Sanzang stopped calculating, took off the brocade robe on his body very quickly, and handed it to Sun Wukong without saying a word. The monkey was stunned for a moment, scratched his head and grinned: "Master, why did you take off this treasure, isn't it too hot?" My old grandson is nothing, I think that after refining in the Bagua Dan furnace of the old official Taishang for seven hundred and forty-nine days, he was already invulnerable, and the thunder and fire did not enter, just this little heat, it is really not a big deal. ”

Tang Sanzang bared his teeth and scolded: "Damn, do you think Lao Tzu wants to, it's not to catch the red child, otherwise how could Lao Tzu risk being burned and take off this treasure for you? ”

Bajie was secretly frightened when he heard this, and said very worriedly: "Master, didn't you say that the red boy will only have two samadhi real fires, it is an embroidered pillow fake handle, so there is no need to worry, why did you get to this point and become cautious again? My old pig has been on fire recently, don't scare me with this, I can't afford to hurt it." ”

Knowing that the old pig was worried about Xiuning, Tang Sanzang sighed and comforted: "Bajie, the big line still needs to be cautious, be cautious in case of trouble, and step by step is the right way for the camp." The so-called impermanence of heaven, the weather is thousands, and all things in heaven and earth are always changing endlessly. Although it is rumored that the mana of the red boy is not very strong, but in the end, it is hearsay, and it may not be true, but seeing the clouds on his head, baking the pine forest extremely hot, he knows that the strength of the red boy should not be underestimated. ”

Bajie was shocked when he heard this, and said with a cold sweat on his face: "It's only that the efficiency of Heavenly Court is too low, and after more than half a month, there is still no news from Xiuning, it is really a dog official who eats and does not do anything, if it drags on like this, I am afraid that the corpse worms in Xiuning's body will recur, but how can I live the old pig?"

Sanzang shook his head and said noncommittally: "Forget it, civil servants have always been so inefficient, I didn't count on them, it's better to ask for others than for ourselves, I just hope that our journey will be smooth, speed up the journey, as long as we catch up with Xiuning within the specified time, then everything will be fine." ”

Ao Bai sighed and said speechlessly: "It's also strange that this mountain forest is too dense, turning around is like walking a maze, we have been in for several days, and we haven't turned out yet, it's really evil." The worst thing is that the weather is still so hot, let me rush all the way down, and I am not in the mood to play mahjong at night, which is really depressing. ”

Sanzang was furious when he heard this, and shouted: "Damn, why didn't you kid say it earlier, these days can suffocate Lao Tzu, do you know how painful it must be to have no mahjong days? ”

Ao Bai didn't dare to burst out with a full belly of laughter, but only moaned weakly: "No, Master, I see that you and Tianshu are talking and laughing, and they are quite leisurely." ”

"Damn, what else can I do, is it difficult to make Lao Tzu cry? Ao Bai, since you are working so hard, you should rest early, and change the master tonight." Tang Sanzang hated his teeth so much, if it weren't for Ao Bai carrying himself, he really wanted to spray a mouthful of spit on his face.

"No, Master, didn't we say that we should gamble for cash, like yours, I am afraid that it will be unacceptable to have unclear debts in the past and unrenewable debts in the future. Seeing the master being so aggressive, and seeing several senior brothers looking at him with a resentful face, Ao Bai was sweating profusely and under great pressure.

"When the former debts are not clear, and the later debts are not renewed, when this set of rules will be made, I tell you, this is discrimination, naked and inhumane discrimination. Ao Bai, if that's not the case, you take the silver out and let me bet for you, if you lose, it's mine, if you win, it's all right, right? Ao Bai, Uncle Ao, I beg you, I haven't played mahjong for more than half a month, so you just let me play for a night, okay?" Sanzang glared when he heard this, raised his eyebrows, scolded loudly, and then said without words, almost begging.

Just when Ao Bai was embarrassed and didn't know how to answer, the cloud of fire in the sky seemed to be alive, slowly pressing towards the ground, and the pressure became lower and lower, hotter and hotter, until the sparks flew in the void, and black smoke was rising, and the green pine forest was about to burn to ashes. Such a strange scene, even Sha Wujing, who was naturally sluggish, keenly felt that something was wrong, what is going on with this fire cloud, is it about to land?

That's it, the master and apprentice watched the fire cloud fall to the ground, blinking their eyes, looking at each other, it seems that nothing special happened, damn it, what the hell is this singing, isn't it just a natural phenomenon in the popular science program?

Just when the master and apprentice were secretly relaxed, this fire cloud suddenly fell to the ground, and the whole burst open, and among the sparks splashing, a group of little demons grinned, dancing steel knives, roaring and rushing towards the Sanzang Army.

Not to mention that this little demon has a hideous face, the demon king headed by him is a cute child, look at him is only seven or eight years old, no more than five feet tall, wearing a red and bright belly pocket, holding a four-meter-long red rod flame gun, shouting and drinking, showing off his might, very proud. It's just that at this height, he took a spear three times taller than his body, which was somewhat nondescript. He was born to the Bull Demon King and the Iron Fan Princess, and he was called the king of the Fire Cloud Cave in the dry bamboo stream, so that the Sanzang Legion wanted to take his essence and blood.

There is a way that the enemy blushes when he sees him, and the red boy is furious, grinning his teeth, and scolding: "Sun Wukong, you shameless brute, I want my father and you to be the seven sages of the demon clan back then, and they became brothers on Huaguo Mountain, and they were like brothers and sisters. I don't want you to ignore brotherhood and use treacherous tricks to kill him, causing him to never recover, and his soul is scattered. Today, the king will crush your bones and scatter ashes, and your soul will be trapped in the nine shadows, so as to comfort the spirit of my father in heaven. ”

Sun Wukong looked indifferent when he heard this, shook his head slightly, and said noncommittally: "My son, whether your father was killed by this great saint remains to be studied, this is not to be considered, like you, who has no respect for the elders, and collided with the ancestors, you should also be sentenced to death." I see that you are still young and unreasonable, so I will spare you this time, otherwise, with your hundreds of years of practice, how can Huangkou Xiao'er withstand your Uncle Sun's stick, and also annihilate your hard-won creation. Go back, your father's affairs will be investigated by my grandson, and he will give you an explanation, if the matter is true, this great sage will definitely come to the mountain and bamboo stream to ask for the guilt, and when the time comes, he will kill him and listen to him. ”

This is the first time that the Monkey King, who has always been arrogant, spoke with such a low posture (and the other party's identity is still his junior), which can be regarded as giving enough face to the red boy. But although the red boy has lived for hundreds of years, he is still a teenager in essence, and he has always been the king and hegemon in the dry bamboo streams of the mountain, and he is used to being arrogant, and he can't tolerate the slightest verbal contempt from others, not to mention that the other party is still the father killer Sun Wukong who has long been identified in his heart.

Such contempt is a great shame for the red boy, and it can't help but touch the incomparably strong self-esteem that he has built up in his heart for a long time, the new hatred and the old hatred make the red boy completely crazy, I saw that his face was red, gritted his teeth, a pair of angry eyes glared at Sun Wukong viciously, and roared hysterically: "Sun Wukong, you don't have to quibble, when you killed my father, there were thousands of pairs of eyes to witness together, how can it be wrong, you are so arrogant and arrogant, relying on the old and selling the old, do you still want me to recognize you as an uncle?" I'm sorry, the revenge of killing my father is not shared, this king is here to take revenge, how can you be here to argue skillfully, and you will take your life. ”

As soon as the words fell, the red boy suddenly looked back and shouted: "Little ones, the so-called raising soldiers for a thousand days and using soldiers for a while, this king has been waiting here for two hundred years, and finally looks forward to killing his father's enemy, and today is the time to witness your loyalty." It is up to this king to fight against Sun Wukong, and you can only move forward, leaving Tang Sanzang behind, and the rest will be at your disposal. ”

The little demons roared in unison when they heard the words, each holding a weapon, forming a long sharp arrow array, like a steel knife straight into the Sanzang Army, its edge is very sharp, even if it is Mount Tai current, it will be poked out of a big hole. Seeing this, the red boy was very satisfied, roared wildly, suddenly pounced, and took Sun Wukong with a gun, menacing, and determined to win.

Seeing that the red boy was so stubborn, Wukong couldn't help but be furious, and he didn't say anything at the moment, and slammed the red boy with a stick to resist such a sacrificial attack, and the power transmitted on the stick should be more than 10,000 catties, forcing the cow saint baby who was doing all his best to force him out a few feet away, and it took two consecutive pauses to stabilize his body.

Bajie and Wujing stood on their backs, each dancing with the weapons in their hands like a storm, splashing ink without entering, blocking the little demon that swooped down like a sharp knife one by one, scattered everywhere in a complicated manner. The formation was broken in a moment, and the little demons were quite unexpected, and they did not change their formation at the moment, roaring and circling around the two, only occasionally rushing out a few to carry out tentative attacks, as if waiting for the two to reveal their flaws on their own, so as to break them in one fell swoop. But Bajie and Wujing are also people, such back-to-back tactics are simple and practical, how can these dozens of mountain and forest demons be cracked?

Seeing that only a few little demons came out of the demon array, the two of them sneered and said nothing, one of them pursued the little demon with a weapon, and the other quickly followed the former's back, using his body and weapons to resist the little demon waiting for the opportunity behind him. Such a back-to-back formation was not chaotic at all, so that the little demons who were trying to seek a breakthrough could not find the slightest flaw, but were found by the Bajie Legion who was attacking with all their might, and took advantage of the situation to rush and kill, and killed the few demons who came to test the little demons who were a little slower. Anxious, the little demons were red-faced and red-eared, roaring wildly, but they couldn't think of a way to deal with it for a while, so they had to rely on the large number of people to tightly surround the two of them in the heart, but they were used by the Bajie Legion to take advantage of the formation, and both used weapons, such as a rapidly rotating spinning top to rush to kill, fierce, unstoppable, and there were a few little demons who couldn't dodge at the moment, the Adam's apple collapsed, and they fell to the ground and died. Frightened, the demon souls scattered, and their morale was greatly frustrated, so they had to retreat a few feet, and the two of them were in a stalemate, and they didn't dare to make any progress, thinking about dozens of pairs of two, they still fought like this, and it really made the demons embarrassed.

On the other hand, the battle between Red Boy and Wukong is much more exciting, Red Boy is full of hatred for killing his father, and has practiced hard in the dry bamboo stream of No. Mountain for two hundred years. Seeing that Sun Wukong nodded frequently and was amazed, no matter what the two camps were, if the Bull Demon King had a son, he would be able to laugh at Jiuquan.

In a moment, the two fought close to Lily, and the corner of Sun Wukong's mouth pulled out a sneer, as if he was impatient to fight for such a long time. I saw that he suddenly raised his stick and swung it, and the speed was as much as twice as fast as before, and his tricks were strange and tricky, and he went straight to the vital point of the red boy's body.

This way of playing is Wukong's cleverness, once a person adapts to a certain rhythm, it is difficult to change in a short period of time, not to mention that Wukong's combat power is much higher than that of Red Boy, previously just to try his combat power, and self-proclaimed as his elder, somewhat tolerant, this will suddenly speed up the rhythm, so how can Red Boy resist?

Sure enough, the red boy was caught off guard by Wukong's sudden change of moves, and he was in a hurry, dwarfed, and barely parried a few sticks, and then fell behind, full of dangers, and it was difficult to continue. The Holy Child King gritted his teeth with hatred, angrily fought with all his might, shook a shot with all his might, and jumped up to the clouds, already sweating his clothes, and his heart was like a drum.

Seeing the red boy running away, Sun Wukong did not pursue, but only smiled at him with frowns, as if mocking him for his low combat power and poor donkey skills. Annoyed, Niu Shengying cracked his teeth, clenched his fists, and smashed his nose with a fist, until his delicate nose collapsed, and his face was dripping with blood, and the monkey was stunned, wondering if the child could not afford to lose the battle, so he became angry and angry, launched hysteria, and beat his own nose this fat.