The twelve hatreds of the Sword Monarch look like this?

Amitabha, thief—God, you can let the poor monk wash his eyes with some rain!

In all fairness, the red-haired young man is actually not that bad-looking.

It's a little handsome.

Of course, compared with myself, that is the gap between the salted fish in the stinky ditch and the peacock in the open screen.

The key is this temperament.

Compared to the twelve hatreds of this red-haired young man and the Sword Monarch, it is like the gap between Dick Si and Gao Fu Shuai.

But—

Does the Journey to the West have the twelve sword kings who hate this character?

Xuanzang's eyes widened.

And—

And the poor monk only pretended to be a one-page book before, and you have a character from the thunderbolt world on your back feet, this girl-

Traverser?

Or is it pure coincidence.

On the other side, Ji Dian had a somewhat strange face.

The feeling these five people give themselves -

It's exactly the same as my junior brother!

Especially that what a twelve hate!

Amitabha, can it be said that you can't come out and mix the poems that are very high now?

Dao Ji suddenly felt so tired.

If you think about it carefully, your appearance effect is really a little worse!

As for the villagers—

Well, they are already lying on the ground under Xuanzang's physical method, thinking about life, thinking about the sins of their lives, and they don't understand what is going on at all about the strange atmosphere at the scene.

"There's a page of book masters ahead!"

Suddenly, the red-haired young man at the head asked.

Ji Dian was stunned for a moment, and looked at Xuanzang a little strangely.

Could it be that —

What else is the cause and effect of this poem of the senior brother?

"Amitabha, a page of the poor monk's Hundred Generations of Jinglun, who is Your Excellency?"

Xuanzang's face was not red or panting, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"If it's really the master's face, the sword monarch will hate it twelve!"

The red-haired young man suddenly said in a dog-licking pattern that hated to see each other.

"The master is really a great supernatural power, he can take this huge demon casually, admire and admire!" the red-haired young man continued to lick.

"Amitabha, it's been awarded, where can the poor monk have any magical powers, it's just natural divine power. ”

Xuanzang said with a serious face.

Although, knowing that the other party must have ulterior motives when approaching him, he just needs to be false and wronged, and follow their words to see what these people are going to do.

Of course, the main thing is.

It's really nice to be licked!

Day –

Innate Divine Power?!

The corners of the red-haired youth's mouth twitched.

You great monk, shouldn't your common name be Chang Wei?

Is Gonggong Li okay?!

"Then this pet covered in golden fluff must be Yang Yi, Golden Winged Dapeng, it is really heroic!" The red-haired young man looked at Dahua, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this chicken should be very fragrant if it was roasted.

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Special mother, even if it's a young golden-winged roc, how can you look like such a chicken?!

Although he has been trying hard to tell himself that this is the young Golden-winged Dapeng, the red-haired young man feels that his brain is getting more and more mixed~

"Lin Bei is a pheasant, who is the golden-winged roc!"

Dahua suddenly looked at the red-haired young man unhappily and corrected!

The red-haired youth was stunned.

"It's okay, it's okay, the ugly duckling can turn into a white swan, the golden-winged roc is actually like you when he is young. The red-haired young man said casually.

It's just inexplicable, the red-haired young man himself believes his own nonsense,

Golden-winged Dapeng, is it like this when I was a child?

Dahua was stunned, and then it became popular instantly!

Your father is the Golden-winged Roc, and your father is not an adult!

Me, Big Flower!

Harem hens are more than you can imagine!

was about to get angry, but was stopped by Xuanzang's eyes.

"I wonder how many people are here?"

"Master, the five of us saw that there were demons and evil here, and they were about to subdue demons and eliminate demons, but they never thought that the master had already made a move, and they were really shocked, so they couldn't help but come to make friends. ”

The green-haired girl stepped forward and said sincerely.

"Amitabha, since he has the heart of subduing demons, Lao Wei is naturally willing to meet a few people, thinking that he was still suffering back then-hey, don't say it, don't say it~" Xuanzang made a look of shaking his head and seemed to be extremely distressed.

Suddenly, the five of them exchanged glances silently.

Sure enough—

Journey to the West is naturally a character who is unlikely to have a difficult situation.

But—

What if it's a traverser?

In the past experience, there are many travelers.

It's like I've been to the world of storms,

That world was completely chaotic directly, and the emperors, masters, gods, and demons were all cold.

Dominating the world will dominate the world.

The key is that the Dogecoin Tyrant will also return to the sect with ten thousand swords, one move and ten thousand swords will return to the sect, and the sword weapons within a radius of a hundred miles will be under his control, and Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun are also his loyal subordinates.

There are five people in that world.

There is also a world of smiling and proud rivers and lakes.

As soon as the five of them entered, they saw a smile and Yan Yan looked like a good person who was a gentleman.

And then—

Special mother, the whole world has been refined into a kingdom of God by that guy who claims to be Yue Buqun.

Play Nima too!

Traversers are not uncommon.

A page of the book travels to the world of Journey to the West, which doesn't seem to be a big deal.

In particular, the words of one page of the book made the five people more firm in this conjecture.

"Senior brother, do you know these people?"

Ji Dian stepped forward and asked curiously.

"Let's not talk about this for the time being, I don't know if my junior brother has ever found out the demon behind this water demon?"

Xuanzang diverted the topic.

Say more and make more mistakes, say less and make fewer mistakes, although both of us are fake, but the poor monk can act a little more like it.

Naturally, he asked, but he didn't expect the Dragon King of Hongjiang to condone his subordinates to do such a thing. Dao Ji said with a cold look on his face.

Xuanzang secretly said in his heart, sure enough.

There have been floods near the Hongjiang River in recent years, and I am afraid that the imperial court has long found out that it is the ghost of the Hongjiang Dragon Palace.

Otherwise, Li Shimin would not have made such a big move because of himself last time.

"It seems that this Dragon Palace is necessary to go. ”

Saying that, Xuanzang pinched the water demon's hand with slight force, and under the special skill, the strength directly penetrated the water demon's heart, and the next second his soul flew away.

"Senior brother, you're—"

Ji was stunned for a moment, the monks were merciful, and he also promised to let it go, so it was too much for the killer to be directly killed-

However, why do you feel that this violent style is very emotional!

"Amitabha, forgiveness is what the Buddha has to do, and all the poor monk has to do is send it to the Buddha. ”

Xuanzang said seriously.

Murder pays for life, and it is justified.

It's not green, so why forgive him!

"Let's go!"

At that moment, Xuanzang took the lead in the direction of Hongjiang.

"Master wait for us!"

At this moment, the five people have been completely confirmed.

This monk is definitely a page of a book that has crossed through the realm of suffering.

Take a look, take a look—

Kind eyebrows and kind eyes, spicy hands Buddha heart!

In addition to the violent monk in the bitter realm, what other monk in the Journey to the West world is so strong?!

The five of them hurriedly followed, after all, this is an amazing thigh!

"I don't know if the master of the page book has ever heard of a monk named Xuanzang. ”

Suddenly, the cold-faced woman who was in the third place asked.

Xuanzang paused.