The white bone spirit looked at his heart in Liu'er's hand and felt very calm. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What am I saying, he doesn't know you anymore, and if you get any closer to him, you will only die in vain. ”

Six Ears put the white bone spirit's heart back into her body and patted it gently.

"There are so many ways to get him back, why do you have to do such a stupid thing yourself. ”

The white bone spirit looked at the heart beating normally in his body, and he didn't know whether he was happy or sad.

Sun Wukong couldn't help but say that the golden hoop stick that smashed at her broke her heart, but her own perception of her heart made her worse than death.

There is no one in this world who wants to be like this, the heart is not aware of it, Bai Gu thought carefully, maybe his heart and himself are already two completely different individuals, one even if he knows that what he is doing is in vain, but he still moistens the blood on the dry bones of the white bone spirit, and lives strongly, the other does not know what he is living for, and he is bent on death.

I'm bent on dying, isn't it too sorry for the heart that is still trying to perform my duties and silently waiting for the last second.

She didn't know that she didn't have much contact with this heart anyway.

The heart returned, and countless bones suddenly emerged from the ground, forming a skeleton little by little, and then a gust of wind blew, and the white bone spirit appeared in the world again.

The White Bone Spirit glanced at Liu'er, then turned his head.

"You're going to die?" Six Ears felt his voice fill with anger.

"I'm sorry. After the white bone spirit finished these three words in a very low voice, he walked in the direction of the four Tang monks.

Liu'er clenched his fists and slammed it into the tree next to him, smashing the tree directly into powder.

"Damn, women do things that they think are right but don't dare to take the consequences. ”

", you only talk and don't use your hands, you monkey is always unruly. Zhu Bajie touched his bulging head, looked at Sun Wukong and said resentfully.

"Whoever told you well, I have always pursued the principle of whoever has the biggest fist who speaks. ”

"That's not it, because your fist is the biggest. The sand monk pursed his lips.

"Is it difficult for you to have itchy skin?" Sun Wukong looked at the sand monk gloomily.

"I feel like you should deal with the person in front of you more than that. Sha Seng pointed to the white bone spirit and said to Sun Wukong.

This time, the white bone spirit no longer showed his true appearance, but pretended to be an old woman, and walked towards the four masters and apprentices with his body bent.

The white horse scraped his hooves uneasily and barked softly.

"Look at this old lady and the little girl you killed are seven points like three points, I guess it is the mother of the little girl. Tang Seng said.

"How many times have I told you, that's a monster, that's a monster, how many times do you have to tell you to have a longer memory! And not only that monster, but even the one in front of you is also a monster!"

Sun Wukong pointed at the white bone spirit and roared.

"Yes, I've lived for so long, and I'm a monster who can't die to my son. The white bone spirit reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Lao Tzu has fiery eyes, all your disguises can't escape my eyes, what else do you pretend. ”

Sun Wukong took the golden hoop stick and poked it on the head of the white bone spirit.

"Wukong, don't be rude!" Tang Seng hurriedly stopped him.

"He's a monster! How many times have you said he's a monster!" Sun Wukong shouted at Tang Seng at the top of his voice, he sometimes really didn't know what Tang Seng's brain was filled with, he had told him so many times, but he just didn't have a long memory, and he was angry that he wanted to put such a stick on his head.

"I know he's a youkai, but it's rude to knock a golden rod on someone's head because he's a youkai. Tang Seng said.

"Why, I'm not going to knock on his head on yours, come on, come on, stick your head over, I'll show you a baby. Sun Wukong said to Tang Seng.

"Master, you have to be considerate of him, after all, he is just a monkey. Zhu Bajie said to Tang Seng.

"Bah, you fat pig, who do you say is just a monkey, and you are still a pig, did I say you?"

"I used to be Marshal Tianpeng!"

"I used to be the Monkey King!"

"I used to be a shutter general!" Sha Seng also mixed in.

"A person who lifted the curtain for others was embarrassed to call out with a shy face, and I was not ashamed to die when he rested on me. Sun Wukong picked up his nose and said disdainfully.

"You weren't a Bi Ma Wen before, who wouldn't pick a good one, isn't your title of Monkey King also self-appointed, if I am a self-proclaimed Super Heavenly Sage, it will not be higher than you. Sha Seng fought back.

"You want to seal it, you don't have the ability to seal the Super Heavenly Sage today, and your mother won't know you if you will be beaten by the people of Heavenly Court tomorrow. ”

The white bone spirit watched them spray each other, and there was no place for him to interject, and his open mouth was constantly interrupted by them, and the scene was very embarrassing.

After making up for the smile on Sun Wukong's face when he sprayed each other with them, Bai Gujing felt that he was happy now.

At least now there are people who can play with him by his side, instead of lying alone on a stool and watching the sunset alone, as they used to be.

When he wasn't by his side, it turned out that he was so good-looking when he smiled, and there was a hint of loss in the white bones.

"Hey, I said goblin, you give us a review, is this guy underbeaten. Sun Wukong pulled the white bone spirit in front of him, pointed at the sand monk and asked.

The white bone spirit was stunned, not knowing how to answer.

"Wukong, it's not right for you to do this. Tang Seng said.

"Dead monk, shut up for me, every time you open your mouth, you either criticize me for doing wrong here or criticize me for doing wrong there, or you just chant the mantra and keep chanting, I provoked you to provoke you, didn't I do it right?"

"Of course I don't know this, I'm only responsible for monitoring your mistakes, not for discovering your strengths. ”

"After all, I'm not your guardian. ”

Sun Wukong felt a sense of powerlessness.

Then he caught a glimpse of the white bone spirit beside him.

The Bone Spirit wanted to speak.

The golden rod fell violently.

The bones scattered, and the bone spirit was suspended again above his corpse.

Why is he still not dead, the white bone spirit watched his almost illusory body slowly dissipate like last time, and his expression was very surprised.

"Amitabha..."Tang Seng clasped his hands together, but only half of the Buddha's name was recited.

"What kind of monk are you? Sun Wukong put away the golden hoop stick, glanced at Tang Seng and said.