A white light and shadow, round like a snowball sweeping through the air, flew in the direction where Hei Mu and the others were standing. That movement, that momentum, only Mengqi can create it in the team of the Glory Eight, so it is not him, who else can it be?

Along the way, the black mother really wanted to kill him, not to mention that she was very frustrated because she couldn't find Sun Wukong, and she wished that someone would encourage him, even if she was angry with the golden hoop stick, she hoped to find someone to support her.

Although the estrangement with Dunshan has been eliminated, do you want the mecha people to treat him as an idol like Mengqi and speak for him at a critical moment? Hey, don't think!

The black mother jumped up and pounced straight towards the white ball, this time it was different from before, he no longer disliked Mengqi's stickiness, and took the initiative to move forward to meet it, but the result was unexpected!

"Oh mom~ knock you black old man to death!"

For some reason, in mid-air, the black mother actually passed by the white ball, hit a pile of stones with her head, and slid down with golden light in front of her......

Look at Mengqi again, after a long absence, after a long reunion with the Black Mother, didn't he rush to him with tears? This time, he also pounced, but he changed the object of the pounce, and became the Monkey King who was sharp-eyed but gave birth to cataracts, so it caused the excited black mother to be wrong and fell into the mud.

Sun Wukong heard the black mother shouting Mengqi's name, and his heart was also shocked, and he was very happy that he was about to repeat his old friend, but the joy had just been born, and the white snowball had already rolled in front of him like a lightning speed, where did he have time to say hello? A circle of white hair was wrapped around his neck, and at the same time, a big wet tongue was added to his face, and the monkey hair on his face was dripping in an instant......

"Oh my god~ Where did the goblin come from!"

For so many years locked in a big rock, completely isolated from the world, Sun Wukong has long forgotten what it feels like to have physical contact with people, and he was suddenly hugged by the hair, which can be called terrifying, and subconsciously he raised his palm to push, with so much force, he pushed the hair back into the air.

Although the golden hoop stick was punished and was not allowed to make a sound, it was necessary to maintain the master, as soon as he saw that the Monkey King was this reaction, it was natural that he would be the enemy of the attacking thing, and he swept over with "huhu" twice, and Mengqi's extreme joy was still hot, so he was inexplicably hit by a stick and shot towards the place where the black mother was lying......

"Wow~ This home run is beautiful! Brother Monkey must score a point! ”

On the head of the black mother, next to the bag that was swollen with the golden hoop stick, there was a new stone knocked out, and the bag was quite symmetrical on one side.

He was "oops, oops" and rubbed vigorously, and saw the white ball in the air flying towards him along a beautiful arc, and at the same time, the shadow of the golden hoop stick spread out like a golden rainbow, if this blow happened on the field of the International Softball League, it would definitely be recorded in history, and it will be remembered through the ages!

The flying white ball also hit the stone, bounced to the ground, and then "snorted" and unfolded, and Mengqi appeared in front of the black mother sweating profusely.

The two good partners looked at each other in surprise, the black mother was still immersed in the shocking and accurate hitting of the golden hoop stick, Mengqi reacted quickly, and before he had time to slow down, he pointed at the black mother and laughed stupidly: "Brother Hei, I haven't seen you for a while, you have pierced two pinching like Xiao Qi, and it is still a red ......"

"I told you to pull ~ I told you to die!"

In an instant, the black mother asked Mengqi to pull back to reality, remembering how the second bag on his head came from, and he grinned in pain, but he didn't forget to slap Mengqi on his hairy head a few times, and taught him that he should not forget himself when he saw Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong pushed Mengqi away, completely out of subconscious legitimate defense, when the golden hoop stick rashly attacked, he had already figured out who was coming, and he was eager to stop it, but how could he have time? The little brother he had been grateful for and missing, flew away in front of him like this, and also fell into the mud.

"Golden hoop stick, you hateful fellow, what did Lao Sun tell you just now? How can you turn around and make a mistake again?! ”

Sun Wu's air is broken, and he really wants to throw that stick back into the East China Sea, never to see it again.

The golden hoop stick cried aggrievedly, and whimpered: "King, am I not here to protect you? Why do you blame me? ”

Think about it carefully, wasn't the person who pushed Mengqi the first to push himself? If he hadn't come this time, the golden hoop stick would not have been misunderstood, so he shot. Speaking of which, the person who made the oolong is still himself, and this time, it seems that the golden hoop stick should not be blamed......

Sun Wukong sighed, raised his hand towards the golden hoop stick, and appeased it, flew to Mengqi's side, leaned over and asked, "Little brother, are you okay?" I'm sorry! ”

Mengqi was in pain, but he couldn't care about anything, and his little heart was beating so hard that he could even hear the sound. He looked left and right, and on both sides were the people he missed, so he simply stretched out his little short arms, and hugged Hei Mu and Sun Wukong at the same time.

Fortunately, he only grew a red tongue, and this time he finally didn't add any more people, and this bad problem seems to have finally changed......

This is the meeting ceremony between Mengqi and Sun Wukong, just after it ended, there were more noisy voices, a few people were talking loudly, and "dong dong dong", the movement of wood hitting the ground.

Hei Mu rubbed a bag with one hand, staggered up from the ground, and shouted happily: "Lord Zhong, General Su, as well as the old master and the seventh brother, they are all here!" Coupled with Brother Monkey, our glorious eight-person team is finally a big gathering! ”

From behind a rocky mountain, four figures appeared, except for a little guy who was bouncing in front of him, like a delicate little puppet, and the other three were tall and tangible, and they were the ones that the Black Mother was talking about.

Not only that, Su Lie also carried something similar to the barrel of a cannon on his shoulder, the cylindrical metal shell of that thing flowed with golden light, and many characters flew in the shining light like small mosquitoes, although it did not show a specific meaning, it looked very wonderful.

"Old Master!"

The black mother didn't have time to say hello to the others, so she ran to the old master first, and when she got to the front, the two looked at each other with a smile, and the black mother saw that the old man was safe and sound, and her spirit was more strong than before, and she was relieved.

Zhong Kui and Hei Mu simply said hello and greeted Sun Wukong. These two have long been related, if it weren't for Zhong Kui's righteous help and the use of the power of the underworld judge, Sun Wukong was afraid that it would be difficult to escape the clutches of the king of Cangluo, and he had been lurking under the nose of that villain for so many years, and he had also figured out a lot of the situation of his lair in the place of origin.

The judge of the underworld, his brain turns slowly, but he will not be like Mengqi to mess around, and he smiles at Sun Wukong quite with dignity, with both appreciation and relief in his eyes, and the joy of reunion after a long absence.

It's dark and dark, Sun Wukong can see Zhong Kui clearly, isn't this still the judge who tried him back then? Not to mention his face, even his dress has not changed at all, after so many years, I don't know if he has washed it, the feeling in his heart is called a deep, and he bows down.

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