"Wukong, what happened?"

Tang Sanzang turned to the monkey beside him and asked.

The monkey immediately used a little Taoist technique, and instantly the conversation in the ready-to-wear shop surrounded by soldiers was completely airtightly and fell into the monkey's ears.

After a while, the monkey turned to Tang Sanzang and said, "Master, that shameless princess is coming to the door."

A shameless princess?!

Tang Sanzang was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the monkey was talking about Princess Baihuaxia.

"No, Wukong must not be rude. That is Princess Baihuaxiu from Baoxiang Kingdom. How can he call him so randomly?"

"Hmm..." The monkey's eyes slanted, as if he knew his mistake, and seemed to respond indifferently. His careless look almost whistled.

On the contrary, Zhu Ke's interest increased greatly and said in a very gossip. "Is it because the princess Baihua Shame is obsessed with her master. After hearing that her master appeared in the territory of Baoxiang Kingdom, she hurried over for a while?"

After a pause, Zhu Bajie's expression showed a bit of indescribable vulgarity. "You said: Just because you looked at the master more in the crowd, it would be a mistake for life. The old pig understood this feeling of love at first sight, and the old pig understood~"

However, Zhu Bajie's vulgar expression could not last for a few seconds, and he found that Tang Sanzang's peaceful and compassionate eyes were gradually becoming serious.

Subconsciously, after the pig was salivating, his expression became serious in an instant, and he volunteered to say, "Master, I will help you open the way. Find a donor to the flower shyness to ask about the situation!"

Then, the pig's little meat mountain-like body squeezed towards the encirclement formed by soldiers.

Not to mention, Zhu Bajie or anything else is not good, but in this case, Zhu Bajie's strong body and round belly are really invincible.

The soldiers who had originally worked diligently to form the encirclement only felt an unstoppable gentle thrust suddenly appeared behind them, and they were all divided into both sides without resistance.

When the soldiers facing the ready-to-wear shop were about to turn around and scold who dared to break into the encirclement, what caught their eyes was Tang Sanzang, who was following Zhu Bajie, who was like a saint or a Buddha.

"Amitabha, I am rude..."

Facing the plain white monk robe, Tang Sanzang, who showed peace and tranquility all the time, these soldiers who had always had the courage of blood and courage and were even more violent in nature, could not instinctively emit the anger. The mentality of standing guard in the scorching sun instantly calmed down, and subconsciously bowed slightly to Tang Sanzang to show respect.

Perhaps, they didn't know where the monk was from in front of them, but these soldiers instinctively did not dare to offend them at all and felt respectful.

At first, the soldiers who were only pushed away by Zhu Bajie lowered their heads to express their respect. Gradually, under the influence of an indescribable aura, the large number of soldiers surrounded by the garment shop bowed their heads slightly, not only without the intention of blocking them, but also seemed to be greeting Tang Sanzang.

"Amitabha, good, good..."

To his compatriots, Tang Sanzang had no choice but to put his palms together and whispered the Buddha's name to repay this ceremony.

The changes in many soldiers naturally attracted the attention of people in the ready-to-wear shop at this moment.

"What happened?"

A middle-aged man suspected of dressing as a general frowned slightly, pressed the sword around his waist, and his blood and energy surged, but his heart became alert. The ready-to-go appearance occupied a faint position, which was obviously the direction where advance could resist foreign enemies and retreat together.

"Little guy, don't be nervous. My old Sun's master doesn't like to play with swords and guns. Don't scare my old Sun's master."

However, the next moment, a voice sounded behind the middle-aged general, and the sword on his waist that he had originally been held by Wei Weixu had changed its master at some point and fell into the monkey's hands.

"Crack!"

Then, a sound that made the middle-aged general feel his scalp numb, and the sword, which could be called a magic weapon in Baoxiang Kingdom, was rubbed together like rags and threw it on the ground casually.

"Little guy, although you can't hurt your master with your little blood and courage, I, Lao Sun, will help you with this kind of thing, so as not to get an eye."

Obviously, this middle-aged general who was as good as an ordinary little monster, attracted the attention of the monkey. In order to avoid trouble, the monkey took the lead in breaking his sword to avoid getting in the way in front of his master.

Just as the middle-aged general was sweating profusely and was about to shout "Help" to attract the attention of the soldiers outside, he broke into the ready-made clothing shop in plain clothes.

"Amitabha, Wukong, you must not be rude. How can you damage the donor's weapons like this? Why don't you apologize quickly and return the weapons?"

"yes!"

The monkey responded unhappily, and then picked up the sword rolled into a ball from the ground.

This is not so much a sword as an iron ball...

Just as the middle-aged general twitched his mouth slightly, intending to politely reject the kindness of the monk who looked like a saint and a Buddha, and the iron ball in the hands of the monkey-shaped monster.

However, the monkey suddenly grabbed the hilt and tip of the sword rolled into an iron ball with both hands.

"Crack..."

A sound that made the middle-aged general feel extremely heartbroken, and the sword pulled from an iron ball into a strip like a cloth strip.

If the middle-aged general remembered correctly, the length of the sword would be several inches longer than originally.

Then, the monkey looked at the sword with some creases, but he didn't forget to pinch it with two furry fingers. The crease disappeared, leaving clear fingerprints, which made the middle-aged general frightened.

It has to be said that this sword is worthy of being the first-class magic weapon in the Baoxiang Kingdom. It has not been broken even after being tossed back and forth by the monkey. In terms of quality, it is really of the best.

"Hello, take it." The monkey casually threw the sword that seemed to have completely recovered from its appearance and handed it to the middle-aged general.

"If you don't take it, can you do it?" The middle-aged general who had been frightened by the monkey's series of actions, looked at the sword in front of him that seemed to have been ruined by countless blacksmiths with big hammers back and forth, subconsciously refused.

"No, if you don't take it, you just won't accept my apology!" The monkey said with a slight slight look on his face.

"Take, take, take..."

Frightened by the monkey, the middle-aged general quickly took the sword with respect and said in panic.

The monkey nodded slightly, but did not forget to point at Tang Sanzang completely in the direction of Tang Sanzang, reminding him, "Well, since I have accepted my old Sun's apology, why don't you thank my old Sun's master quickly?"
Chapter completed!