The first monster in history

Chapter 357 There is no need for a reason for the young master to be tough!hero kill
"Wukong, fuck him. The poor monk doesn't show his power, but he is still a monk and a Taoist priest. Back then, he didn't dare to compete with the poor monk for his wife, and he was speechless when he was scolded by the poor monk. You little devil, you despise the poor as soon as you come out. Monk, how unreasonable is this?" Sanzang was furious, and he had never been so angry when Wukong called him a bald donkey.

However, that is justifiable. After being suppressed for hundreds of years, it is a person whose temper is not so good, maybe even mentally ill!Now I'm just a child, and a child has parents, and according to common sense, the parents should still be there.Such a little devil with no family education and no manners, so Sanzang intends to discipline his parents.

"Little baby, my master has already said so, so no wonder my grandson is so cruel, just look at the stick." Wukong raised the stick and was about to strike, clean and neat, without any affectation.

I saw the kid say arrogantly, "You are ungrateful and playful, you are not a good boy. Thanks to my father, Niu Demon King, and you are still sworn brothers, how dare you help outsiders deal with your nephew like this? You are so kind." Beast, hum."

"Pfft..." It wasn't someone who laughed, but Wukong, who wanted to rush over, fell down and made a sound on the street.

"Bull Demon King? What stuff! When will such a character appear in the Demonic Way?" Bajie thought about it and didn't think about it. That's right. When the Seven Saints got sworn brothers, he was just an ant. How could he remember it? So Even Sand Monk didn't remember, let alone Ao Bing who was trapped.

"What a monster, look at the trick!" Drifting was very unhappy being scolded, and if you were scolded like this by others, you would definitely be upset, so he yelled and went on.

"You want to hit me, but you're too tender. You have too much beard. Wait for me to set it on fire, so that I won't be an eyesore to you." Let's see that the child sneezed, his nostrils Sparks came out, and everyone didn't react for a moment, and he won the big prize. The live performance of burning Drifting Monk was really not polite at all.

Today's sand monks wash their utensils, and they are as poor as "washing".It doesn't matter if the beard is gone, but the clothes are gone, and the dick is blowing in the wind.Sorry, it's a little yellow, please ignore it.

"Ah,,," Drifting ran away like a madman.

It is right to do so, so as not to be ashamed and lose face.It's too cold for a person who is blacker than the black man from Xiao Fei to run around naked like this, it's better to hide in a corner.

"It's unreasonable, I'll go." Ao Bing changed from a dragon horse to a dragon, drooling, as if trying to restrain the child's anger, and drown him by the way.

"You're playing with the child! You're playing this fake trick, cut it. Let's take a look at the young master's fire, I guarantee you will be cooked." The child opened his cherry mouth, and the raging fire came from his mouth. The fire of "Brother Pig", who is so wise and close to the demon, is only such a big fire, and the sky is half red. Isn't it burning the sky?
"I'm stupid, it's not going well. Brother retreat first, you hold on." A dragon with its tail on fire floated away, maybe it was to make soy sauce, but he didn't want to come back to face this kid again. The real issue is the reason why he abandoned his accomplices.

Bajie was stunned, he didn't expect this little doll to be so powerful, even sharper than Brother Xili.Already so bullish at a young age, will he be able to do it when he grows up?Bajie guessed that he must be the descendant of a certain master, so he planned to trick him into finding out who his parents were!What backing?
"Little friend, uncle gave you sweets, hahahahaha. Kid, can you tell uncle, what are your parents' names? Who are the adults in the family?" Bajie looked wretched, holding this in his hand. The lollipop that came out stepped forward and asked the child coquettishly, this pig's head is so wretched that it is unimaginably flat, so, will such childish behavior not work?
"Thank you, Uncle Stupid Pig. My name is Honghaier, the son of the Bull Demon King's wife, Princess Iron Fan. There are no grown-ups at home, no, there are. Dad, he seduces other women outside. I heard that he is a vixen. I thought I baked it, but my dad said, this is mistress, and I can’t move it. Grass, isn’t it a lover, as the saying goes, mistress! Mistress is fifty cents.” When the good boy said this, everyone was stunned.

Bajie was stunned and opened his mouth wide, drooling all over the floor.It's not seeing delicious food, or seeing a beautiful woman, but being dazed by thunder.Wukong stood up with difficulty, and Lei was thrown into the street by his words.Sanzang was depressed, and thought to himself, "Why do children nowadays mature so precociously! What's wrong with the world? Poor monks are falling behind! Is there anything?"

Who is the Bull Demon King? Who is the Iron Fan Princess?It's just asking three questions.Kissed a question but didn't know anything. After reflecting on it, Ba Jie felt that he had been tricked.A brat, actually used him as an 'old fox' to start a brush, really the aunt could bear it, but the uncle couldn't bear it.Brother Pig wants to get mad, and wants to show Red Boy a lesson, pigs are not easy to bully.

However, he was a step too late, and only heard Hong Haier say, "I heard that an angry pig tastes better when you bring it to BBQ. I don't know if it's true! Uncle Stupid Pig, the reason is that you give me candy, so just be good." Let me BBQ you."

"Damn, Brother Monkey, Master, I can't stand the old pig, you can figure it out, bye." In the blink of an eye, another one was burned away. This red boy is so tough, I can't find any The reason is that he is not strong.

"Monkey, stand still and listen to me!" Seeing that Wukong had just stood up again, the red boy yelled, and Wukong really obediently stood up straight like a soldier, so the red boy said, "you Seduce my mother, my father ran away from home in anger, and flirted with the vixen, the young master is very unhappy now. You have to give me a beating to relieve the anger, stand still, young master, I will come."

Looking at the flaming red boy, thinking of the miserable situation of those juniors, Wukong flashed and ran away.He came back via sound transmission very politely, "Master, you wait, I'll go to her mother for help. No, I'll go to his father to explain clearly, this is all a misunderstanding. Bye bye,,,,"

"Uh,, o(╯□╰)o,,," Sanzang and Honghaier were speechless.

"Baldy donkey, I don't even want you anymore, so you can just follow me. Come on, play the game I invented with you, Hero Kill." Red Boy abducted Sanzang in no time, and disappeared without a trace.

In the next minute, he appeared by a river, and Hong Haier took out a card with various characters on it and placed it on the ground.He said old-fashionedly, "It's not good to play in my place, so just find a place to play. Come and sit, and my master will teach you how to play."

"Hero killing? What! Can you still play games?" Sanzang asked puzzled, but he still followed what the little evil star said.

"Oh, I asked Uncle Nezha to help me do this. Seal all of them into the playing cards, add formations, play rules, etc., activate which formations, and what effects will appear. Or kill each other. However, none of them will die, and they will all be resurrected after the game is over." Hong Haier said as if nothing had happened, but it doesn't mean that Sanzang's ability to bear is as strong as him.

"What? You,,," Sanzang hadn't finished speaking when he was given a cold look by the red boy, who swallowed everything and dared not say it again.

"This doll is really a big devil. He can think of such a horrible game. Then Uncle Nezha is really, he spoils this little ancestor so much. No wonder he has such a perverted personality, making people elusive, and his cleverness is confused. Like an old fox for many years, alas! The journey of the poor monk to the West was full of disasters and disasters." Sanzang couldn't help sighing in his heart.

(End of this chapter)