189 Make you three wishes (34)

Although this task was not part of the original owner's wish, it was also part of the process of creating resentment. But the problem is that her range of movement is restricted by the magic lamp, so she can't meet alone.

Alas, is there any way to suck her out temporarily?

Suna leaned against the inner wall of the oil lamp boredly, with his little arms resting on his head and thinking seriously.

[Madam, someone is here. 】

The system feels that its usefulness is not only to transport the wife to the plane and input the plot, but also to report the incoming people.

Suna returned to consciousness and sat up unhappy.

Who? She was struggling, but she wanted to come over and interrupt.

The breath is very ordinary, but it has a hint of hidden magic. Much like the last time I was stuck in an oil lamp.

What is it this time?

Is it possible that it will be blocked again?

"Great and magical djinn, please listen to my call. Can you come out and meet me?"

The old man's rough and hoarse voice sounded, like the murmur of a witch in a fairy tale before doing something bad.

Suna held her head calmly. Even if she didn't want to go out, the other party would always find a way to force her out.

"Tch." Suna rolled his eyes internally, bored!

She wanted to see what overestimating thing came to her door again.

The woman has doll-like wavy blond hair, beautiful facial features, white and tender skin, and wears a simple little dress.

The little man stood in front of the king, seemingly confused.

The king was only surprised for a moment by the true appearance of the demon spirit. After all, making a wish is the most important thing to him.

So the king took out a gourd about the size of his hand from his pocket.

Suna: "???" He opened his eyes in curiosity.

At this moment, she expressed how some drama was going on.

Sun Wukong, if I call you, do you dare to agree?

puff! ! !

Suna covered her mouth with her hands and quietly glanced at the king's face, his expression serious.

Hold it in, it’s inappropriate to laugh in this scene.

Suna took several deep breaths to suppress the itchy feeling that made her want to laugh, and then tilted her head and asked:

"Who are you?" The sweet and soft voice sounded much better than the old king's.

The old man's plump body stood outside the window, because he was too fat to squeeze in. "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is who you are?"

ha?

Suna scratched his head and said he didn't understand what he meant, "I am the magic lamp demon."

Otherwise, why would you come to me alone in the dead of night?

king:"……"

He squinted his eyes and looked in from the window, then slowly opened the stopper of the gourd. After hearing the other party's answer, he gritted his teeth and said:

"What I want is your name!"

Suna paused and raised his eyebrows slightly.

No, no, it's not really what she imagined, right?

"Oh, my name is Mina."

But Suna still told him the name very straightforwardly.

This is the self-confidence that comes from having strength, and you don’t even panic.

The king squeezed the gourd in his hand tightly and pointed the open top towards her.

The night wind was still a bit cool, so Suna squinted her eyes and rubbed her little hands. Hearing him clear his throat, his voice suddenly rose several times:

"Devil Mina."

"..."

Suna stared blankly at the hole aimed at him, "Huh...?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong suction force appeared at the mouth of the gourd, as if he could see the surrounding air forming a strange vortex.

Suna: I was really speechless.

She simply didn't struggle and was sucked into the gourd obediently.

The old king felt that the gourd was obviously heavy, so he quickly blocked the hole, then put it against his ear and shook it.

"Oh, it's so easy to lie."