Journey to the West: I Am Entertaining in the Great Tang

"Wait, are you still willing to fall in love?"

The figure of Fuhu appeared in the picture, the warm Buddha light enveloped the world, and the voice asked in a flat voice.

After hearing this, everyone's face twitched involuntarily. What's so special, the ninth reincarnation, as long as a normal person, can't stand such torture, right?

People who love each other, have known each other, but go to the perfect miss forever, can you still arrange some blood in the dog?

Even, everyone present felt that Fuhu did this deliberately?

After all, their Buddhism is just a group of scams, a group of light people, so they don’t look down on such people who love each other?

Nu Wa's sharp eyes looked at the leisurely Tathagata Buddha, her eyes full of warnings.

You kid wait for me!

Tathagata: "..."

His originally leisurely expression was slightly stiff. The next moment, he found that everyone's eyes looking at him had become unkind, and even those mortals looked at him with hatred.

What a shit!

Immediately, he looked at Fuhu, and saw that this guy was still indifferent, as if he had already obtained the status of Amitabha Buddha, aloof.

What is this...

Is it poisonous?

He already felt something bad, although he didn't know what went wrong.

After all, a Buddha, do you expect him to understand love?

It's almost the same as Huanxi Buddha.

The picture continues, but the atmosphere in the cinema has become deadly.

Following Fuhu's questioning, the figures of Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian appeared in front of them, but they were so small under the huge figure.

The two were silent, and the memories of the ninth world reincarnation reverberated in their minds.

"You are still willing to fall in love?"

Fuhu asked again, his voice was vast.

But Ning Caichen's mind is replaying, one life is a hundred years, and one life is a thousand years!

Looking at her back, she paid so much, but she didn't say a word, he didn't shrink no matter how hard he was, and he was never afraid of storms, but...

"I......"

Ning Caichen's lips trembled and his face turned pale, but he did not hesitate anymore and could say the word willing.

Because he didn't know, after he uttered the word "willing", would there be a reincarnation for a hundred generations or a thousand generations rebirth?

Nie Xiaoqian was at a loss with tears in her face, like a homeless child.

"I don't want it!"

The picture is directly frozen at this moment, turning into black and white.

End!

"Fogweed***!"

"boom!"

The fiery red boy's eyes were full of anger, he stood up, opened his small mouth, and crimson flames appeared, all over the world and rushed towards the Fuhu Arhat in front of him.

"Bald donkey, why are you going to die for me!"

As the flame appeared, Hong Haier stretched out his hand, and the flaming spear appeared in his hand, turned into a fierce musket, and shot it out.

This shocking change was unexpected to everyone.

"You are bold!"

Fuhu Arhat's face changed, and he quickly took out the vajra to resist.

"Huh, it's ridiculous, absolutely ridiculous!"

The Lord Tongtian's face was pale, and even the faces of the Taoist Tianzun Nuwa and others were extremely ugly. They didn't pay attention to the red boy, but looked closely at Zhunti and Xiuying.

"Brother, let's go to Chaos and have a good chat. I think your Buddhist teachings may have some problems!"

The sage Nuwa spoke of a gentle temperature, but her beautiful eyes were full of anger.