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The king wanted to live forever, so he sent people to alchemy.

He was one of them, but instead of refining an elixir that would make people live longer, he had created something evil and dangerous.

He called what he made gunpowder.

He handed it to the king and wanted to take credit.

Who knew that the king was furious, and said that what I asked you to refine was the elixir that made me immortal, not the elixir that made my soul return to the western heavens.

He was beaten to the dungeon, and he was terrified.

He was naturally clever, and he used his connections to get the raw materials for making gunpowder from the outside, and began to make gunpowder in the cold and damp prison.

The prison is cold, cloudy, and damp.

He was afraid that the materials would fail, so he put them all in his arms and used his body to warm the cold raw materials.

He then created two powerful explosives.

One for him to escape from the cell, and one for him to stuff into Zhu Bajie's hand.

Why did it stuff into Zhu Bajie's hand?

Because he is also the one who likes to follow his own ideas, he saw Tang Seng crying, and realized that Tang Seng was wronged, why was he wronged, nine out of ten people can be associated with Zhu Bajie next to Tang Seng, and seven out of nine will think that Zhu Bajie bullied Tang Seng.

He is one of them, after all, being able to make gunpowder does not mean that he is smart, only that he can make gunpowder.

And Zhu Bajie himself doesn't look like a good person.

But he went to kill Zhu Bajie to save Tang Seng not to punish the righteousness of the rivers and lakes of evil and promote good, nor for Tang Seng, he was for himself.

Their king likes monks, but he doesn't like monks, their king likes immortality, and monks can make them immortal, so he likes monks.

In front of me, I look like a high-ranking monk.

So he just escaped from prison and did what the seven adults on the lookers wanted to do.

For the sake of the things that all seven adults are for.

He wanted to rescue Tang Seng, and then he did something that only less than a fraction of an adult dared to do.

He stuffed the bomb into Zhu Bajie's hand.

He's just a dynamite maker, so he's not smart.

He didn't realize the power of the explosives, which could turn the enlightened monks he wanted to save into ashes.

Sun Wukong realized it, so he completely disappeared from this world.

Before he could go to the emperor to ask for merit and apologize, he disappeared.

He had thought of a lot of rhetoric, for the sake of slaying demons and demons, for the sake of national security, but now he couldn't say anything, because he had disappeared, and even his soul had been knocked into pieces and scattered into the land to nourish all things.

The crowd was terrifyingly quiet, and although they didn't know how the man had disappeared, they had realized that this monkey was not something they could afford to mess with.

They all want to be heroes, they don't want to die.

People who don't want to die can't be called heroes.

Sun Wukong looked around, and the crowd took a few steps back, and Sun Wukong looked around again, and the crowd took a few steps back again.

"Bad seeds. Sun Wukong said.

Zhu Bajie was still stunned, and he hadn't reacted yet.

The white dragon horse is getting weaker and weaker, and Sun Wukong can naturally feel it.

He carried the white dragon horse on his body with one hand, wanting to send her back to the Dragon Palace.

Sun Wukong believes that the dragon is a magical creature, and if there is any place that can save it when it is dying, it is the Dragon Palace.

Sun Wukong is going to take the White Dragon Horse Club Dragon Palace.

The dragon king must not be willing to let his daughter die, he has already lost his wife, and he can no longer lose this daughter who is incomparably similar to his wife.

Why does Sun Wukong know this, didn't he say it just now, after a man drinks, he will not put any secrets in his stomach, if there is really it, it must be not drunk.

Drinking with Sun Wukong, he will definitely not be drunk.

The white dragon horse also sensed Sun Wukong's intentions, and she hissed.

"There's no one here, you can speak if you have something to say, I don't understand horse language. Sun Wukong said, his expression was a little serious.

Sun Wukong is rarely serious, or he has never been serious at all, but he is serious now, and very serious.

"Put me down. Long Ling'er said.

"Why?"

"No why, let me down. ”

"Let you down, and you'll die. ”

"Death is death. ”

Sun Wukong stopped and placed the white dragon horse on the edge of the river below.

The white dragon horse could no longer support it and turned back into its prototype.

It was a dragon.

At least one of her heads is more than ten times bigger than Sun Wukong.

"Even if you get bigger, I can still take you back with one hand. Sun Wukong said that he thought Long Ling'er was because of his body type, and he was afraid that he would not be able to lift her.

"Of course I know that you can lift the peaks, let alone me. Long Ling'er said.

"Since you know, why do you want me to let you down?" Sun Wukong was puzzled.

"Because I know it's useless for you to send me back. ”

"It's useless, how can it be useless, the old dragon king has so many treasures, are you afraid that it won't cure you?"

Long Ling'er shook her head, and a field of birds flew in the forest.

"He can't save me even if he has more treasures, and sending me back will only make him anxious and angry, so just leave me here, for naughty me, I don't deserve to go home at all." Long Ling'er's voice was a little sad.

Sun Wukong doesn't like to be sad, no, he doesn't like others to be sad, he likes to be sad himself, a person watching the sunset in the afternoon, the colorful glow covers the sky, and then everything returns to silence, he will be sad.

But once others are sad, Sun Wukong will think that this person is leaving him.

The six ears are, the white bone spirits are, the demons are, and so are the monkeys.

Sun Wukong hated this sadness.

"Isn't there any way to save you?" asked Sun Wukong.

He firmly believes that there is a way, and magical creatures like dragons will never let themselves fall into a desperate situation.

The phoenix will be nirvana, the dragon will not die.

Maybe they will die, but they will definitely not die in this situation now, otherwise this world will not be able to tolerate them.

But now that heaven and earth can not only accommodate them, but they are also afraid that the entire ocean is their territory, Sun Wukong knows that there must be a way, Long Ling'er will not die.

But he didn't know that method, because they were dragons, mysterious dragons, dragons that even Sun Wukong didn't know at all.

It is because he doesn't understand that Sun Wukong is more convinced that there must be a way.

Because he drank with the dragon king, a man will not hide secrets in his heart when he is drunk.