Chapter 59: The Dawn of the Night
It's okay to fight, you can't fight, but you can't lose, and you can't lose if you die.
When a discerning person sees it, he will think that there is something wrong with this, but Sun Wukong, who claims to be Qi Tian, doesn't think so.
As long as he doesn't admit it, then no one can say that he lost.
He won't admit it if he kills.
......
The Elephant King was stunned for a second, and then wiped the saliva from his face with a calm expression. His hand that was holding Sun Wukong's neck suddenly increased its strength, making the monkey who the elephant king thought stupid and unbearable realize that his heart was not at peace.
Sun Wukong grinned, forced a stiff smile, and headed towards the Elephant King.
This made the Elephant King even more unhappy.
"It's the first time in my life that I've been spat on and it's not a good feeling. There was a chill in his voice that he hadn't felt before.
"Phew!"
This time the monkey spit out accurately, pale red saliva sliding down the bridge of the elephant king's nose to the upper lip.
The Elephant King suddenly let go of his hand, and his gaze slowly followed the trajectory of Sun Wukong's fall, and finally stayed on Sun Wukong's face.
"What you spurn is the greatest king of the demon clan, and he doesn't deserve such an insult. ”
The demons were surprised to find that the Elephant King's eyes showed a bright murderous aura, but he himself who was immersed in this killing intent may not have noticed it.
"me!"
Sun Wukong instinctively wanted to clench his fists, but found that at this time, he didn't even have this bit of strength, and he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.
The Elephant King listened to Sun Wukong's words, fell silent, and looked at him with an extremely solemn expression.
After a long time, the elephant king said in his most ordinary tone, "Monkey, I'm really going to kill you!"
"Come on!" replied the monkey nonchalantly.
Six ears looked at these from afar, safely, he knew a lot, so he was not worried.
Even if it is like the king's powerful fist is about to hit Sun Wukong's head.
Sure enough, the golden rod in the corner suddenly buzzed and trembled, and at the last moment, it rose into the air, and with lightning speed, rolled up a strong gust of wind, and poked at the door of the elephant king's head, vowing to pierce his head in one fell swoop.
In the air, the trembling sound became louder and louder, as if to say to the elephant king defiantly, "Do you want to die together?"
The Elephant King retracted his fist and took two steps back, and the golden rod just passed him.
He may want to save his head, or he may suddenly give up the idea of killing Sun Wukong, and he will never see the most intuitive idea from his eyes like a deep pool.
Seeing this scene, Liu'er unconsciously unconsciously tangle his forehead gradually stretched.
"Look, I'll just say it's okay!" he muttered, secretly wiping the sweat from his palm.
The golden hoop stick hung in mid-air, stopping between the elephant king and Sun Wukong, and no longer trembled.
The elephant king looked at the golden hoop stick indifferently.
"You're going to stop me?"
"You gave all the mountains and seas to that monkey, what else are you going to do to stop me!"
The golden hoop stick was silent, probably because it couldn't speak, so it was silent.
He flew to Sun Wukong, unexpectedly knocked the monkey unconscious, and then fell from the air, plunged straight into the ground, and stayed beside the unconscious monkey, like a protector.
It's the Dharma Protector, but it looks a little weird.
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There is a mountain forest, there are no flowers, birds, fish and insects, birds and animals, no wind, no people, no sun, but no night, only a monkey.
What was outside the woods, the monkey didn't know, and he didn't go out.
Sun Wukong sat on the edge of the cliff, holding a fishing rod, not learning the old man to stare at the float vigilantly, and looked at the sky in the distance with nothing to do.
The edge of the sky is covered by clouds, and the clouds have never dispersed, Sun Wukong thought, will there be no edge on this day?
Suddenly, an old man with white hair and white clothes suddenly appeared on the edge of the cliff and stood with his hands in his hands.
Sun Wukong turned sideways and looked up, looked at him with a bitter face for a long time, and then loosened his brows and let out a long breath.
"Master, why are you here?"
"Shouldn't I come?" Bodhi asked rhetorically.
Sun Wukong shook his head and didn't answer him.
Bodhi's gaze fell on the fishing rod in the monkey's hand.
"Goku, what are you doing?"
"I'm fishing ......" Sun Wukong paused, looking at the shadow reflected on the lake, always feeling a little incongruous.
"Master, I know that there are no fish in this lake, but I am a monkey sitting on the edge of this cliff, holding a fishing rod and looking at it more freely. ”
Bodhi was amused by the monkey's words, and scolded with a smile, "A hairy monkey knows the freehand of a fart!"
"Let people know I'm happy to sit here!"
"In front of Lede, how can I not see it!"
"Master, your eyes have always been bad, the apprentice has never said it before, I thought the master himself knew. ”
"Don't tell me these bastard things!" Bodhi slapped the monkey on the back of the head.
"Your master is still your master!"
Sun Wukong stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, looking a little unhappy.
"But why did Master run over and let the apprentice do what he didn't want to do!"
"What do you not want?"
"No matter how Qi Tian lives, he is more comfortable than Sun Wukong, why let me go out and make those days miserable again?"
Bodhi looked at Sun Wukong with some hatred, "That Qi Tian can't even save himself now!"
"But Master......" Sun Wukong looked at the reflection of the lake again, and the face of the monkey in the water looked so languishing.
"I can't either. When the monkey found that he could not see his own eyes, and that the eyes in the lake were closed, he suddenly became a little frightened, and raised his head and looked helplessly at Bodhi.
"Bastard thing!" Bodhi glared at Sun Wukong, his white eyebrows upside down, and slapped another palm on the monkey's head.
"What kind of Tao have you cultivated and what you have done in the past few hundred years, you are just a stubborn stone without a father and mother, what kind of pity do you pretend to be here!" Bodhi pointed to Sun Wukong's nose and scolded, saying that saliva was flying, not so powerful.
Sun Wukong's lowered head and face became more and more gloomy, he put down the fishing rod in his hand and slowly clenched his fist.
"Old thing, you scold your grandfather again!"
"Bad monkey, you still want to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors!" Bodhi's face was even more angry, and he looked particularly hideous.
"Fuck you bad monkey!"
Sun Wukong landed on Bodhi's body with a punch, only to see Bodhi instantly turn into a cloud of fog and disperse.
"Next time you become my master, remember, don't slap my head, use it!"
After speaking, Sun Wukong picked up the fishing rod beside him, looked up at the twilight clouds in the sky, and whistled leisurely.
Suddenly, the wind rose behind Sun Wukong, and the wind swept the grass and fallen leaves and hit his back, which hurt tightly.
There has never been a wind in this mountain forest, and Sun Wukong is a little curious, wanting to see where this nameless wind comes from.
As soon as the monkey turned his head, he saw a piece of gold and iron coming towards him.
"Jin ......" He only had time to say a word before he was knocked off the cliff, along with the cliff under his feet.
Among the clouds, a piece of golden divine iron like a pillar of heaven and a god pillar leaned out, and it appeared magnificently, roaring through this ethereal world, taking away a monkey and a cliff between the mountains and forests.
The moment Sun Wukong fell into the lake, the monkey in the water slowly opened his eyes.
A black color spreads from the other side of the heaven and earth line, there is nothing special, just absolute black.
This world that never dawns is finally night.