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

"Well, it's really annoying, let's settle it first and change the stove."

Sun Wukong looked at Tang Sanzang, who was drooling wildly, with disgust on his face.

This guy is also a talent, even if he can't beep, he can be annoying.

Afterwards, he took out the stove he got from Taishang Laojun, and let Sha Wujing speed up the progress.

There's nothing to do here, it's time to leave.

With a good stove, this thing is much easier to do, and coupled with the six Ding Shenhuo of Zhiyang Bao Fan, this pot of lion head that Monkey King is concerned about will soon be out of the pot.

"This piece is good, which lion spirit is this?"

Sun Wukong took a sip, and it tasted really good, especially smooth and tender.

"This is the snow lion. When I removed it, I found that his meat was relatively tender!"

Sha Wujing glanced at it and said.

These are all his own hands-on, and naturally see the origin.

"Well, this lion is not bad, it's not as big as Bai!"

Sun Wukong nodded.

Other flavors are also good, just...not as good as Snow Lion.

Therefore, the snow lion's share was rounded up by Sun, and there was not one left.

"Elder Brother, what about the fat man?"

While tasting his own craftsmanship, Sha pointed at Tang Sanzang.

At this moment, Tang Sanzang's eyes were glowing green.

This tangy aroma, coupled with Sun Wukong's comments.

Such a good thing, he can only stare, uncomfortable! "Uh... accidentally forget this stuff!"

Sun Wukong smiled awkwardly and waved his hand to release Tang Sanzang's imprisonment.

"Hey, why don't you stop the teacher!"

Tang Sanzang's body softened, and he was about to spread to the ground.

I haven't moved for such a long time, my body is already numb.

But Tang Sanzang directly relied on his strong willpower to control his figure and hurriedly rushed towards the cauldron.

Such a good thing should first honor his master.

These disciples do not respect the teacher at all.

"You're just a scum, you can eat a few bites."

Sun Wukong said disdainfully.

"No hindrance, I can die for food, and I have no regrets and no regrets for teachers!"

Tang Sanzang said nonchalantly, and took a bite.

"By the way, Wukong, that [-]-year-old Peach is also a teacher, don't forget it!"

Although he was imprisoned just now, he could still hear it.

It took Taiyi to save the suffering Tianzun, but it took nine thousand years of peach to change his life, how could he miss it.

That is comparable to ginseng fruit.

He has already tried ginseng fruit, so since the [-]-year-old peach has appeared, he naturally cannot let it go.

Sun Wukong shook his head disdainfully.

I'm still thinking about the [-]-year-old Peach, I'm afraid I'm not living in a dream! "Well comfortable"

Tang Sanzang felt that his whole person had been sublimated.

I don't know if it's because the meat of this lion spirit is delicious, or because Sha Wujing's craftsmanship has improved, he has never eaten such delicious meat.

"belch"

"Forehead......"

Tang Sanzang, who was planning to take another sip, burped instantly.

Tang Sanzang was immediately speechless.

The most painful thing in life is..., an ultimate delicious food is placed in front of you for you to enjoy, but you are so full.

Tang Sanzang kept hinting that he could eat more, but he couldn't open his mouth.

Brain: I can eat ten more 10s! Mouth: No, you can't! Looking at the lion's head just beside his mouth, Tang Sanzang was about to cry.

Why is he such a waste? Look at the three Monkey Kings 3, and enjoy it directly, the gap is too big.

"what!"

Tang Sanzang cried out in grief and indignation.