Early the next morning. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It is still on the bank of the quicksand river, and Tang Seng and his party are gathering here.

Raising his eyes to look at the vast river, Yiren frowned lightly: "This river ...... Manhua, are you sure there is a way to get your lover to cross the river? ”

Yesterday, when Tai Bai Xing left, he had already said that Sha Manhua had a way to let Tang Seng cross the river, and the Yiren didn't believe it, but they were a little worried about Sha Manhua's illness, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

Shamanhua nodded, then pointed at Sun Wukong, and then closed his hands and made a parting movement towards the quicksand river. Sun Wukong didn't understand what Sha Manhua wanted to express, but it didn't matter, she didn't understand, Tang Seng understood!

Tang Seng said seriously: "Manhua said, Wukong, will you turn over the flower rope?" ”

Sha Manhua, Sun Wukong: "......"

Seeing Tang Seng's serious nonsense, the corners of everyone's eyebrows couldn't help jumping, pinching their fingers next to their ears, and then pulling out a golden wishful golden hoop stick, Sun Wukong said with a smile: "Master, can you say what Manhua wants to say to my grandson again?" ”

"Of course no problem!"

Hearing the danger implied in Sun Wukong's words, Tang Seng couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat. But who is Tang Seng? He is a peerless man of integrity, who can break his head, shed blood, and never lose his temperament! Not to mention that he just sensed the danger implied in Sun Wukong's words, even if Sun Wukong really called out a golden hoop stick, he would never lose his discipline.

Yes, never!

Raising his head arrogantly, Tang Seng said solemnly: "Manhua said that you have no way to separate the river, she has the ability to set the sea!" ”

Monkey King: "......"

Seeing that Tang Seng was obviously generous to death, he didn't change his words when he was killed, but he didn't expect the festival to be lost so quickly, and Sun Wukong almost lost the golden hoop stick.

Not only Sun Wukong, except for Zhu Lengyou, who despised Tang Seng, the rest of the people were also happy.

Yin Yue rolled on the ground, Mo Xing laughed, and shouted: "Stupid, stupid." ”

Yiren pursed his lips and said: "Beloved, when will you change your temperament, every time you speak, it is so unexpected, it is easy to scare Manhua." ”

"Hush. As a teacher, I didn't see where she was scared. Glancing at Sha Manhua who was covering his mouth and being happy, Tang Seng snorted dissatisfiedly and stopped talking.

After laughing, he understood the meaning of Shamanhua's actions, and Sun Wukong patted his chest and started the ticket.

"Leave it to my grandson, it's just a river, even if it has eight or eight hundred ......."

Halfway through the package ticket, Sun Wukong suddenly got stuck. Suddenly I remembered that this quicksand river was not an ordinary river, it was a full 800 miles wide!

Eight hundred miles, Sun Wukong secretly pondered how far that distance was, and how long he should walk if he walked normally. At ten miles per hour, one hundred and twenty miles can be walked without sleep every day, and at this speed, eight hundred miles will take about seven days...... It will take seven days...... Seven-day ......

The arrogance of self-confidence disappeared suddenly, and Sun Wukong smiled dryly: "A few miles is easy to say, dozens of miles are reluctant, a hundred miles of hard work may be possible, but eight hundred miles, my old grandson may ...... Maybe ......"

"No way!" Sun Wukong couldn't say the last words procrastinating, Tang Seng simply made an assertion for her, he said with contempt: "You can't even divide the water, what's the use of asking you to come for the teacher?" It's decided, tonight's dinner is braised monkey meat! ”

"Who, who said that my grandson can't do it!? You dead monk dare to talk nonsense again, believe it or not, my old grandson will beat you flat with a stick!? ”

Sun Wukong wants to save face, he claims to be a Monkey King all day long, blowing that he is omnipotent in the sky and on the earth, and what he hates the most is that others say that she can't do it, when he heard Tang Seng despise, he suddenly jumped up with excitement like a cat that had been stepped on his tail, and she said viciously.

"Isn't it just a division of water, not to mention the eight hundred miles of the river, even the thousands of miles, thousands of miles of the sea, my grandson will also share it with you!"

Tang Seng nodded: "Mmmm, everyone will say big things, don't be embarrassed and cry when the time comes." ”

"Shut up! Are you dead monk just finding fault!? Glaring at Tang Seng who was saying cool words, Sun Wukong pulled his thin white arm: "Distinguish between water, you dead monk who finds fault all day long, let my old grandson look at it carefully, don't be surprised to stare down your eyes when the time comes." ”

"Don't worry, I've seen any big scenes for the teacher, not to mention distinguishing between water, even if someone opens the world in front of him, he won't panic as a teacher."

"Hmph, you're the one who speaks, right?"

Although there is a water method in the seventy-two changes, Sun Wukong has not studied it seriously at all. As she said before, a few miles can work, dozens of miles are reluctant, and a hundred miles can be gritted and stamped, but eight hundred miles, that is no longer possible by gritting teeth and stomping feet, but by working hard, and even if you work hard, it may not work.

But it's okay, the big words have already been said, and it's too late to regret it now. Thinking of his own confession, a fake monk who undertook a beating laughed at him, and he couldn't refute the situation, Sun Wukong felt that he should still fight hard, even if he didn't work, even if he died, he would be ridiculed by someone.

made up his mind that Tang Seng must not be given a chance to laugh at himself, and Sun Wukong took the plunge. Throwing off the pigtails behind her, she took two steps in three steps to the river, looked at the endless river of quicksand and took a deep breath, and then ......

- "Hah! Goku, your tail is off! ”

Monkey King: "......"

was frightened by Tang Seng's sudden shouting and almost lost his breath, and then a heel fell into the river and drowned unjustly, Sun Wukong stabilized his body and jumped like thunder: "Drop your head!" My grandson's tail is glued on again, how could it fall off!? If you dare to make trouble again, my grandson will beat you to death first, and then bring you over believe it or not?! ”

Seeing Sun Wukong carrying a golden hoop stick, looking like if you dare to say whether you believe it or not, the old lady dares to rush up and kill you, Tang Seng swallowed the words "disbelief" back to his stomach with interest, and he smiled dryly: "I'm sorry, I read it wrong, you continue, continue." ”

"It's better to remember what you say!" said viciously, Sun Wukong slowed down, and then faced the quicksand river again. The quicksand river is eight hundred miles wide, and this width is impossible to completely separate even if the Yiren who is a dragon makes a move, let alone Sun Wukong, who is not very proficient in water dividing spells. If you use a spell to divide the water, no miracle will happen, and it is impossible to separate the entire quicksand river, so Sun Wukong didn't think about using any water splitting spell at all.

"I was able to break free of Wuzhi Mountain last time, don't let my grandson down this time."

Silently thinking in his heart, Sun Wukong bent down slightly and dragged the golden hoop stick behind him, put on a posture, and began to concentrate.

Suddenly, the wind came...... No, it's not wind, it's air, the surging momentum turns into a whistling wind, and the ominous black is dyed with an invisible wind, and then with Sun Wukong as the midpoint, it ripples in a circle to the surroundings.

Dust flies on the ground, and the water surface is flooded. With an ominous fragrant wind, it blew Sun Wukong's hair, blew off Tang Seng's hat, and blew the skirts and hair of Yiren and others into ethereal.

In such a wind, Yiren, Mo Xing, Zhu Lengyou, and Yin Yue all began to evacuate backwards, leaving only Sha Manhua, who was responsible for the later Dingshui, and Tang Seng, who was afraid that she would be blown away by the wind and protected her in front of her.

Black, silver-and-white hair fluttered wildly in the wind. Staring at Sun Wukong with slightly squinted eyes, Shamanhua squirmed his lower lip. As if aware of this, Tang Seng in front of Sha Manhua glanced back at her, and then shook his head with a smile.

"Don't worry, this little movement can't scare the teacher. It's you, stand carefully behind the teacher, you can't help the wind, but don't be blown away by the wind. ”

I'm not that delicate. Dai's eyebrows furrowed cutely, and Sha Manhua was very unhappy that Tang Seng said that he would be blown away by the wind.

Tang Seng smiled, regardless of Sha Manhua's expression of resistance, reached out and rubbed her head, and then stuffed the tin staff in his hand into her, let her use it to support her body, and then took a step to the side, blocking her more tightly.

From the very beginning, he was looked down upon by Tang Seng in various ways, plus he was also hugged and touched by all kinds of lightness, Rao is Shamanhua has a graceful and luxurious temperament, and he is not surprised, but he can't help but grit his teeth angrily.

If it weren't for the fact that time was running out, he didn't want to use too much strength to live a comfortable life, and Tang Seng's contempt was all out of good intentions, and he was punished once, Sha Manhua would have been angry and directly let him go to the Yama Hall to report.

But now...... At this point, the advantage has been taken advantage of, and it is too late to regret it, so Shamanhua has to grit his teeth and endure it.

I don't know, and I don't know that Sha Manhua there actually has the ability to divide the water, and I don't know her thoughts, Sun Wukong is still accumulating strength for the water.

In the black wind, the blood-colored dark black dyed Sun Wukong's sideburns, turned into fire and dyed her eyes, and then climbed up to the eyebrows, turning into a series of demonic patterns spreading on her face. Step clouds, golden armor, purple and gold crown appeared on the body, majestic!

Sun Wukong gritted his teeth, stomped his foot violently, and shouted in the trembling of the cracking earth: "Open it to my old grandson!!!! ”

The golden hoop stick dragged behind him pulled up, and the terrifying power condensed into a bottomless black qi slash that was swung out and disappeared in an instant. And then......

- Time seems to have stopped, and a miracle has happened!

As far as the eye can see, the raging quicksand river is parted in an instant, revealing the deep riverbed ground below.