Liu'er Mihou laughed loudly and took out a stick: "I have a hardcore soldier who is willing to change so much that it is no worse than his."

"He can somersault clouds and run fast."

"I said, there is no magical power in this world that I, Liu'er Mihou, cannot understand, learn, and cannot copy. Somersault clouds can be seen at first sight, and it is nothing difficult."

The little snake said again: "There are Marshal Tianpeng Zhu Gangli beside him, and the roller blind general Sha Wujing helps him."

Liu'er Mihou said even more indifferently: "Hahaha... those idiots are insignificant! I have my own means to prevent them from interfering. OK, little snake, don't enhance others' prestige. Since I dare to come, I have my own means."

The little snake said: "Master, I heard that the bald man doesn't seem to be simple."

Liu'er Mihou didn't care even more: "He is indeed not simple. He is the bald man I have ever seen. When I become Sun Wukong, I have to knock his bald head over!"

After saying that, Liu'er Mihou jumped off the big tree and said confidently: "Okay, I'll listen to what I should listen to, and I'll take action."

The six-eared macaque jumped and disappeared into the woods.

On the other side.

Tang Sanzang held a stick and knocked Zhu Gangli's head while walking: "You will become better, smaller. They are all fierce and vicious, don't scare the female fairy away!"

Zhu Gangli looked at his height of 1.3 meters and cried, "Master, I am like this, I am still so fierce?"

Tang Sanzang said naturally: "Subsuming to one meter, your brother Sandu is one meter tall, well... he looks better and weaker. Wukong, put away your fangs! Learn to learn Wujing and see others' enlightenment."

Sun Wukong and Sha Wujing looked at the square face next to them, with wide mouth and thick lips, thick eyebrows and small eyes and dark skin. No matter how you look at Sha Wujing, you will see the poor and ugly eyes. Then look at the bright moon and starry eyes, and the fair-skinned self, the two of them couldn't figure it out. No matter how you look at it, they are better than Sha Wujing!

Sha Wujing coughed dryly and reminded: "You can't look better than your master."

The two of them looked at the bald man with his eyes slanted and his face looked sour, and suddenly realized that they quickly turned into an ugly monster.

Sure enough, Tang Sanzang smiled with satisfaction: "Is that right... Amitabha, indeed, I am still the most handsome man."

Sun Wukong, Zhu Gangli: "@#￥…"

Just a few monks who looked extremely weak walked towards the west.

At this moment, a burly man suddenly jumped out of the roadside. He was burly, holding a big knife, with a shaved beard and a hideous face. His face was full of flesh and blood. He looked like a standard bandit.

As soon as the big man jumped out, he used all his strength to release the most ferocious face. He shouted without even lifting his head: "I opened this road, I planted this tree, I want to pass from now on..."

He suddenly looked up and was about to end, but he found that the person in front of him was gone!

"Where are people?"

The man was a little confused. This was different from the plot of his previous robbery.

The man was furious and turned around suddenly. He saw that the monks had already walked behind him. The bald man riding on the white horse was still eating melon seeds while asking the short disciple: "Did a big black rat jump out just now?"

The disciple who looked like a hairless monkey replied, "Master, didn't you see it?"

The bald man shook his head and said, "I just took out the melon seeds, but I didn't pay attention. I just heard someone shouting."

When the man heard this, he murmured: "Big black mouse... Damn, he actually treats me as a mouse... It's unbearable. A few weak roosters, you have to pay the price!"

The man roared, chased after him, turned around, opened his hands and stopped the white horse in front of him, and was about to yell: "I Cao!"

I saw a big horse stomping on his face, and then he was trampled on the ground...

When he got up and recycled, he turned around and saw the white horse's butt and the shiny back of his head!

The bald man riding a horse continued, "Xiaobai, you seem to have stepped on someone."

The white dragon horse said indifferently: "What's wrong with stepping on it? I didn't step on him to death. By the way, I was watching two birds get into a match, but I didn't pay attention... Master, are you sure I stepped on it as a person, not a big black mouse?"

The bald man thought for a while and said, "Uh... I don't know, forget it and keep going."

Familiar back, familiar smell, familiar anger!

"Stop, stop me!" The man roared: "Come out and stop them!"

He shouted and rushed out of the woods with more than twenty people. Some of them were burly and some were thin, but they all held weapons and looked ferocious. They knew they were not good people at first glance.

Tang Sanzang and others finally stopped...

Sun Wukong said: "Master, we seem to be surrounded."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a burly man chasing him and blocking them on their way.

Before the man could speak, the monks in front of him looked straight at his face, motionless.

The man was so nervous that he was seen that he was furious and said angrily: "What are you looking at?"

Tang Sanzang patted the head of the White Dragon Horse and said, "Xiaobai, this is your relative. There is a birthmark on his face that is the same as your horse's hooves. Tell me, is it your cousin?"

The White Dragon Horse gave the man a contemptuous look, as if he was not worthy of it again!

The man was completely angry and called him a horse or a beast, but that beast looked down on him!

The man raised his sword and pointed at Tang Sanzang and roared: "Monk, you made me very unhappy! Today, I not only want to rob money, but also... hey hey, stop... stop... stop, damn!"

Before the man finished speaking, the bald man tilted his head and patted his horse's head impatiently, and then a big horse's hoof stepped on his face again.

Several monks continued to move forward.

Bald man ate melon seeds and said, "It's not a monster, he's ugly, he's still verbose..."

The man got angry and got up and pointed at the back of the bald man's head and roared: "Damn bald man, you've angered me!"

As soon as the words "Dead Bald" were turned out, the white horse stopped, and the three short and clowny disciples stopped, and the picture seemed to be frozen in an instant.

Then the bald man slowly turned his head, and a trace of ferociousness hung on his cute face: "Do you want to die?"

The man looked at the terrifying face and was a little panicked...

He swallowed and murmured, "I...this..."
Chapter completed!