After a while, the master and the other two landed on Qilin Mountain and outside the Golden Harvest Cave.

"Wukong, I was wrong as a teacher before."

"What's the meaning?"

Wukong wondered.

"The master was too kind-hearted in the past and shouldn't blame you for killing!"

"Master, it's okay, the evil monster should be killed!"

Wukong was very happy, and the master finally got to know him.

boom!

Wukong shattered the gate of the demon cave with a stick.

"Golden-retriever monster, get out and receive surrender!"

Wukong stood at the door.

"Ahem, Wukong, stand behind and let me come!"

Tang Seng was worried that Wukong would steal the limelight.

"Steal the queen, otherwise you will flatten your Qilin Mountain!"

Tang Monk waved his Zen Staff, no less weak than enlightenment.

...

"Master, it's not good. There is a bald donkey outside shouting and scolding, so I'll hand over the prince's wife!"

The little demon reported urgently.

"Where did the bald donkey come from?"

The golden retriever was stunned and then smiled, "Is it a monk with a monkey-faced thunder dude, a monk with a pig-headed and big ears, and a monk with a skeleton hanging on his neck?"

These three are Wukong, Bajie and Sha Seng.

"No, he is a big bald man with a Zen stick in his hand!"

"Who could that be?"

The Golden Retriever is too lazy to think too much, so don’t you know if you go out and take a look?

"Little Golden Retriever, get out quickly!"

Tang Monk waved his hand, and a ray of lightning struck down, hitting the entrance of the cave, and rocks exploded.

"Seng Tang!"

The golden retriever recognized him at a glance and was very happy. Eating Tang Monk's meat could last forever, but he actually took the initiative to deliver it to his door. Who said that there would be no pie falling from the sky!

"Young guys, please catch Tang Monk and you will receive a lot of rewards!"

The golden retriever shouted excitedly.

"Master, I, Lao Sun, come to protect you!"

Wukong stood in front of him.

"Wukong, I will protect you this time!"

Tang Monk pushed Wukong away, clenched his Zen Staff, and rushed forward to the little demon.

Bang bang bang!

Tang Monk glanced at the sky eye and found that the little monsters were all about 50 plastic levels.

Humph, a bunch of plastic slags should be rude in front of your brass grandpa!

"Look at the fight!"
Chapter completed!