two of us have long been one, and we are inseparable from each other, doesn't your abandonment of me mean that you can no longer afford to look down on yourself? ”

"Huh? And what's going on? Sun Wukong and his golden hoop stick are actually equivalent to one person, and the golden hoop stick is his doppelganger? Then I can't do that to the Golden Hoop Stick! The Black Mother thought with a frown.

After fighting for a day and a night, it is finally possible to have a break now, Dunshan cherishes this hard-won peace, but he also heard the conversation between the golden hoop stick and Sun Wukong, and suddenly there was no peace in his heart.

Turning his head and seeing the inexplicable complex expression of the Black Mother, Dunshan took a deeper understanding of what was going on, and sighed that the Black Mother's cheap mouth was really unpleasant, and he had just met Sun Wukong and was on the bar with someone else's golden hoop stick!

The mecha man walked up to Sun Wukong's side and said with a deep salute: "The Monkey King is on top, please accept the juniors!" ”

"Huh?" Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look at his thin and old monkey body, and then looked at the tall and mighty shield mountain, very ashamed of himself. He waved his hand and said: "Hey, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, my grandson, the front waves have already been shot to death on the beach by you young juniors, how dare you call yourself a senior?" This righteous man is going to come to torment his grandson! ”

That being said, Sun Wukong has never served old age, otherwise when he met Mengqi a hundred years ago, he would not have forcefully asked the hairy rabbit to call him "Brother Monkey".

Dunshan's eyes were bright and his heart was clear, and the old man's mental activities had long been told him to see it, and he couldn't help but smile slightly.

He said: "The younger generation of Dunshan belongs to the masterpiece of Master Lu Ban's skillful hands, and I dare not boast of being high in the name of the master." And the predecessors of Monkey King are as famous as Master Lu Ban, and everyone in the world admires you, and it is natural to regard you as a senior, and I hope that the seniors will not shirk it, so as not to embarrass the younger generations. ”

"Mom, what a good child this is, even if the words are said upside down, it makes people feel comfortable!" Sun Wukong's frozen face finally eased and was no longer so sad.

Dunshan struck while the iron was hot, and raised the golden hoop stick to break the deadlock, he said: "The younger generation has been fighting alone for a long time, if it weren't for the artifact of the seniors to save them, I am afraid that they would have been defeated now." Presumably, after this battle, this artifact will be credited again, and the juniors will congratulate the seniors first! ”

Hei Mu knew that Dunshan had always had an idea, so she didn't interrupt him, but when she heard this, her unconvincing momentum came up again, and she jumped over and was about to dismantle the stage.

Seeing this, Dunshan slammed the color at the black mother, and the green light almost blinded the black mother's eyes, how could he still open his mouth under such coercion?

Dunshan hurriedly continued, so as not to be bad by the black mother, and finally raised his tone to say: "Please also ask the old-timers to laugh!" ”

Not to mention that the black mother gag, Sun Wukong wants to blame the golden hoop stick again, and he doesn't know where to blame, he only sighs that he is a mecha man, and his keen mind really doesn't match the huge and bulky appearance!

"Hehe~" Sun Wukong laughed dryly and said: "Brother Dunshan is so humble, if the old Sun I still have something to say, it will be hypocritical, so we don't need to be polite." Even Mengqi called me Brother Monkey, please call me that too, Lao Sun is grateful! ”

With that, he bowed deeply to the mecha man and the black mother.