A clash on the street made the Mu Xiao trio much more vigilant. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"This time we entered this Journey to the West world, the main goal is to take on quests, get a lot of points and side plots, and try not to start a war with other teams. "Audley was rarely serious.

"We no longer have the capital to act recklessly. He said this directly to the little girl with the axe, "Don't forget, if we die here, what will happen to the people you are looking for?"

The little girl with the axe lowered her head after being taught a lesson, then looked up sharply, smashed an axe on Audley's head, and shouted, "Got it......"

Then he ran away.

A golden light flashed, and the light and shadow of a golden shield on Audley's head flashed, and the axe smashed on it unscathed, only making a "bell" sound, attracting the attention of the nearby people.

However, they lowered their heads at a glance and hurried away, and they did business and business, obviously they were used to this kind of thing, and they didn't particularly care about it.

"You smashed my head again, after I got this item in the last world, you always did this, I'm very shameless!" Audley finally reverted to his previous hippie smile.

Tsunade turned around and grimaced, grinning, "Who asked you to discipline me like this." ”

Looking at these two living treasures, Mu Xiao looked helpless, he touched the two flower pots on his back, and found that there was no problem before he calmed down, relaxed his nervous body, and followed the two companions in front of him.

Behind him are two pots with a small tree planted in each. One of the small trees looked like a miniature version of a large tree in the sky, with points of light jumping around it.

The other small tree is really just a small sapling.

The juxtaposition of the two small trees looks very special, and it is no wonder that many people ask the young man of Mune whether they are for sale.

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"Hmm!" Ma Xiaoming felt that his head hurt to death, but the moist feeling on his lips made him feel a little better, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Hey, you're finally awake?" a crisp voice sounded in my ears.

Ma Xiaoming got up and looked around, he was now lying on a green grass, a mountain in the distance, a jungle nearby, and no one around.

Well, it's deserted, there's no one around, who's talking to him?

He searched again, and finally found a "little grass" that grew out of the ordinary at his feet.

It's different because, well, this little grass bears a fruit, and the red fruit is particularly striking when it is sandwiched next to its brothers and sisters.

This little grass only has two leaves, and now these two leaves are swaying slightly, as if beckoning to Ma Xiaoming.

"You are so strange, why don't you answer me?" The crisp voice sounded again, and the two leaves of the grass swayed again.

At this moment, Ma Xiaoming finally determined that it was this little grass that was talking to him, oh no, the grass demon!

"Who are you?" Ma Xiaoming asked, seeing a lot of monsters, but he didn't make such a fuss.

Xiaocao's voice came again: "I'm ......" The grass demon was dumbfounded, as if it didn't know how to answer the question, just when a gust of wind blew, blowing the red fruit on its head to the ground.

It hurriedly held the fruit with two "little leaf hands".

"I'm ...... I am ......" The little grass holding the fruit couldn't answer for a long time, and suddenly it asked Ma Xiaoming, "You, who are you?"

Ma Xiaoming felt interesting and replied, "My name is Ma Xiaoming, what about you?" He deliberately teased it, how could a small grass that was probably just born with spiritual wisdom have its own name.

"I, my name, my name is Ma Xiaocao!" Xiaocao came out in a crisp voice again.

Ouch, I'll go, what the hell is this name, Ma Xiaoming suddenly felt speechless, this grass demon actually stole his surname directly.

But you don't know what the last name means.

"Hahaha......" Ma Xiaoming couldn't help laughing.

"You, what are you laughing at?" Xiaocao seemed to realize that Ma Xiaoming was laughing at it, and suddenly became a little angry, and put down the two leaves holding the red fruit, shaking non-stop.

One of the leaves turned a corner and pointed at Ma Xiaoming, as if questioning him.

"Oh, grass, I'm not laughing at anything? haha. Ma Xiaoming was still laughing, very insincere perfunctory to the little grass demon.

"You, you bad guy, I saved you with dew just now!" Xiaocao was very angry and accused Ma Xiaoming loudly.

"Oh, did you save me?" Although Ma Xiaoming didn't believe this, he still remembered the moist feeling that came from his lips just now.

Presumably the dew on its leaves.

"I'm sorry, grass. Ma Xiaoming suddenly apologized in a low voice.

It seemed that he didn't expect Ma Xiaoming to apologize, and the two leaves of the grass suddenly covered the entire red fruit, and the crisp voice became a little low.

"No, it's okay......" It easily accepted Ma Xiaoming's apology, after all, it was just a simple little monster.

"Xiaocao, where is this?" Ma Xiaoming began to ask Xiaocao, he had just come to this new world, and the energy level of this world was not low.

Not only is the aura very rich outside the body, but the cultivation of the "little grass" in front of him is enough to prove that this world is not so simple.

"This place is called Huaguo Mountain!" Xiaocao seemed excited, and the answer to this question it knew was told by a little monkey who passed by last time.

Huaguo Mountain!

"I'm going, why did you come here," Ma Xiaoming was a little unsure, "That Huaguo Mountain in Dongsheng Shenzhou Aolai Country?"

"I don't know, I only know Huaguo Mountain!" Xiaocao said truthfully.

Although Xiaocao did not give a clear answer, Ma Xiaoming was eight or nine points of certainty.

"Is there a water curtain cave nearby, and is there a monkey king in it called the Monkey King?"

"There is a water curtain cave on the mountain, and I have not heard of a monkey called the Monkey King. Xiaocao continued to answer, acting as Ma Xiaoming's instructor in this world.

Ten out of ten is the Journey to the West.

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Three days ago, a hole suddenly cracked in a void somewhere at the edge of the world, and a young man with an ordinary face but full of fairy aura appeared from it, it was Ma Xiaoming.

"Strange, why is it that only the psychic has come here, and he can't enter this world?" Ma Xiaoming was wondering, and suddenly he felt as if his body had been slapped by something, and the whole person fainted.

Ma Xiaoming, who had been unconscious, crashed through the light shield that protected the entire world, and fell towards a certain continent below like a meteor.

"Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon, how dare you invade this world!" A huge finger appeared, it was this finger that flicked Ma Xiaoming away just now, and the owner of the finger looked at his fingertips and found the residual life immortal breath.

"Uh, it looks like the wrong person was called!" (To be continued.) )