Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

Tang Seng half-closed his eyes, and his dark pupils were deeply focused on Fu Zhenhong's face for a few seconds: "The front is Baihu Village, you can come to the village with us."

"What about after arriving at the village?" Fu Zhenhong's lips moved slightly, and he made a soft voice: "After arriving at the village, is the elder going to tell me to just say goodbye?"

"You need to calm down, maybe Baihu Village will have the life you want in the Fan family, and you will know that you can't violate it by showing off your temper."

"Elder, son is not a fish, but you know the joy of fish." Fu Zhenhong smiled wryly, her soft voice was like waves of open water.His moist black eyes slightly lowered, and the long and thick black eyelashes cast a weak and moving shadow on the eyelids.

Zhu Bajie watched from the side, even though he knew that the other party was a man, there was still a feeling of pity in his heart at this moment, "Young master, listen to my master, go to Baihu Village first."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Sha Wujing shout with some joy: "Brother is back!"

Hearing this, Fu Zhenhong made a gesture to stand up with Tang Seng, but because of squatting in the hot sun for a long time, her head was dizzy, and she fell forward uncontrollably after she got up suddenly.

Seeing the boy suddenly fall towards him, Tang Seng subconsciously raised his hand to catch it.

And just when Fu Zhenhong was about to fall into Tang Seng's arms, one hand directly swung Fu Zhenhong away vigorously.

Fu Zhenhong was pushed to the ground by this force, and her right foot sprained, "It hurts..." He covered his foot and gritted his teeth.

Zhu Bajie quickly helped Fu Zhenhong up from the ground: "Young master, are you alright?" After he finished asking, he glared at Monkey King again: "Brother, what are you doing!"

Sun Wukong didn't speak, but stared straight at Fu Zhenhong. His originally deep and dark pupils slowly changed color, turning into a kind of bright golden orange almost like the sun.

Fu Zhenhong let him watch, and casually admired the appearance of the famous Monkey King.

A very handsome and tough face, wearing a red and black monk uniform, wearing a tight band, messy hair standing up, showing the master's sharp and rebellious character.

Soon, the gold in Sun Wukong's eyes turned back to black.His slanting eyebrows frowned, thinking that when he came out of Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace, his piercing eyes couldn't tell whether this man was a monster or not.

Seeing Sun Wukong's expression, Sha Wujing also knew that under the piercing eyes, this young man was still the same, otherwise, with his big brother's character, he would have been hit in the head.

"Eldest brother, don't suspect a monster when you see a beautiful person!" Zhu Bajie curled his lips in disapproval.

Sun Wukong sneered: "You idiot, it's good for you to take care of Master, what kind of weird people are attracted to Master?"

Although under his fiery eyes, the boy's face didn't change in any way, and he didn't have any evil spirit, but Sun Wukong always felt that something was wrong.

"Wukong, don't be rude." Tang Seng shook his head slightly at Monkey King.

"Eldest brother, this young master is also a poor man." Sha Wujing pulled Sun Wukong aside, and told him the cause and effect of the incident.

After listening, Monkey King walked up to Fu Zhenhong and raised his eyebrows: "So you want to go to Baihu Village with us?"

Fu Zhenhong glanced at him timidly, nodded, then immediately looked away from him, and moved towards Tang Seng, as if she was a little afraid of him.

Tang Seng said: "Wukong, you go ahead to explore the road, can you find a place to rest?"

"There is an inn in front, let's go there now, we can get there before dark."

Tang Seng nodded: "Then let's go."

"Elder," Fu Zhenhong gently tugged at the corner of Tang Seng's clothes, and said cautiously, "I just sprained my ankle when I fell down."

Tang Seng paused and asked him, "Can you ride a horse?"

"I...I don't know how to ride." When he said this, a trace of embarrassment appeared on the young man's face like a lotus, and there was also a slight shyness after causing trouble to others, as green as if he had been caught by rainwater. The first peach blossom.

"Then what should we do?" Sha Wujing also frowned in distress.

"What else can I do?" Zhu Bajie glared at Monkey King, and then said to Fu Zhenhong: "Little son, come, old pig, I will carry you."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Bajie walked up to Fu Zhenhong and squatted down.

Seeing this, Monkey King twisted Zhu Bajie's ears, and dragged him to the front of the white dragon horse regardless of Zhu Bajie's groans and pain: "You lead the horse, and I will carry him."

Zhu Bajie rubbed his red ears, and after he changed back to his fat head and big ears, he held the saddle and said indignantly, "Well, you big brother, I let you do all the good things."

Monkey King ignored Zhu Bajie. After Tang Seng sat on the horse, he squatted slightly, turned his head and said to Zhenhong, "Come up." He wanted to see what tricks this young man was going to play.

Fu Zhenhong lay on Monkey King's back, and gently hugged Monkey King's neck with her hands.

Sun Wukong carried Fu Zhenhong on his back and walked in the front leading the way, Zhu Bajie led the horse and followed behind, Tang Seng sat on the horse, and Sha Wujing walked behind carrying the luggage.

"Tell me, what kind of monster are you?" Sun Wukong said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Monster?" Fu Zhenhong was puzzled. He tightened his hands around Sun Wukong's neck a little, then put his chin on Monkey King's shoulder, and said aggrievedly, "I'm not a monster."

"Stop pretending," Sun Wukong said coldly, "Normal people's bodies are not as cold and temperatureless as yours."

"Is there no temperature..." Fu Zhenhong murmured softly, all the weakness on her face disappeared at this moment.

He tilted his head, brought his lips to Sun Wukong's ear, and slowly uttered a sentence: "Little elder, how do you feel my warmth? Do you use your body?" During the exhalation, he had already wrapped his legs around Sun Wukong's tight and warm waist, and his voice was soft and entangled: "Like this?"

Sun Wukong froze, then sneered disdainfully: "You monster, don't you want to seduce Old Sun?"

"No," Fu Zhenhong said, and moved her lips closer, so those flower-like soft lips directly touched Monkey King's ears. He bent his eyes, returned to his original voice, and slowly Said: "Little Pohou, I am more interested in your master." This light and shallow voice is a bit deep, not like the soft and delicate softness just now, but a kind of frivolous, careless, like the flow of electric waves. seductive magnetism.

Sun Wukong only felt itchy ears and felt a little uncomfortable all over. He wanted to throw the monster on his back on the ground, but found that his body was tightly entangled by him: "You little monster, you know my identity, you are not afraid of me!" beat you to death."

"In the eyes of the other elders, I am a human being now." Fu Zhenhong looked back and said, "If you beat me to death now, your master will definitely blame you."

"Are you threatening me?" Monkey King narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"I'm working with you."

"Oh?" Sun Wukong was a little interested, he wanted to hear what tricks this monster was up to.

"You have been trapped under the Five Fingers Mountain for 500 years, and now you are finally released and free, so why continue another bondage?" Fu Zhenhong persuasively said, "I know that as long as the monk thinks about the tight band on your head, you will have a splitting headache. , if I eat your master, you will naturally get rid of the bondage."

"So you want to eat my master." Although Sun Wukong was dissatisfied with Guanyin's use of this tight band to force him to protect Tang Seng all the way to the west to learn scriptures, he still got along with Tang Seng for a while.Although the friendship between master and apprentice is not as hard as a rock, it is not easily shaken by this little monster who appeared halfway.

What's more, his master had never chanted a spell to him.

"Your master is an eminent Buddhist monk, and if you eat his flesh, you can live forever." Fu Zhenhong lowered her voice and chuckled, "What do you think is better than eternal life in this world?"

"Wishful thinking!" Sun Wukong's voice was cold, ignoring the second half of Fu Zhenhong's sentence, and only replied to the first sentence.

Fu Zhenhong sighed softly: "So we have failed in the negotiation." He paused slightly, and continued: "Actually, I like you quite a bit. Look, you are a demon, and I am also a demon. Demons should be with demons."

Sun Wukong lowered his eyelids in silence.

"You're a monster who hangs out with people every day and is ordered around at will. Don't you think it's an insult to your status as a monkey monster?" There was a little disdain in Fu Zhenhong's voice.

Sun Wukong heard it, and his face turned black immediately, "Nonsense!"

"Stubborn." Fu Zhenhong shook her head, and then pressed her icy face to Monkey King's cheek, with a hint of coldness and affection in her tone: "Since that's the case, you have to protect your master well, or one day, I caught him, and I will peel off his flesh and blood bit by bit, boil him in a scalding fire, and then eat him clean, not even a single bone is left."

Every time he said a word, Sun Wukong's face became ugly, and at the end, there was a strong chill and killing intent on Sun Wukong's body.

Just when Monkey King was about to call out the golden cudgel, the hands around his neck suddenly started to change.

I saw that the jade lotus root, which was originally white as fat, was rapidly dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.It was like the change of a body falling into the fire and being burned, and the flesh and blood were swallowed and melted away.

"Big brother!" Sun Wukong heard Sha Wujing's shocked shout behind him.

In a puff of light white smoke, Monkey King lowered his head and looked at the legs wrapped around his waist. There was no warmth, no flesh and blood, but white bones with distinct joints. Under the sun, there was a cold light, terrifying. , gloomy, and shuddering.And the hands around his neck, too.

At the last second when the smoke dissipated, Monkey King smelled a faint fragrance, and the cold voice of the monster spread in his ears, like the sound of a sword unsheathed in the dark night under the cold white moon. Bitter cold light———

"Little Pomonkey, we will meet soon."