Dasheng still has a strong boyfriend today

After Tang Seng successfully subdued Jiugong Daoist, everyone embarked on the journey of learning scriptures again.

In the bustling town, the shouts of peddlers resounded.

"Lanterns, lanterns! Bright red lanterns!"

"Selling candied haws, candied haws! Big and round candied haws!"

These high-spirited shouts failed to attract people's attention, and even some small vendors were not in the mood to do business at this time.

There is no other reason, it is in this crowd of people stacked on top of each other.

"Wu Neng, you're changing your face! We depend on you for money."

Tang Seng was holding a pot with a smile on his face, accepting the copper coins rewarded by the people around him, and it was almost full in a short time.

"Master! Why is it me again??"

Zhu Gangmen stomped his feet coquettishly in protest.

Sun Wukong leaned against a pillar beside him, raised his hooded head slightly, and glanced up at him sideways. Zhu Gang shook his body, and instantly changed his handsome face.

"Beauty, do you want to come to the show alone?"

With a wretched smile, Zhu Ganglian approached a girl who was watching the show.

"What are you doing! Molesting my wife?!"

"Donor, donor, misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!"

"Oh my god! Still beating people!"

"Folks! Beat 'em up!"

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Seeing that the scene was in chaos, Sun Wukong frowned impatiently, and broke his wrist, looking like he couldn't bear it.

I saw him stepping forward and grabbing Tang Seng's waist, stepping on the mast and jumping onto the eaves in three or two steps.

Tang Seng covered the money bowl in his hand to prevent the copper coins from spilling out.

"Eldest brother, what about us?" Sha Wujing looked down at the two who were far away from right and wrong.

"Wujing, I've earned some money, so hurry up and drag your second senior brother away!"

Tang Seng happily touched the money bowl in his hand, and shouted at Sha Wujing.

"Wukong, let's go too."

With a smile on his face, Tang Seng stretched out his hand to pat Monkey King on the shoulder, and consciously put a hand on his shoulder.

Sun Wukong's face tightened for a moment, and he gave Tang Seng a complicated look, and finally reached out and picked him up, and stepped on the eaves all the way away.

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