Zhang Yang originally wanted to sing a few more lines, but the rope tied him tighter and tighter. He was already a little trouble breathing and couldn't even speak. Seeing Zhang Yang's painful expression, King Jin Horn did not plan to rely on the purple gold gourd to catch Zhang Yang anymore, and the rope had already subdued him.

He walked towards Zhang Yang who was lying on the ground. Seeing that he had rolled his eyes and was unconscious, he temporarily put him aside and ignored him, and then flew to the cotton clouds.

The little hooligan on the cotton cloud was so smoky that he had been in a coma. At this moment, he finally woke up, but as soon as he opened his eyes, the King of Golden Horns came into his eyes, and he almost fainted again.

Originally, King Jinke wanted to catch the little hooligan, but Cotton Cloud moved quickly and led the little hooligan to run away.

Although the speed of cotton clouds is not as fast as somersault clouds, it is still much faster than the ordinary people's technique of flying clouds and driving fogs. So King Jinke chased him for a long time and didn't catch up, so he gave up and had to carry Zhang Yang back first.

After King Jinke returned to the cave, all the little demons surrounded him and looked at Zhang Yang curiously.

A demon asked, "King, isn't this the monk who protects the monks who seek the scriptures? Why did you catch him and come back?"

Another demon said, "You know, the king must have received the scholars into the Purple Gold Gourd!"

The demons were rushing around King Jinjiao again. He thought they were very irritable, so he lied that he was tired and wanted to go back to the house to rest for a while, and then show them the people who came to seek the scriptures after he woke up.

At this time, a very inconspicuous wolf demon with yellow hair frowned among the demons. His eyes rolled around for a while, thinking about something in his mind. Then, while the demons around him were venting their dissatisfaction, he quietly left the demon group and walked out of the cave.

At this moment, the cotton cloud led the little hooligan back to the place where Zhang Yang was captured. This was a trace of being burned by fire, which looked very miserable. The little hooligan came over not long after. When he saw the ground was covered with ashes, he began to worry about Zhang Yang coming.

He asked Cotton Cloud to take him down, and then he searched around the forest, but didn't see Zhang Yang's figure. When he was about to ask about Cotton Cloud, he heard a strange sound coming from the forest.

"Ahem..."

It sounded like someone was coughing. The little hooligan thought it was Zhang Yang, so he followed the sound and saw a naked black butt on a burnt land. When the little hooligan pulled the butt out of the ground, he could see clearly that it was the scorched Changsheng.

The little hooligan smelled a burnt smell on Changsheng's body, and guessed in his heart that he must have been burned by the fire, so he said with a pity: "I don't know if the burnt ginseng fruit can still be eaten."

Perhaps his words had some effect. Changsheng shook his body violently, and then fell from the little hooligan's hand to the ground. He coughed twice and turned over, looked at the little hooligan and said, "I'm so angry that I can't help but let me know who released this fire. I will definitely not spare him."

The little hooligan looked at him and said, "I know who released this fire. It was released by a monster with silver horns on this mountain. Are you going to seek revenge on him?"

When Changsheng heard that the little hooligan knew who put it, he immediately got up from the ground and said, "Take me there and let me flatten his demon cave!"

Seeing him like this, the little hooligan asked with some concern: "Is it up to you? What are you capable of letting me see."

Seeing that the little hooligan actually questioned his ability, Changsheng picked up a stone as big as a fist from the ground, then squeezed the stone into pieces with force on his hand, and then he said to the little hooligan: "Is this good enough?"

"It's so amazing, it's you." If there was a nine-toothed rake in your hand, the little hooligan would save Zhang Yang alone, but he was helpless now. He wanted to see what kind of ability this ginseng fruit-forming immortality has. Seeing that he could crush even the stones, the little hooligan felt relieved. But he said again: "But I don't know where this monster lives."

Changsheng thought about it and said that this would not hurt him. Then he raised one of his legs and stepped on the ground hard. He saw a swaying mountain, and the little hooligan was directly shaken to the ground.

Not long after, he saw a short old man leaning on a crutch coming out of the ground. He was frightened by the movement and thought that some great god came to find him, but as soon as he saw that there were two little kids, he instantly pulled his face down and asked with an unhappy look: "What the hell are you doing?"

The little hooligan didn't say anything. He looked at the old white-bearded man and thought it was quite fun, but Changsheng, who was full of hostility, was not so friendly. He grabbed the long beard on the chin of the land and asked, "Old Land, tell me quickly, where is this place and what monsters are there!"

The land is also a land immortal. He could see a black air with great energy on Changsheng, and he knew that the child must not be an ordinary child. He hurriedly bowed to him and said, "Grandpa, this is Pingding Mountain. There is a lotus cave on the mountain. There are two monsters living in the cave, one is called King Jin Horn and the other is called King Yin Horn."

After hearing him, Changsheng didn't wait for the little hooligan to drill into the soil and disappeared. Seeing that he was very good, Tudi quickly praised: "It's really a devil who has been born since ancient times. This evil boy is just as good as the third prince of Nezha back then. I'm afraid it will cause a bloody storm."

The little hooligan came to him and asked, "Who is the third prince of Nezha? Is the third prince of Xihai so powerful?"

Tudi turned his head and looked at the older boy in front of him, and asked with disdain, "Who are you?"

The little hooligan said, "You don't know me? I am a monk from the Tang Dynasty who went to the West to obtain scriptures by Guanyin Bodhisattva. How about it? Did you scare you?"

After hearing this, Tudi laughed and said, "It's such a nonsense. The monk who came to the scriptures is clearly called Tang Monk. You, a young and stinky little child, dare to pretend to be a visitor. You think I'm not a god!"

In fact, it is not a big blame for not knowing the identity of the little hooligan. He, an inequality earth immortal, has basically been abandoned by the Heavenly Court. It is impossible for him to eat peaches. Western Buddhas would not notice that he is a little earth immortal who is about to die of old age. Therefore, he did not know that his plan to obtain the scriptures has been renewed, which is understandable.

"Forget it, I don't want to fight with you, just tell me that the two monsters are in that direction." The little hooligan was anxious to save Zhang Yang, so he didn't explain so much to the land.

Unexpectedly, Tudi asked, "Do you have any skills? You still want me to give you a guide, hum."

The little hooligan picked up a lump of earth from the ground, then squeezed it into soil residue with force, and said, "How is it, isn't it amazing?"
Chapter completed!