I sold the system to the saints in the prehistoric times and I lost money.

What do they mean by the mounts arranged by their demon clan?

That dragon belongs to the Dragon Clan.

Moreover, the Dragon Clan was the dominant overlord in ancient times and had long since broken away from the category of the Monster Clan.

And she doesn’t know where the dragon has gone. Your mount is missing, shouldn’t you look for Lingshan? What does this have to do with her demon clan?

"Holy Monk, since the mount is gone, how about we get on the road first?"

Xuanniiao asked tentatively. Now, she just wants to end the calamity as soon as possible and complete the task assigned to her by the empress.

"I don't have a mount, how can I get on the road?"

"Do you want me to walk to Lingshan Mountain on my legs?"

Jin Chanzi leaned against the big tree, took out a flower stick, lit it, and took a deep sip. He glanced at Xuanniao with blurred eyes, looking very much like a local ruffian.

"Young man, if you join my team heading west, I still can't control you?"

"Are you greedy for my body? I won't kill you if I don't!"

Seeing the other person's brows furrowed and his eyes full of anger, with an expression of trying to restrain himself, Jiang Yuliang felt extremely relieved.

"Don't be angry!"

"For the demon clan!"

"For merit!"

"I will endure!"

"You must hold back!"

Xuanniao is constantly searching for himself in his heart.

"We can continue walking and wait slowly. I believe that Lingshan will not give up so easily during this calamity. They promised that your mount will definitely come back to you."

At this point, Xuanniao can only follow the other person's wishes. If Jin Chanzi really gives up her job, how can she earn merit for the empress?

Without merit, how can the empress open the can?

If you can't create a chance, how can the empress pay attention to the demon clan? Haven’t you seen that the empress has recently put her focus on the human race?

This is also the reason why Xuanniao took the initiative to ask for help and join the journey westward.

"Oh? That's right!"

After listening to Xuanniiao's words, Jin Chanzi touched his head in sudden realization. It seems that the organizer of the Journey to the West Tribulation is really a spiritual mountain, and the monsters are just participants.

"Wukong!"

Then I thought of Sun Wukong. Isn't this guy related to Guanyin?

My mount is missing, how can I not find an explanation?

After just calling out, the monkey didn't respond.

Looking sideways, this guy was actually smoking Hua Zi, with an expression as if his body had been hollowed out, lying limply on the big stone floor, looking at the endless sky with blurred eyes.

Jiang Yuliang was angry and thrust forward with a big cock, which instantly brought the other person back to his senses. He looked at Jiang Yuliang with a confused look on his face, his eyes filled with grievances.

"I want you to contact Sister Guanyin as soon as possible. The mount he arranged for me is missing. Get one for me quickly. Is it possible that I still have to rely on my legs to climb Lingshan Mountain?"

"Still smoking! Still smoking!"

"Look how thin you have become?"

Seeing Sun Wukong holding Hua Zi between his fingers, he took another deep breath and greeted him with another big blow out of anger.

"Master, please stop hitting me. If you hit me again, I will be beaten stupid by you!"

Sun Wukong quickly dropped his cigarette butt and immediately sent a message to Guanyin.

In my heart, I greeted all the relatives of Fang Guanyin cordially. Damn it, none of the people in Lingshan are reliable in doing things.

I can throw away the mounts I arranged in advance, and I’m damn convinced. Can you still do it in Lingshan?

Is that what you are doing? Still want to manage calamity?

He muttered and sent a message to the other party, but there was no response.

This surprised him, and he looked up at the sky above his head.

By the way, doesn’t Guanyin always pay attention to measuring calamities? Why is no one seen at this critical moment?

The unbeliever contacted him again, but still nothing happened. The other party didn't respond at all, which made Sun Wukong feel numb.

"I said monkey, can you do it? I asked you to contact someone, why are you taking so long?"

Seeing the other party scratching his head and ears, Jiang Yuliang couldn't control himself and greeted him with another big blow.

"Master, I know you are in a hurry, but please don't be anxious. Maybe Master Guanyin is busy with other things. Please wait a moment, I will go to her house to have a look."

"If it doesn't work out, I'll go to her house and bring you a mount."

"Oh? Does Sister Guanyin have a good mount at home?"

"Let me tell you first, if it's not up to the standard, I won't want it."

Hearing that Sun Wukong was going to Luojia Mountain in the South China Sea, his whole body became active.

"Um....."

"Master Guanyin, as Lingshan Bodhisattva, there should be many rare monsters in her dojo, right?"

"I will bring you a unique mount when the time comes. I guarantee your satisfaction!"

Sun Houhou promised with assurance, and Jiang Yuliang was very satisfied with the other party's attitude.

He took out a pack of spicy strips and handed it over, "What a good disciple for my master. You go back quickly. You must get a high-grade mount for your master!"

Jiang Yuliang was filled with envy when he saw Sun Houhou driving Xiangyunli. He flew to the sky and escaped from the earth, leaving at the drop of a hat, happily and carefree.

But the pity is that in his last life, as a social worker in 996, he had never even flown on a plane. One can imagine how tempting God was to him.

"Huh? God? Isn't there a ready-made mount?"

Looking at the black bird squatting on the side, drawing circles on the ground with a branch, isn't this guy a ready-made mount?

And compared to the little white dragon, it is more noble, and it is also the pet of Empress Nuwa.

"Well, Miss Xuanniao, do you want to try this spicy strip? It's super delicious."

With a smile that he thought was kind on his face, he took out a bag of spicy strips and slowly approached the black bird that was drawing circles on the ground.

"Spicy strips? What are they?"

The black bird looked at Jin Chanzi with some caution. Seeing the sly smile on his face, he couldn't help but move to the side.

"It's delicious, spicy and fresh. I guarantee you will be full of praise after eating it, and you will be reluctant to leave, and you will be in ecstasy!"

At this moment, Jiang Yuliang was like a bad uncle, full of sweet words.

"Is it really that delicious?"

Looking at the golden spicy strips in the other party's hand, the black bird couldn't help swallowing his saliva and took it carefully.

Tearing open the package, a faint dragon power came over, took out a spicy strip, and exclaimed, wow, it was made of dragon tendons.

Looking at Jin Chanzi with shocked eyes, he even suspected that this guy had barbecued the little white dragon.

"Try it!"

Under Jiang Yuliang's expectant eyes, Xuanniao slowly put the spicy strips into his mouth. He saw the other's eyes change from confusion to shock, and finally ecstasy. He knew that no woman could resist the temptation of spicy strips.

Jiang Yuliang rubbed his hands and asked tentatively: "Is it delicious?"

Xuanniao nodded like pounding garlic, and even imitated Jiang Yuliang's tone and raised his thumbs high.

"Well, look, we are so familiar with each other."

"You also ate my spicy strips."

"Look, can you let me ride it!"

Jiang Yuliang hesitated, his face was hot, and he murmured his request with an expression that was difficult to speak.

"Hmm?"

"Saint monk, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean by riding it?"

"Are you going to ride me?"

Xuanniao smacked a pair of smart big eyes, blinking, like a pure college student, and for a moment, Jiang Yuliang was completely embarrassed.

"Shameless!"

"I'm so fucking shameless!"

"How could I have such a dirty idea?"

Jiang Yuliang saw the other person's innocent expression and couldn't help but give himself two big slaps.

"Hey, that's not right!"

"I'm not riding you!"

"No! I want to ride you!"

"Fuck! I'm not riding you, I want to lie on your back!"

"Fuck! No more riding!"

I wanted to explain, but it was just a moment, and the more I explained, the worse it got.

"Do you want to go to heaven?"

Finally, the ignorant black bird heard the meaning of Jiang Yuliang's words, blinking his big eyes, and staring at the other person.

"Yeah, yeah! Yes! Yes! Yes!"

"That's what I mean!"

The black bird turned into a stream of light and disappeared on the spot, flying directly into the sky.

"You lecherous monk! I was kind enough to protect you on your journey to the west, but you coveted my body!"

"Bah! You are cheap!"

The black bird in the sky looked down at the big bald man below angrily, and the whole bird was very angry.

"Fuck you!"

Jiang Yuliang slapped himself hard!

He died simply because he wanted to fly in the sky, and he really had no other ideas.

This time, even a hundred mouths couldn't explain it.