"Huh?"

"I... I didn't..."

"I just..."

Fu Hu subconsciously responded, a little flustered.

But Tang Sanzang frowned suddenly, and his head ached violently, as if a needle was constantly pricking his nerves.

For a while, looking at Fu Hu's eyes, he was also full of disgust.

For a moment, Fu Hu's figure seemed to overlap with Su Yang.

He jerked his foot up and kicked Fu Hu's chest with all his might.

Fu Hu spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person fell to the ground in embarrassment, his face was pale, and he staggered and struggled several times, trying to stand up, but in the end he couldn't lift his strength.

He was already seriously injured by Su Yang and Zhao Gongdao, but his injuries became even more intense at this moment.

"I..."

"I... Nope..."

"Uncle Jin Cicada, I..."

Looking at Tang Sanzang's back, Fu Hu explained weakly, but in exchange, Tang Sanzang looked at him indifferently.

"I'm not dead, but I've let you down."

Tang Sanzang opened his mouth coldly, raised his head, and looked at the void.

The other Arhats were very happy to come over.

"Uncle Shi, when we came, two thieves were still besieging you!"

"Yes, we worked together to drive them away!"

"Uh-huh, and killed one of them!"

They kept flattering.

Tang Sanzang's headache gradually eased, looked at a few people, and nodded slightly.

Several people looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

inadvertently looked at the embarrassed Fu Hu, and his eyes were full of mockery.

Everyone is an Arhat, why can Fu Hu become the second of the Eighteen Arhats!

They boast that their strength is no worse than that of Fuhu.

What is lacking is just a backer.

And now, this opportunity...

Here it comes!

"Hmm..."

"The golden cicada kicked the tiger!"

"Tsk, that's pathetic."

Su Yang looked at it sneakily and shook his head with emotion.

Zhao Gongdao smiled: "Lend me the phone." ”

"Huh?"

Su Yang also thought of something, and silently handed over the phone.

Zhao Gongdao grabbed his mobile phone and turned to leave.

Su Yang was left alone, and continued to play the identity of the melon-eating masses.

And the people who eat melons may cover their faces at any time and end up robbing.

"Uncle Shi!"

"I'm Fuhu, I have a clear conscience!"

Seeing that Tang Sanzang didn't even look at himself, Fu Hu's eyes were bloody.

Especially after seeing the mockery of those around him, the strong sense of anger made Fu Hu struggle to stand up.

Tang Sanzang's footsteps paused, and he turned to look at Fu Hu.

As the headache subsided, his mood gradually calmed down.

In any case, Fu Hu is a henchman in his own faction, and he does a lot of things for himself on weekdays.

Thinking of this, his expression softened slightly.

Each Buddha will have its own faction.

The backbone is a very valuable resource.

Even if it is hypocritical, it is necessary to retain people's hearts.

"The poor monk just..."

As soon as Tang Sanzang spoke, a video suddenly played on the big screen of the tallest building in Canglong City in the distance!

And I turned the stereo to the maximum.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were condensed.

Tang Sanzang looked at it subconsciously.

In the video screen, Fu Hu kicked Tang Sanzang with anger and disdain, and turned over.

Looks extremely arrogant!

He seemed to be swearing and muttering something.

Of course...

After finding out that it was Tang Sanzang, the picture of kneeling directly on the ground was edited out by Zhao Gongdao very understandingly.

Fu Hu was stunned for a while.

"Uncle Shi!"

"It's a sham!"

"It wasn't like that at the time!!"

Fu Hu couldn't help but shout, but in response to him, there was only an indifferent gaze.

"It's so nice..."

"One by one, Uncle shouted..."

"It turns out that in his bones, he hates me so much!"

Tang Sanzang laughed angrily, turned around and punched Fu Hu's chest, knocking him upside down and flying out.

"Shameless!"

"We were stopping him right then!"

"But he said very arrogantly, you have gone mad..."

"That's right, and we are cowards."

"But we obviously really respect you!"

The others chimed in and launched a crusade against Fuhu.

Looking at everyone's faces and Tang Sanzang's cold expression, Fu Hu's voice, which was originally about to say something more, stopped abruptly.

The Buddha's light, which had gradually risen on his body, was at this moment...

It is quietly declining.

He had already found his way to Da Luo.

But in just a few minutes, he destroyed the road with his own hands.

'If you lose a dog, you have to add a few new ones.' ’

Thinking of this, Tang Sanzang looked at the other Arhats around him, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"After receiving the call of the poor monk, you can rush to support, and Jin Cicada is grateful."

"When Lingshan returns, the poor monk will inevitably make a note for you."

Tang Sanzang spoke slowly.

The eyes of the other people lit up, and they clasped their hands together: "It's our honor to be able to do things for Uncle Jin Chan." ”

"In this case, the poor monk is not polite."

"Today, I hope you will help me and Uncle Lamplighter, and first kill the poor monk, a criminal here."

"In this life of a poor monk..."

"The one who hates the most is a traitor."

Tang Sanzang opened his mouth lightly, and when he spoke, he didn't forget to glance at Fu Hu.

Fu Hu didn't say a word, just sat on the ground in embarrassment.

"Definitely, definitely!"

"Today, I will help you and the Lamp Burning Master Ancestor to kill this fang!"

Several Arhats opened their mouths one after another, took a deep breath, rushed into the air, and sat down cross-legged according to a special position.

The phantom of Lingshan floated above everyone's heads.

The sound of chanting continued to sound in the void.

The golden chains shuttled through the void and swept away in the direction of the pig Wuneng.

Tang Sanzang sat in the center of the formation, his eyes closed, constantly trying to eliminate the toxins from his body.

With them joining, the pressure on Zhu Wuneng suddenly increased.

Fu Hu sat down alone, raised his head, and looked into the void, his eyes glazed.

"What is right and what is wrong..."

"Shouldn't the heart of a Buddha be crystal clear?"

"But why should he... There is no distinction between right and wrong, and there is no distinction between right and wrong. ”

"If this is a Buddha..."

"And what am I?"

"What is my pursuit?"

"My goal is to become... Someone like him? ”

Fu Hu muttered to himself.

As the words fell, the Buddha's light in his body became more and more dim.

He turned his head and looked at the big screen in the distance: "A picture, a few words..."

"If you can control the mind of a Buddha, then I will practice this Dharma..."

"What's the point?"

He suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly, his whole person looked like crazy, staggered to his feet, staggered, and walked into the distance step by step, no longer looking at the battlefield behind him, no longer looking at everything in Canglong City.

As if these things, from this moment on, have nothing to do with him.