Journey to the West: I, Sun Wukong, Swear Not to Become a Buddha!

After Tang Sanzang screamed in agony, he looked surprised and found that he seemed to be fine.

Then it turned out that the tight hoop on the top of the head emitted a faint golden light, blocking the attack of the white bone spirit.

It turns out that this tight hoop is really a magic weapon! But why didn't the white bone spirit kick him before, it's strange! "You scum, the old lady has turned into an eighty-year-old old lady now, you still want to flirt with the old lady, brain. Sick!"

The white bone spirit scolded while pumping.

After a while, the golden light that sheltered Tang Sanzang began to disintegrate.

Sun Wukong quickly stopped the White Bone Spirit and said dissatisfiedly: "Fairy, my old grandson is still there, don't blame my old grandson for killing flowers!"

"Humph!"

Bai Gujing glared at Tang Sanzang angrily, then turned his head and left.

Guanyin looked from both sides, shrugged his shoulders, and went straight to chase the white bone spirit.

Sun Wukong doesn't really care about Tang Sanzang's life or death. It's good that Tang Sanzang is dead, at least...he can still make a million! But now he's right next to him, watching helplessly. With Tang Sanzang being beaten to death, where does he put his face! Mainly because of the tight hoop on Tang Sanzang's head, the defense is actually pretty good, but he has been helping Tang Sanzang for so long! "Huh"

Tang Sanzang breathed a sigh of relief, this woman's anger is too terrifying! "Wukong!"

"Um"

Sun Wukong looked at Tang Sanzang strangely, not knowing what this guy wanted to do again, "You can be a teacher!"

"what"

Sun Wukong looked at Tang Sanzang with a bewildered expression, why did he make such a strange request, "Come on, fight!"

Seeing Sun Wukong's doubts, Tang Sanzang said with certainty.

Okay, although the request is very strange, it is also what Tang Sanzang asked himself, and must be satisfied.

Sun Wukong controlled his strength and punched Tang Sanzang directly in the eye.

"what"

Chapter 96

"Wukong, why are you hitting so hard?"

Tang Sanzang rubbed Wu Qing's eyes and asked in dissatisfaction.

"Heavy"

Sun Wukong smiled disdainfully: "Master, I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding of Zhong, if I punch with all my strength, let alone you, this mountain will blow him up!"

Tang Sanzang looked at the towering and tall Baihuling under his feet, and after comparing his body, he stood up instantly! Well, it's really light to start! It's just that one eye can't be seen now!" Master, the goblin didn't hurt you just now, you have no problem with your brain, why did you let me hit you?"

Sun Wukong asked in surprise.

Even Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing stayed far away, they always felt that Tang Sanzang's brain was not normal today, so it's better to stay away, so as not to be infected! "Uh... I just want to verify an inference!"

Tang Sanzang said embarrassedly.

"infer what to infer"

Sun Wukong asked curiously.

"Being a teacher is... I want to know when this magic weapon will protect me!"

Tang Sanzang pointed to the hoop on his head and asked.

"That's it"

Sun Wukong was stunned.

"That's it!"

Tang Sanzang nodded, then continued: "The goblin hit me before, but the hoop didn't respond at all. Why does it protect me again when it hits me with the bamboo stick this time?"

The key is that I asked Sun Wukong to try it just now, but there was no response at all.

"Uh...you can ask us about this!"

Sun Wukong said speechlessly.

This Tang Sanzang is the head iron, and he actually tested it himself.

"what"

Tang Sanzang's face was bewildered, and his magic weapon could also ask others, "This is a tight hoop, it's really a good magic weapon now, it's not easy for ordinary monsters to hurt you!"

Sun Wukong explained: "If you want to automatically trigger, there is a precondition, that is... Master, you are in danger of life!"

Tang Sanzang suddenly realized.

It turns out that the goblin was planning to kill him just now! "If the master doesn't believe it, we can try it out!"

With that said, Sun Wukong took out the Ruyi golden hoop stick and gestured beside Tang Sanzang's head, as if searching for the best angle of action.

Tang Sanzang turned his head and left.

Try a ghost! If this thing on the head is slow to respond, if Sun Wukong doesn't control the strength, won't he be directly knocked to death by Sun Wukong.

He is alive and well now, but he hasn't stopped yet!...The white bone spirit is very irritable now.

Tang Sanzang's master and apprentice have been not playing cards according to the routine, which made her plan not proceed normally.