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

Just as Chen Tangtang nodded, Xiao Molong immediately lifted the quilt to cover her.

Hide in bed?

Why do you feel something is wrong?

Chen Tangtang listened to Xiao Naolong get up "Xi Xi Suo Suo", and greeted his cousin a few times, and his cousin asked him to prepare the food and wine in a cold voice.

Although Xiao Naolong was full of anger, he still followed suit.

"Cousin, why do I feel that something is wrong with your voice?"

"Probably because I trained too much, my voice became hoarse."

Little Naolong said "Oh": "I'm going to prepare the banquet, and my cousin will go with me?"

"No, I'll take a walk around."

Xiao Qilong was a little nervous: "The room hasn't been tidied yet..."

"I won't go in. Could it be that you have hidden something shady inside?"

The shameless Chen Tangtang: "..."

"No! No! The eldest cousin is free to visit." Xiao Molong hurriedly left with a haha.

After the little dragon left, the eldest cousin looked around the house for a few times, and then quickly smashed the silver prison made by the little dragon's magic power, and broke in.

Is this big cousin an enemy or a friend?

Chen Tangtang strained his ears to listen, but he didn't hear any sound.

She scratched the soft quilt with her fingers, and secretly opened a small slit. Through this small slit, she could only see a piece of smooth silk with golden light flowing on it.

"Are you still coming out?" the man said coldly.

Hey?

Before Chen Tangtang could react, the quilt was suddenly lifted.

A handsome man with a golden crown on his head was staring at her coldly at this moment.

"Is other people's quilts just that good?" He frowned, both angry and in pain.

Chen Tangtang got up: "Did the poor monk meet the benefactor somewhere?"

He jerked the quilt violently, with an extremely angry expression: "You even..."

He suddenly stopped in the middle of his words, and then, as if he was angry with her and didn't know it was him, he threw off the quilt and strode forward, wanting to leave, but his sleeves were pulled, and he walked away. Not open.

He took a deep breath, frowned and turned around, only to see his sleeves were crumpled in Chen Tangtang's hands.

His gaze climbed up little by little along her fingers, and fell into her eyes.

"Wait, benefactor, the poor monk does recognize you, but the poor monk doesn't recognize your face..." Her clear eyes reflected his figure, "Does the benefactor know why?"

He huffed: "How would I know?"

Chen Tangtang thought about the past life and present life, and said lightly: "Maybe the poor monk knows your soul."

The man seemed to be captivated by her words, and he couldn't help being stunned for a moment. Then, his body shook suddenly, and a blush appeared on his white jade-like face. Open your mouth, you have to deceive me to work hard for you, coax me to circle you around like a dog, you, you are still sorry for me!"

ah?Is the poor monk so scumbag?

Since you need something from others, please apologize first.

"Sorry." Chen Tangtang let go of his hand and lowered his eyes.

However, although she apologized, he was even more angry.

"Why do you apologize? Are you really sorry for me?"

It doesn't work if you apologize, or if you don't apologize, you are really complicated.

Chen Tangtang said calmly: "The poor monk just doesn't want you to get angry anymore. After all, anger hurts your health. If a word from the poor monk can make your donor healthy, then it's okay for the poor monk to apologize a few more times." .”

He suddenly covered his heart and took a step back.

Such a naturally flirtatious bastard!He is the most annoying!

Obviously he looks innocent, but let others die.

"Stop talking nonsense," he said sullenly, "You think I want to be angry, but I'm..."

He stopped in the middle of his words, raised his hand and touched his face roughly, and then said to her: "Go, come with me."

Chen Tangtang nodded: "Thank you benefactor."

"Don't thank me, I don't want to save you, I don't want to care about you, and I don't want to follow you secretly, but my fucking body just doesn't listen..." He seemed to be talking to himself, but halfway through the words , he suddenly reacted, and immediately looked at Chen Tangtang.

Chen Tangtang bowed his head into the quilt, took out a transparent flower bud, stuffed it carefully into his sleeve, raised his head and said to him: "Did the benefactor say anything just now?"

"...Go! Go! Go!" He was furious, and he flicked his sleeves and walked in the front.

Chen Tangtang followed cautiously: "The disciple of the poor monk..."

"You are the most important thing. We'll talk about everything after you go out. Besides, with the red line between the two of you, do you think he won't sense your departure? Do you think he can't escape secretly with his magical powers? "

It turned out to be the case.

Chen Tangtang tilted his head and looked at his ears, and suddenly said: "Why... the benefactor seems to know the poor monk very well?"

Oops!

The man panicked: "Ah, so what! I didn't follow you secretly!"

Chen Tangtang: "..."

Donor, you don't have to be so frank.

He took her out of the Shenfu quickly, and passed by the pavilion next to the door. At this moment, he saw a blue shadow flashing past.

Chen Tangtang blinked, but there was nothing in front of his eyes.

"Sir, did you see anything?"

He gritted his teeth: "Who do you want to be with?"

He asked this question inexplicably, and Chen Tangtang didn't quite understand it.

He turned around suddenly, wanting to stretch out his hand to hold her shoulder, but as soon as his fingertips touched her shoulder, he let go immediately as if an electric shock had passed.

He turned his head and cursed secretly: "Damn it."

However, within a short while, he turned his head again, took a deep breath, and asked her with apprehension in his eyes, "Will you choose me or him?"

he?who?

Chen Tangtang looked back at the gate of the mansion, and said speechlessly: "Does the benefactor insist on standing at the gate to talk? After a while, the monsters will catch up..."

He held her wrist tightly with his hand, staring at her without blinking.

"donor?"

He gritted his teeth and asked, "Me, or him?"

Chen Tangtang looked puzzled, and could only say: "You, you, the poor monk chooses you."

Stabilize him first and escape from here.

A smile finally appeared on his face.

However, Chen Tangtang was stunned, because the emotion in his eyes seemed to be separated from his expression, and there seemed to be a person hidden in his eyes, who was staring at her greedily at this moment, extremely gentle and greedy, Entwined with desire and madness.

This look is inexplicably familiar.

"You..." Chen Tangtang raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch his eyes.

He was frightened by her actions, immediately let go of his hand, and quickly backed away: "Don't, don't touch me!"

He covered his eyes in horror: "Don't look, I..."

At this moment, the back of her neck went numb, as if she had received an electric shock, and the numb current spread along the back of her neck to her whole body. Immediately afterwards, her whole body fell into numbness, and she couldn't even move her tongue.

However, the only man who could save her fell into a strange situation - he covered his eyes with his palms, and seemed to be desperately trying to explain something.

Stop talking, save the poor monk!

Chen Tangtang opened his mouth with difficulty: "..."

Still can't make a sound.

At this moment, she was suddenly caught by a thrown rope. The rope was tied tightly around her waist, and it was almost strangled into her flesh. She couldn't move, so she could only pass along the rope. Backing away with strength, seeing the man getting farther and farther away.

what 's wrong?

Who is going to kidnap her again?Why?Why did the poor monk say again?

Chen Tangtang became more and more confused, she tried her best to raise her head and looked towards the end of the rope, only to see a black figure, who was very tall and tall, wearing a black cloak, the cloak was raised with the current, it looked like A ray, but his posture in the water is extremely graceful, as if he is not swimming in the water, but flying in the sky. It was this man who pulled the other end of the rope and tied her up.

Chen Tangtang tried to break free from the rope, but he couldn't do it without Jin Guang.

She picked up the golden light, but suddenly there seemed to be an army in the distance, and the man also saw the scene in front of him, and as soon as he swung his body, he was about to run in another direction.

"It's that thief!"

"Quick, catch him!"

"Look, there is someone beside him, could it be his accomplice?"

"Kill them all together, shoot the arrows!"

No!

Chen Tangtang wanted to open his mouth, but couldn't.

Seeing countless sharp arrows coming through the water, Chen Tangtang had no choice but to use the golden light to cover himself tightly.

She was waiting for the sharp arrows to hit the golden light, but unexpectedly, the man in black who had taken her away suddenly turned around and swept the arrows away with his treasure staff.

The treasure stick in his hand made Chen Tangtang a little familiar.

But it's familiar, it's obviously hers!

Wait, could this man in black be her third apprentice, Sha Wujing?

Chen Tangtang opened his eyes wide, trying hard to see the man's figure clearly, but he covered it too tightly, not even a trace of skin was exposed.

It's really strange, before I lost my memory, I was naked from the upper body all day, so why did I become conservative after I lost my memory?

The sound of the sharp arrow hitting the staff brought her back to her senses.

The man fought against a group of soldiers, and the rope in his hand waved back and forth, leading Chen Tangtang upside down.

At this moment, Chen Tangtang felt a pair of gentle hands wrap around her waist suddenly, and then a cold light flashed across her eyes, and the rope separated from her.

Chen Tangtang felt that he was about to become a beauty that would overwhelm the country and the city, and the monarchs of all countries would always snatch her away.

The man around her waist didn't put too much effort in his arms, maintaining a gentle and polite attitude, followed the water to lead her away from the battlefield, and put her behind a big rock.

His hair fluttered with the current, like a gentle and affectionate water plant, which gently scratched her cheek.

Chen Tangtang subconsciously raised his hand and grabbed it.

His hair was slightly cool, but smooth as silk.

"Sorry." He smiled gently, tilted his head slightly, and pulled his hair out of her hand.

His voice is also like smooth silk.

Chen Tangtang raised her head and was dazzled by a ray of light. When she narrowed her eyes and opened them again, the face of the man in front of her gradually became clear.

The same beautiful face, the same reserved and proud, but, unlike the person who rescued her from the house just now, his expression was covered with a misty gentleness, which seemed to be an innate upbringing that made him Even if he is cold and arrogant, it will not make others feel uncomfortable.

Chen Tangtang blinked: "I just met you."

He froze for a moment, smiled slightly, and an oriental bead on the golden crown swayed slightly, casting a lustrous luster on his face: "Is that so? But I haven't met the elder."

His tone was unhurried, like smooth silk: "I am the son of the Dragon King of the West Sea, Prince Moang."

Even though some people have gentle smiles, there is still an air of nobility that ordinary people can't match.

Isn't the eldest prince of Xihai Ao Lie's brother?

Chen Tangtang settled down, and said in a gentle voice: "The poor monk Tang Sanzang is a monk who came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty and is going to the Western Paradise to learn scriptures."