Brother monkey, brother monkey

If Wukong makes any disrespectful actions, the three-pointed double-edged knife will definitely make him bleed.

Wukong fiddled with the ointment and gauze in his hand, and with careful and clean movements, he quickly bandaged the wound on Yang Jian's abdomen that was turned upside down.While applying the medicine, he found that Yang Jian's body was covered with criss-cross scars. Although those old wounds had healed and left only faint traces, it is not difficult to imagine the tragedy at that time, so he couldn't help but said: " You should love yourself more."

"As long as you can't die, who cares!"

"I care." Maybe it's been too long since I've felt warmth, but those three simple words knocked open my closed heart.The gnawing teeth raged on the lips, and the unexpected kiss made Wukong's mind buzz.

"Remember what you said." Yang Jian pulled him down on top of him, "Do it quickly."

"You are hurt."

"how?"

"I don't bully the wounded." Wukong raised his eyes awe-inspiringly and looked up, a pair of sharp eyes were staring at him, the cold killing intent inside made him truly feel the anger of Zhenjun Erlang, his arms were tightly grasped, Yang Jian overturned him vigorously and pressed him down.

"Then I'll come."

The fingertips moving back and forth on his body were full of desire, and Wukong couldn't see the meaning of the joke from his eyes, so he licked his lips with interest, and the atmosphere gradually became subtle.

He hugged the upper waist, pressed his palms against Yang Jian's skin, rubbed his protruding canine teeth against the side of his neck, let go, and kissed again, leaving ambiguous mottled marks one after another.

The other hand caressed the wound on the abdomen, causing a slight pain. His lips pressed against Yang Jian's ear, and whispered: "Erlang, I will be very gentle."

The hot air sprayed on the eardrums while speaking, and the slight numbness made Yang Jian tilt his head uncomfortably: "Stop talking nonsense, don't make me change my mind."

Wukong rolled and flew forward, and the bed creaked non-stop under the overlapping strength of the two men.

After being kissed heavily, Yang Jian felt pain on his lips, and then hugged him more enthusiastically. The pain on his body was completely unnecessary compared to this kiss.

The tip of Wukong's tongue left the delicious lips, licking all the way down his chest, across the abdominal muscles.It leaves a greasy touch on the skin, and those uneven scars seem to be particularly sensitive. Every time they touch it, Yang Jian trembles and hums intermittently.

The hand moving on the lower body has already touched the entrance behind him, slowly caressing and invading, Yang Jian's powerful arm muscles tightened, and while piercing with his fingers, he encircled Wukong, hugged and kissed, and the stimulated desire continued through the rubbing limbs rising.

Pulling out his fingers, he slowly inserted the penis into Yang Jian's body. Seeing that the other party's eyebrows were wrinkled helplessly, Wu Kong comforted him softly, but took him gently but without hesitation.

Drenching sweat soaked each other's bodies, looking at the fierce and fierce handsome face showing a bit of helpless obedience, surrendering to his own rhythm, Wukong's chest seemed to be stuffed with something suddenly, and his whole body was trembling with excitement Get up, ushered in an overwhelming joy.

Intense sex always consumes extra energy. Yang Jian, who was already injured, limp and limp after shooting, gasped and closed his eyes.Wukong, who was always paying attention to his reaction, was surprised to find that the sky eyes opened spontaneously when Yang Jian climaxed, flashing the water light of grievance, and couldn't help but leaned down and kissed his forehead: "Erlang, you are so cute."

"Don't use that adjective."

"Che, it's obviously suitable for you. Oh, by the way, I wanted to ask just now, is this your home? It's too small."

"It's just a temporary residence for my recovery."

"Let's go to Huaguo Mountain to recuperate from now on, bah! Bah! Bah! What about recuperating, you listen carefully, as the daughter-in-law I set up by throwing the hydrangea, you are not allowed to get hurt again, did you hear me?"

"Ah."

"Who is so capable this time and hurt our mighty True Monarch Erlang, do you want me to help you avenge it?"

"No, he's already dead and can't die anymore." The indifferent tone made Wukong quite depressed, and the strength of his lover shot several arrows at his inflated self-esteem.

Yang Jian suddenly raised his eyes to look at Wukong, and under the oppressive gaze, the Great Sage asked anxiously, "What's wrong?"

"Why don't you pull it out?"

"Oh, this one, I'm waiting."

"Wait for what?"

"Wait until the cock is hard and fuck it."

Yang Jian touched his chin, his eyes flickered slightly: "I suddenly found that I forgot a very important thing."

"Ok?"

"Roaring Sky Dog." Zhenjun Erlang gave an order, and the loyal vicious dog roared out from the shadows, showing its sharp claws.

Wukong pretended to be calm and carried his half-worn pants, and carefully walked around the aggressive big dog: "Well, it's late for Erlang, I'm leaving first, don't forget to miss me!"

"Woof! Wang! Wang!" The roaring dog, who was never soft on the bastard who bullied his master, rushed towards Wukong, scaring the great sage out of the door, billowing dust.

But it is said that the four Tang monks left Tianzhu in a smooth manner and went on the road. It is true that the Western Buddhist land is different from other places.I saw some beautiful flowers, Yao grass, ancient cypresses, and pines. Wherever I passed, every family was kind, and every household worshiped monks.The masters and apprentices stayed overnight at Xiaoxing, and after another six or seven days, they suddenly saw a high-rise building with several floors of Jie Pavilion, which was really a hundred feet into the sky, towering over the sky.

The fairy fruit of Zizhi is beautiful every year, and Danfeng Yixiang is very inspirational.Sanzang pointed out: "Wukong, it's a good place to go!"

"Master, you are at the place of the false Buddha statue in the false realm, but you are forced to bow down. I pull you up, but you are still crying. Now that you are at the real Buddha statue in the real realm, you don't want to get off your horse?"

Hearing this, Sanzang turned over in a panic and jumped down, already at the door of the pavilion.I saw a fairy way, leaning in front of the mountain gate and shouting: "Isn't he here from the east?"

Wukong recognized him, pulled Sanzang and said, "Master, this bald head is the Great Immortal of the Golden Summit of Yuzhen Temple at the foot of Lingshan Mountain. He is here to pick us up." Only then did Sanzang wake up, and went forward to salute.

The Great Immortal said with a smile: "The holy monk just arrived this year, and I was coaxed by Guanyin Bodhisattva. He received the golden decree from the Buddha ten years ago and went to the East to find Buddhist scriptures. He originally said that he would come to me in two or three years. I wait every year. I don’t have any news, but I didn’t expect to meet again this year.” Seeing that Sanzang was very grateful, Jinding didn’t say much, and invited everyone into the temple to watch tea and set up a vegetarian meal, and asked the little boy to burn incense soup and take a bath with the holy monk, so that he can ascend to the Buddha’s place .

Early the next morning, I paid my respects to the Great Immortal, and the Great Sage led Tang Seng and others to climb the Lingshan Mountain slowly.In front of the Daxiong Palace, I bowed down to the Tathagata, and finally got a hundred volumes of scriptures.

Tathagata said: "You have worked hard all the way, and I don't know what wish you have. You might as well tell me and listen."

Sanzang knelt down and kowtowed in thanks: "My disciples..."

Seeing that his master was acting stupid again, Wukong hurriedly stopped the conversation, and said, "Curly, do you let us talk about our wishes just to listen to them and amuse you, or can they really come true?"

"As long as it's not a big rebellion, breaking the rules of heaven, it's not difficult to satisfy you."

"Okay! Then I told my master to ask for a volume of the law of cultivating immortals, and I will be free from the mortal body. As for my grandson, you go to this golden hoop and let me go back to Huaguo Mountain to continue to be my king of the mountain. Don't mind me, I'm not going against the sky. I guess Bajie will ask for a weight-loss chain or something..."

"Old pig, I don't need any slimming chains now, but I just need a magic weapon that can lengthen and enlarge objects." Bajie said and glanced at Drifting's crotch, he really wanted to try the humanoid version.

"What do Wujing and Third Prince Long want?"

Zhengtai smiled knowingly, blinked and said: "I want to be with little piggy every day."

"Then, I want to be with the stinky monkey every day."

"..." Tathagata murmured to himself, "Why are they all so lacking in pursuit and ideals?" Alas!Forget it, with a wave of his hand, he agreed to the request of Wukong and others.

The master and apprentice thanked the Buddha, worshiped the gods, and set foot on the way home.

"Master, after delivering the scriptures to the Great Tang Emperor, come to Huaguo Mountain, and I will wait for you!"

"it is good."

Sending them to Tiandu is a matter of right and wrong, only Sanzang went to the city alone, and Wukong and others went to find their own places.

The journey of one hundred and eight thousand miles has gone through fourteen times of cold and heat.Riri Mountain, Riri Ridge, the forest is not small, and the water is wide and flooded. After passing through several cities, there are documents and seals as evidence.

Longxin was very happy, specially appointed Sanzang as the national teacher, and the king of Tang personally went down to the palace to go hand in hand. It was obviously just an ordinary process, but unexpectedly something went wrong. Sanzang clearly felt the emperor's little finger slightly hooked, scratching in the dark If he had been studying Buddhist scriptures in monasteries in the past, and his five aggregates were empty, he would definitely not understand the tricks of the supreme ruler of the Tang Dynasty.But now that he has entered the mortal world, Sanzang couldn't take it lightly, he pulled his hands away cleanly, but was entangled again by the arm that was transferred to his waist.

"I just flipped through it casually, and I still don't quite understand the content of this scripture. Why don't the national teacher come to the palace tonight, and we can have a long talk by candlelight?"

Sanzang wanted to refuse at first, but he couldn't find any words to dissuade the emperor from resting his mind, so he had no choice but to acquiesce.

That night, under the urging of the palace attendant, he pushed open the door of the bedroom, and was suddenly hugged in his arms by astonishing strength, causing Sanzang to struggle desperately, kicking the other party's crotch.

Sanzang originally wanted to kick him so that he could at least keep his distance.It's a pity that the man was really difficult to deal with. He pushed up, stroked his back with one hand, rubbed his buttocks with the other, and poked him back and forth with his hard penis from time to time.

"Master, don't be afraid, it's me." Hearing Wukong's deep voice, Sanzang exhaled reassuringly, and hugged the other party's neck smoothly, and then his whole body went limp from being kissed.

"Wukong, why are you here? Where is Your Majesty?"

"The emperor of color enjoyed the drug and fragrance he prepared, and fell into a deep sleep, so don't worry about him."

"Oh." Sanzang glanced at the dragon bed and saw that there was no major problem.