On the other side, Sun Wukong flew back to Huaguo Mountain, it was already late at night, and he fell from the sky and flew straight into the water curtain cave to lie on a hanging vine, stunned.

Bai Jingjing flew out of the newly opened side hole next to him, landed next to Sun Wukong and sat on the vine, reached out and touched Sun Wukong's head, and lifted it up and put it on his lap.

Bai Jingjing looked at the lonely Sun Wukong, and said distressedly: "Wukong, what's wrong with you?"

Sun Wukong's eyes widened, he looked at the top of the cave house blankly, and said, "Jingjing, the little monk is dead." ”

Bai Jingjing rubbed Sun Wukong's head and said, "Tang Sanzang?"

Sun Wukong hummed and said: "When he rescued me from the mountain, my old grandson protected him all the way west to learn the scriptures, he was cowardly, greedy for money and afraid of death, and he didn't distinguish between right and wrong, and was too stupid."

I always thought I hated him, and I hid away after learning the scriptures, but now that he is dead, I have an empty piece in my heart, and I often think back to the bits and pieces of the past, and I will think of the little monk who is greedy for money. ”

Bai Jingjing said softly: "You also said before, Tang Sanzang is fused with the golden cicada, not necessarily dead, maybe a new life." ”

Sun Wukong closed his eyes and said in a low voice: "He is really dead, he shot at the king of his daughter country yesterday and injured him." I hit Lingshan today and fought with him, Tang Sanzang is really dead, and now Lingshan is a golden cicada. ”

Bai Jingjing sighed and said: "Wukong~ You don't have to be too sad, everyone has their own fate, Tang Sanzang's lifelong wish is to take the Sanzang Sutra and send it back to the Tang Pudu sentient beings." Now that the wish has been fulfilled, even if it is death, it should be without complaint. ”

Sun Wukong opened his mouth and continued: "Senior brother is also dead!"

Bai Jingjing said suspiciously: "Who? Zhu Bajie or Sha Wujing?"

Sun Wukong said sadly: "It's Zhang Mingxuan!"

Bai Jingjing exclaimed, "This is impossible!"

Sun Wukong said sadly: "It's true, I saw his tomb on the Hanging Island with my own eyes, although it is a little simpler, but there is indeed a residual breath of him in it." ”

Bai Jingjing shook her head again and again and said with a forced smile: "Wukong, you are really joking!"

Sun Wukong looked at Bai Jingjing's eyes and said seriously: "What I said is true, and now the mobile phone has become stuck, which means that the mobile phone has no owner, all of which shows that Zhang Mingxuan is really dead." ”

Bai Jingjing looked at Sun Wukong's serious appearance, her smile gradually disappeared, and she covered her mouth in shock!

Sun Wukong gritted his teeth and said: "Although Zhang Mingxuan deceived me, he did help me a lot before, I will definitely find out the murderer and avenge him." ”

Bai Jingjing said worriedly: "Wukong, the person who can kill the Joyful Divine Monarch must not be an ordinary person!"

Sun Wukong said with relief: "Don't worry! My old grandson is now strong enough to crisscross the wilderness, and there are few opponents." Even if you can't beat it, you can escape, and there will always be a day when you can take revenge. ”

Bai Jingjing said sadly: "How could such a good person as the Joyful Divine Monarch suddenly fall? Alas~"

Sun Wukong turned his head to look at the west, with a fierce light in his eyes, and he killed the killer as soon as the scriptures were over, who else could there be besides Buddhism~

Bai Jingjing took out her mobile phone, the screen glowed slightly in the night, and typed: "Today, I suddenly heard bad news, a famous family, a film and television artist, a philanthropist, and the founder of the mobile phone, Xiaoyao Shenjun fell in Tianmen Mountain, and the murderer is unknown, I don't know who is so ruthless to attack the great Xiaoyao Shenjun today? I, Bai Jingjing, am deeply favored by Shenjun, and will go all out with my husband to track down the murderer to comfort the true soul of Shenjun." "Post it out.

After Bai Jingjing filmed Zhang Mingxuan's "Ghost Knight", she now has a lot of fans and has a lot of popularity on the Internet.

Mortals have already fallen asleep, but the monk is still active on the Internet, and Bai Jingjing's news was instantly discovered by people who are active on the Internet, and forwarded it, spreading ten to hundreds, spreading throughout the entire network at a rapid speed.

"Shocked~ The Joyful Divine Monarch is dead. ”

"Shocked, a thief assassinated the Divine Monarch. ”

"There is a picture and a truth, the Joyful Divine Monarch was killed by thunder and lightning. Addendum: A pitch-black image of Zhang Mingxuan. ”

"Guess, Xiaoyao Shenjun died at the hands of Buddhism, Xiaoyao Shenjun has insulted Buddhism several times in his previous works, Buddhism is now in power and will inevitably retaliate back, you can't be too high-profile!"

"The matter of the lottery between the Joyful Divine Monarch and the Daomen was unevenly divided, and they were beaten to death with a stick. ”

......

The more the speculation became, the more unreliable it became, and the next morning, when the mortal turned on his mobile phone, he was immediately stunned by the news that the Internet was full: the Joyful Divine Monarch died, was hacked to death by thunder and lightning, was beaten to death by a random stick, and the Buddhism crossed the Joyful Divine Monarch and failed to do so, and the evil raised the butcher's knife to the gallant side?......

The people looked at it for a while, and suddenly realized that there was a thing, no matter what the reason was, but the Xiaoyao Shenjun seemed to be really dead, and their hearts were suddenly full of worry, can the mobile phone continue to be maintained if the Xiaoyao Shenjun is dead?

On Tianmen Mountain in the early morning, Li Qingya's mobile phone kept ringing, and Li Qingya had to explain one by one.

"Mother, Mingxuan is fine, he is really fine, this is a retreat. ”

"Yuchen, don't worry! I'm sure I won't lie to you, he's really fine, he's just in retreat. ”

"Your Majesty, Mingxuan is in retreat so he didn't answer your phone, he's really fine. ”

"Confucius......

"Zhenyuan Daisen ......"

"Styx Master ......"

......

Li Qingya patiently explained one by one, Qi Lingyun and others also sent out a message to clarify the rumors, Xiaoyao Shenjun is fine, and now he is in retreat and enlightenment, do you want Xiaoyao Shenjun to be on the video?

Countless mobile phone users in the wilderness are even more convinced, Xiaoyao Shenjun is really dead, because at this point, Xiaoyao Shenjun has not yet appeared to refute the rumors, and it can be seen that Xiaoyao Shenjun is in retreat, who believes it!

The more Qi Lingyun and the others explained, the more they seemed to be weak-hearted, and in the absence of Zhang Mingxuan, the rumors had become true, and all explanations were pale and weak.

On the Hanging Island, Li Qingya sat in a chair, looked at Yaya angrily, and said, "Do you know how much trouble you have caused?"

Yaya stood timidly in front of Li Qingya, pointed at each other with the index fingers of her left hand and right hand, lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Li Qingya, and whispered: "Mother, I know it's wrong." ”

Li Qingya looked at Yaya's timid appearance, and her heart was also soft.

Yaya glanced at Li Qingya carefully, put her hand behind her back, and with a flash of light in her hand, she took out a plate of fragrant golden cicada meat, and whispered: "Mother, this is the golden cicada meat I left for you, it's very fragrant! Don't be angry, okay?"