Chapter 318: The Bottomless Abyss (2)

"Help!"

Wukong was still thinking about the somewhat weird scene just now, and his eardrums were shocked to wake up by the throat of Bazhen Chicken. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

By the way, just thinking about it, I haven't figured out who saved them in danger just now?

He quickly turned around, swept his eyes, and saw that four or five meters away from him, a beautiful man in purple clothes was looking at him vividly.

"You are ... Why do I seem to have seen you somewhere?"

"Why, don't you remember me so soon?" the purple-clothed blue man stood there playfully, raising his hand and brushing the blue silk on his forehead.

"Are you Mo Chengcheng?"

Wukong's voice was a little hesitant, because the person in front of him looked too much like Mo Tingcheng or Mo Tingxian, but this purple dress made it a little difficult for him to judge for a while.

"Mo Chengcheng?" the person on the other side blinked, looking a little surprised.

"Why, aren't you?" the monkey was a little dumbfounded.

"Who is that person you just said?"

"Ahh The monkey smiled a little awkwardly, "Then are you Mo Tianxian?"

"Mo Tianxian?" The person on the other side really couldn't laugh this time, "Who is Mo Tianxian?"

"What?" the monkey's smile froze and he couldn't laugh anymore.

This, what the hell is going on, is there a third woman who is exactly the same?

He scratched his head vigorously, it was really embarrassing to admit the wrong person, and he still admitted the wrong person twice, it was so embarrassing!

He wanted to take a look with his fiery eyes, but he was afraid of abrupt others, so he stayed there and looked quite helpless.

"Giggles... The person on the other side looked at Wukong's embarrassment, covered his lips lightly with his slender hand, and let out a laugh like a silver bell.

Then, as if she remembered something, she quickly crossed her arms, quickly blocked her chest with her arms, and glared at Wukong and said, "Don't use perspective to look at me, I know that you have a special method." ”

"Special method?" Wukong was stunned, still a little strange in his heart, what does this woman mean by crossing her hands inexplicably?

"Hey!" he scratched his bald head, and only then did he pat his head and say, "Hey, I didn't expect that I didn't even find out your true identity when I looked away." ”

"Hmph, then who am I!" Zi Yi pursed her mouth and snorted lightly.

"Hehe!" the monkey scratched his head embarrassedly and said with a smile: "Aren't you the Mo Chengcheng of the Shenzang Stone Workshop, who else can there be?"

"Hmph, I thought you forgot me?" Mo Qingcheng pursed his lips slightly, and then his body flew lightly to the mouth of the cave that was broken and sunken just now.

"By the way, who is that Mo Tianxian you just talked about?"

"Someone who looks exactly like you. ”

Wukong looked at Mo Qingcheng's slender back, seemed to be lost for a moment, and then slapped his head hard and walked to her side silently.

"Don't say it, except for the difference in dress and temperament, the two of you are simply one person!"

"Oh, is there such a coincidence?" Mo Qingcheng turned his head to look at the monkey steadily, and then looked down at the huge black rumbling hole at his feet.

"By the way, you just said that the two of us are simply one person except for our different dresses and temperaments, so what is the difference between the two of us. ”

"Ahh Is this?" The monkey really felt embarrassed, he scratched the back of his hand lightly, thought for a moment, and then said: "She, dressed in white, is cold and arrogant, while you, smart, calm, lively... ”

"Lively what?"

The monkey smacked his lips, swallowed hard, and said helplessly: "Uh, you are more lively and cute than her!"

"Really?" Mo Qingcheng looked down at the depths of the cave and seemed to ask casually.

"Hey!" the monkey pinched his thigh hard, and complained inwardly: "For no reason, why do I say that others are cute and lively, it's really numb!"

"By the way, how did you end up here out of thin air? ？”

Wukong thought for a while, and still couldn't help but ask such a sentence, but as soon as this sentence came out, he instantly regretted it a little.

Is there really such a coincidence in this world?

"Then what do you say?" Mo Qingcheng raised his hand and stroked a wisp of green silk hanging down from his forehead, and the corners of his mouth were slightly mischievous, "Or, guess what?"

Wukong was stunned, what did he tell him to guess?

He turned his head to stare at Mo Qingcheng's pretty cheeks, and his heart seemed to be a little confused.

What the hell is going on?

Is this woman on the other side really Mo Chengcheng?

His heart instantly became a little confused, but with thousands of years of penance, he immediately reaffirmed his will.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, good men don't fight women!" he could only comfort himself silently.

"Hey, hey, hey, I said, you two are so crooked that you two are chirping there that you are all there, why did you forget about us two big people?"

The nine-colored bird fluttered its little wings and flew above the entrance of the cave and circled, its beak opening and closing up and down, and it chirped for a while.

"And me, and me!" Bazhen Chicken jumped on the ground a few times, and just wanted to get a few more moments, but was swept into the grass by Wukong's kick.

"Your uncle!" it took Bazhen a long time to get up from the grass, and the chicken's mouth was full of dirt and grass roots, and it looked very embarrassed.

"Hehe, these two strange birds, they're really cute!" Mo Qingcheng said with a smile. "I was in the Shenzang Stone Workshop before, why didn't I find it?"

When the two second-class goods heard this, they immediately raised their proud little chests.

"Hmph! These two guys are so long-winded, I really want to burn them when they burn them!"

"You, how dare you!" the eight treasured chickens and the nine-colored birds trembled.

"It's really unreasonable to speak out!"

"Monks should be compassionate!"

Mo Qingcheng stared at Wukong's bald head for a few more moments, and then smiled: "By the way, when you were in the imperial capital of the Great Liang, weren't you a Taoist priest? Why did you shave your hair and become a bald monk today? What is your true identity?"

Wukong's face changed slightly, but the different color was fleeting.

By the way, since he has changed his identity, how did Mo Chengcheng recognize himself?

"Ahem!" he coughed a few times dryly, and covered himself up a little embarrassedly, "Ahem! The monks don't speak, I was originally a monk, and pretending to be a Taoist priest is also because my bald head is too disgusted, and there is no way to do it, and besides, the Great Liang Empire advocates Taoist doctrine, and I, a bald monk, wander around the streets there, which is not appropriate!"

"Is that really the case?" Mo Qingcheng glared, his eyes swept Wukong slightly, and then raised his chin lightly, and did not continue to ask.

Wukong Javelin generally stands in front of the entrance of the cave, looking down at the deep hole under his feet, his face does not change color and his heart does not beat.