Hou Fei became more and more proud, with the keyboard in his left hand and the mouse in his right hand, controlling the Monkey King on the screen, blocking the killing of the Buddha and the killing of the Buddha.

That teased a static wallpaper painting.,It hasn't changed overnight.,Now the popularity is running to me here.,Haha!

You have to perform well tonight, and if you can keep more fans, maybe you can double the signing fee with Fighting next year.

Glancing at the number of people in the upper right corner, it has already exceeded the 100,000 mark.

Team battles!

Hou Fei's eyes narrowed slightly, a very perfect back row cut, picked up the golden hoop stick and killed the best developed crispy skin on the opposite side, and then cooperated with his teammates to fight an extremely perfect ambush battle in the wild area.

Five kills!!

Wow ha, cool!

Hou Fei's blood was boiling, he slapped the mouse on the table hard, and shouted:

"Who else?!Who is the real Monkey King?"

So many people watched it online tonight, such a perfect five kills, the title of the first Monkey King in the national service, this time it should be well deserved.

As for the sensationalism and the teasing who wants to mix up with the live broadcast circle after making a landscape film, it is destined to be just a joke.

Hou Fei's gaze swept excitedly over the upper right corner, and the smile on his face suddenly froze.

1024？？

Show BUG, right??

Hou Fei, who was a little flustered, hurriedly opened the barrage.

[Let's go, Tang Seng is going to appear over there!]

[Ah, let's go, I can't understand this game anyway.] 】

[Hold the grass, when you can't watch the game, and it's not uncommon for the anchor to kill five times. Tang Seng is a creature...... From 86 to the present, I haven't seen a few reliable ones!]

......

Is there really a Tang monk?

Hou Fei leaned weakly on the chair dedicated to e-sports, the game had won the final victory, but today's live broadcast was a complete failure.

Forget it, the audience in the live broadcast room has fallen to three digits, who else to call.

Hou Fei's heart was dripping blood, and he barely bothered to say hello to the only few hundred people, and then simply clicked into the live broadcast room of the "Monkey King".

Tang Seng: I want to see what kind of bird it looks like!

At this moment, Cui Shi's live broadcast room has already exploded completely.

Lakh!

One hundred and fifty thousand!

Two hundred thousand!

Not only did those who had no patience to go go before come back, but countless people heard the news and entered the live broadcast room, and the number of viewers climbed at a terrifying speed.

Cui Shi himself was also a little excited, trying to straighten his sore neck, looking at the white horse that was gradually approaching in the distance, and the person on the white horse.

Not...... This guy is a little handsome, is this the real Tang Seng??

Cui Shike knows better than anyone that what he is experiencing is not some choreographed live content, but an inexplicable real world.

Will it be the mythical Journey to the West world that everyone is familiar with?

This look is not quite right, it is much worse than the image of the Tang Dynasty monk recorded in historical materials, it looks like a foreign costume, and a half-yellow and half-white cloth is wrapped on his head, which looks a bit nondescript.

The man on the white horse gradually approached, and he and Cui Shi looked at each other, and their eyes showed deep confusion.

"No, my father told me to find a monkey crushed under the mountain, and told me to deal with the two treasures he gave me. But now the mountain has found it, but it is not a monkey that is pressing, but a person, and this person has something on the bridge of his nose, and it doesn't seem to be easy to mess with. ”

Lei Ming dismounted, frowning at the strange man pressing down the mountain.

Murderous!

It's not Tang Seng!

Cui Shi's heart sank, and he read the cold light from the other party's eyes.

Because of his profession, Cui Shi has come into contact with many murderers, especially when these people have just been thrown into prison, and such a terrifying gaze often flashes in his eyes.

If there is really Tang Sanzang in this world, it is definitely a monk who "sweeps the floor without hurting the lives of ants and cherishes moths and lanterns", and it is impossible to show his murderous intentions as soon as they meet.

This person is not Tang Seng, but he also has no grievances with me, so the biggest possibility is about a certain cause and effect caused by Sun Wukong?

Cui Shi's thoughts were racing, and he didn't have time to think about it, he had to seize the psychological advantage as soon as possible, otherwise he would be unable to move here now, and that would be the real man who was the knife and I was the fish.

"Hahaha, where did this brother come from, could it be that he was looking for a monkey pressed under the mountain?"

"Huh?"

Lei Ming was very surprised by a word, and blurted out, "Yes, you...... How do you know?"

"Ahem, you're not the first to come, not surprising. Tell me, what's your name?"

Cui Shi tried his best to make himself look relaxed, at least not to show the embarrassment of being pressed and unable to move.

"I ...... Next...... It was Lei Ming, the prince of the Wuji Kingdom, who was ordered by his father to find the monkey. Who are you, and why are you at the foot of this mountain?"

Black Chicken Country?

Cui Shi was confused in his heart, as if there was indeed such a place in Journey to the West, and he had to look back at the original book to see what the situation of this Lei Ming was.

But now he didn't have time to think about it, so he laughed and said, "You're in the wrong place like them! The monkey is at least more than 800 miles away from me." Well, that's the direction. ”

Cui Shi casually pointed in the direction and said easily: "As for me, um...... I'm an artist, hahaha!"

"Artists?"

Lei Ming's brows were tightly locked, and his face was confused.

"Haven't you heard of it? Ahem, I came from over there, and I saw the monkey being crushed by the mountain, and I thought it was very postmodernist. It fully embodies the process of rebellious, unyielding, helpless, and painful struggle, and shapes this artistic image, which is for us artists...... Ahem, you don't understand if you talk too much, anyway, I'm just learning from that monkey and doing a performance art, you don't care about me, don't get me out, I have to experience it here for at least three or five ......days."

"Oh oh!

Lei Ming nodded as if he didn't understand, people were so specific, and if they didn't understand it at all, it was the people of the Black Chicken Country who lost it.

But is this guy telling the truth, that monkey is really eight hundred miles away, and I went to the wrong place?

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves sounded again in the distance.

Cui Shi saw that this Lei Ming was still a little unconvinced, so he just took this opportunity to speak: "Look, someone has found it again." This monkey is a good person, what the hell are you looking for him?"

Yes!

"This ...... I still have important things to delay, so I have a chance to go back and have a good exchange with my brother about the struggle of what doctrine after that!"

Lei Ming was startled, glanced at the direction of the horse's hooves from a distance, seemed to hurry up on the horse, and ran away in the direction that Cui Shi had just pointed out.

Call!

Cui Shichang breathed a sigh of relief, who is this person who wants to kill Sun Wukong under Wuzhi Mountain?

In the original plot, there is never such a paragraph.

The one riding the white horse is not necessarily Tang Seng, but it may be a prince......