"What, you said my big brother was defeated?"

Zhu Bajie listened to it but didn't believe it, and laughed at Sha Seng and said: "Old Sha, this goblin said that our senior brother was defeated, do you believe it?"

"Don't believe it!"

Sha Seng sneered, looking proud and confident.

"That's it, youkai, you still don't know how powerful my senior brother is, right?"

Zhu Bajie smiled: "Tell you these stupid monsters, our senior brother is the Monkey King who made trouble in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago, and the 100,000 heavenly soldiers were ...... back then."

"Bajie, don't say it, Wukong was really defeated by the demon above. ”

At this time, Tang Seng finally no longer raised his head at a forty-five degree angle, but shook his head gloomily and said: "He was knocked down from the sky by that devil, and he fell into the mountain, and I don't know what happened to him, this time he ...... Can't save us. ”

After that, he let out a deep sigh, and after glancing at the head of the main hall, he stopped talking.

"Master, are you telling the truth?"

Tang Seng's words made Zhu Bajie, who was originally full of confidence, not calm down in an instant, and even Sha Seng was a little panicked.

"What we see with our own eyes, will there be fakes?"

Wuxiang also looked at Mu Changsheng above, looked at Mu Changsheng's eyes under the mask, and said heavily: "Wukong is not his opponent, I hope he will behave himself now." ”

"How so?"

Zhu Bajie was also stunned for a moment, and muttered in distraction: "Even such a powerful monkey has lost, so what should we do, who will save us, I can't die yet......"

"Hey, Bone Spirit, just ...... What happened?"

The yellow-robed monster was also taken aback, beckoned the white bone spirit over, looked at the pastor and whispered, "That monkey ......"

"What's the matter, if the two monks just now don't believe it, forget it, why don't you ...... the king of the yellow robe?"

The white bone spirit was a little helpless, and said: "Okay, the monkey was defeated by the adults and fell from the sky, I just don't know if he died, now do you understand?"

"That monkey was actually defeated......

Hearing this news, the yellow-robed monster was also a little distracted, shook his head and said: "You don't understand, if you haven't seen that monkey five hundred years ago, you are not qualified to evaluate his strength and weakness......"

However, in his mind, five hundred years ago, a monkey wearing golden armor held a golden hoop stick and single-handedly entered the heavenly realm and made havoc in the heavenly palace.

"I really don't understand you men. ”

The white bone spirit snorted, then looked at Tang Seng with bright eyes, and said to Mu Changsheng: "My lord, when will you eat Tang Seng meat?"

While!

Mu Changsheng shot out a cold light casually, and with a bang, it was deeply inserted into the stake on Tang Seng's head, but it was a dagger with cold light.

The corners of Mu Changsheng's mouth lifted: "Now you can ...... from him Pick your piece of meat. ”

In the original Journey to the West, Tang Seng was captured by monsters so many times, but after that guy was caught, he either grinded and grinded, or Sun Wukong was stirring up on the side, anyway, in the end, Tang Seng arrived at Lingshan unscathed.

It's really embarrassing to give them monsters, even if you can't make it delicious, but you won't eat it raw, you have to be poor and exquisite, and in the end, you will be beaten with chickens and eggs, and you will take your own life.

As for this time, Mu Changsheng didn't plan to take Xiao Tang's life, after all, if he didn't want the old guys behind the Buddhism to jump, this journey to the west had to go on.

But since Xiao Tang fell into his hands this time, then he has to put some blood to make him remember it for a long time, otherwise what is the difference between himself and the straw bales that steal chickens and rice in the future?

"Thank you, sir. ”

The white bone spirit was overjoyed and hugged his fists to thank him, and after thanking him, he came to Tang Seng and stretched out his hand to pull out the knife on Tang Seng's head.

"Elder Tang, thank you for your support just now, it's just that the little demon wants to live forever, and if he gets a positive result, he has to borrow a piece of meat from you!"

The white bone spirit smiled and groaned: "I heard that there was a Buddha who cut meat to feed the eagle back then, and Elder Tang had a compassionate heart, so today the elder must also be willing to fulfill the wish of the little demon, right?"

After that, he made a gesture on Tang Seng, whose eyes were frightened and his lips trembled.

"Haha, sir, look ......"

The yellow-robed monster pointed at the white bone spirit on the side of the throne and said with a smile: "I didn't expect this white bone spirit to be quite good at playing." ”

"Hmm!"

The pastor nodded with a faint smile on his face.

He wants to see if Xiao Tang will be overflowing with compassion at every turn in the future, and he will not listen to the advice of others to save the banshee, and if he does it again, he doesn't mind appearing on the journey to the west again.

"Monster, don't hurt our master, otherwise you won't die well......"

Sha Seng and Zhu Bajie saw each other and scolded.

"Shut up, if you two have such a stinky mouth......"

Mu Changsheng pinched the sword finger in his hand and sent out two golden rays of light to seal the mana of the two of them, and then pointed to the cauldron in front of him that had already boiled the water, and sneered: "I will ask you two to go inside and wash your stinky mouths......

“......”

Looking at the steaming hot water in the pot and the boiling water that kept boiling, Zhu Bajie was very single, and he directly closed his mouth and buried his head - no squeak.

I have to say that Mu Changsheng's hand is damaged enough, and now he is sealed with mana, if he doesn't have mana to protect his body, it will be directly 'boiling water scalding pigs', only dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water, but the problem is - he is a live pig!

The shepherd looked at Lao Sha with a smile, and saw that the sand monk gritted his teeth and glared at him angrily, looking like he was eager to eat him raw.

And then...... Very arrogantly, he raised his head upward, followed the appearance of Xiao Tang just now, and looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle.

“......”

Mu Changsheng and the yellow-robed monster looked at each other, and Tang Seng was completely dead.

Seriously, he thought that this apprentice had a lot of backbone, so he was going to praise him after getting out of trouble, how do you know......

"White bone spirit, what are you still doing in a daze, don't rub it when you choose. ”

Mu Changsheng snorted at the white bone spirit who was still gesturing the dagger in front of Xiao Tang's eyes, constantly challenging Xiao Tang's psychological defense.

Although he also hoped to scare him again and give Xiao Tang an unforgettable lesson, but time was tight, and Guanyin was estimated to be not far away if he delayed any longer.

"Yes!"

The white bones were carefully struck, and his eyes fell on Tang Seng's chest, and a dagger was inserted in Tang Seng's trembling eyelids.

"Gah!"

But when the dagger was still three feet away from him, Tang Seng looked at the dagger that was shigging brightly, suddenly rolled his eyes, and his head hung down weakly.

“......”

The white bone spirit was stunned on the spot, stretched out his hand and looked at it, and said to Mu Changsheng with a strange expression: "My lord, this monk ...... I'm scared, what should I do?"

"Huh, that's scared?"

The yellow-robed monster said disdainfully: "This monk is so timid, and his concentration is no more than that." ”

"Why don't you try it on you?"

Mu Changsheng turned his head and snorted, his words frightened the yellow-robed monster into silence.

"Hmph, you are an immortal demon and still know that you are afraid of this seat, and he is a monk who is afraid of monsters, after all...... He's just a mortal either. ”

The pastor Changsheng taught a lesson, and said to the white bone spirit: "It's okay if you don't do it, unless you don't want your piece of Tang monk meat." ”

Hearing this, Bai Gujing's eyes instantly became cold, and without hesitation, he raised his dagger and stabbed Tang Seng in the chest.

"Roll ......"

But just when the dagger was about to fall on Tang Seng, the change was abrupt, and it was too late to say that it was fast, and suddenly Tang Seng's eyebrows glowed, and a little finger-sized Buddha light burst out.

After the Buddha light flew out, it rose in the wind, instantly becoming the size of a fist, and hit the forehead of the white bone spirit with a bang.

"Ah......h

The white bone spirit's terrible screams resounded throughout the cave, and her face showed a painful expression, and under the light of the Buddha light on her forehead, you could clearly see that her head began to alternate between people and skeletons.

"Your Excellency...... Help me......"

The white bone spirit turned his head to look at Mu Changsheng, and stretched out his hand to Mu Changsheng with all his might.

"Click!"

But the next moment, a crisp bone cracking sound sounded, and then her entire head exploded with a "boom" and turned into fluttering dust.

All of this is a long story, from the appearance of that golden light to the killing of the white bone spirit, all of this happened in a short period of time, and ordinary people couldn't react at all.

Rumble!

After the golden light killed the white bone spirit in an instant, it flew all the way to the unconscious Tang Seng, turning into a white-clothed monk who radiated Buddha light and looked exactly like Tang Seng.

The only difference is that this monk is younger and more handsome.

The white-clothed monk's movements were very fast and accurate, as if he had been carefully calculated, and after passing over, he raised his hand to turn his palm into a knife, cutting the rope on Tang Seng's body, and then when everyone did not react, he was about to fly away with Tang Seng.

But when he was about to fly out of the cave, he stopped, or he had to stop.

Because a figure wearing a mask and a white robe was already waiting on the way out.

"You ......"

"Shh

As soon as the white-clothed monk was about to speak, Mu Changsheng raised his hand and made a silent gesture to interrupt him.

"Don't speak, let me guess. ”

Mu Changsheng said to a monk, and said in a deep voice: "Well, if this seat is not mistaken, you should be the original god of this Tang monk in the previous life, the golden cicada, right?"

"Your Excellency!"

At this time, the yellow-robed monster also came to him with a big knife in his hand, blocking the way between Jin Chanzi and Tang Seng, and staring at Tang Seng and Jin Chanzi viciously.

Joke, since you have already attacked Tang Seng, you should not do it endlessly, one road to the darkest, how can you let the duck in your hand fly like this?

"Qiankun Holy Lord!"

Mu Changsheng's words made Jin Cicada's expression solemn.

From suddenly appearing, to killing the white bone spirit with one blow, to rescuing Tang Seng when everyone didn't react, he secretly waited patiently for so long just for this opportunity.

And his actions are actually absolutely perfect, if......

In the end, there was no sign of the shepherd's blockage.

He knew that Mu Changsheng was very strong, even stronger than him, so he was taking a risk this time!

Gambling that Mu Changsheng didn't react so quickly, betting that he could rescue Tang Seng, but it was a pity that he ...... The bet was lost.

"Jin Cicada, as soon as you come out, you will kill the people of this seat......"

Mu Changsheng turned his eyes and looked up at the golden cicada: "Isn't it a bit ...... to take away his prey without going through the master?" Impolite?"