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Xiaoxian took a deep breath and asked incomprehensibly, "Why not?" ”

"Amitabha Buddha ~ The Demon King is a father, and he is the biological father of the Demon Demon Heaven. Have you considered the feelings of the Demon Celestial Benefactor in doing so? Do you know how painful it is to lose your father? Tang Seng said lightly, but from the voice, people could hear the off-string sound.

Xiaoxian subconsciously thought about it. Unsuccessful.

Yang Jian glanced at Tang Seng and said lightly: "Master Tang Seng, the father-son relationship you cherish really makes people cry." Your father left you when you were born. Presumably this incident has become an eternal regret in your heart. This time I came to the ghost town, and I heard that you inquired about your father's whereabouts, and the result was that the bamboo basket was empty. Presumably, you miss your father very much in your heart, and we can all understand your feelings. ”

Xiaoxian was thoughtful, she seemed to remember something.

"Amitabha Buddha ~ The donor is really discerning, and even this little thing has not escaped your eyes." Tang Seng said.

Yang Jian spread out his hand and said with an innocent face: "Coincidentally, I heard about this." I didn't bother to inquire about it later, but I just knew what you meant. Master Tang Seng, the father-son relationship you cherish happens to be something that the magic temple can't afford. ”

"Amitabha Buddha ~ What about this?" Tang Seng chanted the number, and his hands were one. He raised his head faintly, his eyes deeply confused.

From the perspective of Tang Seng's cognition, people are families composed of relationships. The Demon King is the father of the Demon Heaven, and the connection between them is not only affection, family affection, but also blood. is so inseparable, and the father-son relationship that must not be parted with, why can't you afford it?

Tang Seng thought in his heart that Moshatian cared. Just like him, he cares a lot.

Thinking of his father, Tang Seng was very lost. This time I came to the ghost town, it was purely an accident. Unexpectedly, after inquiring all the way, there has been no news of my father. He once saw Xiaoxian find his father and spend a happy time with his father, which once made him cry.

He longed to meet his father, and the thought was about to become a demon in his heart. I'm afraid, I don't know how many years of time reincarnation, my father has already entered reincarnation, right?

Tang Seng has been persuading himself to let go, but he is still obsessed. For family affection, he feels that he can't afford to let go, this is not a demon, it is an obsession. Obsessed with one thing, constantly missing, but not falling into the devil.

Yang Jian glanced at Tang Seng's tangled appearance, took two breaths of relief, and then slowly spoke. "The purpose of the Demon King's coming here, I'm afraid you still don't know very well. Let me explain it to you. The demon king came to the ghost town in order to eat the son of the demon chatian, commonly known as the demon spirit among the demons, and this thing is the great supplement of the demon clan. On the one hand, he is his biological father, and on the other hand, he is his infant son, do you think he wants that father-son relationship? ”

"Amitabha~ You mean the demon king is going to eat his son?" Tang Seng was shocked, revealing a look of surprise. He made a lot of soy sauce and said a lot of things along the way, but he never cared about the progress of things.

The only thing he cared about was when the monkey hair on the demon king's body could be taken away. Unexpectedly, right next to him, such a tragic thing happened. At that moment, Tang Seng sighed deeply.

"Amitabha Buddha ~ So that's the case ~ It's no wonder that the donor will say that the magic temple can't afford that father-son relationship. This demon king's approach is really hateful! It's just that the Demon King hasn't eaten the Demon Spirit yet, so what right do you have to kill the Demon King? Tang Seng said.

Xiaoxian's breath is a little unstable, and some depression gathers in his chest. She looked at Tang Seng in shock, why did she feel that Tang Seng was always speaking for the Demon King? Assuming that the subject of today's discussion is an ordinary person, Xiaoxian will also agree with Tang Seng's words, but they are not facing ordinary people, but the demon who is bloodthirsty, kills countless people, and is about to subvert the entire world.

Take 10,000 steps back and say, the matter of Xiaoxian burning the ghost city is ultimately because of the operation of the demon king. So, is the Demon King to blame for this?

The Demon King is the boss of the Demon Clan, so he doesn't care about what happens to the Immortal Clan. And as the injured party, it is most reasonable to bring the demon king to justice.

Therefore, Xiaoxian couldn't understand Tang Seng's approach. She felt that Tang Seng was trying to persuade them to put down the butcher's knife and become Buddhas, but he didn't think about far-reaching things. If the Demon King succeeds, eats the demon spirit, and adds half of Sun Wukong's power, then the chaos of the whole world, how many living beings will die, and how many living beings will leave their homeland and live alive. This point, presumably Tang Seng has not thought about it.

The angry fairy couldn't speak. She found that it would be better to let Tang Seng continue to know. It's useless to regret it now, others are already sitting here.

"Burning countless lonely souls and wild ghosts in the ghost town, do you have to ask the demon king for an explanation for this account? Could it be that the black cauldron is on the back of this little girl? Is it fair? Tens of thousands of ghosts in a ghost town died in vain? Yang Jian looked at Tang Seng, his eyes were calm and waveless, as if he was stating something.

Time stood still, and in the face of the aggressive Yang Jian, Tang Seng repeatedly thought about the questions raised by Yang Jian. After pondering for a moment, he said coldly: "Amitabha~ This is a matter of your immortal clan, and it is naturally at your disposal." ”

Fairy snorted and laughed.

Yang Jian said lightly: "In this case, please also ask Master Tang Seng not to meddle in this matter." ”

As soon as these words came out, Tang Seng's face turned red, and the black turned into the color of pig liver. Yang Jian gave an eviction order this time, and it is strange that Tang Seng can still have a good face. Knowing what Yang Jian meant, Tang Seng couldn't say anything no matter how angry he was.

Yang Jian spoke very politely, and there was no hostility towards him in his words. Therefore, Tang Seng has no chance to be a demon. He couldn't toss anything, and stood up hatefully. recited the sentence "Amitabha Buddha ~ the poor monk said goodbye." ”

Tang Seng brushed his sleeves away, with a breeze, raising his clothes. His steps were a little hurried, and he could see that he was still angry in his heart.

Xiaoxian smiled: "Are you angry with Sun Wukong's baby master?" Aren't you worried about the one above inviting you to tea? Xiaoxian meant something, and both of them understood who the so-called above was referring to.

"The soldiers will come to cover the water, not to mention that this is not something they should meddle in in the first place. Moreover, I believe that Tang Seng will not be bored with this little thing. Yang Jian said.

At this point, a man and a woman were left in place. Yang Jian snickered in his heart, this is the world of two people, and he can also say some selfish words~

"En, I hope he doesn't find Sun Wukong to be angry for him in private......" Xiaoxian didn't believe in Tang Seng's character, but in these days, he didn't have a good impression of Tang Seng, and he thought badly when he said it.

"Don't think it's so bad, if you look at Tang Seng carefully, there are also many advantages. Otherwise, he would not have been able to become a saint monk. Yang Jian's fair evaluation. He picked up a piece of white pastry, threw it into his mouth and chewed it.

"Okay~Let's get down to business~" Xiaoxian cocked her orchid fingers, and also took a piece of white pastry, put it in her mouth, and enjoyed the delicious taste of the tip of her tongue.

(To be continued.) )