Chapter 207: Seven Killings

"Seven kills?"

Wukong couldn't help but sneer, this killer organization, this was the first time he had heard of it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But it's a coincidence, isn't the Seven Joy of Fengmen Village called Seven Killings now?

"Seven kills?"

Wukong spat on the ground and sneered, "What seven killings?

"Hehe, haven't you heard of it?" It doesn't matter!" The man in black turned his head to look at the two companions, and snorted coldly: "From today onwards, starting from you, I will surely regain the glory of a thousand years ago!" After speaking, the cold knife in his hand shook and he pounced.

When the other two saw that the leader had already moved, they did not speak, but shook the weapon in their hand and surrounded and killed them.

"Is this the beginning?" Wukong glanced at the three of them, his monkey teeth were bared, and his body floated, and he lost his trace in an instant.

"Uh... What about people?" the three people who swirled over were stunned for a moment, and they secretly felt bad in their hearts.

Bang bang bang!

Listening to three consecutive foot sounds, the three killers of the seven kills didn't react, but they all received a kick from Wukong on the buttocks.

"Seven kills?" Wukong's body floated in the air and sneered: "Do you know that Master Dao I have an apprentice called Seven Kills, if you want to fight with the master, it is simply death!"

After hearing this, the man in black was stunned, his heart was ruthless, he beckoned the two of them, and killed them again.

Wukong couldn't help laughing, although these three guys are extraordinary and know a little bit of assassination, but their mana is not high, in his eyes, it is not a dish.

"Hehe!" he shook his head, his bare hands, his body floating in the air, and instantly dodged the fierce move of the three of them in the oblique stab.

He was thinking about that Xu Xian in his heart, and he was ruthless, snapping, kicking and slashing, and instantly put the three people to the ground.

"Hmph, what are the seven killings? This kind of small character dares to be sent to kill me, and he looks down on my grandson too much!" he kicked the man in black who was in the lead, thought about it, and threw their corpses into the Bodhi world with shaking his hand.

What are these seven kills, this mission failed, according to the rules of the killer organization, it will definitely be attacked and killed again soon, it seems that I have to pay attention to it.

"Hmph, if I let me know who wants to plot against Lao Sun, I will kill you and leave you a chicken dog!"

After dealing with everything in front of him, he quickly turned around, and with a single lunge flew to the place where the child had been.

But alas, there, where is there still a trace of the child.

"Why did you leave so quickly?"

He dodged into the alleyway, searched back and forth several times, and then jumped on the roof to carefully search the nearby area, but still found no trace of the child.

"Strange?"

He fell from the roof and scratched his head very unwillingly, "I finally met it, how did this go wrong, why did it get lost?"

Ringing the little white dragon's entrustment, he suddenly felt very annoyed.

What's wrong with you, why did you lose a living child?

After thinking about it, his figure flashed, and he looked in several possible directions again.

After searching for an hour, Wukong was very reluctant to stop looking.

"Alas!"

Under the light, the back of the monkey is stretched thin and slender, like an old tree bent by the wind and snow.

"Could it be that you were captured by those seven killers?"

He hammered his head in great annoyance, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart for no reason.

Hundreds of years ago, I met that child by chance in the Great Song Empire in Dongsheng Shenzhou, but at that time, I missed it because I didn't know that he was the son of Xiao Bailong.

But now, the situation is different!

That child has been hundreds of years, his body is still so weak, and now he is sleeping on the street, his little face is red from the cold, and his clothes are in tatters.

If he is really Xu Xian, the son of Little White Dragon, but he passed by like this, then when Little White Dragon wakes up in the future, how should he explain it?

Could it be that you are not optimistic?

Or did you say that you didn't care and let the child run away by himself?

What a joke!

This damn seven kills!

If they hadn't stopped it, how could they have let the child go missing.

It's annoying!

He walked in a trance, completely unaware of the cold, as helpless as if he had lost his soul.

When he returned to the inn, the little rabbit had woken up, and at this time, he was lying on the bed, with a pair of big eyes looking in the direction of the door.

Seeing Wukong push the door in, it immediately jumped with joy, but unfortunately the wound was not healed, so it could only shake its ears desperately.

Wukong reluctantly regained his senses, took out the cooked beef, fed it to the rabbit, and helped to check the wound.

The rabbit's wound heals faster, mainly thanks to the wound medicine left by the tortoise.

After eating the beef, Goku asked the little rabbit to continue to rest on the bed to recover as soon as possible.

Seeing that it was not yet time to fall asleep, he frowned and planned to go out to breathe.

Because of Xu Xian's matter, he is a little in a trance now.

He thought about it secretly, and decided to go out early tomorrow morning to find out and try his luck, otherwise, he would indeed be unwilling.

The little rabbit seems a little unhappy when he sees that Goku is going out again.

She shook her little head gently and squeaked a few times.

There was no way, after thinking about it, Wukong had to gently pick it up, a monkey and a rabbit, along the stairs of the inn, and quietly came to the roof.

Sitting on the roof, Wukong held the rabbit in his arms, and both guys looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and for a while, they were a little distracted.

The cold wind blew slightly, and the little rabbit couldn't help but shiver.

It shrunk its neck and drilled slightly into Goku's arms. At this time, her whole body was covered by Goku's clothes, leaving only a pair of long ears and a pair of big eyes outside, looking at the sky above her head intently.

In the sky, the moon hangs high, the stars are dotted, and the surrounding clouds loom in the sky.

The street downstairs is still bustling with people, busy preparing New Year's goods, in order to welcome the New Year, it seems to have forgotten the late night, it seems that the New Year is full of flavor, and there are many blessings.

"Alas!" Wukong sighed faintly, frowned, and couldn't help but think of Xu Xian's child again.

The rabbit in his arms stared at the bright moon above his head, and suddenly squeaked twice.

Goku came back to his senses and looked down.

The rabbit saw Goku looking down at her and squeaked twice.

"What, you like the moon?"

"Squeak. ”

"Then you... Want to go up to the moon?"

"Squeak!" the rabbit squeaked twice.

"To the moon? Do you want to see Chang'e?"

"Squeak!" the rabbit nodded vigorously.

Wukong was gloomy when he heard it, "Although the moon is bright, Chang'e is beautiful, but there is only Chang'e on the moon all year round, for thousands of years, she has been lonely in the face of the whole moon, the fairy road is lonely and bleak, and you will only increase your troubles if you go!"

"Squeak!" the little rabbit suddenly lifted the clothes covering his head, raised his front paws slightly and scratched Goku's chest, as if in protest.

"Hehe, since you want to go, then you have to practice hard, and one day, when you can fly to the sky, you can go to the moon to see your Chang'e!"

The rabbit heard this, nodded, and reluctantly gave up.

On the street in the distance, a small earthy gray figure, trembling and trembling, holding a cooking cake in its small hand, was walking lonely in the crowd.

Wukong's eyes were sharp, and he quickly stood up, "Well, isn't that Xu Xian?"