The city of Monkey King

Autumn and the second world.

This world, divided into five countries, north and south, ruled and managed the entire autumn and autumn world. This model has lasted for hundreds of thousands of years in the autumn.

East and West, North Qin, Chu, Zhongyun Dynasty.

One day...

A golden stream of light, falling from the sky, is like a popular cross-border across the sky and landed in the mountains of Nanchu, causing a great panic in the local area. Nanchu State sent a large number of monks to explore and get through the night. The result is that there is nothing to gain.

Things... this is slowly faded away.

Except for some boring people, they will chat a few words after the tea meal, and no one will talk about the sudden golden light that descended from the sky.

Years... always like a gap.

The cockroach has passed.

Year after year, unconsciously... Sixteen years of time, like a dream.

Nanchu State Capital, Jianyan.

The land of the north gate of Jian'ou City has a scene of wonders, which has led to a scream of mortals.

A... gray porcupine.

On the back, a man with a ragged, scum-faced man lying on his back, the man was obviously in a coma, without consciousness, and the pig body swayed without any slight movement.

"Monkey brother... It’s been sixteen years, how long have you been going to sleep..."

The pig's eight rings rushed toward the city gate, ignoring the surprise and ambiguity of the mortal around.

Anyway, these 16 years have come this way, he has long been used to this kind of look.

Sixteen years ago...

Qin Feng used the last force to break through the boundary barrier of the Qiuyi world, and turned into a golden light falling in the Nanchu country. It was also at that moment... Qin Feng’s small half became the force of the West Tianjin body, and the injury in the body was even more After a complete outbreak, the whole person fell into syncope under the impact of the injury.

These sixteen years... The Pig Eight Rings is a stunned Qin Feng who wanders around the territory of Chu.

Unconsciously, from the land of the South Chu border to the national capital sword.

"You see this pig? It's full of spirituality!"

"Is it a psychic pig that is raised in the family? Who is this man on the back of the pig?"

"It seems like... hurt."

"Hey, don't look at it, you can't catch up. It's the day of Princess Wanqiu's "spiritual show". After the time, we regret it."

"Right right, Mom... I almost forgot this important thing. I have been rushing for 30,000 miles. I haven't slept for three days and three nights. I can't miss it! I won't be awarded this time!"

"With luck, whoever is selected by the "Lingxiu", whoever can become a Hummer, will be honored and prosperous in one step!"

"And... the most important thing is that Princess Wan Wan, I heard that it looks like a beautiful, beautiful flower like jade!"

"Hey..."

"..."

There are banned squadrons in the square of Jianshou City. Under the Jinxian, there is no emptiness. Even if it is Xuanxian, Tianxian, this monk with a fairy is also a good hike.

Moreover, this time ‘spirit show recruits’, it’s also the English-speaking talents of all parties in the Qiuyin world. They are not over 100 years old. Naturally, it is impossible to have Jin Xian’s cultivation.

A large number of people from the city's twenty-eight gates rushed into the city of Jian.

Although there are still people who are looking at the ‘pig’ in amazement, it is already a lot less.

The Pig Eight Rings listened to the voices of the people around them, and a pair of pig eyes showed a glimmer of light.

'princess'!

‘招亲亲’? !

I rub... how can such a good thing reduce my old pig!

Pig Ba Jie seems to have forgotten that he still carries a personal, the four pigs are thrown into the city with the public, and the people on the back are smashed.

Because it is the capital of Nanchu, the city has the most powerful group of monks in Nanchu.

What's more... Today is the gathering of young talents in the entire autumn and autumn world. Naturally, it is necessary to show the style of the capital of Nanchu. Therefore, today even the city guards are not set.

Freedom into the city.

Since it is free to enter the city, the pig carrying a person into the city naturally has not been hindered.

Even if the soldiers who were patrolled by the city met, it was the right to be the one on the back of the pig. It was a wonderful thing to raise a ugly and fat wild boar as a mount. This taste is worrying.

For sixteen years, for mortals, it is a youth, from maturity to maturity.

But for the monk, the time of 16 years, but just blinking for a moment, nothing at all.

The Junjie Song of the Seventh Heaven, even though it has been sixteen years...

In the empty hall, the monarch sitting on his own chair is also full of anger, seemingly he has not laughed in the sixteen years, anger... endless burning in his heart.

He will never forget.

Sixteen years ago...

When he was so arrogant, pressing the ‘magic monkey’ to go to Xianting for help, that was the prestige... At that time, he seemed to be the only one in the North.

He still remembers... When he passed through several other northern borders, the ones who were originally on the same level as him, all face each other with respect and sent out.

The aunts on the face flattered and pleased, and the look of the heart was a pleasure.

However... everything was over when he pushed the 'magic monkey' to Xianting.

He will never forget... that kind of shame.

He couldn't forget the eyes of the Jade Emperor... I couldn't wait to see him on the spot and smashed his eyes. Even if he thought of it now, he was also timid.

Holding the ‘Magic Monkey’ on Xianting, and waiting for him to be in the Temple of Lingxiao, in the face of Xianting’s gods and jade emperors, he boasted his own battles and all kinds of merits.

Just in front of him, the ‘magic monkey’ turned out to be another person.

With a smile on his face, a mocking smile, looking at Yu Song, he looked at the gods of Xianting and looked at the jade emperor who was high above him. His eyes were full of contempt and disdain.

That handle fan... slowly pulled open.

When the gods saw the ‘flower’ word of the dragon and phoenix dance, everything was clear.

Thousands of souls have no tears... Flowers have no tears.

This is **** the ‘small strong’ that can’t kill, even the jade emperor is too lazy to order the killing of this real body and throw it directly into the dungeon.

And that day was also the beginning of his dreams.

North patrol right day? !

joke!

It is impossible to promote the official, and it is impossible to promote the official in this life.

The Jade Emperor made a destiny and forced him to a desperate situation.

In the 100-year time limit, use the magic monkey to change your head. If you haven’t seen the magic monkey in a hundred years, take the head of the item to arrive!

a hundred years…

In the past, the days of the world have not been found for nearly 10,000 years. How can he find a palace for a hundred years?

This is all about grilling him on the fire.

Sixteen years have passed...

The slightest news of this Songlian Qin wind is not found.

The numerology is broken... unless Qin Feng restarts the power of Sun Wukong, otherwise... I don’t think it’s a slap in the world, even if it’s Sanqing’s personally looking for someone, it’s impossible to find the whereabouts of Qin Feng. 2k novel reading network