Great sage? !I crossed? !

Daoji just wanted to move, but it was too late, he was already set up by Qiankun Cave Master.

"Hey! Stinky monster! You have the guts to fight me, what are you capable of touching a mortal!" Wukong was shocked when he saw this, but he couldn't break through the barrier, so he could only jump outside the cave and shout.

Cave Master Qiankun ignored him, but slowly approached Daoji.

"You dead bones, I warn you! Don't come here, don't come here! Woooooo..." Daoji opened his eyes wide, unable to believe the scene in front of him...

"Daoji!" Wukong's eyes were about to burst, and he began to hit the barrier outside the cave fiercely, hitting again and again, and being bounced farther again and again.

"Stinky monk! How dare you bite me!" Cave Master Qiankun covered his injured and bleeding lips, and slapped Daoji hard on the face.

Five clear fingerprints were printed on Dao Ji's fair face, and a trace of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Don't! Don't hit it again! If you hit it again, you will die!" Daoji didn't care about the injury on his face, but just looked at Wukong who kept hitting outside the cave, feeling great pain in his heart.

"Stinky monk... don't be afraid, I... I'll come to rescue you right away! Ah!" A mouthful of blood turned into blood mist and fell in front of Daoji's eyes, looking very miserable.

With a "hiss", Daoji's already torn monk's robe fell to the ground, revealing his thin and pale chest.

"Sun Wukong, who asked you to save me? You are a trash now! A trash! I feel disgusted and disgusted when I see me! Get out of here! Get out as far away as possible, don't let me see you again! You Get out!" Dao Ji resisted the greasy, clammy discomfort in his chest, and yelled at Wu Kong outside the cave.

"Cough...stinky...cough cough...stinky monk, you didn't rinse your mouth after eating this morning, right? Why...why do you speak so smelly! Hehehe..." Wukong's legs fell deeply Embedded in the ground, lying on the ground weakly, grasping the ground with both hands, crawling forward bit by bit...

"Great Sage! You are the majestic Monkey King, Monkey King, why should you be so self-deprecating for such an insignificant stinky monk like me! Think about your master, your younger brother, who is still in the hands of the goblin. You shouldn't be here!" I wasted so much time on me! Could it be that you just have the heart to rest assured that your masters and juniors fall into the clutches of the devil? Well..." Cave Master Qiankun was obviously very dissatisfied that Daoji was ignoring him now, and slapped his face Dao Ji's face was knocked aside, and the corner of his mouth was cracked, but he still sneered as if he was not afraid of the pain.

"No...it's not." Wukong's fingernails were turned up, and the blood and mud mixed together and stuck to his face, but it couldn't cover the scorching heat.

"If not, then get out!"

yes!To you, the master and junior are the most important...

"No! No!" Wukong grabbed the rock at the entrance of the cave, trying to prop himself up, "You are not! You are not insignificant! You...you are...very...very important to me ..."

Daoji was stunned, and the white thing that had been covering his eyes finally slid down overwhelmed, and dripped on his chest, scorching as if two scars would be scalded,

Wukong stood up staggeringly, trying to smile at Daoji, but fell backwards unable to do what he wanted.

Daoji couldn't bear to watch Wukong fall like this. He closed his eyes, but he didn't hear the sound of falling to the ground.

open your eyes and see...

Ah stick! ! !

The golden cudgel supported Wukong to prevent him from falling down, and put him on the ground steadily by holding Wukong's collar.

After Golden Cudgel put down Wukong, he jumped angrily in front of Daoji, Daoji winked at it, Golden Cudgel nodded, and slowly flew into the cave. Buddhas, gods and demons can't stop dead and spiritual things, so after Qiankun Cave Master found out, he was already knocked out by the golden cudgel.

Daoji put on his clothes, and wanted to kick him to relieve his hatred, but after all, it was his apprentice's body that was damaged by the kick, so he hummed a few more words to give up!

Tell you to stay in my apprentice's body and not come out, you like being a mortal so much, let me taste the feeling of being knocked out by a mortal.deserve it!

The golden cudgel tapped twice on the ground, then pointed outside.

"You want me to go with you?"

Golden Cudgel nodded.

Daoji smiled wryly, "This enchantment is nothing to you, but it is impossible for me to get out."

The golden cudgel turned around several times as if someone was thinking about it, and suddenly stopped in front of Daoji.

"Do you want me to take you to tie the barrier?" Daoji suddenly realized, "Yes! Although I have no magic power, you are the magic needle of Dinghai when Dayu controlled the water after all! It is a magic weapon! It is no problem to deal with this kind of barrier Next! Ah Bang! You are so smart!"

Daoji was ecstatic, broke the barrier with the golden cudgel, and helped Wukong to the place where the monkeys gathered on the top of the mountain.

When he reached the top of the mountain, Daoji took some water to help Wukong wash his face and hands. Seeing that his originally dexterous fingers became bloody and bloody, he couldn't help but feel sad.

Wukong also woke up at this time, and saw Daoji beside him looking at him with concern, squinting his eyes, and his eyes were in a daze.

Seeing this, Daoji smiled, and slapped Wukong on the face, "You are not dreaming! Dead monkey!"

Wukong froze for a moment, opened his eyes suddenly, and hugged Daoji into his arms.

"Hey! Dead monkey! Your stick is here to see you!" Daoji was taken aback by Wukong, but he didn't dare to push him away for fear of pulling his wound, so he could only look at him as if he was half pushing and half pulling He, even Daoji himself felt awkward.

On the other hand, Ah Bang, the head of the stick changed from gold to red, and turned around, bouncing and bouncing to widen the distance between them, showing no regard for evil.

Daoji was embarrassed when he saw this, and squeezed Wukong's waist with one hand.

"Wow! Smelly monk, you kill people!" Wukong yelled in pain, and finally let go of Daoji's hands.

"Hmph! Serve it right! Dengtuzi!" Daoji turned his face away and ignored him.

"Me? A disciple?" Wukong looked at Daoji in disbelief. It was also the first time Wukong was scolded as a disciple at such an age. It was inevitable.

"Abang!" Wukong finally saw the golden cudgel that he had ignored, with a look of excitement, but not long after, he returned to the original dejected look, "Are you coming to see me?"

Suddenly, as if he had discovered something, he took the golden cudgel and played with it for a while, stroking the stick body distressedly,

"Poor thing, you've lost your luster. You must have suffered a lot. That crazy monkey is horrible!"

The golden cudgel rubbed back and forth on Wukong's body, just like the way he acted like a baby to Wukong before, Daoji felt sad for a while.

"You miss me very much? Why don't I... By the way, what about Master and the others?"

After finishing speaking, the golden cudgel drew a mysterious light mirror in the air, reflecting Tang Seng's recent situation.

Wukong watched with tears in his eyes, knelt down and wiped the corners of his eyes, Daoji stepped forward and patted Wukong on the shoulder comfortingly,

"Master..."

Suddenly the golden cudgel came and bound his hands,

"You want me to save them? It's useless, I have no magic power, and I can't even protect myself." Wukong lowered his head in frustration, "You too, don't pester me anymore. Find another master, Let's go!" After speaking, Wukong threw the golden cudgel away.

Daoji was a little surprised by Wukong's depression, and it also made him a little overwhelmed.I don't know when, Daoji began to regard Wukong as a protector.Wukong is too omnipotent!He thought that what happened this time just made Wukong feel unacceptable and frustrated, but he didn't expect it to be so serious?

"I'm serious, you have no future if you follow me! If you don't want to change masters, you can go back to the East China Sea to be your Dayu magic needle, at least to be more glorious! That's the decision, take care!" Wukong said, turning his head just go.

The golden cudgel did not give up, and turned into a hook to catch Wukong's foot.

"What should I say? Let go! If you don't let go, don't blame me for being rude!" Wukong tugged a few times, and finally couldn't help but kicked the golden cudgel flying. "Go you!"

"How can I give up on you?" Wukong sighed looking at the direction where the golden cudgel flew away, and when he turned around, he saw Daoji looking at him seriously.

Daoji couldn't see it, and was about to teach him a few words, but he was interrupted by the golden cudgel that flew back again.

Wukong touched the head that had just been hit by the golden cudgel, feeling helpless about how clingy the golden cudgel was.

"Are you too clingy? Don't follow me anymore! Do you know that? I'm no longer the Monkey King! I'm a crappy one now! I went to heaven to ask someone to save me, but I was kicked down, monkey Monkey and grandson are being beaten, I can’t do anything! I even have to ask someone to help me catch a rabbit now! Don’t I want to save Master? But what can I do, what can I do!” Wukong shouted at the sky unwillingly. Shouted, turned to the golden cudgel and asked, "You are so capable, you teach me, you teach me!"

Wukong dejectedly turned his back to the golden cudgel, Daoji felt pitiful, so he wanted to go to comfort him.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Ah Bang suddenly lifted Wukong's collar and flew him up.Wukong was shocked, and subconsciously grabbed Daoji's hand...

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