"Monkey King"

"Who's calling my grandson?"

Sun Wukong opened his eyes, looked around, and saw no human figure, only on the Optimus Prime erected at the edge of the northeast corner of Zhuxian Terrace, there was a head hanging high, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the appearance was long unrecognizable.

Sun Wukong looked at the head suspiciously: "Are you talking?"

The mouth on the head opened and closed: "I have heard the prestige of the Monkey King Monkey King Monkey King in the Water Curtain Cave of Huaguo Mountain for a long time, and I can see it today, I am fortunate to have three lives, haha." The voice looked pleased.

Sun Wukong couldn't figure out what to be happy about meeting in this situation, one was being Lingchi, and the other only had one head left and wouldn't live long.

"Who are you?"

"I was a demon king a thousand years ago, but in front of your Monkey King, I don't dare to call myself a demon king. Three months ago, I was caught by the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals and hung here to be beheaded for public display. I don't want to have the fate to meet the Demon King of the Three Realms Monkey King today, forgive me for not having a body and not being able to give gifts, hahahaha. ”

Looking at the monster with only one head left, Sun Wukong asked strangely, "What are you laughing at? You are almost dead." ”

"Don't be afraid, don't you be afraid, aren't I not dead now? Hahaha, I often hear the story of your defeat of the heavenly soldiers, if one day, we can go out, I really want to continue to fight against the sky with you. ”

Sun Wukong sneered: "You only have one head left, how can you rebel against the sky?"

"I can help you scold. ”

"The gods will sew your mouth shut. ”

I glared at them with my eyes. ”

"They're going to gouge out your eyes. ”

The head was silent for a while, as if it was out of order, and suddenly became happy again: "It doesn't matter, I can still think, I can hate!

Sun Wukong was stunned.

Yes, only thoughts, no one can control them.

In this way, immortals are not omnipotent, they control the growth and death of all things, and control the fate of mortals, but they can't control what people think?

Sun Wukong remembered Huaguo Mountain's vow to follow his brothers to the death, as if he heard the words that the walker said to himself when he swore to sacrifice the flag when he didn't know the height of the sky: "Sun Wukong, you remember." “

"If the day crushes you, you split the day. “

"If this land detains you, you will crush it. ”

"We were born to be free, who would dare to be high?"

At that time, the sun was setting, the sky and the earth were vast, the waves were crashing on the shore, the waves were like snow, and the two scarlet flags on the shore were waving in the wind.

On the flag is the handwritten words of the walker: "Just because the heart is high and narrow, the heart wants to break the Yaotian!"

Under the two-pole flag, the demons stood in line, with solemn expressions and bright armor.

Everyone's eyes are on the Monkey King.

Behind the demons, a remnant sun spread on the East China Sea on the periphery of Huaguo Mountain, illuminating the sea water half red and half black.

The flowers on the other side of Huaguo Mountain are blooming with their last strength, decorating the mountains like a fairyland.

In the hunting wind, Sun Wukong wears a purple and gold crown and gold armor, standing proudly on the cliff by the sea, holding a big flag in his hand-

"Monkey King. “

The sun dyed the clouds in the western sky red, the sunset was like fire and blood, and Sun Wukong jumped high and pointed the banner of "Monkey King" to the sky.

His dazzling figure in the sunset was frozen in everyone's heart.

At that moment, the echo of the demons echoed all over the mountains, deafening, and the earth shook the mountains-

"Monkey King, Monkey King, Monkey King......"

Until the back.

"The Demon King of the Three Realms, Monkey King"

Sun Wukong's heart was suddenly full of pride again, Huaguo Mountain was destroyed, and my old grandson had to live a good life! Live to take revenge! How many monsters will be like this eight-tailed fox, only one head is left and refuse to give up? How many monsters regard themselves as their only hope?

Monkey King can die, but he can't admit defeat!

The Jade Emperor, the Queen Mother, and the Three Realms can control the fate of my grandson, but you can never control my thoughts, and you can never make me submit.

The flesh is humiliating, but the will is indestructible.

Sun Wukong smiled heartily at the head: "Hey, head, if my old grandson doesn't die, I will save you out." When the time comes, we will go together to conquer the Three Realms and Six Realms, and we will live and die together!"

Listening to Sun Wukong's bold words, the broken head responded loudly: "Good!"

Sun Wukong laughed and returned to the style of the demon king who led the demons of the Three Realms in the past.

At this time, the executioner stopped the knife amid Sun Wukong's laughter.

Sun Wukong looked at him inquiringly.

The executioner said: "If you cut it again, it will be the tenth knife, and the first nine knives will only cut the body, and from the tenth knife onwards, it will destroy the original god and break the soul." It hurts when you tear your soul, and it's even more like a thousand knives, if the Great Sage can't stand it, eat it in time. ”

The executioner quietly took out a piece of golden lotus-sized thing, which was the poison given to Sun Wukong by the golden cicada on the Lingxiao Palace.

"The golden cicada asked you to give it to me?"

"Yes. However, I just pretended to promise the golden cicada at first, I was timid, I was afraid of blood, how dare I disobey the rules of heaven. The executioner looked at Sun Wukong's eyes and said firmly, "But now I respect you, you are the Demon King of the Three Realms, and I really can't bear you to be tortured." ”

"Haha, thank you, little brother, but don't disobey the rules. Looking at the little fairy in front of him, Sun Wukong thought that it seemed that the gods were also good. "My grandson just figured it out, without this Huaguo Mountain, there is no need to die or live, besides, my grandson promised a person that he would not die. Sun Wukong didn't say who he promised, but when he thought of him, his heart still hurt violently, much more painful than the knife on his body just now. "Walker, I'm sorry. ”

The executioner put away the poison, grabbed Sun Wukong's left arm with one hand, and held the demon slashing knife in the other.

Sun Wukong immediately felt like a hammer hammer was hammered hard in his chest, and with a "buzz" sound, his eyes were full of gold stars, and he trembled all over.

Something is squeezing the heart, squeezing, squeezing, there is nowhere to hide, there is no way to think, Sun Wukong clearly heard the sound of the heart bursting, even if it burst, it was still squeezed.

It was dark in front of me, I couldn't feel a single ray of light, and my ears were full of "buzzing" sounds.

I wanted to put my fist in my mouth and bite it, but I was tied so tightly that I couldn't move.

I want to roll on the ground a few times, I want to scream loudly.

Maybe it's good to shout it out. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound, and could only gasp for breath.

Is this the pain of cutting off the soul of the primordial god?

Sun Wukong gasped for breath so quickly that he could barely think in pain.

There is only one knife like this, and there are 99,989 knives behind, how to boil?

No wonder the golden cicada is going to give himself poison, no wonder the immortals of Lingxiao Hall change color when they hear Ling Chi.

However, if you think that this will make my grandson submit, you are wrong!

Sun Wukong's arrogance was stimulated by this unbearable pain.

There is a kind of person in this world who is strong and will never admit defeat, and Sun Wukong is undoubtedly this kind of person.

I don't know how long it took, the pain subsided a little, and the second cut was cut again.

Then one stab after another, the continuous pain hit, the eyes became darker and darker, and the sound in the ears became louder and louder.

Suddenly, a white mang appeared in front of him, and in this white mang, there was a handsome figure, the black dragon dragon was fluttering, and the silver-white armor was heavy with frost...... Yang Jian: It's Yang Jian! Stretched out his hand to touch it, but he felt empty. In the gap between the knife and the knife, I slowly figured out that it was an illusion, and the person I was thinking about in my heart did not come.

It's better not to come, but if you do, what can you do when you see yourself like this?

No, he should come! He owes me an explanation, he didn't explain why he treated my grandson like this, how could he be ruthless and burn Huaguo Mountain? Could it be that calling me a brother and a brother is just to win the trust of the demon king's strategy?

I don't see Yang Jian, and I don't see Sun Wukong.

At the moment when Sun Wukong fainted in pain, he called another person's name: "Walker, you, you finally came ......." “