Reborn Westward Journey: Daily Increases

Sun Wukong on the side narrowed his eyes slightly, and then the handyman disciple said: "Brothers, I hope to meet again in the future."

Saying that, he backed away first.

Several people looked different, but they all felt a little heavy in their hearts.

If they were really just a spectator, it might not be the case, but they have their own roles here, and at a certain point, they all thought they belonged here originally.

One after another, many people started going down the mountain. This was the first time they had seen so many disciples in the Tianxingmen.

Many people cast curious glances at this place. After all, they know that this place was a restricted area before, and there is an elder guarding it here.

However, it was only a fleeting glimpse for them.

Dongfang Ming ran to the back mountain again, and she seemed to want something in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion.

However, this time, everyone smelled the smoke of gunpowder in the air.

They looked up at the back mountain and saw a very thick white smoke floating there.

The Tibetan Scriptures Pavilion was burned...

Sun Wukong raised his head.

He looked towards that side.

Just last time, where Liu Moli left, there was a shady scene, and the latter left with the big ship.

Now, in the sight of Sun Wukong, the shady scene appeared again, and it was also the slightly ancient ship.

The hull reveals a very thick black, as if it was slowly sailing from the long years.

After that, Sun Wukong saw a figure flying from the mountain, and in an instant he got on the bow of the boat.

"I'll take a look," he said.

In the next breath, his figure also rose from the ground, and his body fell on the deck, making a very dull sound.

Liu Qingwu is looking at Liu Moli.

"This is not where you should come." The voice came from under Liu Qingwu's mask, and Sun Wukong knew that he was talking about him.

It's just a good show, what if he doesn't come to see it?

"I think we need a witness, don't we?" These words came from Liu Moli's mouth.

Sun Wukong sat on the eaves of the boat wisely, he just wanted to come and have a look, his original intention was not to influence the direction of things.

On the field, Liu Qingwu hadn't spoken yet, but Liu Moli continued to say: "Actually, you have long wanted to take revenge, after all, your parents are ultimately because of me, if that's the case, why do you have to disguise yourself? My good sister, go ahead and unleash all the combat power of your saint realm, I also want to see how much difference a word makes."

Liu Qingwu shook her head at this moment.

"You're just making excuses for yourself. If I don't do it, you can't comfortably do it to your own sister. I said that, right?"

Liu Moli laughed and said, "Sure enough, you still know me best."

Sun Wukong slapped Hache, covered his mouth and complained, "Are you fighting?"

Two icy eyes fell on him instantly.

He rubbed his eyes and said, "Aren't you all making excuses for yourselves? One is the elder sister who has locked you up for tens of thousands of years and harbors hatred for you, and the other is exiling your parents into the void, and will never be able to. The younger brother who came back is just one of you who is obstructed by the heart of a saint and the other who is obstructed by the only goodness in your heart."

He continued: "Don't pretend, it's unnecessary."

A word is like waking up a dreamer.

The two looked at each other again, but there was no dullness in the air.

Some, just a faint fighting intent, slowly rising.

Sun Wukong sat there and looked at the ground, and many elders were already gathered on the top of the mountain.

Chapter [-] The Ordinary Protagonist

He flew down, and the battle between the siblings, for him, was nothing to watch.

Chen Ming and Huang Renjie stood there, and Dongfang Ming didn't know when he came back.

When he saw Sun Wukong come down, Huang Renjie asked curiously, "What's going on above, is there a fight?"

Sun Wukong smiled and didn't speak, but at this moment, a golden light was shining on the world, making everyone feel like they were in the golden ocean.

That is the point of the sun, but it is more fiery than the one used by Sun Wukong.

At least, their naked eyes can no longer see anything, and the light has not dissipated for a long time.

The naked eye cannot see things, but for practitioners, there is still the mind.

When they looked up, they saw that there was only one black spot in the sky, and that was the big boat that Liu Moli was driving.

It should be a magic weapon, and at this time it exudes an endless killing potential.

The power of the law above the sky is constantly intertwined, and the space is also cut into pieces.

Sun Wukong doesn't need to look at it to know how today's ending will be.

Liu Qingwu disbanded the Tianxingmen, in fact, she also knew in her heart how the ending was going to be today, and she had already handled the funeral properly.

Perhaps for a person like her, carrying things all the time is the most tiring.