[Journey to the West] Those things about me and Master

"Very good, just continue to deploy like this. Remember to keep an eye on the Jade Emperor's movements, and don't slack off in the slightest."

"Yes!"

"Why don't you back down?..."

"My lord, Ao Lie..."

"What's up with him?"

"He has been arguing...that he wants to see you."

Sun Wukong woke up amidst a burst of human voices and conversations. In his trance, he faintly felt lying on a soft bed that could not see the light, hiding himself airtightly like a cocoon.Surrounded by tassels and veils blown down from the roof, the touch is delicate and silky. Monkey King touched it, but slowly frowned as his eyelids gradually opened.

"If he came to me for the same thing last time... Oh, you tell him, I won't see him."

"Little one knows."

"Wait, what happened to Tang Sanzang?"

"The monk and his apprentice have already made moves."

"Keep an eye on it, at least delay until the start of the war."

"Little understands."

"Okay, let's go down. When there is any new progress in the cauldron furnace, please come and inform me."

"Yes."

Sun Wukong listened to the fading whispers, his heart sank and fluctuated, ups and downs.

Why on earth did Ao Lie betray him?

Where is it here? Why can't he use all his strength?

The master in that population has already moved... what does it mean?

After a creaking sound of closing the door, someone's footsteps approached step by step, each step seemed to be on the tip of the heart, and in the silence, it pierced the nerves like a blade.

"Monkey King, I know you are awake. Don't pretend to be dead."

The sound of the man's trampling footsteps finally stopped, and a pair of slender hands slowly lifted the bed curtain, revealing his handsome appearance.A pair of starry eyes are deep and vast, the eyebrows are half-raised at the ends, the nose is thin and the lips are dark blond, and the long velvet brocade boots are red and silver.

Sun Wukong had already clenched his fists and waited for the moment when the man would show up. In an instant, he jumped up and turned the golden cudgel behind his ear into a cold knife and pressed it against the man's neck, staring at the general with his eyes fixed on him. The chief culprit he imprisoned——

"It's you?!"

He gritted his teeth, his expression was uncertain and complicated.

Swearing not to raise his eyebrows, not afraid of the blade on his neck, he folded his arms and sneered, "I still have the strength to do this stuff, it seems that one soul-locking nail is still too little."

【—Brother, I'm sorry. 】

Sun Wukong remembered the last words Bai Longma said to him, and he couldn't help but feel dark clouds in his heart, and his face sank.

He pursed his lips and pressed the cold front an inch in. The Ruyi Golden Cudgel is the Poseidon Needle, it is made of extraordinary materials, and its appearance when transformed into other weapons is also one of the best.Monkey King believes that as long as he wants to, the Qingfeng Frost Knife transformed from the golden cudgel can make the blood splatter three feet in an instant.

"Let me go."

Oath Bukong seems to find it interesting, he has exactly the same appearance as Monkey King, but his eyebrows and eyes reveal a completely different spirit, even the movement of raising his eyebrows has a hint of unruly and long-standing kingly air.

"Let you go? Huh?" He chuckled a few times, "My great sage, tell me, where are you going?"

Swearing that Bukong covered Sun Wukong's chin with one hand, lingering and rubbing along the arc, his movements were ambiguous but he was staring at every move of Monkey King, just when the man's blade was embedded in the flesh, he suddenly restrained his wrist and said "Lock Soul" curse.

"Woo... hiss!"

Sun Wukong didn't expect it, his heart seemed to be spinning and turned into a puddle of blood, from his chest to his wrist, which was bound by force, trembled suddenly, and the green knife fell to the ground when it lost strength, making a crisp sound.

Swearing Bukong looked at Sun Wukong's face wrinkled and clutching his chest, he felt uncomfortable and his complexion was slightly pale.

"Sun Wukong, this is my territory."

He pinched Sun Wukong's chin, his stern face seemed to have been captured by something, his pupils were full of bewitching redness, looking terrifying.

"Don't try to escape. Don't even try to play tricks."

His ferocious expression seemed to want to swallow that person alive, and the strength of his grip on his chin was also a bit fierce. If Monkey King King Kong was not broken, his bones would almost be crushed by that person.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Sun Wukong was a little out of breath with his lips parted, and he choked with staring eyes.

Sworn Bukong seemed to be stung, the redness in his eyes trembled and faded away like a tide, and disappeared completely.

He slowly let go of his hand, turned his eyes away, "Stay by my side obediently. This seat will not treat you badly."

Sun Wukong breathed slightly, staring at Xie Bukong, staring at the indistinguishable demon king who was no different from him, and slowly broke into a smile while panting.

He didn't make a sound, but he was mouthing, which was caught in the eyes of that person verbatim.

"You, do, dream."

Swearing that Bukong turned around to leave, his face darkened when he heard this, and he turned his head and looked straight at Monkey King.

"Don't challenge my patience over and over again."

He narrowed his eyes, as if he had spotted the man's weakness.

"You know, I have countless murders in my hand. It doesn't matter if there is one more Tang Sanzang... huh?"

"A joke." Sun Wukong knew Tang Sanzang's strength, he raised his eyebrows and smiled coldly, "You think he is so easy to deal with?"

"He is not easy to deal with, but this seat is easy to deal with?"

Swearing not to walk to the door, it is a strict and thick bronze door, on which are carved and painted the three great beasts of dragon, unicorn, and phoenix. The carvings are meticulous and lifelike, and they look simple and mysterious from a distance.

"Sun Wukong, you may not know me well. But it's okay, before the cauldron is completed..."

He paused, glanced at Sun Wukong and smiled maliciously and provocatively.

"This seat will let you one, point, point, understand, understand, get, enough."

After finishing speaking, he slammed the heavy bronze door, stepped out of the room and locked Monkey King inside alone.

It was a very unfriendly first meeting.

Sun Wukong repeatedly provoked his temper that he had learned to restrain after hundreds of years of hard training.

Swearing not to think about it empty-handed, she walked through the dark corridor step by step to a hidden place.

Sun Wukong is too difficult to control.Just like himself.

Too……

Aren't they two sides of a mirror image?

Swearing not to think about it, she shook her head for some reason, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.

500 years.

He waited for a full 500 years.

This day... is finally coming.

"Report to the lord that the temperature of the cauldron furnace, the container, and the materials used are all normal."

Outside the alchemy room, a monster with the head of a bull and a human body saw the oath, and hurriedly bowed his head nervously to report.

Swearing Bukong nodded, and went in to check around as usual, the air was filled with the scent of burning spices, thick and fragrant, smelling it into the nose, as if washing the heart.

"Um……"

Swearing that Bukong closed his eyes and inhaled, his face stretched out as if intoxicated, and he sighed softly, "The fragrance is getting more and more pure. It seems that it will be finished within seven days..."

Hearing this, the little monster bowed down to congratulate him, "Congratulations to the Lord, the great cause will be accomplished, and the Monkey King will be refined by then, and there will be no more Great Sage Equaling Heaven in the world!"

For some reason, Xie Bukong's eyes suddenly sank, and he turned around and asked uncertainly, "You want him to die that much?"

The little monster broke out in a cold sweat, and his body was trembling, "Small, small doesn't mean that..."

Yan Bukong grabbed the mob's neck coldly with a red face in his eyes, and pushed him against the wall, ignoring the man's legs kicking and struggling, his voice was deep and cold.

"He is a member of this seat. Whether or not to die, and when to die, are all decided by this seat, and you are not allowed to interrupt!"

The little monster was so frightened that his pants were almost wet, his eyes were full of tears, and he couldn't help nodding.

"The little one knows it's wrong, the little one is wrong... Cough, cough cough, please forgive me! The little one is wrong..."

Swearing for a moment, the demonic red in his pupils receded like water again.He pursed his lips and looked slightly cold. He didn't know what he was thinking, and after taking a deep look at the little monster who had already been frightened into incontinence, he hummed in a low voice and shook his sleeves, turned around, and strode out of the alchemy room.

Recently, the number of out-of-control has been increasing...

He glanced at the end of the corridor.

Perhaps, the time to combine two into one has to be accelerated.

And in the tightly fitting room, Monkey King kept wandering around in the room, deep in thought.

This room can be called a secret room, with iron plates on the upper and lower sides, solid walls behind the left and right, a thick copper door in front, and cages in all directions, there is nowhere to escape.

He tried to break open that door, but he didn't know what special material was used for that bronze door, even after being smashed dozens of times by the golden cudgel, it still stood still.

Sun Wukong scratched his hair anxiously, walked around the room a few times before sitting back on the couch, looking at the soft gauze hanging beside him, he tore off all of them in a fit of annoyance, covering the couch all over.

At this moment, there seemed to be some movement outside the door, and there was a light slap. The door, which he had never tried to open before, slowly moved sideways, revealing a gap that could allow one person to pass through.

Sun Wukong looked at the person, his pupils shrank, "Xiaobai?!..."

With great difficulty, Ao Lie broke through the defense and came straight to the secret room when Swear Bukong and his subordinates were about to arrange the negotiation. At this moment, he saw Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, and he quickly pulled Sun Wukong's wrist and pulled He is leaving.

"Why are you here? What happened that night?"

Sun Wukong lowered his voice, seeing Ao Lie's face covered with sweat and shortness of breath, he also knew that his mind was tense to the extreme.

Ao Lie shook his head and didn't have time to return to him.

"It's too late, let's go first. I swear that I won't be back anytime."

Ao Lie pulled Monkey King to turn left and right in the desolate and dark underground corridor, as if he was very familiar with every route here.

Sun Wukong followed him, his eyes darkened, "Are you and that person... in the same group?"

Hearing this, Ao Lie was stunned, nodded but shook his head again, "Yes, and no."

"What do you mean?"

"Our Dragon Clan and other Monster Clans, we just get what we need."

We... Dragon Clan?

Sun Wukong's heart skipped a beat, remembering that the Dinghai Shenzhen Needle in his hand was the only one in the world, but he swore that Bukong also had a hard-core soldier with a handle that was almost exactly the same as his golden cudgel...

It's like asking for it back from Dragon Palace.

Sun Wukong was suddenly enlightened, and his whole body was shocked, "You mean...he had a connection with the Dragon Clan for a long time?"

"..."

Ao Lie remained silent, only the sound of hasty footsteps was particularly clear in the darkness, like a slap into the atrium.

"Yes."

After the endless silence like a long night, he uttered such a word very succinctly.

"The world is getting more and more chaotic now. The revitalization of the dragon clan is imminent, and we can't wait any longer..."

The man promised him that if he could take Monkey King down and send him to the Wutian Realm, he would help him turn into a real dragon and ascend to the extreme land.

A real dragon, what many people of the dragon tribe yearn for all their lives?

If he can transform into a dragon, he will never regret it by whatever means.

only……

Ao Lie thought about something, closed his eyes, his expression was gloomy.

"Since you are doing things for the oath, why do you help my grandson escape?"

Monkey King shook his head, "Aren't you afraid that he will find out?"

Ao Lie frowned, and was about to answer while he was holding his hand tightly, but at that moment, there was a sound of footsteps from the end of the empty and dark corridor, and the candle flames on the stone wall were swaying and flickering due to the light wind. Mie Mie, and the sound of footsteps that gradually approached and fell into the ears and became clear, also oppressed the mind in the silence, as heavy as crushing flesh and blood.

"Don't be afraid."

Someone came out of the darkness with a half-smile, with a cloak and armor, golden-winged pheasant feathers, crimson red and deep ocher, like the color of blood.

He rubbed his wrists, raised his eyebrows and glanced at the two of them. He obviously had no power, but those sharp eyes that were as sharp as blades made people feel cold and half shocked.

"You don't have to be afraid anymore." He paused, then smiled, "Because I have already found out."

Ao Lie stared at him, "You promised me that you would never hurt senior brother, so I agreed to bring him here. Now how can you refine the cauldron and break your promise?!"

As if being amused, Xie Bukong shook his head "Oh my god", "Little Bailong, I originally thought you were a smart person, but I didn't expect you to be as stupid as Zhu Wuneng."

"What do you mean?"

"My lord means to say..." Swear Bukong turned the wrench in his hand indifferently, and raised his eyebrows, "This lord has killed so many people, and has countless blood on his hands. How naive are you? Do you think this seat is a gentleman who keeps his word? Huh?"

Ao Lie was furious, his eyes widened, "You!"

Swearing Bukong took a step closer, "Don't be angry. Now is not the time for you to be angry."

He turned to look at Sun Wukong, and looked up and down the man who was suddenly on guard with ambiguous eyes, "Wait until I stuff your senior brother into the cauldron, melt his skin, melt his bones, and evaporate all his blood." The blood, the bone marrow that drained out of his body, stripped him of his skin and bones and smelted him, and when he was completely combined with this seat and it was difficult to separate..." Swearing Bukong stretched out his tongue and licked the corner of his lips, as if Just imagining it made me feel unsatisfied, "It's never too late for you to be angry."

Monkey King didn't expect that this vowed to spend so much effort to get himself here, just to cook soup.

The golden cudgel in his hand became louder in response to his master's heartbeat, "Have you forgotten that you and I were evenly matched in the first battle?"

Xie Bukong nodded noncommittally, took another step closer, and smiled slightly.

"But the Great Sage, don't forget, now you have a soul-locking nail in your body that I control."

When Ao Lie thought that the soul-locking nail was nailed into Sun Wukong's body at the order of that person, he was annoyed and stood in front of him, "Elder brother, you can go straight down this road to get out." .Here... let me restrain you."

How could Sun Wukong escape alone?Either fight or die.For him, there are only two options at the moment.

But Yan Bukong shook his head, "Ao Lie, you are not qualified to be my opponent."

Obviously he didn't look angry, but his expression was cold when he squinted his eyes.

Almost instantly, he chanted the Soul Locking Curse and teleported behind Sun Wukong, then grabbed the man in his arms and returned to his original position.

Before Ao Lie could react, he saw Sun Wukong frowned in pain from the spell, his chest heaving unceasingly, and Xie Bukong surrounded him from behind, or in other words, held him tightly.

It seems to be the existence of the heart and mind that he has long recognized as his possession.

Swearing not to have Gu Aolie's shocked expression, he clapped his hands and summoned the nine-headed bird from nothingness, "I'll leave it to you."

And Monkey King was carried on the shoulder by that person, and in the turbulence, he saw the nine-headed golden phoenix approaching Ao Lie step by step with a strange fire all over his body.

He wanted to turn over and fight heartily, it was better than being under the control of others now.

It's just that the churning pain in his body was gnawing at his heart and lungs, and it was more painful than the curse.

Thinking of the magic spell, his mind flickered, and he couldn't help but think of another person.

Master...Master...

I don't know how Master should find him now.

There is endless darkness behind him, and the haze of nothingness in front of him.

As if it has been like this since ancient times.A chaos, a groggy.

When Sun Wukong lost his consciousness, he vaguely saw that Xie Bukong led him into a alchemy room, in which stood a huge bronze furnace, under which the firewood was always burning.

And the words that that person fell beside his ears were extremely soft, like a dragonfly standing in the middle of a lake, completely opposite to the movements of his hands, causing ripples like words of love.

"Goku, come. We become one."