When the live broadcast of Kuaichuan is in progress

Chapter 189

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He and Tang Seng are masters and apprentices, why is there such a big difference.

"Ah."

I saw Tang Seng nodded coldly, even stingy with a smile.

In Shengge's astonishment, Tang Seng turned and left without saying a word.

MMP...

I really want to scold people.

What did Tang Seng come to tease in this circle?

retarded...

(ノ=Д=)ノ┻━┻
The guards also looked confused, what is the holy monk doing...

However, with the blessing of this fake monk, they can be regarded as seeing the holy monk.

Well, let this brat go.

The raging fire in Shengge's body began to burn, and finally broke free from the five-flowered bondage, then quickly pulled out the thing stuffed in his mouth, and threw it at Tang Seng's back.

Tang Seng seemed to have eyes on his back, and he easily dodged it with a graceful posture.

"presumptuous……"

Shengge's casual behavior scared the guards.

If the monks were harmed under their noses, it would not be an exaggeration for them to be beheaded.

"Big……"

monk...

"Huh? What are you going to say?"

Tang Seng suddenly turned his head to look at Sheng Ge, and Sheng Ge came to a sudden stop when he was about to speak.

Huh, don't be angry, these are golden thighs.

Shengge persuaded herself silently in her heart.

"Master..."

Shengge smiled all over his face, and his attitude changed 180 degrees.

What Jin Thigh says makes sense.

"You still have Second Master?"

Tang Seng frowned slightly, and his hands hidden in the wide sleeves were pinching and counting for some reason.

"How could it be, the apprentice only has you as a master."

With the golden thighs in front, Shengge immediately forgot about the magic stick brother in the live broadcast room.

Alas, who made Tang Seng so narrow-minded.

It's just that the result of Shengge doing this is that the live broadcast room exploded...

All of them were slightly crowded with bullet screens, obviously dissing Shengge's dog-legged words.

Sheng Ge pretended not to see, the only important thing was being able to hug the golden thigh.

Seeing Tang Seng's slightly frowning brows slowly loosening up, Sheng Ge was overjoyed.

She just said, Tang Seng is not a heartless person.

However, the facts tell Shengge how to slap his face the loudest without any blind spots.

"The poor monk doesn't remember that there is such a handsome disciple as you..."

Tang Seng bit the word "Qing Jun" very hard.

Shengge: "..."

What does it mean?

Could it be that Tang Seng only recognizes her pig face, but doesn't like her first love face now?

The face of first love is the most precious thing, okay?

Or, Tang Seng is jealous...

Probably not, after all, Xiaobai looks countless times better than her.

Tang Seng has the courage to get along with Xiaobai day and night, so...

But the silly white sweet bodyguard focused on the word "poor monk".

Alas, the holy monk is modest, this is the real demeanor of everyone, and this is the master worthy of admiration.

It's not like the fake monk just now, who kept clamoring.

Seeing that it was useless, he began to pretend to be pitiful with snot and tears.

How could this kind of fake monk be the disciple of the holy monk?

"Master, this disciple is not as good-looking as Xiao Bai."

Shengge really couldn't figure out what Tang Seng was thinking, but thinking of Tang Seng's partiality for Xiaobai, he decided to go for what he liked.

She didn't know how to flatter Tang Seng, so couldn't she flatter Xiaobai?

Hearing this, Tang Seng took it for granted, Xiaobai's good looks are obvious to all, and there is no need to be humble.

Seeing Tang Seng nodding, Shengge began to climb up the pole.

"Master, are you willing to recognize your apprentice?"

Shengge Gouleg looked at Tang Seng expectantly again.

At this time, Tang Seng's status in Datang is far more important than real history.

Perhaps, this is not the era she studied.

Here, Tang Seng's reputation and the emperor's trust have reached their peak.

Well, hugging this golden thigh, she won't have to meet Gao Yang in the future, just like a mouse meeting a cat.

"Whether you recognize it or not, it still depends on the Zen staff."

Out of nothing, Tang Seng was not afraid of being surprised by the guards, so he took out his Zen staff and threw it at Shengge.

Master, this will kill people.

Although Zhu Bajie was said to be the marshal of the canopy before, he was actually a pig demon.

Since it is a demon, it has thicker skin and thicker skin than humans.

"Ok?"

Tang Seng looked at Sheng Ge with a half-smile.

Either get punched or get out.

What a simple multiple choice question.

Is it really a free-wheeling thing to leave when you leave and return when you come back?
Shengge understood Tang Seng's expression, paused slightly, and stopped his steps to escape.

Beat it, it's fine if you don't beat him to death.

The Zen rod hit Sheng Ge's body one after another, and it hurt.

But looking at Tang Seng's expression, Sheng Ge couldn't utter words of pain.

The one-sided beating is over, and Shengge's figure has gained a lot of weight...

Shengge promises that even if her true love, Princess Gaoyang, appears at this moment, she will never recognize that this big fat man who looks like he is inflated with gas is the wishful man she has been thinking of.

"Ok?"

Shengge looked at Tang Seng shiveringly.

She knew that Tang Seng was very merciful.

If Tang Seng really wanted to beat her to death, all he needed was a Zen stick, and she had no chance to resist at all.

Tang Seng looked at Sheng Ge with the eyes of an idiot...

Young man, are you too silly and sweet?

If Wukong knew that you were coming back, he wouldn't be able to solve it by beating you up.

What should I do, I really want to watch a play.

Tang Seng thought secretly.

Since I want to watch a play, I'd better keep Ba Jie by my side, at least it will be more convenient for me to watch a play.

"This person is a former disciple of the poor monk, please benefactors."

Tang Seng explained to the conscientious guard.

The entire world view of the guards has collapsed now, and they can't believe which one is the real holy monk.

It turns out that the holy monk is so tough.

Where do they need their protection? If something unexpected happens, it is still uncertain who will protect whom.

Because Tang Seng shocked them so much that they temporarily forgot the strange relationship between Sheng Ge and Tang Seng.

Shengge followed Tang Seng into Hongfu Temple. Hongfu Temple was not as majestic as Shengge's imagination as a holy place, but rather like a small manor of ordinary people.

Simple, understated, straightforward but good.

Shengge's heart was completely broken when he thought about the money he had to stay in the inn from begging, and seeing Tang Seng living in a manor-like temple.

At this moment, she wanted to sing a cool song for herself.

"noob."

Shengge controlled the muscles of his face, and greeted Xiaobai with a twisted and ferocious expression.

"..."

Xiaobai's eyes were full of understanding.

He knew that the master would definitely beat up the second senior brother, otherwise it would not be enough to vent his anger.

After all, the days when he was trained by the senior brother was the dark history of the master's life.

Aggrieved, but who made the master not the opponent of the elder brother?

During that time, the elder brother was inexplicably keen to find someone to compete with.

In the name it is a sparring, but in fact it is unilateral abuse.

The famous immortals in the Three Realms were all beaten up.

(End of this chapter)