Journey to the West: The Ninth Life

Sun Wukong looked very calm.

There was no frown, no anger, and you couldn't even see the slightest emotion on his face.

But this is even more so. Under the calm magma, there are the most turbulent waves.

He just stood there, just in front of Tang Xuanzang.

His back was straight and his face was calm, as if he didn't pay attention to the thunder of punishment that was about to come down, with destructive energy.

It seems as long as he is there.

In this day, he will never fall down.

Different from his indifference and awe in the face of Tianlei, when he turned his head to meet Tang Xuanzang's eyes, it was like a different person.

Laugh softly.

It's like appeasing, and it's like a normal joke.

"Stupid monk."

"What are you still doing?"

"We are still worshiping, you haven't said what you should say."

Tang Xuanzang was stunned for a moment, and then there was a stream of heat flowing down his body and rushing into his eye sockets.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Xuanzang's expression also changed into a serious and dignified look. In his usually clear and penetrating eyes, in the deepest part, brewing is a moving firmness and determination.

He kowtowed deeply.

His forehead collided with the ground, making a dull sound.

When he raised his head again, his forehead was already stained with blood, which looked a little scary.

He didn't realize it.

Bow your head again, kowtow again.

Three in a row.

Blood dripped down his forehead, but Tang Xuanzang smiled sideways at Monkey King.

His voice was loud and clear, every word, in such a dark cloudy weather, lightning and thunder, he could hear clearly, without missing a single word.

He said that his disciple Tang Xuanzang knew very well that the crime was serious and unforgivable.

Here today, I would like to marry Monkey King, Monkey King, and grow old together——

boom--

The third thunder came down.

Just at that moment.

Sun Wukong waved his hand, and the golden cudgel appeared in his hand in an instant. The cloak flapped violently against the wind, and the armor flowed like flames, burning with an almost crazy and decisive fighting spirit.

Defend the thunder!

For hundreds of years, countless gods and demons have been baptized by heavenly thunder.

But no one dared to fight against Tianlei as straightforwardly as Monkey King.

"Great Sage—"

Tang Xuanzang was almost unable to stand still due to the strong wind, and even his face was cut with several wounds, blood flowed down his cheeks, and his robe began to burn.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he could only see the sky thunder as thick as a bucket completely swallowing Monkey King's figure.

He wanted to move forward, but couldn't move an inch.

Every time he took a step forward, the power contained in the thunder and fire seemed to burn all the muscles in his body.

Anxious.

At this moment, Tang Xuanzang, how can he still look like a gentle and gentle son?

Embarrassed, miserable.

covered in wounds.

He just suffered the aftermath of the thunder and became like this.

What about the great saint?

Tang Xuanzang could no longer feel the slightest pain. In the center of his eyes, there was only that powerful figure defending Tianlei for him.

Plop.

He knelt down again.

Forcibly, with a mortal body, he knelt on the fire of the sky thunder.

The smell of burnt skin, and the salty smell of blood.

He didn't squint, and didn't think about it.

Close your eyes.

Every word uttered was so firm that it could not be shaken.

The voice was loud, and he raised his head, as if shouting to the sky.

"Disciple Tang Xuanzang."

"Today we marry Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven. From now on, we will live and die together, and we will never lose each other!"

boom--

The fourth thunder.

Sun Wukong was dealing with the third thunderstorm, and had no time to take care of the others. The fourth incident was completely and completely, and it fell on Tang Xuanzang from the beginning to the end.

Shrouded in white light, the power is frightening.

Tang Xuanzang's body shook violently.

Heart-piercing pain.

Confused, as if he was about to die in the next second.

He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, lay down on the ground, and crawled towards Monkey King step by step.

He could no longer see clearly, and the pain in his body was about to take his life away in a second, but he forcibly endured such pain.

He was sweating profusely, and if he moved, blood would flow from the wound.

He crawled towards Sun Wukong step by step.

The mouth moved, as if to say something.

Eyes refused to close.

"Great Sage...Great Sage..."

"Tang Xuanzang!"

Sun Wukong glanced here, and almost instantly, all the blood rushed to the brain, his eyes were tearing apart, and he was in pain.

bang-

Monkey King exhausted all the strength in his body and smashed all the thunder and fire with one stick.

He flew and hugged the seriously injured Tang Xuanzang.

Scarlet eyes.

Heart like a knife.

He was extremely angry, but no matter what, he couldn't say a single serious word to that bruised, pale and embarrassed face.

Monkey King felt that his hands were trembling slightly.

His original plan.

It is to disperse all the thunders, so that the so-called heavenly punishment will never dare to fall casually.

But Tang Xuanzang, Tang Xuanzang didn't wait for him to deal with it.

Forcibly, he also carried a thunderbolt for him, and completed the worship ceremony alone.

Sun Wukong's heart ached so much that every word he said seemed to be cutting his own tongue.

He has always acted swiftly, but at this moment, holding Tang Xuanzang's bruised body in his arms, he was trembling and clumsy, and he didn't know what to do, for fear that something was a little heavy and would make him feel uncomfortable.

"What are you doing? What are you doing... You fool, you fool! Didn't I tell you to stay behind and not move around? What are you doing, you are doing do what!"

Sun Wukong's eyes were tearing apart, and he spoke incoherently.

In the end, the voice actually got lower little by little.

Taking a deep breath, he raised his head and closed his eyes slightly.

Restraining his trembling hands, he gently pressed a kiss on Tang Xuanzang's eyelids.

"Really."

"After so many years, I'm still so stupid, so stupid."

Tang Xuanzang grinned at Monkey King.

The wound was affected, the smile was a little distorted, and the paleness made people feel distressed.

He was intermittent and his voice was very low.

"After so many years, Great Sage...you still call me stupid..."

Sun Wukong's eyes were bloodshot, his heart ached to the extreme, his brows were deeply knit together, but his heart was moved.

Tang Xuanzang's hands trembled, trying to grab Monkey King's arm.

Sun Wukong held him with his backhand, not daring to let him move casually.

"Great Saint."

"I just... just don't want... don't want to drag you down..."

After regaining some energy, he blinked his eyes, pursed his lips, took a few breaths, and smiled at Monkey King.

"I've said it all... It's marriage... We're all married... I... how could I... see you alone... to deal with the punishment of the thunder..."

"Whoever allows you, whoever allows you to help me!"

Sun Wukong gritted his teeth, the blue veins on his forehead twitched, but there was a sore pain in his chest, which was very stuffy. Seeing him so weak and sad, he wished he could replace him with his own body.

The tone is unconsciously slowed down.

Stretching out his hand, he stroked the blasted and scorched wound on Tang Xuanzang's shoulder.

His voice was hoarse and deep.

"Does it hurt?"

Tang Xuanzang nodded obediently.

"pain."

It really hurts.

His appearance at this moment was probably more embarrassing than he could have imagined in his heart.

How frightening and frightening is the punishment of the thunder from the sky. For thousands of years, countless gods and monsters have been destroyed in such thunder and fire.

Tang Xuanzang suffered a thunderstorm.

If it weren't for the fact that he was just a mere mortal, Tianlei would be strong when he was strong, and weak when he was weak, Tang Xuanzang would have lost his life by now.

The white robe was stained with dark red blood, coupled with burn marks, it was shocking.

His face was pale and his forehead was stained with blood.

covered in wounds.

The left shoulder was severely injured, and blood trickled down his fingertips. Even the armor on Monkey King's body was stained dark red by Tang Xuanzang's blood.

He wrinkled his face and looked at Monkey King.

He said it hurts.

He said, great sage, I really hurt.

Holding him in his arms, Monkey King hugged him tightly, tightly.

Close your eyes.

Take a deep breath.

At least alive.

At least he's still alive.

God knows how terrified he was when he saw him being swallowed by the thunder.

He hugged him, diluting all the anxiety and desolation in his heart.

Never again, can't let go.

fiercely.

It was as if he wanted to melt his whole body into his chest.

Tang Xuanzang was taken aback by Monkey King's actions.

Then slow down again.

He leaned on Sun Wukong's shoulder, his lips were dry, and he closed his eyes gently, as if he had no bottom line of trust and dependence, and he seemed to have become the torture of Jiang Liuer in his previous life again.

"My lord, you don't even know."

I don't know how upset I was after becoming Tang Xuanzang.

I did not accompany you through the ordinary days when you had nothing like what Jiang Liuer did in my previous life.

I'm weak, pedantic, and powerless.

At any time and anywhere, there is a need to live under your shade.

But this time.

I can also be regarded as sharing part of it for you, right? I can also be regarded as taking it with you, right?

He opened his eyes, and smiled at Sun Wukong with burning eyes.

"Great Sage, the sky thunder is gone, we are married, right?"

Sun Wukong was looked at by him like this, and there seemed to be a place in his heart, soft and stable.He chuckled and nodded at Tang Xuanzang.

This is the weakness.

"Yeah, we've already married."

With Sun Wukong's acknowledgment, Tang Xuanzang's pale face showed a little blood, and he struggled to get up.

Sun Wukong frowned and pressed his hand, "Don't you think there are not enough wounds on your body? Don't move around."

Tang Xuanzang curled his lips and blinked at Monkey King.

"My lord, we still have one thing to do."

Sun Wukong frowned.

"what's up?"

Tang Xuanzang laughed.

"Hexing wine, we haven't drunk the Heying wine yet."

Sun Wukong looked at Tang Xuanzang, saw that he was covered in blood and his breath was weak, looked at him and said to himself that he hadn't drunk the wine yet.

half an hour.

Softened the edges and corners, and sighed.

Stretching out his hand, golden light flashed, and two glasses of wine appeared in front of him.

Pass Tang Xuanzang a cup.

Take a glass in your hand.

Intertwined hands and drank together.

When Tang Xuanzang drank, the wounds involved were heart-piercing pain, and his face was wrinkled together, but for some reason, he was happy in his heart.

His eyes were filled with joy, and the mist rose unconsciously.

He put his face on Sun Wukong's chest, listened to his heartbeat, closed his eyes gently, and smiled very peacefully.

500 years ago, my greatest wish was to be with you.

After 500 years, my biggest wish is to grow old with you.