[Journey to the West] The poor monk is a fake monk

The young man knelt on the ground, with a miserable expression on his face, he picked up the staff that had been shattered into foam and could not be picked up no matter what.

He suddenly jumped up and roared, "You...what did you do to my staff!"

Seeing that his face was flushed with anger, it seemed that he would explode in the next moment.

Chen Tangtang said helplessly, "Didn't you do it first?"

That's right, if he didn't insist on doing it, the light wouldn't be reflected back, and it wouldn't easily shatter his staff.

However, he was still unwilling.

The young man stared at her with red eyes, his eyes filled with hatred.

"I can kill you without a staff!"

As he said that, he rushed towards her, his nails stretched out, and he scratched Chen Tangtang with one paw.

"Zilla—"

There was a toothache grinding sound.

The young man let out an "ow", hugging his outstretched paws, his face turned pale from the pain.

His original sharp nails were all cracked, but Chen Tangtang was still unscathed.

The boy looked at her white skin, and then at his sharp claws, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"how come?"

"Almsgiver, just listen to the poor monk's details, the poor monk knows..."

Before Chen Tangtang could finish his sentence, he heard a loud yell from the young man, with sharp canine teeth suddenly appearing in his mouth, he rushed over like a mad dog, and bit her arm with one bite.

Chen Tangtang: "..."

There was a crisp "click", and the beautiful teeth stepped into the footsteps of the staff and nails.

Chen Tangtang looked at the staff, fingernails and tooth fragments on the ground, and said helplessly, "Why bother the benefactor?"

The young man was in a panic, but he still didn't give up, holding her right hand, trying to bite her with his teeth that had been worn down.

He looked up at her, his eyes clouded with water.

How can someone be arrogant and pitiful?

Chen Tangtang: "Benefactor, are you willing to listen to the poor monk?"

Afraid of being interrupted again, Chen Tangtang immediately sped up and said, "The benefactor is from the Lion Camel Cave, right? The banner of the three great kings? Strange, why did the poor monk see you when he went?"

The boy couldn't help but said, "So what if you met me? Are you going to seduce me too?"

With that being said, can being a monk be considered seduction?This is called degreeization!

There are many stories about the domestication of beauty in Buddhist stories.

Chen Tangtang said indifferently: "The poor monk is just here to learn from the scriptures. What's more, your three great kings are all from the Buddhist school. This time they came down to earth secretly. When the time comes, they will naturally be arrested again. Don't worry, they are still alive." Well done."

The boy was taken aback, "Didn't you skin and bone them and eat them?"

Chen Tangtang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "What do you take the poor monk for? The poor monk is just an ordinary monk."

The young man stared at all his weapon fragments on the ground, and said meaningfully: "Oh, it's ordinary..."

Chen Tangtang: "..."

"This, this is just an accident."

The young man rubbed his cheeks, watching the saliva dripping from her arm in a silent trance.

Chen Tangtang said helplessly: "Since the explanation has been made clearly, can the poor monk be allowed to leave?"

"I'm afraid it's too late." The boy lowered his head, the shadow covering his expression.

"Why is it late?"

"He's right, it's too late."

A lazy voice suddenly exploded in the cave.

How come there are monsters?

Chen Tangtang immediately followed the prestige, and the green vines hanging down one after another were driven by a force, moved to the sides, and were entangled spontaneously by two vines, revealing the monster sitting on the stone bed behind the vines.

When Chen Tangtang saw the monster's face, he was stunned.

Along the way, she has seen many monsters, but she has never seen such an ugly one... No, I can't say it is ugly, I can only say that the aesthetics of this monster is too weird.

He also has cyan tattoos on his face, and the tattoos spread all the way down, on his Adam's apple, on his honey-colored chest, and even on his lower abdomen with distinct abdominal muscles, and the tattoos have penetrated into his pants In the middle, it really gives people infinite reverie.

This kind of large tattoo almost covered all the outstanding parts of his face, but it revealed a dangerous wildness.

The young man turned his head, bowed his waist, and said respectfully, "Your Majesty."

The demon king stepped on the stone bed with one leg drooping naturally. He said slowly, "You begged this king to help you take revenge, but now you want to go back on your word?"

The young man said indifferently: "Just listening to this monk's one-sided words, I can't tell the truth from the fake. I can't let her go just listening to these words."

The demon king touched his chin and nodded.

The young man seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "However, there are some things I still need to investigate clearly. I implore the king to hand over this monk to me."

The demon king let out a nasal "hmm".

The boy was overjoyed and was about to thank the king.

The demon king laughed, and said slowly: "I'm afraid not, because I don't trust you."

The boy raised his head in horror.

"I don't care about your answer when I asked you just now, because no matter what you say, I don't believe it. Just like what I said just now, it's too late to say anything now. I don't believe that you will attack Tang Seng. "

The boy trembled, "My lord..."

The demon king smiled coldly, "Go back and look in the mirror, you don't hate Tang Seng so much now."

Boy: "I..."

"Huh? Do you want to say something else?"

He smiled and picked up an iron pestle from the stone bed.

The boy was startled, and immediately said: "No, I completely obey the king's orders."

Cold sweat rolled down his neck and soaked into his collar.

Demon King: "Oh, Tang Priest stays here, get lost."

"Yes!" He buried his face lower, as if he was afraid that the demon king would see his face.

Chen Tangtang felt that he seemed to want to look at him, but his shoulders only slightly tilted in her direction, and immediately stopped moving. Then, he walked out of the cave slowly.

The young man left, but it seemed that he took all the fresh air with him. Only when she and the demon king were alone here, did she deeply realize how flirtatious this man, ah no, should be a male monster... …No, that description is not correct either.

Anyway, even if the demon king did nothing but stare at her silently with his eyes, she could smell something burning in the air, exuding a seductive and heavy smell. Charisma, or male attraction.

Too rich.

Chen Tangtang couldn't bear to cover her mouth and nose, but she just raised her hands and slowly folded them together.

But the demon king spoke at this time, "You don't need to say anything, you don't need to persuade anything, it is absolutely impossible to let you go."

He narrowed his eyes lazily, "I've been hearing them brag about the efficacy of Tang Monk's meat, but I've never tried it."

Believe in the poor monk, it's all a lie!

Chen Tangtang opened his mouth.

But he put up a honey-coloured finger and pressed it against the peak of his lips, "Shhh, don't look at me like this now, I'm also very worried about your charm."

"I don't want to listen to you now. I saw your ability just now. Do you think I can't handle it?"

He gave her an inscrutable smile.

Poor monks dare not gamble.

He hooked his finger towards her, "Come here."

Chen Tangtang walked over, passed the vine tent, and came to the stone bed.

The demon king lazily rested his head on his knees, his eyes moved around, as if he was looking at the more delicious piece of her meat.

Chen Tangtang felt his skin was a little cold.

However, because she got closer, she could also see his eyes clearly. His eyes were not black, but quiet and beautiful purple like wisteria flowers.

Right now, the wisteria flower is not completely harmless, but it seems to have sharp teeth, and it wants to bite her from time to time, or in other words, the flower uses all its charms to roll her into its mouthparts .

terrible.

Chen Tangtang thought so in his heart, but his face was calm.

But the demon king smiled and said, "Wow, you are so calm because you have too many monsters in your hands, so are you arrogant?"

Chen Tangtang remained silent.

Anyway, she already understood that this demon king is arrogant enough, no matter whether she says it or not, he will have his own "unique" opinion.

The demon king snorted lightly, "Unfortunately, I am different from those people, you don't want to use the means used on those people on me."

Not necessarily.

The demon king narrowed his purple eyes, raised his iron pestle weapon, and gently pressed the other end of the iron pestle against her cheek.

"Your face is so good, it must be tender and smooth. This part is most suitable for steaming. Steam it in the pot with water for a while, and then take it out. It must be like soft tofu. You poke it and tremble a little bit." trembling."

The iron pestle in his hand slowly slid down her cheeks, rubbed against her neck, and finally touched her collarbone with faint golden tattoos.

"What is this?" He opened her skirt curiously, and immediately let out a "wow".

"It's so beautiful, how did you do it? It's actually golden."

Before Chen Tangtang had time to resist, he stretched out his hand to touch it, but when Chen Tangtang was about to open his arm, he quickly retracted it.

"It's really good!" The purple in his eyes became brighter, "I like this, let me think about it, how to eat it..."

He touched his lower lip and said excitedly: "It can be made into a sauce, yes, there is very little meat on the collarbone, but the bones are soft and tender, and the sauce soaks into the bones. I can suck it slowly, and it will taste like a mouthful." .”

What he said was so sweet that even Chen Tangtang couldn't help swallowing silently.

Coveting your own flesh... Amitabha, sin, sin.

The demon king pointed out all the places on her body one by one, and told all the cooking methods he could think of, making Chen Tangtang feel hungry.

Could this demon king have the idea of ​​making the poor monk starve to death?

Wow, what an ulterior motive.

"Huh?" Seemingly dissatisfied with Chen Tangtang's indifference, he poked the cinnabar mole on her forehead with his iron pestle.

"Why do not you speak?"

"The poor monk has nothing to say."

What you said is so good that even the poor monk can't help but want to offer this body to you to eat. After all, it is rare in life to have a confidant who knows how to cook you so well.

"You always have to say something."

Chen Tangtang thought for a while, but still couldn't help but said: "It looks delicious. If the benefactor can really eat the poor monk one day, can he keep the poor monk's mouth and share it with the poor monk to try?" try?"

Demon King: "..."

He raised his eyebrows and looked strange, as if he had choked and didn't know how to deal with it.

After a long time, he snorted, "You are beautiful, you are really impatient to live if you want to grab food from me."

Chen Tangtang smiled.

The demon king also laughed, "However, you monk is quite interesting."

"Well, I'll give you a chance to live."

Chen Tangtang was noncommittal.

"Huh? Why didn't you respond? Could it be that you were waiting for your apprentices to save you? I'd better advise you to give up your mind. I've already found a head, pretending it's yours, and giving it to your apprentices." The boys sent it, and guess what they'll do when they know you're dead?"

The author has something to say: This chapter is weird, I'm really hungry.

Chen Tangtang: ...

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Happy Dragon Boat Festival~