My uncles are all big guys

Chapter 210 Holy Monk, do you like plain stew or braised in braised sauce? (Please subscribe)

"Hey, what a monster!"

Suzaku's aura was not concealed at all, and Sun Wukong sensed it immediately. He looked up and saw that the monster was close in front of him. Sun Wukong didn't bother to remind Tang Monk, threw away the reins in his hands, took out the golden hoop and faced it.

"Ming!"

A crisp cry sounded, and the Suzaku flying down opened its mouth slightly, and white flames surged out and sprayed straight towards Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong didn't care.

Not all flames are Samadhi True Fire. The white flame in front of him didn't feel any temperature. It must not be very powerful. More importantly, he had never heard of it.

It happened that at this time, he was holding back a lot of anger because of the golden hoop. Although he wanted to beat the old monk, he knew it was impossible. This monster just came to his door, and he used it as a tool to relieve his anger.

"Bah!"

Sun Wukong shouted loudly, dodged the flames, and appeared above Suzaku, swinging the stick in his hand fiercely.

"boom!"

With a little force on his hand, the seemingly intimidating Suzaku suddenly burst into pieces.

"No, I fell into a trap."

Sun Wukong quickly looked down, and there was no trace of Tang Monk. Only a big white horse swung its tail and blinked Kazilan's big eyes innocently.

"Hahaha... What nonsense, Monkey King, is just a monkey in my hands, hahahaha..."

"I heard that eating Tang Monk's meat will lead to immortality. Bi Ma Wen, Tang Monk, I accepted it with a smile. Go back to your Huaguo Mountain and continue to be your monkey!"

Arrogant laughter sounded from a distance, and Sun Wukong's face turned red. The golden cudgel in his hand creaked, and with an angry roar, he rushed towards the place where the sound came from.

He would never allow others to call him a monkey playing tricks. It was an insult to the monkey clan and even more to him, the Monkey King.

What's more, this monster even arrogantly called him Bi Mawen, which was the biggest stain in his life as the Monkey King.

This was the first guy who came out to call him Bi Mawen. Any humiliation for the first time is the most fatal, let alone Sun Hou, who is arrogant and full of anger.

But what a coincidence, Tang Seng was also arrested for the first time.

The world was spinning in front of his eyes. Before Tang Seng could understand what was going on, he appeared in a clean cave.

Amitabha!

The poor monk encountered a monster.

Caught by a monster.

This monster wants to eat a poor monk.

Tang Monk trembled and looked around in horror.

Hey, why does this monster look like a human? It's not the same as the evil spirit you imagined.

Could it be that Guanyin Bodhisattva lied to me? The so-called monsters are just bad people.

Hey, why did he wash the pot?

Oh, I remembered, he wanted to eat the poor monk, eat, eat...

Tang Seng's eyes widened in horror.

Wang Xiao, who was cleaning the cauldron, showed a friendly smile to the frightened Tang Monk.

"Don't be afraid, Holy Monk, I'm easy to talk to. Do you like fried, steamed or braised?"

Tang Seng:? ? ?

"Stop being silent, let's stew. You can also eat meat, chew bones, and drink soup..."

Tang Seng:? ? ?

After setting up the washed cauldron, Wang Xiao cut the radish inside and said, "The radish relieves greasiness and is also called small ginseng."

"Clang, clang, clang...and this!"

Wang Xiao took out a handful of garlic and said happily to the frightened Tang Monk who no longer knew what to say: "If you eat meat without garlic, the flavor will be half as bad!"

After putting all the seasonings away, Wang Xiao touched his chin, took out a jar of salt, and put it in Tang Monk's hand.

Tang Seng took it stiffly.

"It is said that when stewing meat, you should not add salt at the beginning, otherwise the meat will burn easily. I have a bad memory. Please ask the holy monk to sprinkle some salt into it later when it is almost cooked. Thank you!"

Tang Seng was about to cry, but Tang Seng, who had never experienced the hardships of Journey to the West, was actually quite simple and kind, and he replied politely.

"You're welcome!"

"You monster, give me back my master!"

Wang Xiao, who was pouring soup into the cauldron, frowned.

"What an annoying monkey!"

"Amitabha, this great king!"

Hearing Sun Wukong's voice, Tang Monk's eyes showed hope, and he held the salt jar in his hand and saluted Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao turned back to look at Tang Seng.

Tang Monk quickly advised: "Your Majesty, this apprentice of mine has extraordinary abilities. He is the Monkey King who caused great trouble in the Heavenly Palace back then. Why don't you let this poor monk go..."

Wang Xiao stretched out his hand to stop Tang Seng who wanted to be the peacemaker.

"No need, holy monk, I know this monkey better than you do."

After saying that, Tang Seng took off his clothes in fear, put Tang Seng in the cauldron, raised his hand and pointed a finger, a wisp of flame appeared and started to burn the cauldron. Handing the salt jar to Tang Monk who was holding his chest, Wang Xiao said, "Holy Monk, please help me check the taste. I have a light taste, so don't make it too salty."

He reached out and struck the cauldron, and a ray of light restrained Tang Seng.

Tang Monk was about to cry while holding the salt jar. He looked at Wang Xiao who was about to go out and was about to cry without tears.

What is this thing called?

Being the food in other people's mouths and having to help with seasoning, this monster is too difficult to be a human being.

Wang Xiao walked out of the temporary cave and saw Sun Wukong holding a golden hoop and staring at him angrily.

"Who do I think this is? Isn't this Bima Wen? Why did you come here if you don't stay under Wuzhi Mountain?"

Taunt +1!

Unexpectedly, Sun Wukong did not rush into the battle angrily, but frowned at Wang Xiao, who looked like a human.

"You monster has no demonic aura in you. Instead, you have Taoist and Xuanmen aura. And you also know me, Lao Sun. Who are you?"

After being imprisoned at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain for 500 years, Sun Wukong lost a lot of his temper. In addition, escorting Monk Tang on his journey to the west was just a part-time job.

There is no benefit at all, and it is not worth risking one's life to offend others.

Wang Xiao grinned and looked at his childhood idol.

"you guess?"

"Oh, by the way, let me remind you that Tang Monk has been put in the pot by me, and there is a fire burning underneath. You have to defeat me quickly. If you delay for a long time, he will be cooked. By then, you can only be one The monkey has gone to the west."

"hateful!"

Sun Wukong roared angrily.

"Take a stick from my old grandson!"

"clang!"

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and the Panlong three-pointed two-edged sword was placed together with Sun Wukong's golden cudgel.

"Bah!"

Wang Xiao was pushed back a long way by Sun Wukong.

Since the beginning of the Sword Immortal World, Wang Xiao has never been at a disadvantage in battles with others. Today was the first time that he was suppressed from the very beginning.

Seeing the weapon in Wang Xiao's hand, Sun Wukong obviously paused.

This weapon looked so familiar, it reminded him of a man, a guy who brought a dog to bite him, was as powerful as him, and had an eye on his forehead!

And more importantly, when Wang Xiao used his magic power just now, the Xuanmen aura became stronger, almost exactly the same as the aura of Erlang God Yang Jian.

"What is your relationship with Yang Jian, the three-eyed man with the dog?"

Wang Xiao held the Panlong three-pointed two-edged sword tightly, holding Sun Wukong's golden cudgel against it, and gritted his teeth and smiled.

"you guess?"

"Guess your uncle!"

Let him guess again, and his grandchild hates guessing the most.

The golden cudgel in his hand kept swinging out, and every move was made with great force.

Wang Xiao quickly blocked it, and the weapons of the two collided at high speed, causing large sparks to fly. The aftermath caused the surrounding woods and mountains to collapse.

After fighting for dozens of rounds in a row, Wang Xiao was able to draw back a move at the beginning, but was directly suppressed by Sun Houhou later.

There was no way, there was a huge gap between the two of them. Although Wang Xiao had combat experience, most of it was fed by Erlang Shen and Meishan Six Saints.

Sun Wukong is different. He was a serious player who fought in actual combat.

One was trained on the training ground, and the other was learned in actual combat. He could deal with it a few times at the beginning, but later he was provoked by Monkey King.

"boom!"

Wang Xiao was unable to fight back in time, and was hit in the chest by Sun Wukong's golden cudgel, and his body hit the sky volcano behind him heavily.

The powerful force directly penetrated the mountain and smashed into the magma.

"I still lack actual combat experience!"

Under Sun Wukong's cold glance, Wang Xiao jumped out of the lava, patted the dust on his body and muttered.

Seeing that Wang Xiao had no injuries at all, Sun Wukong's pupils shrank.

He knew how powerful the move he just made was, thinking that if the monster took one move, it would be seriously injured even if it didn't die.

But I didn't expect that this guy didn't have anything wrong with him. Not to mention being injured, his clothes were not wrinkled.

"Today's combat training ends here, Bi Mawen, remember to be quick when inviting people, otherwise I will really eat Tang Monk!"

Under Sun Wukong's vigilance, Wang Xiao took back the Panlong three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand, rolled his left hand up to his mouth and blew hard, and the blazing red and white flames rushed towards Sun Wukong.

"Haha, here comes another trick!"

Sun Wukong smiled disdainfully, picked up the stick and rushed towards the flames.

If he can't be killed with one stick, then two sticks will be used. He doesn't believe it, and there is an unbreakable defense with his golden cudgel!

"what!"

(End of this chapter)