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No matter what the old man says, Tang Seng can answer the Buddhist scriptures freely. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mo Li was stunned for a moment, it turned out that Elder Tang still had the potential to chatter, but he didn't usually play it at all.

There was no way, the old man had to turn around and leave step by step, thinking about how to sue the Jade Emperor when he went back.

Mo Li stretched out his hand and put the fruit on the table into the space before he had time to eat, waiting for the next meal.

"King, will you let me transplant two of these trees?" Mo Li pointed to the juice in the space just now and said to the king.

The king nodded again and again, even the gods had to be respectful, how dare he, a mortal, refuse.

"This is a specialty of Vientiane fruit, the green frost tree."

With the customs clearance document in hand, Tang Seng and his entourage left Vientiane Country in a mighty manner.

Mo Li didn't have nothing to do to go to Tang Seng's side, and asked him why he knew that he was a demon but still stayed.

As for the reason, it doesn't matter anymore.

The important thing now is how to help Elder Tang obtain the true scriptures in a short period of time, and then help Sun Wukong take down the tight spell.

So in the next journey, Mo Li pulled Sun Wukong to turn on the violent mode, anyway, it is difficult to be ninety-nine eighty-one, as long as she hits the one mentioned in Journey to the West.

Although she doesn't remember Journey to the West very clearly, as long as those monsters show their magic weapons, she can vaguely recall the weaknesses of the other party.

All the way through five levels and six generals, the time to learn the experience has been greatly shortened.

Those children who were originally heavenly had no so-called chance to go back, because Mo Li directly cleaned up.

Since they are all chess pieces, it is better to die and re-enter reincarnation.

In this way, he killed all the way and finally arrived at the daughter country in the plot.

And Mo Li finally saw the Zimu River in the plot, and it is said that if you drink it, you will get pregnant.

"Master, this water is so clear, why don't we drink it?" Mo Li watched Zhu Bajie die quietly on the side, isn't it just that the taste of water is a little more fragrant.

"Senior brother, junior brother, do you drink?"

Mo Li shook her head like a rattle, she didn't want to have a child in this world, and the most important thing was that she still wanted to subdue demons and eliminate demons and make trouble in the Heavenly Palace.

Carrying a child in her belly really affects her mobility.

"What's wrong with this river?" Sun Wukong changed back into the costume of the Monkey King, a pair of chain gold armor, wearing a phoenix winged purple gold crown, and stepping on a pair of lotus silk steps, majestic and majestic.

Looking at Sun Dasheng like this, Mo Li's heart felt a little more comfortable, no matter how she looked at it, it was much better than wearing a tiger skin corset, and she had a little bit of the appearance in her memory.

"Well, the Zimu River, as the name suggests, this is a river that belongs exclusively to the daughter country, there is no man in the daughter country, and the woman can give birth in three days when she reaches the age of twenty."

For this special river, Mo Li is still very familiar, when she was a child, she almost laughed, after all, it was the first time she saw a man pregnant.

Sun Wukong glanced at Mo Li, pursed his lips and said, "It seems that Xiaobai is really knowledgeable and talented, as a white bone spirit, he even knows the river thousands of miles away." ”

"Then why don't you tell Bajie?"

Mo Li hooked the corners of her mouth, eighty-one difficulties always have to make enough, why should she stir up trouble when she has nothing to do?

"Tang Sanzang's calamity for learning scriptures has been determined, why should we draw snakes to add to it?"

"He doesn't drink it, do you want to drink it?"

"You said that if Zhu Bajie really gave birth to a child, then how should this be counted?" Mo Li is eager to try, Zhu Bajie was named the messenger of the Pure Altar, it has long been a matter of decision, if the so-called fate is disrupted here, what will it look like?

The more tribulations they experienced along the way, the more Moli felt that there was a force restraining them.

However, she was not within the scope of the restraints, and she could only feel the restraint when she was close to the scripture-learning team.

Sun Wukong thought about his big belly, and shook his head in disgust, anyway, Bajie's belly is big enough, and it doesn't matter if it's a little bigger.

"Master, you drink." Tang San still has majesty in the team, even if he is lazy and dead-faced, Zhu Bajie does not dare to be too presumptuous.

Tang Sanzang shook his head solemnly, and refused righteously.

"The teacher is a nostalgic person, and he is used to drinking the water that Xiaobai draws." Tang Sanzang turned the Buddha beads and said without changing his face.

Mo Li pursed her lips, didn't she say that her family didn't speak? Why does this seemingly honest Tang Sanzang lie and not blush?

What does it mean to drink the water that she is used to, is it clear that the quality of the spiritual spring water she has diluted is better?

"Since the master doesn't drink, then the old pig is not welcome." Zhu Bajie drank a scoop of water under the gaze of Mo Li's eager eyes.

Mo Li breathed a sigh of relief, and another catastrophe was done.

seemed to feel that the river water was extremely sweet, and Zhu Bajie drank several scoops after a while, and Mo Li was terrified when he saw it.

Mo Li was really afraid that three days later, Zhu Bajie would give birth to a litter in his life.

"Second Senior Brother, it's better to drink less water from this river." Mo Li thought that it would be good to survive this catastrophe, but she didn't think that she really would explain Zhu Bajie to this Zimu River.

After all, Zimuhe is for women, Zhu Bajie drinks so much, what if something goes wrong with drinking, she won't be responsible anyway.

"Little junior brother, this water tastes really good, you try it." While speaking, Zhu Bajie leaned towards Mo Li violently, and before Mo Li could react, a drop of water splashed into Mo Li's mouth, and he couldn't spit it out.

The sudden change made Mo Li's face darken, and Sun Wukong was dumbfounded, when did Bajie's movements be so fast and agile, even he just felt that there was a flower in front of him.

Mo Li didn't hesitate, she didn't want to really have a child take root in her belly.

The Juxian Nunnery of Xie Yang Mountain should be such a place, Mo Li grabbed a woman casually, asked for a clear direction, and rushed over.

In the world of Journey to the West, this is a little cool, it saves a lot of effort to travel, and she has not encountered such a rich and sufficient world as the aura.

Hearing the sound of the wind in his ears, Mo Li turned his head and saw Sun Wukong catching up.

"Somersault clouds are a little faster."

"......" is quite fast, so fast that before the words of the silence are spoken, he arrives in the blink of an eye.

Mo Li wailed in her heart, the owner of the Ruyi Nunnery of Juxian Nunnery has an enmity with Sun Wukong, she doesn't want to hold back.

"Monkey King?"

The main reason is that Sun Wukong's outfit is too sassy and too iconic.

Five hundred years ago, Sun Wukong made trouble in the Heavenly Palace and became the object of admiration of all the little demons, and some people in the secular world compiled a picture album for people to read.

"I don't have anything to do with him."