If a person wants to hide the hatred in his heart against another person, it is not easy.

Because no matter how successful the hidden is, the other party can always be inexplicable, or it can be said that there is no reason, and they feel the hatred that is deliberately hidden.

If you don't care about this sudden feeling, then this hatred can continue to be hidden, otherwise, it will definitely not be hidden.

In the same way, if a person wants to hide, his or her concern for another person is also a very difficult thing to do.

If you don't even feel the care of others, then it's really miserable.

"Are you sure this is the clothes worn by slaves?" Wukong asked, looking at the luxurious leather robes held by the maids, and he asked with extreme suspicion.

“##*...... &*））（）&）#%......。 The maids looked at him with serious expressions and spoke a bunch of fierce slave words that Wukong didn't understand.

However, even if Wukong couldn't understand those words, he would never wear the leather robe that the other party brought, because even a lame person could see at a glance how luxurious that leather robe was.

Wukong's current identity is a slave, and he is also a slave who is hated by Zhen Sushan, if he wears this leather robe to see Pang Ban, then how can the other party not see it, there is a problem in this?

However, no matter how Wukong explained and refused, he was finally stripped naked by those tall and sexy beautiful white maids when his limbs were seriously injured.

Goku didn't dare to recover from his injuries, because if he did, he would reveal more flaws.

Therefore, he had no choice but to cry and mourn the little chubby face, and let those white maids continue to rub oil happily on his body.

Eventually, after being cleaned, dressed in the sumptuous silver tiger skin robe, and carried by four sturdy white warriors, Wukong entered the golden tent of the evil khan like a son of the fierce slave royal family.

As soon as he entered the Golden Horde, Wukong felt hundreds of fierce gazes, all gathered on his body, and in just an instant, he directly became the second protagonist in this giant Golden Horde.

Now that they have come to this point, Wukong has no choice but to come and be safe.

Leaning lazily on the chair, and after a flat glance at the patriarchs of the Fierce Slave Empire and all the high-ranking officials and nobles, Wukong put his eyes on the high platform, the majestic figure that looked down on the world.

This man was at least two and a half meters tall, wearing a purple and red rusty gold suit, a silver cloak that reached the ground, and a girdle three inches wide around his waist, and the exposed section was adorned with crystal clear gemstones.

He looked at everyone in the audience with his back hand, and his appearance was so handsome, it was as if he was a demon lord descending to earth and covering his life.

Looking at this person's eyes, Wukong seemed to see countless stormy seas intertwined with thunder, so bright and dazzling, so passionate, and so dangerous.

For the first time, Wukong was extremely jealous of a stranger who had a plain taste, and after he looked at the man for a while, he quickly twisted his face to the side.

With this posture alone, of course, it is clear who this person's identity is.

The evil Khan who can constantly brush the sense of existence beside him, and the gods and demons who are like a passer-by, must be the one who has been in the world for nearly a hundred years, and has overwhelmed the entire Dasui rivers and lakes, and is almost breathless - the magician Pang Ban!

Can't hide it, definitely can't hide it, when Wukong saw Pang Ban for the first time, he knew that his whole plan should be completely finished.

Therefore, after pondering for a while, he smiled and said to Pang Ban, "If I succeed in losing weight, I will grow a little taller...... , must be more handsome than you. After saying that, he bit off his tongue, clenched his fist directly, and spit it out at Pang Ban's feet.

Then, under the shocked gaze of everyone, he struggled to put a middle finger on Pang Ban, and then fainted directly on the soft collapse.

Anyway, I can't hide it, instead of waiting for the fierce slave to keep torturing me and forcing myself to tell more secrets, it's better to have a long pain than a short pain, and just bite my tongue and kill myself.

Even if Pomban rescued himself, for a person who couldn't speak, and would definitely dare to cut off his arms, what else could he ask, other secrets?

When Wukong woke up again, he saw Zhen Sushan at first sight, crying as if he was a little cat.

Seeing her like this, Wukong suddenly sighed in his heart, and he no longer had any illusions.

"You damn liar——! ——!didn't you say, didn't you say, didn't you say that you were going to calculate Pang Ban? Woo——! why did you bite your tongue and kill yourself? Why——! Woo——!" Zhen Sushan lay on Wukong's body, beating him gently and incessantly, while howling in pain.

Wukong Xin said: "With the way you are now, who can't see that there is a problem between the two of us? Since we have a problem, there is absolutely a problem with Chimei's escape." So, how the am I going to calculate Pang Ban? If he doesn't let me calculate me, it will be the best outcome. After thinking of this, Wukong raised his hand weakly, grabbed Zhen Sushan's wrist, and wrote carefully in her palm, stroke by stroke.

"The plan has completely failed. Please cut off my hands ....... At this point, Zhen Sushan withdrew his little hand and looked at Wukong in disbelief.

After dragging Zhen Sushan's arm over, Wukong glared at her with a frown, and continued to write vigorously in her palm.

"I have a way to regenerate the severed limb and restore the tongue, so in order to prevent something worse from happening, you must help me!

Zhen Sushan is now completely stunned, she really can't figure out if Wukong is fooling her again.

After all, such things as the regeneration of severed limbs and the restoration of tongues, no matter how you listen to them, they don't seem to be true at all, and they are not reliable at all.

So, she just cried and looked at Goku, and she didn't even have the slightest intention of doing it.

Wukong saw that Zhen Sushan was unreliable at all, and after he looked back and forth viciously, he stared at a golden statue on the low table next to the bed.

Then, after Wukong moved vigorously to the side of the bed, he grabbed the heavy golden statue, and pressed his right hand on the side of the bed at this time, and smashed it hard.

Seeing this, Zhen Sushan immediately grabbed the golden statue and stopped Wukong's self-harm, and then, crying in pain, said: "It's useless! How can you be so stupid——! Woo——! Pang, Pang Ban, he has an ability, an ability to see through the secrets of other people's hearts. Woo——! even if you cut off your hands, he can still know your secrets. Woo——!Diyun, I'll take you away now, take you back to Dasui!" As she spoke, she dragged Wukong in an attempt to pull him away now.

However, Wukong knew very well in his heart that it was impossible for the two of them to escape, so after shaking his head helplessly at Zhen Sushan, after pondering for a while, he slowly wrote in her palm.

"Pampan will definitely lose this battle! So, please kill me. Don't worry, I can come back to life. Don't worry, wait for ....... However, before Wukong finished writing seriously, Zhen Sushan angrily withdrew his little hand and slapped Wukong hard.

Resurrected at will, Zhen Sushan would not believe it no matter what, so Wukong's attempt to reduce the loss was completely frustrated.