No!" Monk Bukong waved his hand.

Guo Xiaojiu seemed to know that he couldn't do it, and she was a little angry and sighed simply: "Come and pick me up?"

"Of course!" Bukong clapped his hands, ignored the Five Hundred Iron Armored Satellite TV, turned around and looked at Guo Xiaojiu: "You are so injured, I'll let you go by yourself. If that daughter knows, how long will it take to ignore me?"

"Bring you away!" Bukong did not wait for Guo Xiaojiu to answer, and stopped him on his back, grinning and said, "When she was young, I carried her on Qingcheng Mountain like this. After that, I never had the chance to carry her again, and she never let me carry it again."

As he said that, Bukong also jumped down and had already arrived at the city.

Bukong seemed to want to talk to someone, and he kept talking nonstop. When Ning Buer was young, he found Ning Buer where he was. Why did he take him from Hedong Road to Jiannan Road? How did he lie to her and call him father?

Bukong was very happy to speak, and Guo Xiaojiu was very happy to listen, but he might be too tired, squinted his eyes and pulled him behind Bukong.

He smiled from time to time when Bukong said these things. Bukong didn't know if he had listened to him carefully. Anyway, as long as he was still angry, Bukong would talk non-stop.

It seems that Ning Buer's first down the mountain was the time when Guo Xiaojiu met Ning Buer outside Luoyang City. Bukong seemed a little unhappy: "I heard that someone walked out of Luoyang City with her on her back, so I walked all the way from Jiannan Road to Luoyang. I wanted to see what kind of boy he was, and dared to walk out of Luoyang with her on her back."

"Aren't you afraid that she won't get married?" Guo Xiaojiu asked weakly.

"You kid, she is a female disciple of the Taoist sect. She is only practicing the purity of six senses. Wouldn't it be okay if she can't marry? She can be a great Taoist sect master for the rest of her life. Who else dares to force her to get married in the entire Tang Dynasty? Not to mention the world, even the one sitting on the dragon throne of the imperial capital will not dare."

Bukong was in a bad mood, so he stopped talking, kept silent, and never mentioned the matter of that day.

Two days later, a black horse walked out of Luoyang City. On the horse's back was a charming woman with a light green Taoist robe covering her body and a purple gauze covering her face.

A middle-aged monk was holding a horse. The one who led the horse was Monk Bukong, and the one who sat on the horse's back was naturally Ning Buer.

Behind the horse's butt was a sabre boy, Guo Xiaojiu.

Monk Bukong narrowed his eyes, smiled on his face, and glanced back from time to time. First he looked at Ning Buer, but Ning Buer's face turned red. Later, he looked at Guo Xiaojiu, but Guo Xiaojiu glared back.

"Hey, you boy!" Monk Bukong immediately took off his hemp shoes and threw them at Guo Xiaojiu.

Guo Xiaojiu could not dodge and was beaten up straight. He could only reach out and pat his sleeves. He looked reluctant to pick up his shoes, walked over quickly, and handed them to Monk Bukong's hand.

"Do you boy know how much advantage you have?" Monk Bukong nodded at Guo Xiaojiu: "Half the elixir Ning Buer asked for from the Taoist Sect, otherwise you would think you can still walk out of Longdong City?"

"Bah! Don't talk about walking out of Longdong City, I'm afraid I'll die at this time." Bukong waved his hand and had put on his shoes.

"I know, I know!" Guo Xiaojiu waved his hand, carried his back, and continued to follow the horse's butt.

"Just judging from your attitude, boy, let alone marrying my Fairy Ning to you, you are afraid you won't think about this in your life!" Monk Bukong rubbed his nose, but seemed to remember that he had picked the shoes he used to pick with his hand just now.

I sniffed hard, but fortunately there was no smell.

Two chucklings came from behind, and Bukong frowned: "Ning Buer, go to the imperial capital with me."

"Why?" Ning Buer then raised his head, frowned slightly and asked, "Didn't he mean to go to Longyou first and then go to the imperial capital?"

"I have changed my mind. Let's go to the imperial capital first. Not to Longyou anymore. Let this kid go by himself!" Monk Bukong stopped the horse and touched the horse's neck: "This horse is good. If there is a horse at that time, you don't have to fly up and down. I will lead the horse to take you to the imperial capital."

Guo Xiaojiu sighed slightly, "This horse is the horse of Luoyang Palace, can it be worse?" It's not a pity that this horse. Even if Bukong takes away this horse, only Ning Buer can sit on the back of the horse.

What is he unhappy?

Monk Bukong let go of the reins: "I have something left in the city. I'll go back to get it. We'll go to the imperial capital later. Don't go around. If I can't find you later, I'll strip this kid's skin. He'll keep
Chapter completed!