"You like this dress?"

Chen San calmly took Sun Wukong's hand away from his neckline: "If you like it, I can give it to you." ”

Sun Wukong glared, and approached Chen San with a fierce look: "If Xiao'er has pressed me here for more than 500 years, and you still want me to protect you west?" ”

Chen San can probably understand Sun Wukong's logic.

He is a Buddhist, and he is the younger brother of Rulai, and he Sun Wukong just happened to have an intractable relationship with his boss, so it is reasonable to be angry with himself.

"Actually, I don't know him very well."

Sun Wukong snorted: "It doesn't matter if you are familiar with it or not, your great sage will kill you if he wants to, where is there so much nonsense!" ”

Chen Sandao: "Do you really want to kill me?" ”

"Not only will I kill you, but my grandson will also kill Lingshan and kill that Bodhisattva Arhat, along with Rulai Xiao'er."

Chen San sighed lightly, but fortunately he kept a hand and smiled crookedly.

Sun Wukong was slightly surprised when he saw Chen San laughing.

With this distraction, Chen San's figure disappeared suddenly, and he used the Escape Technique to burrow into the ground.

Sun Wukong sneered: "The art of escaping the land, dare to get an axe in front of your grandfather?" ”

As he spoke, Sun Wukong's right hand attached to his ear, and the Ruyi golden hoop stick was pulled out inch by inch along with the hundred-year-old earwax, and it became a huge iron rod in the blink of an eye.

The iron rod slammed heavily on the ground, and one end sank into the rock, causing a shake within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Chen San's figure appeared on the boulder behind Sun Wukong.

The mountain wind is howling, and the monks' robes are blowing.

The golden sunlight shone on Chen San's bright head, dazzling.

Chen San raised his right hand and silently recited the mantra in his mouth.

For a while, the wind and clouds surged, and the sunny mountain top was suddenly as dark as night, accompanied by thunder and lightning, a golden light pierced the dark clouds and projected on Chen San's body.

And on his body, a looming Buddha statue appeared.

The mantra in his mouth seemed to reverberate, like a wonderful Sanskrit sound on the banks of the Ganges, resounding through the sky.

The falling rocks on the peak were sucked into the air by a mysterious force, reunited into a five-finger shape like an inverted release, and pressed towards the top of Sun Wukong's head with the momentum of thunder.

The mountain peak is still a hundred miles above his head, and Sun Wukong has already felt the familiar suppressive force of the past.

But how could the dignified Monkey King succumb at will?

I saw that Sun Wukong's eyes were about to split, and he burst out with an angry roar, and his cold momentum actually caused the five-finger peak above his head to stagnate slightly.

Immediately, Sun Wukong's figure continued to skyrocket, turning into the true appearance of the Lingming Stone Monkey, beating his chest, roaring and rushing to the mountain peak overhead.

There was a loud bang, and the violent explosion even distorted the space for a while, and even Chen San, the spell caster of the Great Sun Rulai Spell, was shocked and fainted by this force.

When the dust settles, everything returns to peace.

Chen San opened his eyes and saw Sun Wukong, who had been suppressed under the peak again.

"Convinced?"

Sun Wukong nodded again and again: "Convinced, Master, the apprentice is just playing with Master." ”

Chen Sanxin said: I believe you are a ghost!

But he said: "Since you have served, are you willing to go west with me, and there will be no second thoughts?" ”

Sun Wukong naturally agreed, he didn't want to be suppressed for another 500 years.

Chen San didn't have any scruples, with a snap of his fingers, the mountain peak that pressed on Sun Wukong's body turned into gravel and peeled off.

If this monkey dares to kill himself again, then continue to use this trick against him until he is subdued!

After Sun Wukong was freed again, he even restrained his demeanor a lot, but his eyes still showed imperceptible hostility.

Chen San enjoyed this feeling very much.

The dignified Monkey King, I can't wait to gnaw on myself, but I feel helpless...... That's nice.

But Chen San didn't be happy for long.

Because the unreliable system speaks.

[The host successfully uses the Great Sun Rulai Spell, this skill is a limited-level spell with a cooldown time of one year.] 】

Chen San's expression instantly became kind, and the two of them became awkwardly polite.

"Wukong, you're in good fur fodder."

"Natural, naturally good, Master, your clothes are also very classy."

"It's okay, it's okay."

......

Both men were cautious, both fearing to annoy each other.

Sun Wukong was afraid that Chen San would press him again.

Chen San was afraid of exposing the truth about the existence of a cooldown time for the Great Sun Nyorai Curse.

Sun Wukong said: "Master, I have a way to help Master go directly to Lingshan and obtain the true scriptures." ”

When Chen San saw Sun Wukong's red-ass and eggs, he knew which monkey fart he was going to put in the autumn, and frowned: "You don't want Tengyun to go to Lingshan, right?" ”

"Master is wise, apprentice is exactly what he means!"

Chen San put on a bitter look and preached: "It's not for the teacher to say you, this is not only to retrieve the true scriptures, but also to test the firm beliefs of you and me, and you must not be opportunistic." ”

In fact, Chen San has his own plans.

What to go west, what to learn from the scriptures, if it weren't for the system to release this bird task, he wouldn't have been in a hurry to suffer.

It's hard to cross once, and it's definitely going to develop towards the cool male protagonist.

Down-to-earth, step by step, punch in on time, master as many techniques as possible, and become stronger is the king!

Sun Wukong felt that Chen San was pretending to be forced, but there was no evidence, and he wanted to despise but was afraid of the curse of the Great Ri, so he had to suddenly nod his head again and again: "What the master said is that he was sloppy." ”

"Hmm."

Chen San walked to the motorcycle, raised his legs and rode up, kicked his left foot to put away the bracket, and shook his head at Sun Wukong: "Wukong, come up." ”

When Sun Wukong saw a motorcycle for the first time, he was naturally very curious, and he circled around a few times and praised him: "Is this Master's mount?" What is your name? ”

Chen San thought for a moment and gently spit out three words: "Langliyun." ”

"Good name, the name is domineering, the mount is more domineering, but I don't know how it compares to my somersault cloud?"

Chen San smiled slightly: "Come up, take you to experience it for the teacher." ”

The inner monologue is: "I can't kill you monkey!" ”

Sun Wukong rode on the back seat of the motorcycle like Chen San, felt the softness and firmness of the seat, and unconsciously ejected a few times.

Chen San looked ahead, turned the accelerator, and the motorcycle jumped out with a thud.

The Monkey King in the back seat suddenly leaned back, but fortunately, the leg muscles were strong enough to clamp the seat tightly, so he was not thrown out.

Chen Sangao said coldly: "Hold on to the teacher, it's time to speed up." ”

There was another roar, and the motorcycle dragged a long sound wave, bouncing back and forth on the mountain road.

This speed, this bumpy feeling, although far less than the somersault cloud, but the monkey is curious by nature, and actually finds it extremely exciting and fun, and constantly makes a strange cry of "whoop" along the way.

Suddenly.

Chen San braked, the motorcycle stopped, looked at Sun Wukong, who was almost attached to him, with strange eyes, and said tabooly: "Why are you so close to me?" ”

Sun Wukong said aggrievedly: "Didn't the master say it, do you want my grandson to hug the master tightly?" ”

Chen San paused and said, "It's okay to hold it tight, but please put away the stick next time." ”