Chapter 132: Farewell

Many things you don't expect are often planned for a long time.

......

Sun Wukong's body stiffened, and even his breathing seemed to have come to a standstill.

He tilted his head, turned his head mechanically, opened his mouth slightly, and looked at Yan Xiaowu in a daze.

There is one more thing in this world that Sun Wukong can't figure out.

Yan Xiaowu stood in the middle of the main hall, her expression was indifferent and calm, like a Buddha who had seen through the world, and everything in this world could no longer arouse her the slightest joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

"For ...... Ah~uh...... Yes...... For ...... Ahh............h

Sun Wukong desperately opened his mouth wide, full of depression, and the hoarse sound like sand rubbing against it came out of his throat with difficulty.

With an angry face, he shoved his hand into his mouth, his sharp nails cutting jagged wounds into his mouth.

Dark red blood kept coming out of his mouth, hitting the polished and smooth stone slab under his feet, condensing into a small pool of blood, slowly flowing in all directions, merging with the blood of countless mortals.

"For ...... Yes...... Ahh......h Why...... Uhhhhh

"Dumb, I don't want to go any further. ”

Yan Xiaowu's lips pursed slightly, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and her expression was full of loneliness and melancholy, but there was a hint of relief.

"Dumb, I'm almost fifty years old, and I'll die in a few years, and I remember before, I said, I'm going to die before you. ”

Yan Xiaowu smiled, but shallow folds silently appeared in the corners of her eyes, forehead, and cheeks.

Sun Wukong suddenly found that Yan Xiaowu's black hair on her temples had turned white, and her posture that had stood alone in the past was also rickety, symbolizing the wrinkles of old age that had grown on Yan Xiaowu's face that was no longer young.

Originally, originally......

A sudden fear surged towards Sun Wukong in all directions like an endless tide, he trembled all over, and his eyes were filled with endless panic and uneasiness.

It turned out that Yan Xiaowu would definitely die in the future, even if Sun Wukong protected her well and didn't let her be hurt at all, he couldn't save Yan Xiaowu's life after all.

Flowers have a reblooming day, and no one is young.

Sun Wukong hung his head in frustration, staring at the red-dyed ground in a daze.

The national teacher, who was standing beside the king, saw this. The light flashed in his eyes, and the whole person suddenly disappeared from the spot, and the ghost appeared in the sky above Sun Wukong.

His black robe bulged unnaturally, and fell ghostly, slapping a palm on the top of Sun Wukong's head, and then turning his palm into a claw, and the sharp nails actually pierced the monkey's skin and embedded it in the flesh.

Sun Wukong only felt that it was a golden hoop stick smashed on the door of his brain, and his head was shocked by the huge force as if it was about to explode, and it was like countless fine needles piercing his brain, which was painful.

"Ahh~!"

Sun Wukong slammed one knee on the ground, he raised his head, his eyes were covered with scarlet bloodshots, his forehead was covered with green tendons, and his teeth were clenched together.

The corners of the national teacher's mouth were hooked, looking down at Sun Wukong, who was restrained by himself, and smiled contemptuously: "It's just a monkey with a little bit of bravery, and he dares to be presumptuous in front of this seat!"

Sun Wukong's eyes were about to split, his hands were raised high, his five fingers were bent into a strange arc, and then two red lights burst out from his eyes, and his knees that smashed on the ground instantly straightened up, and all the stone slabs around him cracked.

The flat ground seemed to be like a thunderclap, the air waves were surging, and the gravel was splashing, Sun Wukong actually won the control of the national teacher, turned around and pounced on the national teacher, and directly cut out his right eye with one claw.

"Ahhh

The national teacher kicked Sun Wukong out with one kick, covered his bleeding right eye with one hand, staggered a few steps, tripped over the steps, and sat on the ground with his butt.

He pointed at Sun Wukong not far away with a hideous face, and roared viciously: "Kill him! Kill him!"

"Ahem~ahem!"

Sun Wukong lay on the ground, two mouthfuls of blood spurted out of his mouth, he took a deep breath, supported the ground with his hands, and got up tremblingly.

The soldiers held their shields one after another, staring at Sun Wukong cautiously, but no one dared to step forward.

Sun Wukong shook his heavy head, raised his head, and looked at the king on the throne, his sloppy eyes slowly began to condense, became firm, and finally shone brightly.

He dragged his heavy steps, slowly moving forward, and then walked up the steps, one, two, three......

The king raised his eyes to the trail of bloody footprints behind the monkey.

"Three hundred armor soldiers, can't you stop a monkey?"