Brother monkey, brother monkey

to pay back.He was thinking like this, but he pretended to be unable to bear it. While complaining about the headache, he hugged his head and rolled on the ground.

Sanzang blamed himself and repented in his heart, stepped forward and hugged Wukong, who was a little mad, and softly comforted; Xiaobailong held his hand tightly with wet eyes, and kept kissing Wukong's forehead, cheek, and corners of his lips lightly.

I have been alone for too long, so long that Wukong is used to loneliness, and now seeing someone worrying about him, I feel a little moved in my heart.Acting can't be too much, otherwise it will be fake: "I'm fine, don't be so sad! But, my silly master, don't listen to other people's words indiscriminately in the future, be careful that you won't know if you are kidnapped and sold, this curse Don't read it any more, this disciple can't stand it!"

"I don't recite it anymore, I don't recite it anymore, if I do it again, I will fall into that Avici Hell!"

Satisfied, Wukong took a sip of each of them, packed up and prepared to rush to the next town. After all, he had spent too much time in the open, and his mouth was like a bird.The so-called food sex, sex also.After a lot of tossing, the color is soft, and the food is empty, let's find a place to eat first!

Ba Jie opened his eyes from his sleep, and saw Wu Jing lying on his body and licking his tits carefully, and from his nipples, white juice was flowing out continuously.Wu Jing seemed to be licking delicious candy, sucking it with concentration, and squeezed his breasts in order to eat more.Ba Jie had never felt such a weird pleasure, it was not as intense as an orgasm, but it was endless and maddening, as if his soul would be sucked out by that person.

"Hi~" Wu Jing, who was full of breastfeeding, hiccupped. He buried his face between Ba Jie's breasts but still couldn't cover the embarrassing sound.

Bajie shook his head with a suppressed smile: "Are you shy?"

Wu Jing said in a muffled voice: "I didn't, I was just afraid that you would be embarrassed, after all..."

Fuck, Bajie is suffering from a stomach ache right now, if it reminds him of his ugly appearance, being fucked by a child to the point of coma, and for unknown reasons, he is producing milk, can he be a genuine pure man, okay?Why does it have this... this function.

The more he thought about it, the more he collapsed, Bajie threw away Wujing, put all the responsibility on him, dressed in the spirit of Ah Q, and left the musky cabin.

As soon as he walked to the door, a stream of warm liquid flowed out from his back acupoint, and slowly flowed down his thighs. There was a wetness between his legs, and he felt an extremely uncomfortable feeling like incontinence, which forced Bajie to stop walking. Out!damn it!How much bad water did Wu Jing shoot in his body, and now it's leaking out!asshole!

Looking back at Wujing, the dead boy was actually drooling at his ass, Bajie blushed suddenly, and flew away on a cloud.

Bajie changed his pants halfway, and the shinning Drifting Monk caught up with Wukong and the others one by one, and continued westward for an unknown amount of time.

Sanzang fell asleep quietly on the horse, his nose was slightly itchy, and he sneezed unbearably. When he woke up, he saw Wukong holding him in the arms of a princess, resisting to walk by himself, Wukong was like coaxing a child Pat him on the buttocks as well.

"Master, don't make trouble. If you are tired in the future, I told you earlier that it is dangerous to sleep on a horse. It will be bad if you fall off."

A few people were laughing and making noise, they didn't realize it was the red wheel falling to the west, they heard the sound of the evening drum, they looked at the towers and towers in the valley from a distance, and when they walked outside the mountain gate, they saw a dilapidated temple, Wukong brushed off the dust on the plaque, The gold characters "Chijian Baolin Temple" are displayed.

Knocking on the door, the abbot learned that they were holy monks from the Tang Dynasty, and ordered all the monks to receive them respectfully, and stayed here that night.

Sanzang slept a lot during the day, and now he didn't feel sleepy. He drove away Wukong, who was messing around, and read the scriptures alone in the meditation hall.

A gust of wind blew out the lamp. Sanzang heard a yelling outside the hall, as if he was calling "Master". Yes, but it is not difficult to see the emperor's appearance.

Seeing Tang Seng's attention, the ghost began to tell about his miserable world.

"I am the current king of the Wuji Kingdom. Five years ago, there was a drought and the people were hungry. A Taoist priest came to our country to spread clouds and rain. I saw that he was really powerful, so I made him a national teacher. We ate and lived together, and talked very well. Huan, I asked myself that he treated him kindly, how would I know that one day he would treat me...to me..."

Seeing that the king was so choked up that he couldn't speak, his whole body trembled like a generosity.

At this time, a joking voice intervened: "I'll fuck you up."

"You...I..." The king jumped violently.

"Wukong, why are you here?"

"My master, you can't make people feel at ease. You have a private meeting with a male ghost who likes flowers in the middle of the night, and I drank a lot of vinegar!"

"What? Ghost..." Sanzang leaned towards his apprentice in horror.

Wukong took the opportunity to rub some tofu dregs, turned to the ghost king with a constipated face, and said, "Go on."

The king was so angry that he was about to cry, but he didn't want to let go of the opportunity for revenge: "After discussing the country's affairs with me, the national teacher asked me to go to the Royal Garden. I am very familiar with that place. I never thought that he would be here Put me... put me..."

"Take you..." Seeing that Wukong was about to answer again, the ghost king shouted without breaking a word: "He coaxed me to the well and pushed me into the well and transformed himself into a king. It's a monster. I soaked in the well for three years ago. Ride Yeyoushen pointed out that you have a great apprentice who can subdue demons and eliminate demons. Please save me, holy monk!"

Wukong plucked his ears: "Actually, you don't have to be so anxious, I just want to say that I killed you." After speaking in one breath, the king's face was already blue from suffocation, and completely darkened after hearing this.

Sanzang knew what Wukong was capable of, but he always felt that it would be better to be cautious when making an enemy of the lord of a country: "According to what you said, all the civil and military officials in this dynasty are in the same heart as that monster. My eldest disciple is alone and weak. What should I do?" ?" The ghost king took out a Bai Yugui from his bosom: "You can use this as a proof to ask the prince for help."

Worried about fraud, when the ghost left, Wukong said: "Master, I will go and find out if this is true or not. If it is true, we can help as much as we can."

That night, Wukong wakes Bajie Drifting Monk and sneaks into the imperial garden following the clues provided by the ghost, digs the well, and carries away the lifelike corpse of the king preserved with cold pearls from the Diaosi Dragon King who lives in the well.

The next day, the prince went out to hunt in the city, and Wukong resorted to tricks to lure the prince alone to meet Tang Seng. Tang Seng took out Bai Yugui to explain the situation.The prince didn't want to believe it at first, but he burst into tears when he saw his father's dead body.

"I think it's why my father's temperament has changed so much in the past three years, but the brother whom my father worshiped as his son has disappeared. It's not that I haven't suspected what that unknown guy has done to my father, but I never thought it would be so." The pale-faced prince asked Sanzang to identify the murderer of his father in public, and hurried back to the palace.

Tang Seng and others thought together that it was more appropriate to save the king and confront him face-to-face. Hearing that the Nine-turn Resurrection Pill of Taishang Laojun can revive the dead, Sanzang asked Wukong to find the elixir.

Sun Wukong was listlessly sitting cross-legged on the somersault cloud, thinking about how to deal with that old guy, but before he could make up his mind, he had already arrived at Tushita Palace.

"Monkey has been away for a few days, but misses me?"

"Old gentleman, I just came to ask for a medicine."

"Who is so powerful that he can drain our Monkey King."

"It's not about that, I want the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Pill."

Taishang Laojun smiled "hehehe" and threw off his underwear, lying on his back on the couch, shaking his whisk, a golden elixir flew from the jade bottle, and went straight into the blooming back acupoint: "What do you want?" The Resurrection Pill is in my body, oh! Come and get it! It’s really exciting, I’ve never tried it before, I’m a little nervous, come on! Come on quickly!”

"I hope Laojun will respect himself."

"Good sage, don't say any more, speed up, don't pity me because I'm Jiaohua, use your strength!"

The great sage's knuckles cracked, and he couldn't bear to look directly at the black hole chrysanthemum, so he boldly chose a quick fight.

Striding to Laojun's side, Wukong bent down and stretched out his claws, only a grain of sand away from touching the wandering flesh.Laojun held his breath and closed his eyes, suddenly felt that his upper body was tightly bound by several iron chains. He wanted to say that he also liked SM, but when he opened his eyes, he saw the great sage who was just close at hand, carrying a jade bottle filled with medicine Rushing back to the black-bone chicken country.

Laojun's decision to blow his hair, from now on, all the elixirs will only be refined to one.

Let's talk about the prince who rode his horse back to the palace and wanted to send a teacher to inquire about his crimes. He didn't report the imperial edict and went straight to the king's bedroom.

"who are you?"

"Why do you have such a question?" The false king leaned on the couch and said, "Who am I, why don't you make a thorough investigation yourself, my lord."

The fake king reached into the quilt and took off his satin trousers, and flung them on the prince's head in a chic way: "My dear son, because the father is not wearing it!" His eyes teased provocatively, and the words made people even more crazy.

The prince has been furious since he learned the truth. Now that he is so provocative, he can't care about other things. He raised his gun and went straight to the yellow dragon of the fake king. The endless sounds of physical collisions showed how intense the sex was.

"Wang'er, slow down, my father's old waist can't bear it!"

This scene lasted until the next morning. The prince was like a machine that never knew how to get tired. He fucked this monster who fooled himself over and over again all night. The original intention of entering the palace was completely forgotten, and finally fell asleep tired. past.

The fake king who was fucked comfortably ushered in the last early court. Sanzang went to the palace to ask for Guan Wen to be replaced. song, revealing the evil side of the monster