"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for gambling on the rain and the pond fish, the scourge Lei Gong was broken a leg, and the experience point is +50!"

Xuanzang squinted his eyes and couldn't help but gasp.

Xuanzang said in his heart that this blue-haired lion monster is really a ruthless character, and he doesn't even let go of the righteous gods in the sky.

Soon, the green-haired lion monster Yuan Shen came back, and said with a proud face: "Okay, let's start betting on the rain now." ”

Well. Xuanzang squinted his eyes and nodded. Then gently stroked the fluff of the little white dragon and said, "Little white dragon, be good, get bigger and thicker...... Become a dragon!"

The little white dragon was stunned for a moment, and his face turned red. Then under the strange gaze of everyone, he still obediently turned into a white dragon soaring in the sky.

"Here, come and smell this pill. Xuanzang smiled and wiped the Dragon Transformation Pill on the little white dragon's nose.

"Master, don't rub my nose, it's so itchy!"

Ahh

Soon, the little white dragon couldn't help but struggle desperately to escape from Xuanzang's arms, and sneezed in the sky several times one after another.

Just after he sneezed, he saw the sky and clouds changing, and the sky was drizzling!

The green-haired lion monster was stunned, and immediately jumped up, and scolded the dead bald head, you cheat, this is not counted.

"Why don't you forget it, the poor monk asks you, is it raining?" Xuanzang rolled his eyes and said.

"It's raining, it's true, but ......" Before the blue-haired lion monster finished speaking, Xuanzang smiled again: "Then the poor monk asked you again, we just gambled on the rain, and didn't say how much rain it was going to be, right?"

The blue-haired lion monster was so angry that his face turned red, and he said in his heart that he was really capsized in the gutter now, and he was calculated by this dead bald head.

"Tang Sanzang, you are despicable and shameless, you have long known that Yunyu is from the dragon, even if the real dragon sneezes, there will be a drizzle in the sky. You're digging a pit for this seat, you're so ill-intentioned, are you still a monk?"

The blue-haired lion was so angry that his face turned pale, and he pointed at Tang Sanzang and scolded.

"Can't afford to play?" Xuanzang sneered, then slowly stood up and said, "It's okay, if you don't admit defeat, the poor monk can gamble with you again, what do you think?"

"This seat ......" the green-haired lion monster wanted to speak and stopped, he wanted to agree immediately, but his eyes rolled, but he said in a deep voice: "Yes, but this gamble is up to me." ”

"No problem, if the poor monk wins, you have to promise to do three things for the poor monk. Xuanzang said slowly: "If the poor monk loses, then I will promise you to learn the scriptures, how about it?"

The blue-haired lion monster nodded, thinking to himself that you bastard cheated Lao Tzu once, could it be that you can trap me a second time?

The blue-haired lion monster's eyes rolled around, and then slapped his thigh, and said with a smile: "Since you have seen through that the king of the black chicken country is fake, do you have the ability to bring this dead king back to life?"

The blue-haired lion monster thought to himself that the king of the Black Rooster Country had been dead for three years, and he had already been sent to reincarnation, even if Tang Sanzang's hands and eyes reached the sky, it would be impossible to reverse the yin and yang and bring the king of the Black Rooster Country back from the dead!

"What's so difficult about this?" Xuanzang smiled slightly, and then flicked his sleeves, only to see the remnant soul of the king of the Wuji Kingdom appear in front of everyone.

"This ...... You still have the soul of this king!"

The blue-haired lion monster looked shocked, but soon smiled fiercely: "What if you have a remnant soul? If you don't have a physical body, his remnant soul is like a rootless canopy, and it will soon disappear." ”

"What's the hurry? Xuanzang waved his hand again, and soon Zhu Bajie came over with the body of the king of the black chicken country on his back.

"Tang Sanzang, are you a pit or not?" The blue-haired lion monster almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, and looked at the people in front of him with wide eyes.

What's wrong, who are these people, who can still find the remnant soul and body of the king of Wuji Country after three years!

"Hmph, even if you find these two, what can you do, this seat looks at the languishing appearance of this remnant soul, it is estimated that it will be wiped out in less than a moment, so you will lose this gamble!"

The blue-haired lion monster sneered and said proudly: "Tang Sanzang, the winner in the end is still this seat." And you're going to lose a lot!"

"If you kneel and beg for this seat now, this seat can also consider letting you go. The blue-haired lion monster was not without pride, looking at the remnant soul of the king of the black chicken country in front of him, like the wind, and sneering constantly.

"You ......" When the king of the black chicken country saw this green-haired lion monster, he was so angry that he almost lost his soul.

"Hehe, the poor monk dares to let the king's remnant soul appear, so naturally there are means to restore him to normal. ”

"It's just that the poor monk is very curious, didn't you pretend to be the king in the court at the beginning? But why did you appear somewhere else and personally push the king of the black chicken country down the ancient well?"

A strange smile hung on the corner of Xuanzang's mouth, but he pretended to be a great curiosity and desire to learn.

"What's so difficult about this, this seat is just a distraction, as long as I separate a trace of divine consciousness, and then attach to the palace minion, I can easily control him to push people down the well. ”

The blue-haired lion monster is very proud, this magical ability is not something that any god can do.

However, he could easily do it.

"Poor Monk...... Don't believe it, unless you ......" Xuanzang raised his head and looked disbelieving.

"Hmph, frog at the bottom of the well, now this seat will let you have a long insight, let you see the power of the disciples of Manjushri Bodhisattva!"

The green-haired lion monster snorted coldly, and immediately separated a wisp of remnant soul.

"It's worthy of being a god, this magic is really powerful!"

When Xuanzang saw it, he hurriedly clapped his hands and said yes, with a look of admiration.

"Hehe, in vain you still call yourself a Tang Dynasty holy monk, it's really unheard of...... Wait, what do you want to do, stop, stop!"

The blue-haired lion monster was quite proud and said complacently. But as soon as he was halfway through his words, he watched Tang Sanzang wave his sleeves, and then the wisp of divine soul that he had separated was gone!

"It's nothing, it's just that it has just rained, the weather is a little stuffy, and the poor monk is just cooling off with a sleeve fan. Xuanzang said with a smile.

Fan your sister's coolness, you clearly took away the soul of this seat, and you are still pretending!

The blue-haired lion monster was angry, but Xuanzang said with a smile: "Are you mistaken, the poor monk didn't do anything?"

Xuanzang flicked his sleeves, and the sleeves were empty!

"A wisp of the soul of this seat...... Disappeared out of thin air?" The blue-haired lion monster was dumbfounded, and before he could react, he heard the king of the black chicken country next to him burp.

When he looked at it, he saw that the king of the Wuji Kingdom was like drinking a great tonic wine, his old face was red, and he was swaying in front of him.

After careful identification, the blue-haired lion monster found that his wisp of divine soul was actually mixed into the remnant soul of the king of the Wuji country.

The spirit of this seat!

The blue-haired lion monster screamed and almost fainted.