Time Travel Begins with Dragon Ball

If he wanted to ascend to that throne, Sun Wukong would become his biggest threat, but he didn't dare to move this threat at all.I can only pray that Sun Wukong will never help his ninth brother, otherwise he really has no hope at all, because now in Korea, no one dares to disobey Sun Wukong's words, and tens of thousands of elite soldiers will be wiped clean in an instant. The news of Ren Ji Wuye has spread like wildfire, and the Korean high-level officials have already learned everything.

It can be said that Sun Wukong alone has seized the lifeline of the entire South Korea and deterred the ministers.

Now, whoever Sun Wukong supports will definitely be able to ascend to the supreme throne.

It is precisely because of the existence of Sun Wukong that it deterred those younger people who were eager to move and coveted the supreme throne, otherwise those Korean sons would have already entered the struggle for power and profit.

"Big Brother Wukong!" After seeing Sun Wukong, Red Lotus immediately got up, rushed into his arms, and burst into tears: "Father, he... Father, he... 5555~~"

Just as Sun Wukong hugged the red lotus and comforted in a soft voice, the voice that opened the ground sounded: "The hour has come, ladies and gentlemen, go all the way!"

"I don't want to die yet~555555~~~"

In an instant, the sound of crying permeated the entire hall again, but when a group of soldiers kicked down the stool under their feet, the crying stopped abruptly, and replaced it with an 'uhh' sound, and countless young and beautiful women were hanging in white. Ling Shang, dancing, struggling with white eyes...

Han Fei and the others couldn't bear it, and they turned their heads away. This is a tradition.

Red Lotus buried her head in Sun Wukong's arms and couldn't bear to look again...

"Since ancient times, Hongyan's life has been poor, and they are all pitiful people." Sun Wukong sighed slightly when he saw the scene in front of him. One is to save, and the other is to save.

With a flick of his hand, the lightsaber flashed, and in an instant, the white sashes were cut off, and the countless beautiful women who were hanged fell from the air, screaming 'Ouch'.

When the ministers saw this, they were all shocked.

Zhang Kaidi even looked at Sun Wukong in surprise: "Master Wukong, who are you?!"

"I've already harmed them once in my lifetime, but now that the King Han people are dead, do you still want to kill them again?" Sun Wukong looked indifferently, looking at the woman in front of him: "If any of you are sincerely willing to be buried with King Han, Stand up and I won't stop you."

A group of beautiful women, you look at me, I look at you, no one stands out.

They were all forced into the palace, and some were even captured by the Jade Tiger and given to Ji Wuye, Ji Wuye gave it to Mrs. Mingzhu, and Mrs. Mingzhu gave it to King Han. They have no feelings for King Han at all. It can be said that even if he has resentment in his heart, how can he willingly die for him.

"It seems that this King Han has really failed as a man, and no one is willing to die for him. Okay, I am the master, you are all free now, hurry up and go home."

"Wait~ Lord Wukong, this...this...this is unreasonable!" Zhang Kai hurriedly interrupted.

"You have to give up if you don't agree. Do you have any opinions?" Sun Wukong looked at Zhang Kaidi, and then glanced at the people present: "Do you have any opinions?"

Chapter [-] Bihai Tide Banshee

"No...don't dare!" The ministers bowed their heads one after another to show their obedience. This is the real God of Killing, but no one dared to offend him. Ji Wuye, who is powerful and powerful, always kills when he says he will kill them. Compared with Ji Wuye, Fa wants to live a few more years.

Sun Wukong looked at Han Fei: "Han Fei, give them some money and send them away."

Han Fei nodded and immediately called someone to make arrangements...

When Hu Meiren passed by Sun Wukong, she lightly nodded to him and left. In this case, she couldn't allow her to talk more, but the gratitude in her eyes was obvious.

The next thing is King Han's mourning period. As the king of a country, it is naturally very grand, but Sun Wukong is not interested, but went to the cell.

After seeing the arrival of Sun Wukong, the fashionable banshee, Mrs. Pearl, who was in a daze, suddenly changed her expression. She was so frightened that she stepped back and leaned against the wall behind her: "You... what are you doing here?"

"Of course I came to fulfill Chengruo." Sun Wukong had an inexplicable smile on his face: "A hundred times, a hundred times."

The trendy banshee heard the words and screamed in an instant: "Someone! Come on! Quickly drive him out! I am the favorite concubine of King Han, how can I be bullied by him!"

However, no one paid any attention to her, and they dared not offend the ruthless character who killed Ji Wuye.

Sun Wukong waved his hands lightly to the jailers: "You all retreat."

"Yes, my lord!" The jailers stepped back one after another, and the trendy banshee saw her face changed greatly: "Come back! Come back to me! Come back quickly!"

However, all the jailers seemed to have not heard it, and retreated like a tide. For a while, the silence in the cell became a bit terrifying.

Sun Wukong opened the prison door, walked in slowly, and locked it again: "Stop screaming, you are a prisoner who is about to be beheaded, and you still expect them to listen to you?"

"You, you, you...don't come here..."

"Hey hey hey~~ What's your reaction? It's like I want to qiáng jiān you."

The trendy banshee heard the words, and the situation from last night immediately came to mind, and an intoxicating flush appeared on her beautiful face, that... that feeling is more terrifying than qiáng jiān!

The tide banshee's voice was fierce, but she said with no confidence: "I... I am the favorite concubine of King Han. Now it is the time of King Han's mourning. You dare to be rude to me?"

Sun Wukong smiled: "Don't you think this is more exciting?"

The trendy banshee heard the words, and her face was ashamed and angry, but when Sun Wukong approached her, her originally panicked expression disappeared in vain, and what was replaced was infinitely cold. His hairpin was blue and purple, obviously coated with poison, and he stabbed Sun Wukong without hesitation...

However, Sun Wukong did not move, still looked at her with a smile on his face, let her stab the hairpin on his chest, not to mention breaking the defense, not even piercing the clothes.

Sun Wukong stretched out his hand and grabbed the hand of the tide banshee holding the hairpin: "Not bad, you all know that pretending to be pitiful and afraid to paralyze people, it's a pity that you can't be an actor with your acting skills."

The trendy banshee's expression changed slightly, and she said solemnly: "You... actually practiced the horizontal training kung fu?!"

Sun Wukong smiled: "It's not just horizontal kung fu, my body's defense is much better than my swordsmanship."

When the tide banshee heard the words, her face was horrified. She had seen Sun Wukong's swordsmanship with her own eyes.How powerful is that?Is there such a monster in the world? !

"Not much nonsense, it's time for training... ah no, it's time for punishment, are you ready?"

"No~ you can't do this!"

"Hmm~ You endured six times the sensitivity last time, right? This time we'll start with seven times and see if you can stick to a hundred times."

"No~ no~ ah~ you devil! Stop it!!"

In the cell, the tide banshee's screams that do not know whether it is pain or enjoyment rang out...