Ou Yangming squatted beside the three apprentices, looking at the six big hands walking up and down their rivers, and also felt that there was something wrong with this picture.

When he wanted to stop it, it was a coincidence that the yellow eyebrows woke up.

After the yellow-eyed monster woke up, he felt that his head was still a little dizzy.

Then he noticed that there seemed to be six hands, groping up and down on his body.

"Could it be that you were shocked by the sound and hallucinated?"

The yellow-eyebrow monster thought to himself and opened his eyes.

The next scene almost broke him.

I saw beside him, squatting with a hairy face, Lei Gongzui Sun Wukong, a fat-headed and big-eared Zhu Bajie, and a sand monk whose face was like ash at the bottom of the pot.

And their hands, on their own bodies, are constantly groping.

"Ah!! What the hell are you three doing ...... you?!! Like a frightened little daughter-in-law, the yellow-eyed monster held her chest with her hands and screamed in surprise.

The three of Sun Wukong covered their ears at the same time.

This voice, you are a mountain king of yarn!

Honestly go to the palace and find a career, isn't it much more promising than now?

Then the yellow-eyed monster reached under his ass and touched it.

"Hoo ————"

He took a deep breath, fortunately his chrysanthemum was fine.

"You guys...., what did you three just do to me again? Why...., why ....." The next words, the yellow-eyed monster was completely speechless.

Do you want him to say, you three big men, why do you touch his body?

I can't say such a shameful word!

Although his yellow-eyed monster is a monster, he also has discipline!

"Hey, what? Yellow-eyed monster, hand over the human seed bag, otherwise the poor monk will make you want to die..... Ahh It's to die or live. Ou Yangming said with a smile that he thought was warm at the yellow-eyed monster.

It's a pity that the yellow-eyed monster not only didn't appreciate it, but covered his ass.

It seems that the meaning of Ou Yangming's words seems to be in that aspect.

"! Yellow eyebrows blame you melon skin! If you don't think well, you actually think about the poor monk in that direction? ”

When the words fell, the sleeves opened in an instant, and the golden rope flew out, covering his buttocks with his hands, and the yellow-eyed monster with a vigilant face was tied firmly.

The yellow-eyed monster looked down, and his face became even more ugly.

"You still say that this king is unhealthy, but see for yourself, you bald man tied me up so ashamed, why don't you tell me not to think in that direction."

Ou Yangming looked at the yellow-eyed monster who was still tied up in the Japanese style and was still hanging, and covered his face.

That's not what the poor monk meant!

The three of Sun Wukong looked at Ou Yangming who was covering his face with a strange expression.

Could it be that Master, do you really like this tune?!

Looking at the eyes of his apprentices, Ou Yangming roared angrily: "Yellow Eyebrow Monster, the poor monk restricts you to hand over the human seed bag within three seconds, otherwise it will make you want to be immortal..... Ahh Dead or alive! ”

"Impossible! Anyway, Lao Tzu has already fallen into your hands, and I won't hand over the human seed bag to you! Come on! Insult me, I won't give in. The yellow-eyed monster looked generous and righteous, and Ouyang Ming's teeth were itching.

The three of Wukong also felt that the Yellow Eyebrow Monster was a little pitiful.

fell into the hands of his own master, and he would lose it if he didn't do it.

"Okay, okay, believe it or not, the poor monk plays your little twitter!?"

"You dead bald, and you say you're not that kind of person! I'm going to play the king's little twitter! ”

Burst!

The first time Ou Yangming met someone like the Yellow Eyebrow Monster, he felt that he had suffered internal injuries.

said that he could endure anything, but only that he was that kind of person, he couldn't bear it.

"Bajie! For the teacher to order you, go play his little twitter. Don't talk about the 108,000 bullets, you stay in this cave, and Wukong and I will go to the west to learn the scriptures. ”

Ou Yangming didn't bother to explain, he was sentenced directly, if you have the ability, you will survive 108,000 strokes, can't the poor monk be convinced?

Zhu Bajie was instantly stunned when he heard Ou Yangming tell him to do this undisciplined thing.

What are you kidding, old pig, my dignified Marshal Tianpeng, actually wants to play someone else's little twitter?

Will I be able to mix up in the future?

Could it be that when you see someone, you can introduce yourself, Marshal Tianpeng who played the monster Xiao Ji back then?!

"Bajie, if you don't do it, you're going to do it to you!"

Zhu Bajie heard Ou Yangming's voice and shook his spirit, then threw down his own discipline and came to the Yellow Eyebrow Monster with a wicked smile on his face.

"You, you, you....., what are you going to do?! No, no....., no, no, no, no! ”

"One, two, three, four, five, six......." Each time Bajie plays, he counts it in his mouth.

Along with his voice, there was also the scream of the yellow-eyed monster "ecstasy".

Sun Wukong and Sha Seng looked at the Bajie who bowed his head and played the twitter, looking like they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

The monkey forced a smile and pointed out on the side: "Bajie, you can make a doppelganger method to help you play together, it's much faster." ”

Syllable!

Zhu Bajie slapped his head, what the senior brother of the secret path said was right!

But then I found out that the hand that patted the door of the head was the hand that played the little twitter of the yellow-eyed monster.

"Bah, Bah, Bah!!"

After that, in the cave, there was an even more "ecstatic" scream.

The "treatment" of the yellow-eyed monster has been raised several notches compared to just now.

"Baldness is not a good thing, and such a punishment is what you sanctimonious bald asses can think of. Uncle, I will never hand over the human seed bag, you have the ability to kill me! ”

Ou Yangming clasped his ears and said to the screaming yellow-eyed monster: "Yo, I still played a trick with the poor monk that the sergeant can kill and not humiliate." You have the ability to kill yourself! The poor monk didn't gag your mouth, you can bite your tongue and kill yourself! ”

The yellow-eyed monster hates, is there a comparison between monsters and mortals?

A mortal can bite his tongue and kill himself, but he is a monster and can't die if he bites off ten tongues.

"Bajie, you make a little effort. His cry is not as ecstatic as it was before. If you're lazy again, let the yellow-eyed monster play your little twitter for the teacher. ”

Zhu Bajie is indeed lazy, 108,000 strokes, if he doesn't save some effort, wouldn't he be tired to death?

As a result, after hearing Ou Yangming's words, he immediately increased his strength.

Because he saw it, the surprise in the eyes of the yellow-eyed monster.

I played his little twitter for a long time, and if he was played by someone else, this guy might pick up the mace and beat his twitter.

For the sake of my happy life in the future, I still wronged you yellow-eyed monster!

The so-called dead and poor Taoist friends are exactly this truth.

After a while, the yellow-eyed monster finally couldn't hold it anymore.

"Stop playing! Stop playing! Uncle Huangmei can't admit defeat! You bald people, there really isn't a good thing, you are all the masters who hide knives in their smiles. The yellow-eyed monster cried and cried, not only to endure the pain of the trumpet, but also to endure the humiliation in his heart.

He shouldn't run to the Nether to be a monster, when the bell was ringed before, it was the monk who cleaned himself up, and now he is a monster, and the monk cleans himself up!