When he was surprised, the wooden fork messenger cast a magic trick, jumped in front of Sun Wukong, and said awe-inspiringly: "Demon monkey, this seat is the envoy of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and I was specially ordered to come to get rid of your demonic nature and help you take refuge in my Buddha." But I miss you......"

Before he could finish speaking, Sun Wukong, who had turned into a giant ape, was stunned, and without saying anything, he held the small wooden fork messenger directly in his hand.

"The carving insect skill is just a beast with brute strength, and some of the last Taoist people also want to trap the immortals. Ben Xian advises you to stop quickly, otherwise you will ......"

Before the wooden fork messenger finished speaking, Sun Wukong squeezed his hands hard, and the wooden fork messenger, who was originally as imposing as a rainbow, instantly looked like a wilted cabbage, and his face was purple and blue.

"What's the matter? How can this newborn demon monkey have such a powerful power,, the immortal's mana shield has been pinched and exploded?"

With a crackling sound, not only the mana shield of the wooden fork, but even his immortal magic robe was all shattered, making a piercing cracking sound.

"What kind of ghost monkey is this, it's terrifying!" the wooden fork messenger was startled, and when he looked down, he saw a bald head below shouting at him, and the shining bald head almost made him unable to open his eyes.

"This dead bald head, isn't it Xuanzang? Why didn't he go to the West Heaven with Sun Wukong to learn scriptures, so he suddenly came here to do it?" The wooden fork messenger suddenly remembered something, his face changed suddenly, and when his eyes fell on the giant ape in front of him again, his expression was full of shock.

", could it be that this immortal has taken the wrong path?

Mu Cha was shocked in his heart, Sun Wukong's notoriety was terrifying to the gods.

At the beginning, this monkey hit the Yunxiao Palace with a golden hoop stick and smashed the Dragon Palace. Where they passed, chickens and dogs were restless, not an inch of land was born, and people should not be approached.

And now, I ran to him with my death, and he held it in his hands?

It's too long, it's going to die, it's going to die.

"No, no, no, Tang Seng, tell your apprentice to stop, otherwise the immortal's life will be over." The wooden fork messenger was shocked and hurriedly shouted.

"What? What do you say, the wind is too strong for the poor monk to hear. Xuanzang was stunned for a moment, and seemed to faintly hear words like "don't" and "stop".

"Is this a code? Or do you say, don't stop, don't stop? Strange, do the gods like to be masochistic now?"

Xuanzang scratched his head and hurriedly said respectfully: "No problem, you can!"

"Great!" the wooden fork messenger's face finally relaxed, but after a moment, the damn monk didn't make a move.

And as Sun Wukong's strength continued to increase, the wooden fork messenger felt that his whole body was constantly squeezed by an extremely powerful force, almost pinching him into a mess.

"I'll go, did this dead bald man really hear it?" the wooden fork messenger hurriedly shouted loudly, asking Xuanzang to quickly recite the mantra.

"It turns out that this guy asked me to stop Sun Wukong, and the poor monk also wanted to, but there was no way. Xuanzang looked helpless, and at this time, the system gently reminded.

"Congratulations to the host for framing the Wooden Fork Emissary in danger and gaining +50 XP!"

"Oh, it's so embarrassing to have more experience. Xuanzang touched his nose, and then turned around and left.

"Hey, hey, Tang Seng, what are you doing here? Don't run, you'll die!" The wooden fork messenger's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly called out to Xuanzang, who was walking backwards.

"Don't be in a hurry, Messenger, the poor monk go and take a look at the mantra of the mantra. Wait a moment, and the poor monk will be back soon. Xuanzang replied very sincerely.

Wooden Fork Emissary: "......"

So, the wooden fork messenger struggled for a long time, and this damn Xuanzang finally took the scripture leisurely.

"It's really great!" the wooden fork messenger breathed a sigh of relief again, and then Xuanzang stretched out the scriptures vigorously, but he didn't take them well for a while, and the scriptures gently floated away with the wind.

Wooden Fork Emissary: "......"

Xuanzang: "......."

Scripture: "Blame me?"

Xuanzang smiled awkwardly and said, "Envoy, the poor monk said that I didn't mean it, do you believe it?"

"Lao Tzu believes that you are a big-headed ghost!" The wooden fork messenger was so angry that he vomited blood, and his tears almost didn't stay, but he held back the anger in his heart, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "It's okay, Tang Seng, hurry up and pick up the scriptures, if it's too late, I'm afraid this immortal really can't hold on." ”

"Okay, you can rest assured. Xuanzang replied repeatedly, and then just walked a few steps, I don't know why, suddenly broke his foot, and rolled down a low-lying ground nearby.

Wooden Fork Emissary: "......"

", you dead monk did it on purpose, didn't you?" The wooden fork messenger shed two tears of indisputability, he felt that he was about to be crushed into pieces of paper, if Tang Seng continued to grind foreign workers, he would really die.

"Don't worry, even if the poor monk dies, he will fight this old life to save you. Xuanzang showed an extremely pious look on his face, which made the wooden fork messenger's face purple and blue, and it was not good to continue the attack.

"Go, go, go!" the wooden fork envoy urged, and Xuanzang finally got the scriptures in his hands again after a lot of hardships.

"It's really good, Tang Seng, you read it quickly, Xiaoxian, I really can't hold it. The Wooden Fork Emissary took the last few breaths and shouted loudly.

"No problem. Xuanzang hurriedly opened the scriptures, I don't know if he was in too much hurry just now, but I saw him coughing, and then a large mouthful of saliva sprayed directly on the scriptures.

The originally neat text of the scriptures was soaked in spittle, and gradually began to dissolve, and then blurred......

Wooden Fork Emissary: "......"

At this time, the wooden fork envoy almost collapsed, he looked at Xuanzang angrily, and said angrily: "The surname is Tang, if this immortal dies, you just wait to collect the corpse." ”

"Okay, do you like the coffin of golden silk nanmu or Hainan flower pear?" Xuanzang replied unhurriedly and with a smile.

", this immortal is talking about you!" Mu Cha coughed violently, and the fragments of his internal organs that had been crushed coughed out together, and he suddenly became sluggish.

"Congratulations to the host for murdering the immortals, the life of the wooden fork messenger hangs by a thread, and the experience point is +200!"

Not bad, yes, and two hundred experience points.

Xuanzang was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly said with a straight face: "What did the envoy say, do you really think that this monk did it on purpose?"

"What do you say?" said the Wooden Fork Messenger weakly, like a dead dog.

"Forget it, the poor monk doesn't blame you, you can rest assured, the poor monk will do everything possible to save you. Xuanzang patted his chest and reassured.

Lao Tzu believes that you are evil, your bald head is very bad, not to mention that your scriptures have been removed, how do you subdue this demon monkey.

The wooden fork envoy glanced at Xuanzang with great resentment, and then watched Xuanzang fold his hands together in amazement, and began to think in pieces.

And as Xuanzang continued to chant the incantation, the originally short-tempered Sun Wukong bared his teeth in pain and rolled on the ground.

"Damn, this ...... This dead bald man has already learned to recite the mantra of tightening? But just now, why did he go all over the world looking for scriptures?"

For some reason, there was a trace of bitterness and helplessness in the heart of the wooden fork messenger, and he couldn't disperse for a long time.