[Comprehensive] Pit god professional household

This is tantamount to exposing the weakness of the whole person to the enemy, and there is no chance of winning.Sun Wukong is not a vegetarian either, and he reacts well when he changes, so he will not easily fall below.

Before the ground came into close contact with him, he suddenly bent his arms and supported the ground with his palms facing down.The other hand holding the golden cudgel drew an oval towards Zhou Yang, blocking Zhou Yang's pursuit of victory.Sun Wukong seized the gap for a few seconds, turned over, half-kneeled on the ground, and the golden cudgel rushed towards Zhou Yang's direction with murderous intent.

Sun Wukong slowly withdrew his hand supporting the ground, shook it calmly, raised his head slowly, and stared at Zhou Yang.

Sun Wukong's actions may not be easy for those who don't know, but the requirements for reaction speed and his own ability are extremely high when he actually does it.Moreover, such actions are harmful to one's own body, especially the wrist and elbow of the hand supporting the ground.

"It's great, but it's a pity that your grandpa hasn't been defeated yet." Monkey King stood up holding a golden cudgel and said.

"It's the great sage's abdication." Zhou Yang replied neither sad nor happy.

Do you admit that Sun Wukong is not clear?He is not a person like Zhu Bajie, who can't tell the difference when he is praised by others.Sun Wukong snorted, avoiding Zhou Yang's sight, put his left arm on the ground behind his back, shook it again, then laughed, and said as if he pressed it down his throat: "Come again."

"Okay." Zhou Yang replied.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them already had a hundred moves against each other.Sun Wukong's eyes were serious all the time, never serious.Then move by move, he increased his strength little by little, but Zhou Yang was always able to dodge it lightly and give the most appropriate blow.

This made Sun Wukong's heart sink.

Many times, we are not afraid of the strength of the enemy, but the unknown of the enemy.Zhou Yang's ability to deal with it so easily made Sun Wukong understand that he had never felt Zhou Yang's strength at all.Zhou Yang is unknown to him. Although Monkey King will not be afraid of it, the feeling of not knowing the bottom is really too bad!

The insurmountable distance slowed down Sun Wukong's speed, and his thoughts on fighting began to get mixed up.He thought more and more, deeper and deeper.

Would an existence with bottomless strength like Zhou Yang admire him?is it possible?impossible!Sun Wukong told himself in his heart.

Since it is not, then he definitely has a purpose, but what is his purpose?Monkey King couldn't think of it at all, it's still the same sentence, if an existence like Zhou Yang wants to do something, he doesn't need to be so tactful at all.

He has no purpose, he has a purpose.He has no purpose, but he has a purpose... Two completely different conclusions appear in Sun Wukong's mind constantly, and there are many reasons for it.

After all, in the face of such an enemy, he wanted to fight against him straightforwardly, and he would win one day, instead of constantly being suspicious and defensive.He hoped that such a person would be his opponent as well as his friend, but not his enemy.

"Great Sage, you're distracted." The closed fan pushed Sun Wukong back three meters with dark power, Zhou Yang laughed lowly, and reminded him.

Sun Wukong concentrated all his strength on his feet first, and his feet were half buried in the soil to make him completely stabilize his figure. His lips were tightly pursed, and the monkey hair of his hand holding the golden cudgel trembled.Suddenly, Monkey King roared from the bottom of his heart, his eyes flashed with golden light, and the golden cudgel also shone with dazzling golden light.

This is an all-out hit.Seeing Monkey King who was coming towards him like the wind, Zhou Yang came to a conclusion disapprovingly.

This move is indeed extremely powerful, if you don't dodge it, you will either die or be injured.Zhou Yang had no sense of danger, just like many previous moves, he was ready to dodge at the last moment.

However, this time, Zhou Yang took the big step.To be precise, it wasn't Zhou Yang's trick. If Zhou Yang could control his body freely, he would naturally be able to avoid this move.But the bad thing was that at the moment when he was about to move, he suddenly found that he couldn't move.

This kind of discovery made Zhou Yang black-faced, and he couldn't control his body. Except for 9890 and the main system that 9890 said, he couldn't find anything else.Now is not the time to ask them for clarification, Zhou Yang tried to move his feet, but the fruitless temptation made his attitude towards the system more dangerous.

Can't, can't hide, Zhou Yang can only minimize the damage that Monkey King brings to himself.Zhou Yang frowned and covered himself with an invisible magic protective film. This protective film could not completely resist the power of Monkey King's moves, but it could also remove a large part of his strength.

His eyes darkened for a while, and then he regained his composure.

Forget it, I originally wanted Sun Wukong to win in the end. Although this is not the form I wanted, the result is not bad from my plan.Zhou Yang thought so.

There was a "bang--", because of the burst of power, this impact seemed to be dragged on for a long time, as if replaying all the injuries and pains in slow motion.

"Hmm—" Zhou Yang snorted, bent down under the oppression of absolute strength, but he was unwilling to bend his knees anyway.

Although this stick fell on Zhou Yang's shoulders, it actually involved his whole body.Zhou Yang's internal organs were disturbed, and the power belonging to Monkey King roamed around and tore apart in his body.This tear caused Zhou Yang's internal organs to be damaged to varying degrees.

It was more than just pain, Zhou Yang's scalp numb, he clutched his chest, his throat itched, and he spat out a big mouthful of blood.At the same time, Zhou Yang's eyes began to blur...

The author has something to say: Zhou Zhazha was really screwed this time┑(￣Д￣)┍, but...haha, but why don’t I tell you~

☆, this monster is unreliable ([-])

All of a sudden, Zhou Yang lost consciousness. Before that, the only sound he heard was Monkey King's shout.

In the silence and darkness, he didn't know how long he stayed, when he suddenly heard the sound of water flowing, and then, the sense of touch and perception gradually returned.He felt that he was in the water, which was cold and should be clear.

The double eyelids were a bit heavy, Zhou Yang had to use a lot of strength to open them.Sure enough, I was staying at the bottom of the water.Zhou Yang frowned, first put aside the question of how he was underwater, and raised his hand to caress his chest.He still remembers clearly that before he passed out, his internal organs were injured, and now he can't feel any wounds in his internal organs at all.

No pain, no itching, just the same as usual.

how so?Zhou Yang asked out loud.

At this moment, the water around Zhou Yang swayed, and he faintly heard the whispers of several people talking.Zhou Yang listened subconsciously, but before he could hear what those people said, the water turned into a mirror at this moment, smashed and broken.

At the end of the shards, nowhere else, and no one else.A staircase leads directly to the black-gold throne on the top. On the throne is a fallen angel with black clothes and black hair. This is hell, and the fallen angel on the throne of hell is Lucifer.

Suddenly, Zhou Yang realized that he was in a dream, no wonder he couldn't feel the pain.

The fallen angel on the throne sat with his chin propped up, looking straight at Zhou Yang, as if implying him to go.Zhou Yang pulled his lips into a smile, and the dissatisfaction outside the dream dissipated a lot inexplicably.Zhou Yang approached Lucifer, and didn't stop until he was in front of Lucifer.

At this moment, Lucifer finally moved. He put down his hand resting on his chin, and raised his head slightly.Because of the change in Zhou Yang's orientation, Lucifer changed from looking down at the beginning to looking up.Neither of them cared about this small change. Lucifer stretched out his hand, and Zhou Yang's feet subconsciously moved, but the next moment he stopped the momentum of avoiding.He was curious what Lucifer in the dream would do!

Lucifer didn't do anything, just put his hand on the place where Zhou Yang himself had put it before, and then stated subtly, "You're hurt."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Zhou Yang immediately realized that something was wrong with the so-called Lucifer in his dream. This was not the Lucifer he created in the dream, but it was clearly Lucifer himself.Zhou Yang was surprised and quickly accepted the fact.

Zhou Yang hooked his lips obliquely, grabbed Lucifer's hand that was extended to Zhou Yang's chest, put it under his lips and kissed it, and said nonchalantly, "It's nothing, it's just a small injury. Don't worry, Lucifer, I won't let myself eat for nothing." It's a loss."

Lucifer raised his eyes, withdrew his hand, leaned on the back of the chair, and said lightly, "I don't care about you."

Zhou Yang didn't think so, and leaned closer to Lucifer, and the two of them were almost face to face, "Didn't you care about me? If you didn't care about me, would you come to my dream as soon as I got hurt? Duplicity." Zhou Yang came to a conclusion. Lifting Lucifer's chin, he bit the corner of Lucifer's mouth gently.

When Zhou Yang said that, Lucifer didn't refute, and put his backhand on the back of Zhou Yang's head.No matter how ambiguous the posture of the two looks, it seems that they will be entangled together in the next moment.

Lucifer raised the tails of his eyes, blinked, his eyelashes brushed against Zhou Yang's skin, itching.The itching followed his cheeks to the bottom, Zhou Yang's nose became hot, he sniffled, and pressed hard on Lucifer.

"You'd better be careful, I felt a little unusual breath when you were injured this time." Lucifer pursed his lips, and still told Zhou Yang the feeling of uncertainty in his heart.

Zhou Yang didn't show it on the face, but he took down Lucifer's words in his heart.

"Okay." Zhou Yang responded, and then took off Lucifer's hand that was placed on the back of Zhou Yang's head.He raised Lucifer's hand over his head and pressed it against the back of the chair behind Lucifer.

Zhou Yang staggered away from Lucifer's face, pecked his wrist, then came down, kissed through his robe, and went all the way back to his neck, biting his Adam's apple.

Lucifer raised his head, breathing hotly, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and his eyes closed.Zhou Yang raised his head, buried his head in his ear and smiled.

"You should go." Lucifer said to Zhou Yang with his eyes still closed.

Zhou Yang paused, knowing that it was for his own good that Lucifer said this, he sighed while leaning on the chair, and slowly straightened up.

"I can't even make my wish come true!" Zhou Yang complained half-truthfully.

Lucifer opened his eyes, raised his lips and gave Lucifer a seductive smile, "I don't mind if you continue."

"Forget it." Zhou Yang shook his sleeves, pinched Lucifer's chin and shook it left and right, and said very domineeringly: "Anyway, you are mine, and you can't escape if you run."

"If you're still alive." Lucifer stopped smiling and let him play with his chin, his eyes were serious and worried.

Zhou Yang smiled sassyly, knowing that Lucifer was aiming at his injury, he squeezed the soft flesh on Lucifer's cheek, and said: "I cherish my life very much now, how can I let it be taken by others at will? How about leaving? For the person who uses a knife on me, I will make him feel more painful than using a knife."

Lucifer narrowed his eyes and made no comment.He waved Zhou Yang's hand away, putting some distance away from him.

Lucifer raised his head, and his thick black eyes met Zhou Yang's eyes. In an instant, Zhou Yang's eyes flickered, and his dream was shattered.Pain came from reality, his eyelids moved, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Master, master, benefactor Zhou is awake!"

"Zhou Yang, are you awake?"

"Zhou Yang, if you don't wake up Grandpa Sun, I will be cursed to death by Master's curse!"

……

A few people gathered around Zhou Yang, talking to each other. Zhou Yang just opened his eyes, but he couldn't see the surrounding scene clearly, so he calmed down, seeing the surprise emotions of the few people in his eyes, and frowned.

"What's wrong? The wound still hurts?" Tang Seng sat on the bed and asked with concern.

Following Tang Seng's questioning, Zhou Yang raised his hand to touch his shoulder and chest as if he was unresponsive.

It hurts, it does still hurt, but it's much milder than the pain I felt at the beginning.Zhou Yang's unrelenting brows furrowed again, and then slowly relaxed.Pausing, noticing that Tang Seng was still waiting for his answer, he shook his head silently.

Both internal and external injuries were obviously dealt with by others. Zhou Yang didn't take this wound seriously, but it didn't stop him from taking advantage of this wound.

It was so easy for me to be injured once, and it was still so serious, I would feel sorry for myself if I didn't use it.Zhou Yang thought so.

"Zhou Yang, the villain is being reckless, please don't mind Zhou Yang." Tang Seng apologized sincerely.

Sun Wukong stood aside and couldn't see it, and couldn't help but argue: "You can't blame me for this, Zhou Yang, you said you are fine, why don't you know how to hide?"

"Wukong, if you do something wrong, you have done something wrong, and you still find excuses for yourself? Is this what my teacher taught you?" Tang Seng shouted in a strict voice.

Sun Wukong was bored, he raised his hand to cover the golden circlet on his head, and stopped talking.

Zhou Yang looked at Monkey King, then at Tang Seng, pretending to be weak, shook his head again very slowly, and replied: "Don't blame the Great Sage, it's my fault, I was distracted."

"Master, let me just say that I don't blame me! Every move in the martial arts competition is dangerous, and he can still lose his mind!" Sun Wukong said, it was an appeal to himself, and he was also dissatisfied with Zhou Yang.

If before Zhou Yang was injured, he still had the mind to doubt his purpose, but with Zhou Yang's serious injury, these messy thoughts were immediately thrown out of the sky by Monkey King.Apart from these impure purposes, Sun Wukong regards Zhou Yang as an opponent, and he feels sorry for the rare opponent who lost his mind during the contest with him and was seriously injured by himself.On top of being sorry, Zhou Yang was dissatisfied that he didn't pay much attention to the comparison test.

If there is a chance, he must compete with Zhou Yang again, seriously.No, not once, but twice, three times, more times.

"Shut up." Tang Seng turned his head and stared at Monkey King.

Monkey King shut up as Tang Seng said.

"Although I don't know spells as a teacher, but I know that the competition is all about point. How could you beat me to death like this? Zhou Yang suffered such a serious injury. I can only blame you. Even if you took the elixir for Zhou Yang, you can't be spared." Responsibility." Tang Seng said.

Take the elixir?When Zhou Yang heard this, a white light flashed in his mind.You have to go to the sky to get the elixir, wouldn't it have exposed him?After thinking about it again, the system has cheated him so much, and now he hasn't heard him say that his mission failed, so he shouldn't think so much.

Zhou Yang's mind turned around in this room, and Sun Wukong in that room repeatedly responded to Tang Seng's words, "Hey, hey, it's Grandpa Sun's responsibility. Zhou Yang, rest assured, Grandpa Sun will make you back to normal, and then we will compare again." .”

"Compare? Comparing? I think you monkey wants to send Donor Zhou to hell with a stick so that you can feel at ease." Zhu Bajie shook the pig's ears, flicked his sleeves, and took a few steps back, a little further away from Monkey King. Sarcastically: "Benefactor Zhou is such a good person, entertained me to eat, entertained us to rest, and even saved us, yet you still have such thoughts! You monkey, you are really vicious."

Zhu Bajie’s words have never been pleasant, and Sun Wukong is used to it, so he doesn’t care about him, bared his teeth at Zhu Bajie, and waved his hand, “Go, go, you idiot know what!”

"Yes, I don't know, Junior Brother Sha doesn't know, and Master doesn't know, just you know. Do you know that you can still hurt Donor Zhou like this?" Zhu Bajie has long been displeased with Monkey King's showing off, and he can so happily criticize Monkey King How can Zhu Bajie accept it as soon as he sees it?He not only scolded himself, but also habitually went to Tang Seng to ask for approval, "Master, do you think so?"

Usually, when encountering such a situation, Tang Seng usually stands in the middle, adhering to the idea that peace is the most important, and counts the two of them impartially, and then turns the two of them into friendship.This time, Tang Seng unexpectedly did not do so.

"Bajie is right." Tang Seng seemed to respond indifferently, but it gave them a great shock.

Zhu Bajie was overjoyed, his grinning mouth couldn't hide his silly smile.Monkey King was startled, not very happy, but when he thought of Zhou Yang's injury, he had nothing to say.

"Master, look at the elder brother who hurt Zhou benefactor like this, we have to wait for Zhou benefactor's injury to be almost healed before leaving?" Zhu Bajie leaned forward and suggested.

Although Zhu Bajie did say this because he really hoped that Zhou Yang would get better, most of it was because he wanted to get lazy and rest for a while.It's not that Tang Seng doesn't know Zhu Bajie's thoughts, but Zhu Bajie's obvious reasons are indeed good, "Well, it should be."

Zhou Yang smiled weakly, and suddenly thought of something, touched his ears, and found that there was nothing on them, and asked suspiciously, "Where are Zhaoma and Dahei?"

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, before Tang Seng opened his lips to reply, Zhao Ma came in with a wooden bowl, followed by Da Hei with a dark face.

"Master, drink the medicine." Zhao Ma's face was not very good, and she stood by the bed holding the medicine.

Tang Seng moved away, and Zhao Ma took a few steps forward.Zhou Yang looked at the wooden bowl, the corner of his mouth twitched, but he still didn't refuse.Zhou Yang pretended to struggle to get up, and under Tang Seng's gaze, Monkey King twitched his lips and helped Zhou Yang up.

"Thank you, Great Sage." Zhou Yang nodded his thanks, took the wooden bowl from Zhao Ma, and drank it in one gulp.

After drinking the medicine, Zhou Yang glanced at the crowd and said, "I don't have any serious problems, I just feel a little tired, you don't have to stay here."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for a few people to reply, he told Zhaoma and Dahei: "Zhaoma, Dahei, take them down to rest first, presumably they didn't rest well during my injury."

"Hahaha, Benefactor Zhou really understands us well enough, no, none of us slept well, I'm afraid that Benefactor Zhou might have some accident." Zhu Bajie patted his stomach, laughed, and was very happy.

"You haven't had a good rest yet, who sleeps and eats more than you idiot?" Monkey King said disdainfully.

Zhu Bajie groaned, "Don't quarrel with you monkey, so as not to disturb Zhou benefactor."

"Well, let's not disturb Master Zhou's rest, let's go out first." Tang Seng concluded.

Several people went out one after another, and Zhao Ma was the last one. Before going out, he turned around and said, "Master, I'll be back later?"

Zhou Yang shook his head and refused, "No need, you can arrange for them to rest by themselves."

Zhao Ma bowed her head, said "hmm", and followed them out.

Everyone left, and only Zhou Yang was left inside. Zhou Yang's smile disappeared immediately, and his face sank.Zhou Yang snorted coldly and called out to the system, but no one answered.

"Hehe, have you become a turtle at this time?" Zhou Yang murmured, sinking into the system space in a blink of an eye.

At first glance, it seems that no one exists in the system space, but Zhou Yang is very clear that 9890 will only be in the system space at this time.

"Come out." Zhou Yang stood in the middle of the system space, turned around, half-closed his eyes, wantonly exuding his hostility.

No one was seen, but Zhou Yang keenly noticed that there was a twist in the air following his words.Zhou Yang smiled sarcastically, stretched out his hand and pinched the air somewhere, and then pulled it in his direction.

9890 in a deacon outfit appeared, and was hung in mid-air by Zhou Yang's neck.

"Shuba." Zhou Yang opened his hand and called out in a low voice, and the pistol fell into Zhou Yang's free hand.After Zhou Yang shook hands, he raised his hand and pressed the muzzle of the gun against 9890's forehead.

"9890, you are very powerful!" Zhou Yang squinted his eyes, covering the too dangerous halo in his eyes, and said ironically.

The author has something to say: my grandfather left the hospital and went to his hometown yesterday, so I couldn’t update it, so I made it up yesterday~(≧▽≦)/~

☆, this monster is unreliable ([-])

9890's drooping hands were clenched into fists, his face flushed with blood from Zhou Yang's actions, he coughed with difficulty, and raised his hand to try to pull Zhou Yang's hand away, but he was always powerless.

Zhou Yang sneered, poked his forehead with the muzzle of his gun, loosened the hand that was holding his neck, and let his toes touch the ground.Although it has a sense of landing, 9890 does not have much sense of security.Zhou Yang's hand was placed on the side of his neck, as long as he moved, the hand could be pinched immediately.

"Do you owe me a lot of explanations?" Zhou Yang raised his eyebrows and asked unhurriedly.

9890's expression changed, his lips trembled, and he replied, "I'm just a system, and everything works according to the instructions."

"Oh? Instructions, what kind of instructions, whose instructions?" Zhou Yang dragged his voice, sounding as nonchalant as a bystander who stayed out of the matter.

9890 glanced at Zhou Yang, pursed his lips and remained silent.

The meaning was obvious, Zhou Yang's eyes turned cold, his hands slid down his side neck, he pulled up the skirt of 9890, and pulled him towards his face. 9890's hindbrain.

Zhou Yang is holding 9890's skirt with one hand, and the other hand is around the back of 9890's head, while 9890 is still sticking his hands to the seam of his trousers, hanging down.The two were too close, and this action made them look very ambiguous.People who don't know from a distance thought it was a young couple who was getting bored.

Of course, they don't need to hide from people's eyes now, Zhou Yang did this just to let 9890 feel the pressure he radiates, and naturally he won't suppress other behaviors.

"Don't want to say? Very good, I only hope that your mouth can always be so strict." Zhou Yang leaned into 9890's ear and said.

9890 was agitated by the enthusiasm exhaled from Zhou Yang's breath, and with his small movement, Zhou Yang's gun pressed against his head was a little tighter.

9890's body froze, he heard the sound of Zhou Yang moving his fingers and causing the machine to collide, he knew that if he moved again, the gun would definitely come towards him. 9890 didn't move again, even though he clearly realized that it wouldn't kill him.

"You can't do anything to me." 9890 paused, and it was clear that the words should be hard, but they were always seven points soft when they came out of his mouth, "I will not die."

"Of course I know you won't die, but so what?" Zhou Yang asked back, "Will this affect my decision whether to fire the gun or not?"

"One more question, who is behind you and why did you do this?"

9890 gritted his teeth, slowly raised his eyes, and forced himself to look directly at Zhou Yang, "You should have known from the beginning that these are beyond the scope of what you need to know. Since you agreed at the beginning, why bother to ask now?"

Zhou Yang didn't feel the embarrassment of changing his mind at all. He shrugged and replied relaxedly: "I am willing!" After speaking, Zhou Yang stopped, pushed away, turned his pistol from the back to the front, and raised his hand. His chin continued, "Are you changing the subject? Sure enough, you have grown a lot."

"I'm just telling the truth." 9890 stopped the urge to look away, and said stubbornly: "It's useless for you to ask these questions now, your only choice is to complete the tasks given to you by the system, otherwise you should know the consequences. Then... …is out of my control."

Of course, Zhou Yang knew this.However, this is not the reason for 9890 to change the topic, "You don't need to worry about these, you just answer my question, tell me, say it or not."

When it comes to the order and the person who gave the order, 9890's answer will never satisfy Zhou Yang.Zhou Yang directly pointed at these two issues so forcefully, 9890 chose to remain silent.

"Not bad." Zhou Yang blinked and licked the corners of his lips, "I want to see how far you can go today."

Just as the last word sound came out of his mouth, the fingers holding the gun condensed dark power and slid out a slightly larger arc. The muzzle of the gun was pressed against 9890's chin, and after the muffled sound, it wasn't the bloody mess Zhou Yang thought.

9890 had a hole in his chin, and the area around the simulated skin wound was scorched black. I don't know if it was caused by Zhou Yang's power, or the power of Shuba itself.Under the broken skin was a cold metallic part, 9890's eyes widened, and he hadn't reacted to the fact that Zhou Yang had opened a hole in his chin.

9890 opened his mouth, intending to speak, but failed to utter a single syllable. The exposed machinery shattered and fell down one after another.The structure here is destroyed, even if 9890 wants to speak, it is impossible.

"Tsk tsk." Zhou Yang played with the pistol and glanced at the parts on the ground, "So you are a real mechanical body, which is more interesting than the virtual projection, don't you think?"

For Zhou Yang, the mechanical body is naturally more interesting than the virtual projection, at least the mechanical body can be destroyed, even though 9890 said that he cannot die.

9890 stiffly raised his hand to seal his wound, his lips moved, not knowing what to say.

"It's not what I want to know. You should stop talking now. I'm not interested if you say so." Zhou Yang tapped 9890's hand covering his chin, and moved the gun to his skull and then to his core, "You said Is the core that controls you here, or is it here?"

Following Zhou Yang's teasing movements, 9890's expression froze, his hand covering the wound trembled, and he suddenly said, "It's useless for you to press me like this."

The corners of Zhou Yang's upturned lips paused, and his eyes seemed to sweep across the chin where 9890 pulled his hand away, "Yo, the recovery speed is very fast!"

Before he finished sighing, Zhou Yang decisively raised his hand and sent another gun. The bullet filled with more dark power sank into 9890's forehead at lightning speed.

If the distance between the two is farther, 9890 who has been hit once can also gain some experience and dodge in time.However, the distance between the two of them could not allow him to make this series of actions.

Passively enduring Zhou Yang's attack, the only choice for 9890 is to recover himself as soon as possible and get a chance to get out of Zhou Yang's control.

The first time, the second time, 9890 had no power to fight back, and was completely passively beaten.By the third time, 9890 became more careful and avoided Zhou Yang before he could do anything.Zhou Yang let out a "tsk", and approached 9890 leisurely, regardless of the fact that the bullet missed and damaged a small half of the system space.

Although 9890 has some abilities, he is not a system good at fighting after all. How could he be Zhou Yang's opponent?What's more, hiding is always impossible. As long as the main system doesn't give up on Zhou Yang, Zhou Yang will continue to complete those tasks, and he can only serve as an intermediary between the main system and Zhou Yang.

Time and time again, 9890's recovery speed has slowed down, and in the end, he was even unable to recover for himself.In the general system space where the typhoon had plundered, 9890 sat leaning against the wall, his body torn apart. Fortunately, the sound system was not damaged this time.

9890 frowned, unable to look at his messy body.He raised his head, his wooden face was slightly distorted at this time, looking at Zhou Yang who was looking down at him with a persistent gun, he said: "Enough, you know it's useless."

Zhou Yang smiled, but really put away his pistol, "This is just the price for you to control my body without authorization. I don't think you will want to go through it again."

At this point, 9890 resigned readily and gave a low reply.

"Also, I will always figure out what you don't want to say, trust me." Zhou Yang frowned, smiling brightly, and his temperament changed drastically in a second before and after. Now he, how can he be full of hostility? look.

Zhou Yang seemed to have forgotten all the unhappiness, and his behavior couldn't be more normal.But 9890, who knew Zhou Yang well, didn't dare to relax, and stared at Zhou Yang vigilantly. It wasn't until Zhou Yang left the system space that 9890 took a deep breath, and fell to the ground with a crooked body, waiting for his body to recover slowly.

The author has something to say: Thank you for the little angel's landmine of "Embrace the Trash Can" ~, ok~ Now the author will say something important.

The author will be very busy in a few days. Everyone knows that the author will take an exam. After the recruitment brochure comes out, the author will go to a fully enclosed training for about ten days. At that time, there will definitely be a lot of stops God.Then, before that, the author has to go to the trainings sporadically, and then memorize the papers. As long as there is time, the author will definitely come to update, but it is impossible to continue to update like this.Of course, it will be fine after the exam~ So, if the little angel finds out that the author hasn't updated for several days in a row, the author is definitely not in trouble.The author will never cheat!It can be seen that the author has to type words every day under the scolding of his parents every day these days!

And, the author didn't intend to make a group of penguins, but the update is too unstable these days, the author created a group, and the little angels who want the exact news can join the group or something~ By the way, I remember the second part of the non-responsible episode I didn't post the part, because I was afraid of being harmed, so I will put it in.Group number: 530475086 Verify and fill in the title of the book, author name, character name, reader nickname, whatever~

☆, this monster is unreliable (thirteen)

Sun Wukong has been forced to circle around Zhou Yang recently. According to Tang Seng's words, Sun Wukong has to sit back and forth until Zhou Yang recovers.It's just a pity that Monkey King has never had a chance to back up. Every time he wants to make a move, he will always be snatched by the careful Zhao Ma.Sun Wukong didn't mind, after all, he was not someone who liked to serve others, so it would be great if he didn't need to do anything.

Although Sun Wukong couldn't do anything, he still hoped for Zhou Yang's well-being.His belief has always been persistent, and when he promised Master Guanyin to escort Tang Monk to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures, he must do it.However, before that, he must compete with Zhou Yang again.

Sun Wukong thought this way, but Zhu Bajie was completely different. He wished that Zhou Yang would heal his injury for a few more days, so that he could enjoy it for a few more days.Sha Wujing still held an indifferent attitude, Master and others stayed, he stayed, Master and others left, he left, he looked at the master and senior brothers!

These people are somewhat thoughtful, but their thoughts are not that complicated. Compared with this, Tang Seng is really a little entangled.

From childhood to adulthood, he was baptized by Buddhism and went to the West to obtain the scriptures. It has always been his lifelong wish to preach the Tang Dynasty.However, the more time passed, the more he wavered.Although now, these fluctuations still can't shake his determination to go to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures, but this is enough to make Tang Seng terrified.

He actually wanted to stay, but he couldn't tell what was the reason that tempted him to have such a thought, or the reasons were too mixed and complicated for him to say clearly.People in the Buddhist sect should have the six senses clean, and he knows that he should be so wrong, but once these are born, it is not a proper behavior for Tang Seng to deliberately suppress them.

In Zhou Yang's cave here, a group of people procrastinated and chattered, and no one knew how many days had passed.Over there in the Western Paradise, the Tathagata Buddha suddenly remembered Tang Seng's path of learning Buddhist scriptures, and asked about the progress of the Guanyin masters.

Master Avalokitesvara was taken aback, and suddenly remembered that it had been a long time since he had heard from Tang Seng and the others. Could it be that this nine-nine-eight-one could become so simple, that there would be no monsters that could pull animation gods and Buddhas?

Master Avalokitesvara pulled back his thoughts, "It's been a long time since I've heard about Xuanzang's master and disciples, why don't we observe the progress of a few people with the Buddha?"

On the lotus pedestal, the Buddha, who was illuminated by the Buddha's light, sat cross-legged, nodded slowly, and said, "That's fine."

Master Avalokitesvara smiled slightly, picked up the willow branch in the jade vase and swept it casually, and the scene of the world appeared in the void, but...

well?What about people?Where did Tang Seng and the others go, won't they be eaten by monsters?Master Avalokitesvara's face froze for a moment. Under the gaze of gods and Buddhas all over the sky, Master Avalokitesvara didn't want to be slapped in the face, so he stepped up his investigation, but the result was the same.

Master Avalokitesvara was a little embarrassed, and his hands were a little awkward, and he couldn't put them right.Master Avalokitesvara has a great reputation, if it gets out that he can't even find anyone, won't the reputation he has worked so hard to build be ruined?But now, the matter has been finalized, and it would be even more unsightly to stalemate. He chose to retreat gracefully.

"Buddha, Avalokitesvara is incompetent, and I couldn't find Xuanzang and his party." Avalokitesvara took a step forward and leaned forward a little, as if bowing to the Tathagata, but not too respectful, just counting appropriate benefits .