The corners of Sha Seng's mouth twitched, his face turned red, and he wanted to die.

Xindao This damn guard has nothing to do when he is full, why is he so lacking in virtue, can he let people finish his words well.

"Since this is the case, then without further ado, I can only grieve the holy monk!" the king of the bhikshu kingdom smiled slightly, then his face sank, and he decisively ordered someone to raise his sword and move forward.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die!" Sha Seng was so panicked that his face changed, and when he looked back, he saw the young man with the guard armor smiling at him through the helmet, and then raised the very heavy golden knife with one hand!

", this guy has such a strong arm!" Not only the sand monk, but even the king of the bhikshu country and the others couldn't help but gasp.

"I can't imagine that there are such people in the country of bhikshus!" the white-faced fox couldn't help but praise.

The sand monk was so panicked that he struggled again and again, but he was held down by the guard with one hand, and he couldn't even move.

Sha Seng looked up, but he felt a familiar gaze, and then the golden light flashed, and the golden knife path slashed down.

The cold wind blew across his face, and the sand monk was so frightened that his soul flew away, he didn't expect that he would follow Tang Sanzang to learn the scriptures, and he would die here, he was really jealous of the talent.

"I don't know if I will go to the underworld after I die? It's over, this dead monk has done so many bad things all day long, will I be sent to the eighteenth layer of hell!"

Sha Seng felt remorse in his heart, but to his surprise, when he opened his eyes, he found that he was still fine, but the rope that tied him was completely split by the golden knife at once.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

Not only the sand monks, but even the king of the bhikshu country and others also changed their faces drastically, and they all stared at the guards who were in charge.

"Who are you! Why do you want to let Tang Sanzang go? You can't turn the sky upside down!" the white-faced fox was the first to stand up, angrily pointing at the sword guard and scolding.

"Hehe!" the guard squinted, and then sang slowly, "I will split the sky with a sword, follow me to learn the scriptures, who will our opponent be?" In all the books, why is it not written, where is our western heaven......

White-faced fox and others: "......"

Damn, I'm not asking where you're going, I'm asking you what you're doing!

Can you stop singing yet, it's so catchy!

The corners of the white-faced fox's eyes twitched, and before he could continue to get angry, the white deer spirit next to him showed a look of fear, and then pointed at the guard and said, "You...... You are Tang Sanzang?!"

What the?!

Everyone was shocked, and then a hearty voice resounded through the main hall.

"That's right, the poor monk is the Tang Sanzang who is ten miles fragrant, and he can live forever if he eats it!" the armored guard slowly took off his silver hat, revealing his familiar face.

"Master, you have finally come to save Lao Sha, Lao Sha is so moved!" Monk Sha was so happy that tears were about to flow out.

It's just a little bit, and I'm going to splash the palace with blood, it's so dangerous!

"It turns out that you are Tang Sanzang!Come on, take him down, and use his heart to refine my elixir!" said the king of the bhikshu kingdom with great joy.

Tang Sanzang: "......"

"Ahem, Your Majesty, the poor monk has already said that you can live forever by eating my flesh, why do you still want to take the heart of the poor monk?" Tang Sanzang couldn't guess the IQ of the king of this bhikshu country.

"Hmph, my teeth are not good, and I can't bite the flesh!" said the king of the bhikshu kingdom sincerely.

"Ahem, in that case, the boy who drank the poor monk's urine also has this effect. If Your Majesty doesn't mind, the poor monk can offer the treasure immediately!" Tang Sanzang offered a plan to save the country.

White-faced fox and others: "......"

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for angering the king of the bhikshu kingdom and rewarding experience points +5!"

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for playing the white-faced fox and others, and reward +20 experience points!"

Tang Sanzang: "......"

What's the matter, this experience point is really too small, it seems that the poor monk is still too gentle.

Tang Sanzang squinted his eyes and looked at the guards who rushed out and surrounded himself and the Sand Monks, his originally gloomy and depressed eyes lit up.

"Tang Sanzang, you have been surrounded, if you still have the slightest compassion, then exchange your Seven Exquisite Hearts for the lives of more than a thousand children!" The white-faced fox laughed, and his laughter was full of hideous meaning.

"Tang Sanzang, you are doomed to defeat if you go to the meeting alone, the old man advises you to be captured, maybe you can still leave a whole corpse!" Bai Lu Jing took a deep breath and slowly raised the Panlong crutch.

I saw the golden light burst out, completely suppressing Tang Sanzang and the others.

"This is a magic weapon, the poor monk feels that he has to fight with the flying dragon staff of Lingji Bodhisattva. Tang Sanzang raised his head slightly, he felt that the Panlong crutch exuded a trace of peaceful aura, which made people feel full of vitality.

The originally tired body, all the rushing and tiring fatigue were all taken away, and the whole person instantly became alive and well.

"This ...... Is this magic weapon used in this way?Why does this palace feel a little mysterious?" The white-faced fox looked at Tang Sanzang, who was fierce and fierce, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and looked at the white deer spirit with suspicion.

Bai Lujing looked confused, then took back the Panlong crutches, and said with a look of grievance: "My master didn't tell me how to use it." Just when I was leaving, tell me that as long as this magic weapon is there, I can protect me from death!"

White-faced fox: "......"

It's very suspicious to keep you from dying, can this magic weapon really be used to kill people?

No matter how you look at it horizontally and vertically, it doesn't look like it at all!

"Tang Sanzang, this palace can tell you clearly! No matter what, as long as you step out of this palace, those more than a thousand children will be killed by heartwork on the same day!" the white-faced fox looked at Tang Sanzang with a smirk, and then said slowly.

"You didn't kill them with your own hands, but they died because of you. Even if you achieve positive results in the future, more than 1,000 children will turn into evil spirits and haunt your heart!"

"Whether you go or not, you decide for yourself!"

The white-faced fox did not rush to make a move, but used words to squeeze Tang Sanzang, because she believed that Tang Sanzang, who was chosen by the Buddha, would definitely make the most correct choice!

"Are you threatening the poor monk?" Tang Sanzang raised his eyebrows, and instead of being angry, he smiled.

"Don't dare, this palace is just to see if Tang Sanzang, who has learned scriptures from the West, is it really compassionate, and whether it is for the sake of purifying sentient beings!" The white-faced fox Zhizhu was holding it, and looked at Tang Sanzang with a wicked smile.

"Well, the poor monk asks you, these more than a thousand children, have the poor monks and their mothers ever had the grace of rain and dew?" Tang Sanzang smiled slightly.

White-faced fox: "......"

What's the matter, your question is very tricky, aren't you afraid of being beaten to death?