The legend of super sage Wukong

Chapter 372 Strong Boundless (6)

"Oh my god, what did I see? That strange beast that has no form can actually fly. This is a divine beast. Oh my god, someone is using a divine beast as a mount, and there are more than one of them. I'm dizzy."

All the crowd watching in the distance who were about to watch the show all showed shock, opened their mouths wide, and their faces were full of shock.Even Xiao Ling'er opened her eyes wide and looked at the flying beast curiously.Sun Wukong smiled, lowered his head and said to Linger: "Does Linger want a mount that can fly into the sky and escape from the ground?"

Xiao Ling'er subconsciously wanted to nod and say yes, but in the blink of an eye, she seemed to think of something, tightly grasped Sun Wukong's hands, and said in a firm tone: "Uncle, just take Linger to fly." Sun Wukong was just helpless about this. He smiled, but in his heart he planned to find a smaller mount for Linger after this matter was dealt with.

After a while, the god who flew away to deal with the big steward flew back again.Falling in front of Sun Wukong, he knelt down and said, "Go back to Father God, it has been dealt with!"

Sun Wukong observed that there was a trace of blood dripping from the corner of the mouth of the divine beast, and there was still an unsatisfactory expression on the face of the huge beast.But he already knew that the chief steward had died at the mouth of the divine beast.

"Who is so bold to break into my Peacock Clan and make trouble?" At this moment, a dozen men in colorful clothes and several old men in white shirts came out from the door. Walked out in a rage.At first glance, these people are the real members of the Peacock Clan.As soon as they came out, they didn't see what was going on, and they saw Xiao Ling'er standing in front of the crowd, holding her little hand nervously.

"You bastard?" When a group of people saw Xiao Ling'er, they yelled sharply: "You bastard, who told you to come back, why don't you hurry up!" cried out. "Bastard! Courting death!" Sun Wukong was furious, but he did it himself.

Directly above the group of people, a big hand was formed to grab the most fierce roaring young children in Chinese clothes and lift them up.Then with a sharp grip, with a "bang", the bodies of several young children who were held in the big hands were suddenly twisted and exploded.A pungent rain of blood poured down.

(End of this chapter)