"You scumbags!"

Zhen Yuanzi roared angrily, stretched out his right hand, and the cuffs were facing the three burial masters and apprentices,

"Sleeve up!"

Suddenly, a huge suction force came, and the four girls of Wukong didn't have time to react, so they were sucked into Zhen Yuanzi's sleeve by this huge suction, and the three buried faces sank,

"Zhen Yuanzi, what do you mean by that?"

"Hmph! You still asked me what I mean, I kindly invited you to come in and gave you ginseng fruit to eat, not only did you not thank you, but you ruined my heart and liver treasure! Do you know? How precious the ginseng fruit is, there is only one plant in the entire immortal world! But now, it is extinct! This is all thanks to you!"

The three burials were a little embarrassed by him, this thing is really not very authentic, but now, I have to play tricks,

"Nonsense, how do you know that it was my apprentice who destroyed the tree? You let them out! Let's face to face!"

Zhen Yuanzi smiled coldly,

"Okay, since that's the case, I'll let them out and see if they dare to admit it!"

After that, with a wave of his hand, he released the four girls, Zhen Yuanzi pinched a trick with one hand, and the four immortal ropes flew out of the cuffs, tying the four girls, and the three burials frowned, and didn't say anything, turned his head and winked at the four girls, and asked:

"Disciples, Zhen Yuanzi said that you stole ginseng fruit and destroyed fruit trees, but is there such a thing?"

"Wronged, master, Lao Sun doesn't know what ginseng fruit is!"

"Of course not! What even my senior sister doesn't dare to do, how dare Bajie!"

"Master believes in Wujing, Wujing really didn't steal it!"

Looking at the three people whose eyes were red and whose tears of grievance were about to flow out, the three of them gave a thumbs up in their hearts, they really knew how to act!

"I didn't ...... There is no ......"

But the little white dragon's eyes flickered, he swallowed, and the three burials who watched it shook his head secretly, this little white is obedient, but he can't act, no, he has to train and train......

"Aren't you blushing as a monk by stealing fairy fruits, destroying fruit trees, and talking nonsense with your eyes open?"

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"Impossible!"

The three burials burst into a shout, startling everyone, he was angry dantian, his hands clenched into fists, and a strong momentum suddenly erupted, as if he was the only one left in the world at this moment,

"They are apprentices who have gone through hardships with the poor monks and have been born and died! They say they have not done it, they have not done it! The poor monks believe in them!"

The sonorous and powerful words seemed to be Kedah in everyone's heart, and the huge sound shook everyone's eardrums a little painful, and suddenly moved a few apprentices not to want it, even Wukong, who knew the inside story, couldn't help but have a feeling of wanting to cry, and praised in his heart that the master is the master, that is, he can act better than the apprentice, look at this momentum, look at this expression, it is simply sanctimonious, well-dressed beasts!

"Yes, disciples!"

"Yes...... yes......"

Only Wukong replied unswervingly, but Bajie and Wujing were a little weak-hearted, cold sweat broke out on their faces, and the little white dragon blushed even more, and big tears fell to the ground.

Sure enough, the scene that the three funerals didn't want to see the most happened anyway......

The little white dragon rushed over crying and threw himself into the arms of the three burials.

"Wow, ah, ah, master...... Master, I'm sorry woo woo woo woo, we all have eaten the fairy fruit, and the tree was also knocked down by the monkey, sorry woo woo woo woo ......"

Three burials and a cover of face,, this stupid girl, her brain is spinning fast, and now she has to continue to play tricks!

"Look, there's nothing to say! Now, I don't complain about toring them apart, right?"

Zhen Yuanzi walked over with a calm face, took out a jump of braid from his sleeve, shook the whip, and snapped with a crisp sound, as if the air had been shattered, and the three burials sighed helplessly, pushing away the little white dragon, with a sad and pious face,

"Wait a minute! The apprentices make mistakes because the poor monks do not teach them well, and it should be the poor monks who are beaten! The poor monks are willing to be punished for them!"

"Hmph! In that case, then I will fulfill you!"

Zhen Yuanzi was not verbose, he had been holding back this anger for too long, and he felt that he was about to explode without venting it, so he instantly swung countless whips towards the three burials and covered their faces, and his arms flicked with a burst of afterimages, as if there were hundreds of hands waving hundreds of whips and whipping the three burials at the same time.

The three burials stood motionless in place, letting the leather whip add to his body, but he didn't feel it at all, Zhen Yuanzi saw his indifferent look, and couldn't help but be more angry, and immediately increased his strength to whip desperately, and after a while, Zhen Yuanzi sat weakly, panting

"Ai, Emma, but I'm tired to death, fuck, you monk can't be beaten with iron, Lao Tzu, as the ancestor of the earth immortals, has been pumping for so long, it's a mountain, and it has long been flattened, you, you haven't even broken a fucking skin, fuck, I, I'll still pump your apprentice." ”

As he spoke, he stood up and raised his whip, and as soon as he was about to block it, he found that he had put his arm down again.

"Alas, alas, I'm tired, don't fight, I can't move, come on, go to the oil pot!"

Waiting for Daotong to set up the oil pot, light the fire, and jump into the oil pot at once, ignoring Zhen Yuanzi's shout of "Alas, I didn't call you down!", a faint layer of true yuan was attached to his body, ensuring that the robe was not stained with oil, and the three burials sat cross-legged in the oil pot, with a generous and righteous expression,

"Come on, blow up the poor monk, light the fire!"

Zhen Yuanzi looked at the raging flames and boiling oil under the pot, and then looked at the appearance of the three burials who closed their eyes and shouted with a sad and angry face, "Come on, light the fire!"

"I've said it, I don't need you to go down!"

"Oops, it's noisy!"

Wukong covered his ears and shouted, and stood up,

"Don't shout, Lao Sun will go find someone to help you, and the tree will be rescued!"

"Really, can you really save my baby?"

When Zhen Yuanzi heard this, his eyes suddenly shot an eager light, and he appeared in front of Wukong, staring at her deadly,

"Splash monkey, don't talk about it! What if you can't save it?"

"Lao Sun will still lie to you, wait!"

After finishing speaking, he jumped on the somersault cloud and disappeared, and the three burials saw that Wukong went to find Guanyin, and calmly jumped out of the oil pot, without a drop of oil on his body, and walked over and patted Zhen Yuanzi on the shoulder,

"You, you're always fighting and killing, you can't solve the problem calmly, you see, what a simple problem, and it's been grinding for so long, it's true. ”

After speaking, regardless of the green tendons bursting out of Zhen Yuanzi's forehead, he walked to a few apprentices, grabbed the rope that tied them and pulled it gently, and the fairy rope that had been tied to countless immortals and demons was not damaged at all, and Zhen Yuanzi's scalp was numb, and he muttered in a low voice,

"A good man doesn't suffer immediate losses, and this immortal doesn't have the same knowledge as you!"

After a while, Wukong and Guanyin appeared together, and Guanyin looked at the ginseng fruit tree that had been turned over, and frowned.

"Oh, it's miserable, why don't you have a long memory, you always make trouble for me!"

Wukong scratched his head embarrassedly, laughed dryly and didn't speak.

"Thank you Guanyin Bodhisattva for personally going down to heal my baby. ”

Zhen Yuanzi hugged his fists and bowed deeply to Guanyin

"You're welcome, Zhenyuan Daxian, but I want to apologize to you, my disciple has caused you trouble. ”

"Where the words. ”

Guanyin didn't say much, pulled out the willow branch from the jade bottle, threw it at the ginseng fruit tree, a few drops of jade dew flew to the fruit tree, the fruit tree suddenly stood up, the roots were rooted in the soil again, the leaves were also shining, the fallen ginseng fruit came out of the ground, and returned to the tree.