That's right!

I am the Flying Policewoman of Love and Justice!

Wukong glanced at the little girl standing beside him with her head lowered.

She was dressed in gold and silver,

She didn't look like an ordinary maid.

She was dressed like a young woman.

Is this the reason why you married another one?

He was about to ask.

Xuanzang tugged at his hand.

He signaled for him not to speak.

Wanneng had a look of disbelief. "Cuilan left?"

"She left." Gao Taigong sighed.

He looked at him with resentment. "You should leave too.

If it weren't for you, our family wouldn't have fallen to this point.

Disperse, disperse! "

If he hadn't brought a helper who looked like he could fight and a monk who seemed to be hiding his strength,

He would have already asked someone to chase Wanneng out.

Wanneng stood there in a daze.

He was at a loss. Xuanzang stole a glance at him.

He realized that his eyes were red.

He didn't expect things to turn out like this.

It was completely different from what he had imagined.

He didn't come back in a grand manner to subdue Cuilan and kidnap his lover.

He didn't even have the chance to see her.

It turned out that Cuilan wouldn't wait for him in the same place.

"Father-in-law."

Wanneng was stunned for a while before he knelt down and bowed. "I'm willing to stay and take care of the two of you in your old age. This is my duty."

Xuanzang: "?!"

Wukong moved closer to Xuanzang and sneered. "Look at him.

He's still talking about his duty. It's so funny. "

Xuanzang said seriously, "Wukong.

Don't always laugh at Junior Brother.

Look at how pitiful he is.

If he really wants to stay,

We'll plead with Bodhisattva. "He lowered his head." Don't hit me. We can learn from him. "

Wukong asked, "Have I hit you?"

"Our family doesn't need you anymore."

Gao Taigong snorted and pointed at the young woman that Wukong noticed. "This is Ah Qiao, a concubine that Cuilan took in after he became a man. She's already pregnant with Cuilan's flesh and blood. Our only wish now is to raise the child. We don't care about anything else."

He added, "If you're willing, you can draft a divorce letter. I'll accept it on behalf of Cuilan, and we'll have nothing to do with each other in the future."

Ah Qiao, who was named, obediently bowed to Wanneng. "Greetings, sister."

Wanneng was completely dumbfounded. He had no reaction at all.

What?

Not only did Cuilan leave, but there was also someone else?!

Not only did he have another woman, he even had a child with her?!

He didn't know if he was angry or what, but he felt a pressure in his heart. It was so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe.

Not only was Wanneng shocked, but Xuanzang and Wukong were also shocked.

Xuanzang had a look that said, "See, I told you not to talk nonsense." He wanted to speak up for Wanneng, but Wukong stopped him.

Wukong said respectfully, "Your Highness, since they said so, you shouldn't feel guilty. Quickly go back and inherit the throne."

Xuanzang: "…" Do you have to play like this?

Wanneng: "?"

The two of them helped Wanneng out under Gao Taigong's shocked gaze. Xuanzang even kindly let him ride the horse.

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Wanneng sat on the horse and looked up at the sky. "I don't know which direction he went. Maybe we'll meet again."

Xuanzang handed him a neatly folded plain handkerchief.

Wanneng opened the handkerchief and covered his eyes. He didn't want others to see his current appearance. "Master, why are you so sissy? You even brought a handkerchief. It's because there are too many of these things that the luggage is so heavy."

Xuanzang said, "I brought it with me. It doesn't weigh up the luggage."

Wanneng said, "You're even more sissy."

Xuanzang lowered his eyes. "My mother left it for me."

Wanneng said, "Master, since you have an old mother at home, why don't you take care of your old age?"

Xuanzang said softly, "She's not here anymore."

After leaving Gaojia Village, they continued their journey to the west. It was much livelier and more prosperous than before. Even the wild animals in the mountains were lively. Intelligent fawns followed them from a distance. Once someone looked over, they would quickly jump away and burrow into the lush bushes.

Wanneng folded the handkerchief again. "Since it's such a precious thing, Master, it's better if you keep it."

"Things are only alive when you use them. If you don't use them, they're dead."

Xuanzang said, "Wanneng, since you don't have any worldly desires, just focus on Buddha. Your heart isn't calm. Master will recite a scripture for you. Maybe you'll feel something. Recite it with me."

Wanneng: "…" After hearing this, he wanted to cry even more.

Along the way, one person was sobbing and suppressing her emotions while the other person was reciting scriptures. Wukong was very impatient. He stuffed two balls of cotton in his ears but they couldn't stop him. He walked faster and faster until he was almost out of their sight.

Xuanzang ran behind him. "Wukong, slow down. I can't catch up with you."

"I'll take a look around. Maybe I can find your male daughter-in-law."

Wukong said. He then laughed at Xuanzang. "Master, if your fine steed doesn't do its job, I'm afraid we won't be able to walk for three months."

Xuanzang: "…" His education was really useless.

"This is a fine steed?" Wanneng stopped crying. He lowered his head and stroked the horse's mane. "It's so slow. I can't tell."

He poked the horse's butt. The horse was stimulated. It neighed and ran wildly, kicking up clouds of dust. Soon, it disappeared without a trace.

Xuanzang: "!!!"

He chased after it, but his body was naturally weak. After running for a while, he stopped, panting. He then realized that he had entered the dark and secluded Black Pine Forest.

Xuanzang wanted to cry but had no tears. He didn't know if he should move. At least one of them should stay!

He knew how tempting it was to eat a piece of immortality. Once his disciples were a little further away, there would definitely be monsters who would follow the smell and find him.

Wukong and the others had said that night. Now all the big and small monsters in the world were spreading the news that if he ate it, he would be able to live forever. Maybe there was someone watching in the dark …

Sure enough, before he could even stand firm, more than a dozen strange looking little demons jumped out from all around him. They were holding wooden sticks, wooden forks, and other similar weapons. They shouted, "A monk is coming!" Then they grabbed his head, grabbed his feet, and carried him away.

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These monsters didn't look as romantic as Wanneng. The cave didn't have any decorations. Along the way, they only saw white bones thrown everywhere. The chilly wind was mixed with the stench of blood and other foul smells. Occasionally, there was the smell of meat. However, it made Xuanzang want to vomit.

Finally, the little monsters put him down and discussed, "He looks delicious. Should we steam him?"

"It's better to boil him." Another little monster was drooling. "It looks very nutritious to boil soup stock."

"I like to eat barbecue …"

"Don't move."

A more stable monster stopped them. "The king said that all monks must be kept for him to see."

Xuanzang's heart skipped a beat. The king must have known that Tang Seng meat could make one live forever.

If Wukong and Wanneng didn't find him missing, he might die here!

The little monsters gathered around him to study him.

"So this is what a monk is like!"

They took off Xuanzang's Buddhist crown and touched his bald head curiously.

Xuanzang: "…"

Have you never seen a monk before? Have you never seen a bald man?!

Are you monsters so good at protecting your hair?

Xuanzang felt aggrieved as he let them touch his head. His scalp was about to be rubbed off. From their conversation, he learned that the king usually stayed in the water and would only come ashore to teach them when he had nothing to do.

He was actually an amphibian …

He hoped that the king could stay in the water for a longer time. It would be best if he could sleep for a while. He also hoped that his disciples wouldn't be so careless. A master was very precious and fragile.

However, in less than a minute, a little monster reported, "The king is here! The king is here!"

The little monsters dispersed, leaving Xuanzang behind. The last little monster that ran away even kindly put the Buddhist crown on him.

Xuanzang looked up at the amphibian. After being ravaged, he looked very pitiful.

"My King, we've caught a monk!" The more mature demons presented their treasures.

"Well done."

The king nodded. "We have to be careful. Bring back all the monks. Don't let any of them go. If anyone else gets one, inform me immediately."

The little monsters acknowledged.

Xuanzang looked at the king and trembled even more. He was big and burly, with messy hair and a fierce gaze. He had a gloomy appearance and a full beard. He didn't look like a good person at first glance.

The king brought him into his room. Xuanzang understood that he wanted to enjoy immortality alone.

The king's room was just a hole. Upon entering, Xuanzang's legs turned to jelly. The decorations inside were only bones. There were no less than ten human heads piled up. Those empty eyes seemed to be alive as they looked at him, calling for him to become one of them.

There were stone tables and chairs in the room. The monster didn't eat him immediately. Instead, he invited him to sit down.

Xuanzang sat down fearfully and faced him. Only then did he realize that there was a necklace of skulls around his neck. There were nine skulls strung together.

"I have a wish to eat ten monks and string their skulls together." The monster stroked his necklace and sized up Xuanzang. "Including you, I have all of them.

These are all monks that I cooked and ate. They're your kind. "

Xuanzang: "… What a coincidence." Did he have to greet him?

The monster sneered. "I'm lying. These are all fugitives passing by. They're roasted to be eaten."

… She really was a monster with a sense of humor.

And why did he have to sneer when he was telling a joke? It's scary!

Because it's a lame joke!

Speaking of roasted to be eaten, he really missed the steamed buns that Wukong baked for him …

Xuanzang thought sadly. His disciple was useless at such a crucial moment.

"Where are you from?" the king asked coldly.

Xuanzang tried hard to calm down. He definitely couldn't say that he was from the Tang Dynasty. "I'm a monk from a small country in the east. I'm here to visit my relatives and friends in Gaolao Village …"

He was just trying to protect himself. This didn't count as breaking the precepts. It didn't count …

The king said, "Oh. You're not from the Tang Dynasty. You can eat them."

Xuanzang: "???!!!"

Wait, wait, this is different from what we agreed on!

Is this monster trying to trick me into admitting that I'm an immortal monk?

But what's the point of doing that?

He's going to be eaten anyway …

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a commotion outside. The little monsters ran in crying. "King, bad news!

An especially scary monkey barged in from outside!

He said he wants his master!

He killed a lot of us, boohoo … "

Xuanzang was overjoyed and almost jumped up. Wukong didn't let him down!

The king looked at him. "You're Tang Seng?!"

Xuanzang mustered up his courage and nodded. "You, you can't eat me. My disciple is very powerful. He's going to hit you …"

The king fell silent and stared at him. He thought that he was an old monk.

"Bang!"

The cave outside exploded into pieces. The Monkey King barged in with the Jingu Bang. When he saw Xuanzang, he was relieved and started fighting with the king without any explanation.

The king used a staff to block with no intention of fighting. "Stop!

We're family! "

Wukong only sneered and didn't say a word. His actions became more ruthless, probably because he was angry.

Only then did the king say, "I've been instructed by Avalokitesvara to wait here for the person who wants to learn the scriptures!"

Xuanzang: "…?"

Only then did Wukong stop, but the Jingu Bang was still on his staff. He looked at Xuanzang.

Xuanzang said weakly, "He really didn't eat me just now …"

Wujing took off the messy wig in front, revealing a bald spot in the middle. Only the hair around it was still stubbornly growing. His gaze was deep. "I've already converted to Buddhism. This was shaved by Avalokitesvara himself."

He had been bald for many years.

It was also proof that he was a monk.

Wukong didn't say anything. In this day and age, it was a disgrace for demons to be bald. Even if they were bald, they would definitely try their best to grow it back. If they couldn't use decorations, they would be willing to show their bald head as proof of sincerity and goodwill.

He pulled Xuanzang's hand, patted the dust off his body, and straightened the Buddhist crown. "Let's go and see where that pig went."

Xuanzang corrected him. "Don't say that, Junior Brother …"

"He's not a pig." Wukong was indifferent. "He didn't even realize that his master was missing."

Xuanzang thought silently, Aren't you the same?

However, Wukong thought that Wanneng would be watching him, so he couldn't be blamed.

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The new disciple didn't talk much. He only said that his secular surname was Sha, and Avalokitesvara gave him the name Wujing. He didn't say anything else and dismissed the crying little demons.

Xuanzang saw that Wukong had killed a lot of people, and there were many white bones in their cave, so he chanted some sutras before leaving.

Then, they went to find Wanneng together.

Xuanzang saw Wukong's sullen face and could imagine what would happen to Wanneng. He was scared for him, so he nagged, "Don't be too angry. I'm not hurt."

It was just that the skin on his head was almost broken. "Ba Jie is seriously hurt by love now. His mind is not on learning the sutras. We have to understand him. Have you found his male wife?

It seems like you haven't … Why are you staring at me? "He complained slightly." Didn't you also leave me behind?

It's not Ba Jie's fault alone … "

Wukong said, "Shut up."

Xuanzang felt wronged and scolded him … The new disciple was here, so he didn't give him any face …

Wukong also realized that he was not right, so he softened his tone. "I won't do it again."

"Hmm?" Xuanzang was still thinking about how to persuade him, so he didn't react.

"I won't leave you alone in the future." Wukong said.

Xuanzang felt inexplicably embarrassed and said, "Hmm."

"You're really biased."

Wukong suddenly came to him. "You've been trying to make excuses for your disciple, and you've pushed it all to me, right?

Hmm?

Am I in your way? "

"What nonsense are you talking about?!"

He was soft-hearted a second ago, but the next second, he changed the topic. Xuanzang was angry. "How can you use that to figure out the relationship between master and disciple?

You … "

"Then why are you on his side?"

"Because he's weaker, he can't beat you …" Xuanzang said matter-of-factly. The more he said, the softer his voice became. Then he realized that he was really biased towards Ba Jie.

"The weak are right." Wukong said.

"Okay …" Xuanzang compromised. "I won't side with him in the future …"

Wujing, who followed closely behind, was thinking about life. Were there too many disciples of the master, and they had to compete for his favor?

Just as he finished speaking, he saw Wuneng carrying a load and riding a cloud to look for them. When he saw Xuanzang, he turned pale with fright. "Master, it's not good. Your horse has been stolen!"

Wukong scattered his cloud with a blow of his stick, making him fall to the ground and roll twice. "You dare to come back?!"

Wanneng hurriedly ran to Xuanzang for protection. "Master, is Senior suffering from the monkey plague again?"

Xuanzang hardened his heart and said, "You took my horse away, and I was kidnapped by a monster …"

Wanneng, "?!"

He didn't have time to ask if Xuanzang was okay. He took out the nine-toothed rake and blocked Wukong. "Brother, it's my fault. You can kill me or scrape me later, but let me take revenge first!"

Wukong, "?"

Wanneng finished speaking and turned his rake to Wujing, who was quietly in the background. "Give me back Cuilan!"

Wukong and Xuanzang, "?!"

The legendary Cuilan?

It seemed like a good show!

The two of them stood aside and watched them fight. Wukong didn't make a move, and Xuanzang didn't stop them. Two people had to solve their problems.

Wujing also recognized him and was furious. "You heartless man, you still want to find Cuilan?"

Then they started fighting. The scene was very exciting, and the process was very intense. It took a very long time.

Xuanzang was tired of watching. He leaned on Monkey King's shoulder and yawned. He rubbed his eyes. "Wukong, let's go find a horse. Without a horse, we can't move forward."

Monkey King agreed. He held Ba Jie's hand and went to find a horse. He asked Ba Jie about the horse's location, and Ba Jie took time out of his busy schedule to answer.

Following Wukong, they quickened their pace. After walking for half a day, Xuanzang found his familiar horse leisurely grazing on the edge of a cliff.

However, he didn't expect his big white horse to be intimately close to a black wild horse. It ate a mouthful and rubbed against it twice.

Wukong crossed his arms. "Master, your horse has been kidnapped. It looks like it won't accompany you to learn the scriptures."

Xuanzang was stunned. "But, but it's a male horse …"

Wukong walked over and checked the black horse. The black horse was very obedient and obediently cooperated with him. Then he walked back and said with a smile that wasn't a smile, "What a coincidence, this is a male horse. It's intact."

After experiencing Ba Jie's conflicted feelings, Xuanzang instantly understood what was going on. It was as if he had been struck by a bolt from the blue.

"Let's stay away from Wanneng in the future." Xuanzang cried. "You can't be infected by him … Is Longyang contagious?"

He regretted it. He actually learned bad things from riding it!

"I don't know if it's contagious or not." Wukong said. "But we have to stay away from him. Do you believe me now?"

Xuanzang nodded and sighed. "Let's go. Since it's its choice, let's not force it."

Wukong understood that he wanted to let the horse go, so he pulled him back. "This is great. We can't travel a thousand miles in a day. If we rely on walking, we can only travel a few dozen miles a day. How long will it take?

Master, can you calculate it? "

Xuanzang was so ashamed that his face turned red again. He stared hard at him.

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When they returned to their original place, Ba Jie and Wujing were still fighting. However, they were obviously tired. They held their weapons and faced each other, neither of them giving in.

Xuanzang then came out to smooth things over. "Ba Jie, this is your junior disciple, Wujing. Wujing, this is your senior disciple, Wanneng."

Ba Jie was speechless. Another one?!

Or an enemy?!

Wujing was more obedient. He put away his weapon and walked behind Xuanzang without saying a word.

Xuanzang patted him and then asked Ba Jie, who was in a daze, "Ba Jie, why did you hit him?

Is it related to Cuilan? "

Ba Jie was originally very dispirited, but when he heard Cuilan's name, his spirit was lifted. He pointed at Wujing and said, "The lover that Cuilan found that day was him!"

Wujing angrily said, "Don't slander me!

Cuilan and I have been good friends for many years. Last time, he asked me for help, so I went to teach you a lesson. It's not a lover! "He also pointed at Ba Jie." On the other hand, Cuilan is deeply in love with you, but you went behind his back to find a female demon?

If it was in the past, he wouldn't have cared, but now that you're married, you're still like this!

Do you know how sad he is?

Tell me, what's wrong with Cuilan? How did he treat you? How did you have the face to find him?

How dare you run away?! "

The more he spoke, the angrier he got. It was as if he wanted to pour out all the words he had accumulated in his life. "Do you know what he did for you? What he sacrificed?!"

Wujing suddenly seemed to realize that he had said something he shouldn't say. He silently retreated behind Xuanzang.

Wanneng listened to him in a daze. When he opened his mouth, his voice was a little hoarse. "Where did he go now?"

Wujing said, "You can't see him.

Unless he wants to see you. "

"What do I have to do to make him want to see me?"

Wujing didn't speak again.

Wait until you recognize him.

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Without the fine steed, Xuanzang couldn't move an inch. He discussed with Wukong the possibility of him doing acrobatics to earn money to buy a horse, but Wukong rejected him on the spot.

The sun was setting in the west. They didn't see a single house. Xuanzang walked slower and slower. He was so slow that Ba Jie and Wujing almost caught up with him. He muttered to Wukong, "Wukong, I'm hungry."

Wukong asked Ba Jie to check their luggage. They didn't have any food at all. When they arrived at Gao Lao village, they didn't have any supplies.

Wukong said, "Let's beg for alms."

However, they couldn't find anyone for the time being. They couldn't leave when it was dark. He glanced at Ba Jie, who was in a daze. Finally, he ordered the newcomer, "Wujing, go and beg for some food for Master."

Wujing agreed readily, "Okay."

After a few minutes, he came back with a bloody deer in his hand. Its internal organs had been ripped open. Wujing was chewing on a deer leg in his other hand. He threw the deer in front of Xuanzang.

Xuanzang almost fainted. He said in a trembling voice, "Wujing, we are monks. We can't kill, and we can't eat meat …"

Moreover, it was raw! Ahhhhh!

Wujing's mouth was full of blood. Xuanzang saw him chewing raw meat and thought that the deer leg in his hand was his own leg. He was dizzy and didn't dare to look.

Wujing said, "Oh." He threw the deer leg away and smiled. He revealed a mouthful of bloody white teeth, which complemented the skull bracelet on his chest.

Xuanzang subconsciously wanted to touch his head. He pointed to his skull bracelet and asked, "Do we have to keep this thing?"

Wujing lowered his head and touched it. "This is useful. Keep it."

In the end, Wukong couldn't stand it anymore. He cleaned up the deer carcass and went down the mountain to find food for Xuanzang.

Xuanzang was in tears. It was too scary!

It was too scary!

He didn't want a quiet disciple anymore!

Give him a normal disciple!

As long as he was normal!

Only now did he know that Wukong was the most precious and normal disciple.

Xuanzang had a rare dream today.

He dreamed of a white fog. Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva with holy white light walked in front of him. "Xuanzang."

Xuanzang hurriedly bowed. He had a strange feeling.

Avalokitesvara said sympathetically, "Is the disciple I picked for you useful?"

"Huh?" Xuanzang was confused. "What disciple?"

Avalokitesvara said, "It's that Monkey King.

I ordered him to be your disciple and protect you to obtain the scripture.

Didn't he recognize you? "

Xuanzang lowered his head. Wukong didn't mention this at all …

"This monkey is very cunning. He must be bullying you."

Avalokitesvara frowned slightly. "Tomorrow morning, you have to show your master's dignity and reprimand him."

Xuanzang thought that he wouldn't dare. Then he heard Avalokitesvara say, "I have a treasure here called a fastener. If you put it on him, he will listen to you and won't dare to resist."

Xuanzang was suddenly energized. "What treasure?"

A delicate brocade hat appeared in Avalokitesvara's hand. "This is it."

Xuanzang thanked Avalokitesvara and took it in a daze. Avalokitesvara said, "There will be many disasters along the way. It's okay if this disciple isn't satisfactory. There are still a few more."

Xuanzang wasn't very surprised. Instead, he was a little distressed. "There are more disciples?

I'm afraid I can't control them … "

Avalokitesvara comforted him. "Only this monkey is different. The others are fine.

Come, sit down. I'll teach you how to use this. "

Xuanzang sat cross-legged and listened to Avalokitesvara teach him a spell. He repeated it a few times. Avalokitesvara asked, "Have you memorized it?"

"Yes," he replied.

Avalokitesvara nodded and then retreated into the white fog. His consciousness became more and more blurred. He was only able to recite the spell instinctively.

The next morning, he woke up with a start. He sat on the bed and rubbed his eyes. In a daze, he recalled the dream last night. He didn't forget a single word of the spell Avalokitesvara taught him. He could recite it smoothly.

"You still have to do homework in the morning?

You can't stop. "

Monkey King's voice came from beside his bed. He was already dressed. The stick that never left his hand was gone. It was replaced by a brocade hat.

Wait a minute, brocade hat?

Xuanzang was still slowly coming to his senses. He wondered why it looked so familiar. "How did you find it?"

Monkey King seemed to be in a good mood. "I saw it by your pillow this morning. Why, did you secretly make this when I wasn't around?"

"I didn't make it." Xuanzang tilted his head and looked at the hat. "But it looks really good. Try it?"

Monkey King nodded slightly. He had already put the brocade hat on his head. It was just the right size. It was abnormally comfortable.

"It fits." Xuanzang woke up from his half-awake state. "Bodhisattva gave it to me."

Monkey King's hand that was adjusting the hat paused. "What did you say?!"

"Well, Bodhisattva gave it to me in a dream. I had a dream last night." Xuanzang mumbled. "I didn't expect to be given something in a dream …"

Monkey King's face darkened. He wanted to take off the hat but found that he couldn't.

"Bodhisattva also said …" Xuanzang smiled. "He wants you to be my disciple. So I'm your master."

Monkey King responded coldly with an "Oh" again.

What should I do? He doesn't seem to want to be my disciple …

Seeing that he wasn't particularly angry, Xuanzang gathered his courage. "Why didn't you tell me?

Don't you want to be my disciple?

Actually, it doesn't matter if you call me master. I won't force you to become a monk or recite scriptures. But … "

"Take this thing off for me!"

Monkey King didn't listen to him at all. His attention was all on his head. The comfortable brocade hat had turned into a shiny golden hoop that clung tightly to his head. He couldn't take it off no matter how hard he tried. He was so angry that he scolded, "How dare you accept something from Avalokitesvara?

That bastard has never had good intentions!

You didn't even tell me?! "

He had an extremely ominous feeling. This wasn't a good thing. He had to take it off.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Xuanzang hurriedly jumped off the bed and reached out to help him. He felt wronged. "I-I-I didn't think of it just now. I just thought it looked weird. Don't blame me."

He didn't mind that Monkey King had slapped his hand away. He thought for a moment. "Bodhisattva taught me a chant. Let me see if it's useful."

"Recite." Monkey King blurted out. He was suspicious. Why would Avalokitesvara be so kind as to teach him the chant?

There must be something strange!

Before he could stop him, he heard the little monk reciting scriptures. It should have been pleasant to hear, but now it was as annoying as a housefly. At the same time, his head was tightly strangled and he felt an intense pain. The hoop seemed to have grown thorns and was stationed on his head. It poked into his scalp, flesh, and brain. He was in so much pain that he almost knelt on the ground.

Xuanzang saw his expression change. His expression was ferocious and he almost rolled on the ground. He quickly stopped and went over to help him. "What's wrong? What's wrong?

Is it wrong?

I read it wrong. There's nothing wrong … "

"You …" Monkey King's face was pale. He threw him to the ground. "Are you still pretending?"

Xuanzang didn't care about rubbing his sore spot. He was scared and confused. He looked at him timidly. "What are you pretending for?"