Chapter 195 No Flowers

Seeing that several monkeys had escaped, the soldiers secretly said that they were unlucky, so they had to point to the crowd of onlookers and scold, and after reluctantly venting their anger in their hearts, they finally had no choice but to leave. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wukong hid in the distance, watching all this, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

What's going on?

The government in the world actually wants to arrest him Sun Wukong?

And there are notices everywhere that he is wanted?

What's going on?

A planet that has been lost in the fairy world for many years, and a small capital of the Great Liang Kingdom, how can it become so noisy?

Even if you arrest him, why do you want to arrest his comrades?

What kind of errand is this?

It is said that he was conspired and framed, in the final analysis, it should be a matter between Heavenly Court, or between immortal cultivators, how can even mortal officials be involved now?

This Great Liang Empire is just a mortal regime, doesn't it want to continue to exist in the world?

Could it be that the official and the emperor are not afraid of getting into trouble, and he will step on the mountains and rivers and overturn the dragon veins?

Still is... ？

The imperial core of this Great Liang Empire has been controlled by people with ill intentions, and it is already an extraordinary human empire?

Thinking that his current mana was still very weak, Wukong had a big head.

What the hell is going on?

No matter how loud and jealous his name is, he is just the king of Huaguo Mountain and the head of a group of wild monkeys, and he has no right to speak!

Although he has tens of thousands of monkey soldiers under his command and has defeated 100,000 heavenly soldiers, he has been like water for 500 years, and he has no quarrel or disturbance, who has he provoked?

And that Tang Seng, why did he change so much?

Is that really Tang Seng, or... ？

No, I have a sharp eye, I shouldn't be mistaken!

There is also a possibility that someone took away his true body, or even his original god?

As soon as he thought of this, his monkey heart suddenly trembled inexplicably. It's terrible to take away the original god.

However, it doesn't seem like it!

There is also Bajie's entangled eyes that want to speak.

There are also those who came out to plot against him, although there are many of them, now that I think about it carefully, most of them are lower immortals and upper immortals, and their mana realm is much lower than him.

Of course, that's just on the façade.

After all, the person who can invite the four swords of the Immortal to come out and kill him, just with this connection, the power will definitely scare people to death!

But who is behind this?

What is the purpose of hurting yourself?

What a headache!

He looked at the sky with monkey eyes, and really wanted to shout: "Grandma Dixiong, who did my grandson provoke whom, and he was so wronged by the sky!"

He walked while thinking, and before he knew it, he had come to a stone workshop.

Looking up, I saw that the gate of Shifang was about more than a foot high, very magnificent, and there were two big men standing at the door. On the left side of the door stands a brown boulder that is four meters high and more than two meters wide, with four big characters written on it: Shenzang Stone Fang. The font is sharp and very atmospheric.

"Shenzang Stone Workshop, what kind of shop is this?"

Wukong glanced at the two big men, and wanted to ask, but he didn't know how to speak, and when he was hesitating, he heard a noise behind him, and a shrill voice shouted: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, the great master of the treasure is coming, quickly give way!"

"Great Treasure Master, what the hell is it?" Wukong flashed and quickly got out of the way.

When I looked back, I saw more than a dozen people clustering around a little old man with white hair and yellow beard walking menacingly.

After a closer look, I saw that this little old man had a triangular face, mouse eyebrows, and a goatee, and he looked very strange.

At this moment, he nodded at the old man with a goatee, turned around and shouted at the crowd in front of him, it was the master who had just shouted that the great master of treasure had been killed.

A group of people walked past Wukong in a hula, followed by many people watching the excitement, and walked into the Shenzang Stone Workshop in front of them.

Seeing everything in front of him, Wukong couldn't help but be curious, "Shenzang Stone Workshop, what kind of treasure connoisseur is there, what is it doing?"

After thinking about it, he followed the crowd and wanted to go inside with his legs, but unexpectedly, the big man on the right suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him, his eyes widened, blocking his way.

"Hey, I said you big man, you want to go in and have a look, why don't you let me in?"

"You?" the big man sneered softly in his nostrils, rubbed his right fingers, looked at the sky, and ignored them.

"I'm going, why do you even need money to enter the door?" Wukong rolled his eyes helplessly, "This fucking entrance still has to collect money, what kind of broken stone is this?"

"I'm a Taoist priest, a Taoist priest who cultivates immortals!" Wukong calmed down, stretched out his hand and shook the Buddha Zen in his hand, and struck a wave with his right hand.

"Daoist?" The big man didn't even glance at Wukong when he heard this, and sneered: "My Great Liang Empire adheres to Buddhism, you stinky Taoist priests, you know how to steal chickens and dogs, swagger and deceive all day long, and let me go wherever I like!"

"Uh, you don't like Taoist priests?" Wukong was a little confused, he knew that this was the case, and it would be good to become a monk.

Dahan was a little impatient, "Stinky Taoist, if you can't enter, you will give money if you enter, if you don't enter, hurry up and get out of Lao Tzu!"

"I'll go, the Taoist priest is here, why is he so statusless?"

The monkey is a little helpless, who calls himself not aware of the market and has become wrong?

Thinking of this, he reached into his arms, groped for a long time, took out a piece of silver, and handed it to the big man.

"Humph!" The big man took the silver, shook it in his hand, rolled his eyes, and got out of the way.

"How can this be reasonable!" Wukong bared his teeth and walked towards the stone workshop very depressed.

"The one in front of you slow!" a voice sounded from behind him.

Wukong paused, turned around, and turned back.

A young monk, nibbling on a big turkey leg in one hand and a bewitching woman in the other, walked over while laughing.

"Just now, but you called me?"

"It's not me, is there anyone else here?" the young monk spat out a bone on the ground, and rubbed his greasy five fingers on the bewitching woman's chest, with a dissolute expression.

"Uh, okay then!" Wukong was a little speechless, where did this monk come from, a mouthful of meat and a handful of women, why is he so unobtrusive?

"May I ask this little monk, what is the matter with me?"

"Looking for you?" The young monk reached out and touched the woman's face, and chuckled: "Look at this little Taoist, he really knows how to ask!"

The bewitching woman giggled when she heard this.

Wukong was stunned, how did he answer?

"My name is Wuhua!"

The monk suddenly stretched out his greasy hand, and looked straight at Wukong with a pair of beautiful eyes, as if a flower had bloomed on Wukong's face.