Peach Blossom Comes Back

King Ling, who was sitting not far away, planned in his mind what he would ask the monkey monster for a while. In his spare time, he waved his hands and picked a few peaches with his spiritual power, and prepared to give them to him when the monkey monster woke up.

Seeing that the halo had begun to dissipate, King Ling stood up.

As the halo dissipated, the face of the monkey monster gradually appeared, with a fierce face, slender eyes that did not show coquettishness but a haughty look, and sharp teeth that turned into a strong appearance.

The figure he transformed back then was slender, but he didn't have such a rough aura.

Thinking of the spirit king's heartbreak, no matter how strong the transformation form is, there is no way to change the fact that this monkey monster is stupid. It is really too much for his life to use his mortal body to fight against the catastrophe.

With a chuckle, he handed over the peach in his hand, intending to ask the monkey monster how he came to Lingshan after he finished eating the peach.

"Idiot, eat a peach."

The monkey monster looked at King Ling with a moment of confusion in its slender eyes, and tilted its head as if thinking.

Seeing his inexplicable actions, King Ling also felt strange. According to common sense, shouldn't this goblin obediently take the peaches and then answer everything he asks?

Could it be that this monkey monster made Tian Jie stunned?

King Ling shook his head regretfully, finally there was a monster who had just survived the catastrophe on the Lingshan Mountain, and he was stunned, it was no different from nothing.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew up near his ears, and Ling Wang turned around to avoid it quickly, but saw that the monkey monster was punching him again without stopping to step.

"You monkey!"

The words that others used to scold themselves a long time ago can finally be used on others.

Ling Wang dodged, turned his body and kicked out with his left foot, hitting the monkey monster's shoulder, and the monkey monster flew another three to five meters in an instant.

Before Ling Wang could catch up and hit him, he went up to him again, the fist dance was whirring, and there was no trick at all, as if he was blindly venting his dissatisfaction in his heart.

The Ling King couldn't help scolding while avoiding: "You idiot! If your grandpa hadn't blocked the catastrophe for you, you would have been turned into ashes now, and you don't know where you are going to be broken! Now you are going to repay your kindness with revenge!"

The monkey monster paused, its brows furrowed as if it was seriously thinking about what the Spirit King had just said.

At this time, King Ling was extremely angry, and he hit the wind with one hand, and slapped the monkey monster's chest straight. Only when he touched the furry chest did he feel that he had shot hard, but it was already too late , the monkey monster was hit by that force and flew straight out.

The monkey monster who was defeated on the ground had blood on the corner of his mouth, and his upturned eyes were full of dissatisfaction and doubt. He seemed very dissatisfied and wondered why he was beaten out.

"I was the one who hit hard just now."

King Ling confesses his mistakes.

The monkey monster didn't say a word, and didn't know what was going on in his heart.

Simply sitting beside him, the monkey monster didn't have the strength to resist anyway.

"What's your name?" The monkey demon glanced at him, even more confused. "I.ask.your.what.what?" He said clearly every word.

"Wukong." The monkey monster muttered two words unwillingly.

For a moment, King Ling thought he was hallucinating, what the monkey monster just said.Wukong, he called his own name, right?

"I'm asking what's your name you idiot!"

Ling Wang, who felt that he had been tricked, turned into a bad tone.

"I, Wukong." The monkey demon glanced at the Spirit King, and then said.

Even with just these three words, King Ling still accurately understood the meaning of the monkey monster.

Did he mean that his name was Goku?

"Who gave you a name?" Ling Wang decided that after asking this person, he must teach that person a lesson, no matter if it is a human, a demon or a fairy.

"I."

The monkey monster's answer was very straightforward.

"Your name is Wukong? Heh~" Ling Wang smiled instead of being angry. "My name is Wukong."

After speaking, he groped on himself for a long time and found a small piece of paper, which was not as big as a fingernail, and the handwriting on it had been yellowed and blurred due to the age, but Wukong and Wukong The outline of the characters is still faintly discernible.

King Ling frowned, the paper looked familiar.

The handwriting on it also made him feel vaguely familiar.

The memory in my mind was mobilized again, and I saw that rebellious face vaguely reappeared in front of me like the little monkey grinning at me.

"Are you that little monkey?"

King Ling was a little uncertain.

The monkey demon glanced at the Spirit King.

"Yeah." A certain answer.

King Ling is angry, this idiot is really stupid and ignorant of human affairs.

He wanted to go behind the monkey monster and kick him, but the King Ling froze when he raised his feet.

"You silly monkey, where's your tail?" There was a tremor in his tone.

The tail of the monkey monster is originally the most sensitive place, and many emotions can be expressed through the movements of the tail.The tail is not only an organ used by monkeys to maintain balance, but also a meeting point that runs through the whole body during cultivation.

Injury to the tail is several times as painful as injury to the body. There are monkeys that have injured their feet or arms, but no monkey has lost its entire tail.

The monkey demon turned his face and turned his back to King Ling, as if he didn't want to speak.

King Ling couldn't imagine what the monkey monster who had just experienced calamity had experienced before.

"Silly monkey."

Cursing secretly, he took a step forward and put his hand on the monkey monster's forehead, spiritual power was circulating at his fingertips, and overwhelming memories flooded towards the King Ling.