"Hey, don't you take Lao Sun seriously."

The two were chattering crookedly there, and this Sun Dasheng was very angry.

Of course, the Great Sage was angry, and suddenly the color of the heavens and the earth changed, and the wind was raging.

Feng Guimo's eyeballs bulged out and hung on Jiang Fan's body, screaming in fright.

"Can you stop screaming?"

Jiang Fan's brows jumped wildly, with this kind of pig teammate, he is a god, I'm afraid there is no way to go against the sky.

"That's Sun Wukong, Sun ......"

"Uncle Sun, if you run around the set again, just get out, this is the big chess saint."

Jiang Fan's neck was about to be broken by Feng Guimo, and he couldn't help but be furious.

"Ahh Roar ......"

In this case, the two of them still had the heart to say that these were useless, Sun Wukong suddenly became angry, and a violent air flow erupted from his mouth, and the two of them suddenly seemed to be driving clouds, and they didn't know how many thousands of miles they flew out.

"Ah......h

Jiang Fan and Feng Guimo were circling and tumbling in the airflow, only to feel that this violent airflow was about to tear them apart, Sun Dasheng, it was really not covered.

"Monkey King, Monkey ......"

Feng Guimo is already in a state of drifting soul, and if he continues like this, he may soon be gone.

"You calm me down, even if it's the real Monkey King, it's not invincible, for example, if the Buddha can clean him up."

Jiang Fan hated that iron could not become steel, so he directly grabbed Feng Guimo's neckline and shook him violently.

"If the Buddha comes to the Buddha, he can't beat Sun Wukong."

Feng Guimo's eyes were blank, and he had an expression of giving up treatment.

"Your uncle, this is an illusion, an illusion!"

Jiang Fan has been defeated by Feng Guimo, and he is not really Sun Dasheng, he is afraid of hair.

"yes, it's an illusion, what am I afraid of?"

Feng Guimo woke up suddenly, and then slapped Jiang Fan's hand away and straightened out his clothes, as if the scene was just Jiang Fan's hallucination.

"Haha...... I can't imagine that I will be able to see Sun Dasheng in my lifetime, look, wait for my uncle and I to incarnate as a Buddha, beat Sun Wukong violently, and crush him under my evil Five Finger Mountain. ”

"Evil ...... ...... under the Five Fingers Mountain"

Jiang Fan's face is full of cows, and there are many of them every day for the lack of hairy stupidity, especially today.

"Who wants to beat Sun Wukong!"

If you are really afraid of anything, as soon as Feng Guimo's voice fell, Sun Wukong's figure appeared in front of the two.

"Monkey King is here!"

Jiang Fan was shocked in his heart, because the incident happened too suddenly, he really didn't see the dignity of this Sun Dasheng clearly, and now Jiang Fan didn't want to see it, this guy appeared in front of him, there was no way, Jiang Fan had to take a look by the way.

However, it was okay not to look at it, and when I glanced at it, I suddenly stayed in place and opened my mouth wide.

It turns out that this Sun Dasheng is too different from the Monkey King on TV.

is not only bald, but also has a majestic and sexy line curve that does not match his identity, which is simply out of harmony to the extreme.

"You're the Monkey King?"

Jiang Fan's jaw almost fell to the ground, and Sun Wukong at least has a beautiful word, so it's not bad to think about his appearance, but does this guy in front of him have a sense of beauty at all?

"What are you doing with the Sprinkle family?"

Sun Wukong made a muscle-straining movement, Jiang Fan rolled his eyes, and almost fainted.

It's fake, which is a bit too fake.

Who knows, Feng Guimo looked at Sun Wukong's strong muscles, opened his mouth wide, and his saliva flowed for a long time.

"Sure enough, it's the Monkey King, it's the Monkey King, too... Too... It's ......"

"I'm Nima, Lao Tzu can see that this guy Feng Guimo is in the same group as Xiong Er."

Jiang Fan's face couldn't be darker, and he silently distanced himself from Feng Guimo, teaming up with this guy was simply the most wrong decision he had made in his life.

"Wowhaha, my grandson is so handsome and extraordinary."

Feng Guimo's adoring look, of course Sun Wukong was proud.

"Sun Dasheng, your old man should show up quickly, these two guys are about to ruin your name."

Jiang Fan covered his face, he really couldn't bear to look at it again.

In this desperate situation, even Jiang Fan couldn't help but give up.

Unexpectedly, Feng Guimo's brain didn't know how to grow, and suddenly a sentence came out, "It is only by defeating this kind of powerful Sun Dasheng that there is a sense of accomplishment." ”

"Sense of power, your sister...... Dwarf oil? Wrong! ”

Jiang Fan was stunned, Feng Guimo is singing what kind of play.

Not to mention that Jiang Fan couldn't understand it, even Sun Dasheng next to him was sluggish.

Didn't this guy still admire him very much, why did he suddenly change his taste?

However, at this moment, the state of Feng Gui Desert was completely different from Fang Cai, and his whole body became illusory and thorough, and some unknown cyclone swirled around him.

Sun Wukong is like a great enemy, there is already an extra stick in his hand, and his eyes are full of golden light.

"Put your sister's golden light, a fake ...... I rubbed ......"

Seeing the golden light emitted by Sun Wukong's eyes, Jiang Fan couldn't help but complain again, but before he finished speaking, Sun Wukong on the opposite side suddenly made a move.

Heaven and earth seemed to be condensed into one point at this moment, and that point was the tip of Sun Wukong's stick, stabbing straight towards Fenggui Desert.

"I'm going to go against the sky......"

Feng Guimo's eyes were boiling with war intent, he just wanted to fight with Sun Wukong, regardless of life or death.

"Lao Tzu believes in your evil, and you are a hairy man......"

Seeing Feng Guimo's stupid appearance, Jiang Fan couldn't help it, and dragged Feng Guimo over.

Although this Monkey King looks quite fake, but that stick is quite real, if that thing is really stabbed in the body, I am afraid that it will not die, and it will end up crippled.

Now Jiang Fan is following the trend and returning to the desert, but it is a rhythm of both glory and loss.

If Feng Gui Mo hangs up, he will not be much better, there is no way, he can only resist the stick wind and save Feng Gui Mo alive.

"Leave me alone, let me fight with him to the death."

For Jiang Fan to save him, Feng Guimo was not only thankful, but very dissatisfied.

"You're my uncle, you don't want to think about what the situation is now.

In order to maintain his advantage, Brother Mo fainted in the end, are you worthy of him by doing this? ”

Jiang Fan resisted the urge to beat up this terrible thing and explained.

"Seems right!"

Feng Guimo finally sobered up a little, remembering that they were playing against Xiong Er, if they lost...... No one knows what the outcome will be.

"Good boy, I was able to dodge my grandson's stick, and there were really two hits."

Looking at the two of them safe and sound, Sun Wukong showed a good look and was very appreciative.

"Second Uncle Xiong, can you not use Sun Wukong to make jokes, it's not funny at all."

Jiang Fan was about to cry, this Xiong Er was simply too 2.

However, Xiong Er seemed to understand what Jiang Fan meant, and made a sudden realization, and then laughed wildly: "Okay, uncle, I still have 72 changes, look at my changes." ”

I only heard a bang, and after a burst of smoke, Sun Wukong disappeared.

"Hey, isn't it a 72-like change, why is it gone?"

Feng Guimo was dumbfounded for a while, could it be that the so-called 72-like changes are ...... Gone?

But just when this thought rose in the hearts of both of them, Feng Guimo's ears suddenly heard a subtle buzzing sound.

"There are mosquitoes!"

Feng Guimo suddenly burst out with a trace of coldness in his eyes, and then the two palms closed together and snapped......

Between the palms there was a flattened bald mosquito.

"It's a bald mosquito for Mao!"

Jiang Fan's eyes were almost on the ground, is he crazy, even mosquitoes are bald in this era, it's terrible.

But at this time, the bald mosquito let out a shocking roar, "Dare to shoot my grandson, I can be sure that you have indeed angered my grandson." ”

Then I heard a slippery sound, and the bald mosquito turned into a breeze and floated out of the desert, and then a huge shadow appeared between heaven and earth......