"What, Wukong is 1.8 meters?"

"What, senior brother is one meter eight?"

Tang Luo and Zhu Bajie expressed surprise at the same time.

"Is it true height?" Zhu Bajie asked.

It's not that I don't believe it, I just want to open my eyes.

You must know that baldness and shortness are terminal diseases that cannot be cured even by merit Yulian.

It's normal, the merit jade lotus is a magic weapon of Buddhism, how can it cure baldness?

If you are short, do you know why Maitreya was always sitting? Because he is not tall either.

The height of the "false", let alone one meter eight, even one hundred and eight Monkey King can easily do it.

But the real height......

Ao Yulie nodded: "After my big transformation, there is, senior brother came in to open everyone's eyes!" ”

The door opened, and Sun Wukong walked in proudly. Tang Luo and Zhu Bajie's sharp eyes swept over, like a measuring instrument, and they got accurate data in an instant.

Well, sure enough, there is not a meter eight!

Zhu Bajie didn't express doubts, not that he didn't dare, but he suddenly didn't want to speak.

"Well, it's a little bit worse." Tang Luo used a more euphemistic rhetoric.

"No handicap."

It was Sun Wukong who spoke, and he carefully arranged his hair.

Now his hair is like a Super Saiyan, with the roots standing up, close to the Saiyan Super League second hairstyle, which can refer to Future Trunks, Son Gohan.

From the scalp to the tip of the hair, it has increased by six or seven centimeters.

"Look, I'm seven centimeters of hair." Sun Wukong pointed to his hair, and then to his shoes, "The shoes have increased by seven centimeters." ”

"It adds up to fourteen centimeters, one meter seventy-four."

"There is no difference between 1.74 meters and 1.75 meters. According to the calculation method of rounding in the real world and the consistent rhetoric, there is nothing wrong with saying 1.75 meters to 1.8 meters, right? ”

Sun Wukong has a heartbeat.

Zhu Bajie gave a thumbs up and praised Sun Wukong, you-he-mother-you are really a talent.

It is well-founded and cannot be refuted.

"You can go on a blind date." Tang Luo said.

But to tell the truth, visually, Sun Wukong looked at it suddenly, and he really felt a little bit.

Although the hairstyle is exaggerated a little, the face is still handsome, and has a sense of rebelliousness and wildness.

It seems to be the king of the group - the monkey who is also the monkey king anyway, which is quite attractive.

The height is not enough, and the temperament comes to make up.

Sun Wukong made it perfectly.

After a few minutes, Sun Wukong's hair hung down, and his height immediately slipped towards the warning line of one meter seven.

"Little White Dragon." Sun Wukong's face sank and said solemnly.

Ao Yulie's hands flashed with a faint thunderbolt, and he reached out to "break the ground" on Sun Wukong's head, and electrified the hairstyle back to the Super Saiyan hairstyle.

He suggested while telegraphing, "Senior brother, how about getting a red pill's hairstyle?" ”

The name sounds a bit quirky and easily conjuring.

But it's about a character from a well-known fighting game, Nikaido Red Pill.

This person's daily life is long hair hanging down, and when fighting, he uses electricity or hairspray to stand up.

The former is a typical representative of the effect of outstanding and PK hairstyles.

"Don't, don't, it's ugly." Sun Wukong shook his head, "It's like a broom." ”

Although Hongmaru's hairstyle can be PK and not messy, unlike the Monkey King Saiyan hairstyle, it is easy to hang down.

But there are also problems, when the power is relatively large, the hair will inevitably be completely gathered together, and it will look ugly.

Sun Wukong said no, he still likes Saiyan's hairstyle.

"But what should I do when the fight starts?" Monkey King's exclusive hairstylist Ao Yulie asked.

"Usually you are responsible for helping me maintain it, and you have nothing to do anyway." Sun Wukong smiled, "It helps to improve your control." ”

"As for fighting—"

Sun Wukong took a step to the side, and the golden air flow emerged, showing a jet shape, lightning swirled, and his hair remained in a state of dynamic erection.

"How's that, hahahaha, awesome, right?" Sun Wukong crossed his waist and laughed proudly.

True Super Saiyan Monkey King.

"Have you been working on this for more than two months?" Tang Luo asked.

"Of course." Sun Wukong looked proud.

"Okay, that's good." Tang Luo gave the big apprentice a lot of encouragement.

In the scripture-learning team, the most mature and stable man is Sha Wujing, and Sun Wukong, as a senior brother, has nothing to do with this word.

Don't talk about him, even Tang Luo, who is a master, has nothing to do with this word.

Sometimes it is up to Sun Wukong to pull people.

As a master, Tang Luo imparted to his disciples a wealth of knowledge.

As for how to "be a man", the dignified Monkey King, Marshal Tianpeng, the Third Prince of Xihai and the general of the Rolling Blinds, do you still need Tang Luo to teach?

Tang Luo, the master, this "father" is undoubtedly unqualified, but it is this kind of unqualified that everyone can get together now.

Sun Wukong's Saiyan form lasted for about ten seconds before it ended.

Ao Yulie helped the senior brother maintain a good hairstyle, and collapsed on the sofa next to him, tired.

Mr. Tony Yuyeol wants to take a break.

"Master, what do you say that guy Maitreya wants to do?" Sun Wukong said, discussing serious things.

"Maybe I want to subdue you." Tang Luo guessed.

"One by one, you just think about these things when you have nothing to do all day long?" Sun Wukong snorted angrily.

Fortunately, Sun Wukong is not an ordinary fragrant bun, and those who want to take a bite have broken their teeth.

"I'll see you in the future, I must let him eat my grandson's stick." Sun Wukong grinned.

The monkey's habits are exposed.

After learning the scriptures, he, Ao Yulie, and Zhu Bajie rarely stayed in Lingshan, but Tang Luo and Sha Wujing spent more time in Lingshan.

Among them, Sun Wukong has the least time.

He really couldn't stand the atmosphere of Lingshan's Buddha sound and Buddha light.

The frequent morning chanting, even if he can not go, he feels upset when he sees it.

Rulai did not detain him, Sun Wukong naturally ran as far as he could, and occasionally came to visit Tang Luo.

As for why Tang Luo stayed in Lingshan for a long time, this is called knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent and winning all battles.

Only by penetrating into the enemy can you better defeat the enemy, and Tang Luo still has this patience.

It's a pity that the shattered mountain and sea realms didn't give him a chance.

To this day, Tang Luo still didn't know what he was thinking about what he saw in the mountains and seas that day.

A few people chatted without a word.

It's all some "When I met my grandson, I burst his dog's head with a stick", "I have already exploded as a teacher." ", "It's a pity that I couldn't blow up their dog's head with my own eyes", "Senior brother, you don't know at that time...... Bloody rain. It sounds like the language of a bandit gathering.

The atmosphere was quiet and peaceful.

The whistling dog fell asleep on the armrest of the sofa, and Sha Wujing next to him fiddled with the green potted plants.

Sun Wukong changes his sitting position from time to time, and has booked many people to eat his stick.

Ao Yulie and Zhu Bajie simply sat on the ground - and paralyzed, staggering, not to mention how comfortable.

There was no rain outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, otherwise it would have felt better.

Ao Yulie glanced out the window, suddenly stood up, walked to the balcony, and shouted: "The rain is coming."

Soon, thick clouds covered and a drizzle fell from the sky.

The atmosphere is in place, and it is reasonable to collapse on the floor.

As for the winter, the floor is cold, and the dignified true dragon definitely doesn't care about this.

"By the way, do you want to sign this?"

Zhu Bajie took out the team task contract, as long as you sign this thing, you Sun Wukong is also a god and a demon.

Sun Wukong thought for a while and shook his head: "If there is any mysterious means in this god and demon game, there is no need to worry about me as an 'outsider'." ”

"That's just as well." Zhu Bajie and Ao Yulie nodded at the same time.

For now, the game of gods and demons is a mission that comes every once in a while.

For other gods and demons, walking is a talisman that can become stronger, but for Tang Luo, they are unknown and a trip to find people.

But what if something really happens at some point in the future.

Sun Wukong is the king of the hole card.

As for why Zhu Bajie and Ao Yulie both signed.

At that time, everyone wanted to find Sun Wukong as soon as possible, and they didn't think about it so much, and becoming a god and demon walking is indeed good for the recovery and improvement of strength.

Second, everyone is an adult and speaks directly.

If it really comes to the point where Tang Luo is restricted by the game of gods and demons or what, and needs external help, Zhu Bajie Ao Yulie will do it, and the symbolism will be mostly practical.

To put it simply, the master is a god and a demon, and we will follow it together.

Following Tang Luo's footsteps, he walked like this.

Now that Sun Wukong has returned, the situation is different, one inside and one outside, double insurance.

Sun Wukong is also not interested in those equipment, skills and the like.

He is still the most fond of his golden rod and smashing people with it.

Whether it is casting the law of heaven and earth, standing up to the sky and the earth, or having three heads and six arms, or incarnating into tens of millions, in the end, they all have to smash people with golden hoops and sticks.

Sun Wukong is not Tang Luo's "bias" to the extreme at the beginning, and he can't even fly.

The basic illusions, the art of change, and all kinds of immortal methods are mastered, and there is no need to make up for the shortcomings with the help of gods and demons games.

His shortcomings, the game of gods and demons can't make up for it.

Putting away the team contract, Sun Wukong asked: "Little White Dragon, you said that this world is technologically developed, why hasn't you researched something to grow taller?" ”

"Senior brother, the monks of the Mountain and Sea Realm move mountains and reclaim the sea, the white bones grow muscles, come back to life, and do anything. I can't grow taller. Ao Yulie was helpless.

If you just grow taller, it will not be a problem.

But Sun Wukong's requirements are from the inside out, from the "heart", which is more troublesome.

He was a stone monkey, a stone, and a monkey.

One meter six rests in the monkey, which is King Kong in the clouds.

Sun Wukong's transformation is also quite special, unlike Zhu Bajie and Ao Yulie, who completely turned into a human form at one time.

He slowly faded away, or rather converged on his monkey characteristics as he traveled westward.

As a result, the follow-up body shape has not changed much, at most it is stronger.

"It still doesn't look strong enough."

Sun Wukong clenched his fists and concluded.

Ao Yulie glanced at Tang Luo vaguely: "Master, you have taught Senior Brother badly. ”

Tang Luo smiled disdainfully: "That's right, as long as it's strong enough to break other people's legs, it's high." ”

Height, always contrasting.

Ao Yulie next to him turned his face away, okay, there is no bad teaching, there are even worse.

The leisurely days passed like this, and three months later, it was just as spring was blooming.

Tang Luo: They ushered in the twenty-sixth mission.

"Oh hehehe......"

A few minutes after entering the mission world, Ao Yulie's laughter came from between the gray mist, "Master, where are you, and what is your identity?" ”

This is a role-playing mission.