Chapter 192: You want to eat the meat of a monk?

Yinjiao took the Seven-Star Sword toward the mountain, while Jinjiao ordered the fire to cook in the cave. After all, Bimawen was gone.

Marshal Tianpeng was granted the cultivation level, and the general of the roller blind returned to the Heavenly Court. The third prince of the West Sea and the Tang Monk who was powerless were left, which was not worth mentioning!

King Jinjiao did not regard them as his opponents from the beginning. After all, the two brought so many treasures, and if they could not complete the task, Jinjiao felt embarrassed.

So, just let Yinjiao go and catch people.

Tang Monk and his party walked to the foot of Pingding Mountain and were resting in the woods. Zhu Gangli and Xiaobailong studied art and literature.

Tang Monk showed his burly body and was squatting up and down with a giant tree, constantly stimulating the strength of his whole body.

The beautiful arc of muscle lines appeared as he stood up and down, and while sweat flowed, it showed his masculine beauty.

"call!"

He let out a long breath, threw down the giant tree, put on his clothes, and looked at his two apprentices, feeling speechless.

"Two fools are discussing those useless knowledge. Why don't you go to the vegetarian food quickly and prepare for dinner."

Tang Sanzang scolded, Xiao Bailong and Zhu Gangli immediately felt the crisis, and in an instant, the discussion immediately ended.

"Master, let's go now, be careful..." Zhu Gangli said with a smile, and Xiao Bailong nodded in agreement.

"Well, I'll be more careful." Tang Sanzang nodded, but Xiao Bailong and Zhu Gangli looked strange.

"That... Master, can I say it?" Xiao Bailong asked, with a little scared on his face.

"Tell me."

With Tang Sanzang's promise, the little white dragon was like a gold medal for avoiding death.

"What Lao Zhu said is to ask your elder brother, Master, to be careful of some monsters that are appearing nearby."

"Yes, I will be careful. Don't worry, go to beg for alms. At your speed, it's only a moment." Tang Sanzang said seriously, but Zhu Gangli smiled embarrassedly.

"Master, what I mean now is to let you pay attention to the safety of monsters and don't kill them with one punch, so as not to scare away all the monsters above the Journey to the West."

Speaking of this, Zhu Gangli signaled him to see his current muscles and strength. He was no longer the same as before. He would really kill the monster if he was accidentally killed.

Tang Sanzang: “…”

"I understand, get out of here, go to Huazhai, I will give you a punch if I force you more!"

Tang Sanzang was ready to beat his hands and thought that his disciples were caring for him, but unexpectedly, he was worried about the passing monsters.

"Let's go..." Xiaobailong urged Zhu Gangli and said.

So, under Tang Sanzang's murderous gaze, the two rushed away quickly, fearing that they would die if they took a step slower.

...

Half an hour later.

Before Xiao Bailong and Zhu Gangli came back, Tang Sanzang sat cross-legged at this moment, and his stomach began to whimper.

"Why haven't the two fools come back yet? Could it be that they are lazy?" Tang Sanzang was confused. With their journey, they were just thoughts.

Rush rust...

Suddenly, footsteps came out of the woods, and Tang Sanzang's eyes suddenly looked over and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

All I heard was the sound of conversation inside.

"The Second King, that's Tang Sanzang, right?"

"Well, it should be him, it's just that his disciples are not here. Let's fight quickly and grab them back and eat meat."

King Silver Horn held the Seven-Star Sword in his hand, and then ordered the little demons hidden from both sides to copy them away to prevent Tang Sanzang from escaping.

"Eat my meat? Then come on, I hope some monsters will transform into shapes. After they recover, they will be able to eat meat." Tang Sanzang thought to himself, and then pretended to close his eyes and continued to sit cross-legged.

"Hope is the transformation of monsters..."

"Hope is the transformation of monsters..."

"Hope is the transformation of monsters..."

...

Tang Sanzang kept muttering this sentence, and the little demon's surround was formed in an instant. Seeing that the surround was successful, King Silver Horn jumped out of the woods.

"Tang Sanzang, surrender obediently to avoid suffering from flesh and blood." As soon as the Silver Horn King appeared, it was a classic kidnapping sentence.

"Ah! Monster, is anyone helping me?" Tang Sanzang shouted for help in a very exaggerated manner, holding the air at a loss, his eyes full of horror.

"This... won't be sick, right?" The little demons looked strange in their faces. They looked at their movements and looked extremely exaggerated, muttering in their mouths.

"King, is this really a great monk who has achieved enlightenment and a good person who has practiced for ten generations? Why do you look a little unwise?

A little demon next to King Silverhorn asked.

King Silverhorn looked at Tang Sanzang's words and deeds, and doubts appeared in his eyes. This was different from the rumors. Could it be that he really caught the wrong person.

King Silverhorn walked around Tang Sanzang, looked carefully again, and then stopped after confirming that.

"That's right, this is Tang Sanzang. He just doesn't know what crazy he is. Maybe Zhu Gangli and others are there before, so he acted normally..."

"So that's the case, the king is still smart." The follower flattered, but the Silver Horn King was also very helpful and nodded calmly.

"Of course, otherwise you are the king, and I am the one who flatters me. Learn well."

King Yinjiao glanced at Tang Sanzang who was coming from Jingjing, and then straightened his body and said.

"The king is mighty!"

"The king is extremely smart!"

"The king is extremely talented!"

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The little demons were praised one after another, and Tang Sanzang couldn't listen anymore. This was belittling the poor monk and highlighting himself.

"Out! Monster, don't be arrogant. I am a monk who has no power to tie a chicken. You will also bully me. I have the will to wait for my disciples to come back." Tang Sanzang responded to the Silver Horn King as if he mustered up his courage.

"Yohe, you are a weak chicken, do you have the right to speak?"

The Silver Horn King suddenly felt unhappy and was actually beaten by a bald donkey with no power.

"Carry back to eat meat later!"

"Are you sure you want to eat my meat?"

"Confirm!" King Silver Horn finally understood why his elder brother had to eat Tang Seng's meat, because this guy looked really plump and juicy at the moment.

"Then you are not a good monster, do you want to eat it too?"

"Eat, eat, eat!!!"

The little demons shouted.

"I am a monk with no power to tie a chicken. You all want to bully me. It seems that the old female monster I met on the way said that her legs were numb. You must have done it!"

"What female old monster?! Is it you? When I saw you limping and holding your waist..."

As soon as Tang Sanzang said, some people in the little demon group guessed and suspected their companions around him.

"It's not me. I secretly relaxed myself that night. The king and the second king said they wanted to capture Tang Seng, and where are there any time..."

"Good brother, I read you right, I believe you."

The monster put the shoulders of the monster beside him and said.

"Carry back and eat meat!" King Yinke felt embarrassed, shouted loudly, interrupting the discussion.

"The ugly monster with Yinjiao, do you want to eat my monk's meat? Then take my punch!"

"Not to mention one punch, I'll catch all ten punches. What if I'm a weak chicken's combat power is, what if I hit you?"

The Silver Horn King said proudly, attracting the envy and jealousy of the little demons. This is the charm of the king.
Chapter completed!