This sentence sounded to Wukong, but it was just from the master's usual admonition.

But when it reached the king's ears, it was like a steel needle, no, a steel drill, which was inserted directly into the heart.

"Dare to ask the holy monk, the queen ......"

Chen San took a deep breath, and was also a little disappointed in this king.

The king of a country, the queen who opens his mouth, the queen who closes his mouth, what's the matter, is it a woman in this life?

"Don't hide it from Your Majesty, the Queen does have something to do with Your Majesty......"

Hearing this, the king's eyes were already a little wrong, and something seemed to burn in his pupils.

Chen San continued: "But this is not the queen's original intention, just because that monster is too ferocious, even if the queen resists in every way, how can she be the opponent of that monster?" ”

"Just now I sneaked into the palace and met the queen, but she was still covered in scars and miserable."

The anger in the king's eyes was slightly extinguished, a trace of pity appeared, his brows gradually furrowed, and he looked at Chen San strangely.

Chen San immediately reacted, as if he had said the wrong thing.

"Your Majesty, don't get me wrong, the queen's injury, the poor monk did not see it with his own eyes, but told the queen that His Majesty was not dead through the wall, and the queen sued the poor monk."

You can't say that you really put the queen on the wall, right?

So what's the difference between yourself and the green-haired lion?

"For three years, the queen has missed Your Majesty day and night, but she hated herself for her powerlessness to avenge the demons and avenge Your Majesty, so she could only be forced to submit in order to save the life of the crown prince and keep Your Majesty's inheritance."

With that, the image of the queen seemed to become great in an instant.

But the king could not hold it anymore.

I secretly swore in my heart that I would not share the sky with the blue-haired lion!

Seeing the king's reaction, Chen San felt that the time had come.

"If you see that monster, what should Your Majesty do?"

The king gritted his teeth and clenched his fists: "The widow will fight with that monster!" ”

Chen San nodded with satisfaction: "That's good, the poor monk will create a chance for Your Majesty to fight that monster." ”

The king was dumbfounded.

Wukong Bajie on the side was also stunned.

The prince's expression was even more exaggerated, as if he had eaten.

Is this opportunity still used to be manufactured?

What is the difference between being dead and dying?

The crown prince hurriedly pressed the king: "Father, that monster is very strong, you can't be impulsive, you have to think about it in the long run." ”

The king looked up to the sky and sighed: "If you have revenge but you can't avenge it, if you have a heart but you can't do it, what's the use of a widow coming back to life!" ”

said that he was going to break away from the prince and hit the wall.

Chen San narrowed his eyes, and he had another layer of knowledge about this seemingly loyal king.

Good guy, what about me doing acting here?

Isn't it a bitter drama?

"Okay, since the poor monk has promised His Majesty and the Queen, he can't watch the fire from the other side, His Majesty only needs to listen to the poor monk's orders, and I will take action if necessary."

Sun Wukong was afraid that he would not have the opportunity to appear, so he reminded: "Master, where is my grandson?" ”

Chen San touched Wukong's head: "This formation naturally has to be Wukong, you have to go out, otherwise I'm afraid that no one will be the opponent of that monster." ”

It was rare to hear Chen San praise himself, and Sun Wukong's energy value soared directly: "Master, what should I do with my grandson?" ”

Chen San motioned for Ao Lie to close the door and explained his plan in detail to a few people in the room.

Early morning.

After breakfast, hundreds of monks of the whole temple lined up at the gate of the courtyard to bid farewell to the "plague god".

In order to prevent accidents, Chen San asked the prince and Ao Lie to go back to the palace to protect the queen first.

The king disguised himself as a monk, mixed in the ranks of master and apprentice, and went to the palace together to "face the saint".

The fake king listened to Chen San's words last night, and decided to make the scene more grand, so that women and children know as much as possible.

On both sides of the dragon wall of the palace, thousands of guards are fully armed, civil and military officials gather in front of the steps, and the flags are fluttering all around, so it is not lively.

Wukong casually conjured up a volume of customs clearance documents, fooled them through, and the group entered the palace.

Soon after he had traveled, he looked up and saw the false king in front of the palace.

Chen San took the lead in saluting the fake king: "The poor monk sees His Majesty the King." ”

To do a play, you still have to do a full set.

Besides, nodding his head is not kneeling, and it is not insulting a few people.

But he saw a gleam in the eyes of the false king.

Chen San turned around and saw the true king's face righteous, his head held high, and he had a posture that would rather bend than bend.

He probably got it wrong.

I didn't understand Chen San's intention to let him change into a monk's robe.

It's not that I don't want to be exposed too early, leaving everyone in suspense.

It's good for you to put aside this righteousness?

The civil and military officials and the guards see the holy face every day, how can they not recognize it?

When I saw a person who looked exactly like the king on the field, there was a lot of discussion.

Only then did the fake king begin to wonder if he had fallen for Chen San.

Last night, I didn't say a word about the real king still alive!

At this time, you brought him here, what else could you do if you didn't come to dismantle the stage?

Okay, you Tang Seng who has gone back on his word!

If you are unkind, then don't blame me for being unjust!

"These people are changed by monsters, intending to murder the widows and take them down quickly!"

The fake king wants to rely on his status that has not expired, and let the guards under him consume a wave first.

The guards hesitated slightly, and finally Qi Qi pointed their spears at Tang Seng and his apprentices.

Chen San glanced at the True King.

Damn, you were so hard just now, it's time for you to behave, what do you mean by pouting?

The real king and Chen San glanced at each other, then took off the monk's robe, revealing the ochre yellow robe inside, and pointed to the fake king on the stage: "He is the monster who is a fake widow, take him down quickly!" ”

The guards froze in place, unable to tell which was true and which was false.

In the end, the rational choice does not help the two.

The credit for saving the king should not be given, but the risk of murdering the king must not be taken by all.

"Wukong, don't hurt his life, just beat him so that he can't move."

Sun Wukong opened his arms and rushed forward with his teeth bared.

Seeing this, the fake king hurriedly snatched the sword of the guard beside him, but the mortal blade, how could it resist Wukong's wishful golden hoop stick.

In just one shot, the saber was shattered by the golden hoop rod, and the false king stumbled and fell to the ground, revealing his true face.

When the civil and military officials saw the king suddenly turn into a monster with a beast face and a human body, they screamed and fled in all directions.

Sun Wukong was on a stick, extremely annoyed: "I still think I am a powerful monster, it turns out to be a useless pus, boring, really boring!" ”

The green-haired lion stood up and looked unconvinced: "Monkey! If I hadn't been in a hurry and hadn't brought any weapons, you might not have been able to overcome me. ”

As soon as Sun Wukong heard this, he immediately came to his senses, threw the golden hoop stick aside, and was about to fight hand-to-hand with the blue-haired lion: "Then my old grandson will not take advantage of you on the blade, see what else you have to say." ”

Seeing that Wukong took the initiative to put down his weapon, the blue-haired lion seemed to see hope, re-energized, and tried his fists and kicks with Wukong.