"Ah, I'm bleeding from my nose!"

The Taoist screamed.

"What's wrong with a nosebleed? It's better than being sleepy here, right?"

Tang Monk’s analysis makes sense.

"Come on, I will definitely aim this time and I will not hurt you anymore!"

Tang Seng is preparing for the third attack.

The Taoist was anxious and used a little spell to move the stone a little and take out his feet.

"Oh, it's so amazing. I actually took out my feet!"

The Taoist pretended to be very happy.

Smiling on the surface, MMP in the heart.

"It must be when I hit the stone when I hit it, so I can loosen it so that you can come out!"

At this time, Tang Seng did not forget to take credit for his contributions.

The Taoist pretended to limp.

"Elder, can you let your eldest disciple carry me? You see, I'm so hurt like this!"

The Taoist's face was covered in blood and was very depressed.

"Okay, where are you staying at? Let Goku take you back!"

Send it back?

The Taoist was happy. In this way, wouldn’t Wukong betray me?

"My family lives in Mount Hayon, three thousand miles away."

The Taoist said deliberately, and this way.

"Wukong, use the golden cudgel to send him back."

"Master, how do you give it?"

Wukong came over and asked in a low voice.

Tang Monk whispered a few times, and Wukong suddenly realized and said happily: "I, Lao Sun, understand!"

"How do you want to give it?"

Taoist has a bad premonition.

"Let's talk about it!"

Wukong pulled his collar and held it on the golden cudgel.

Swish!

I don’t know when the golden cudgel will turn into a powerful spring.

Wukong accumulates strength and relaxes.

Let go suddenly!

Whoosh...

The Taoist is like an arrow leaving the string, flying into the sky with waves of wail...

"Let's keep on rushing!"

Monk Tang got on the horse.

...

At this moment, the Taoist who changed the Golden Horn King was bounced for tens of thousands of miles by the Golden Horn. It took a lot of effort to come back in shame.

"Second brother, what's wrong with you?"

King Jinjiao was puzzled when he saw his younger brother's face was covered in blood and his face was embarrassed.

"Hey, don't mention it, the plan has not changed quickly!"

The Silver Horn King was so angry.

"I feel that this Tang Monk has a problem, and he is definitely not a good person!"

King Silverhorn ate several sticks of Tang Monk, which was very frustrated.

"Don't be discouraged, I'll do it myself this time!"

"Brother, be careful, Tang Seng's eldest disciple is Sun Wukong!"

"What are you afraid of? We have red gourds and golden ropes in our hands, which are specially designed to deal with Sun Houzi, but I'm afraid he won't dare to come!"
Chapter completed!