Journey to the West will accompany you to become a Buddha

His fingers intertwined with hers, palms together, the east wind blowing, the drums beating, it was just a passing moment, the two looked at each other and smiled.

"empty"

"Um"

"I'm waiting for you"

"it is good"

He put a kiss on her lips and flew away.

she remembers,

That day, smoke and clouds billowed, nine heavenly gods struck down, and [-] monkeys in Huaguo Mountain were imprisoned in the Demon Town Tower. He saw those monkeys with his own eyes, shouted and bled, and he didn't say a word. He said, the monkeys in Huaguo Mountain are not afraid of death.

That day, he broke into the Lingxiao Palace, and he said, I am a demon, and I fell in love with a demon, what does this have to do with you?

That day, the Xianxian lock was strung into her flesh, and the Lingxiao Sword barely stopped at the Palace of Fate, and all the gods stood behind her, and they told the monkey to surrender.

That day, when the monkey entered the alchemy furnace, he saw her being sent down to earth with his own eyes.

That day, he was heartbroken by the three-flavored real fire, and suddenly coolness came from the soles of his feet, he lowered his head, and the light green lotus wrapped him, only heard a shallow sound, empty.

That day, he was so red-eyed that the Nine Heavens were full of ruins.

In the endless galaxy, [-] million quicksands flowed slowly, the dancing scene was vaguely like yesterday, Zixia stood in it, and a golden figure appeared in the distance, he waved the golden cudgel, in an instant, the picture was fragmented.

"You know what's wrong?"

"What's wrong with me?"

Tathagata flipped his palm, Wuzhi Mountain was pressed down, and the monkey faced it without fear. The mountain, that is, the sky, pressed him down, and he couldn't breathe. After that, the familiar scenes were pulled from his memory, and he finally scared

"You, you, why?!!"

"Loveless and ruthless, I will save you to become a Buddha."

The woman who used to smile sweetly, like the smoke, dissipated in the world, and the person who should remember her the most has already forgotten at this moment.