Tang Sanzang was beaten until his mouth was bleeding, and he shouted angrily, "Female Bodhisattvas, please listen to the poor monk. It was really Qin Ran who did it, and it really has nothing to do with the poor monk!"
"Dead monk, how dare you say that!"
"Shut up!"
"Look for a fight!"
It's a pity that the more he quibbles, the more ruthless these female demons will be. They feel that this dead monk has slandered the prince charming in their hearts, and his crime is unforgivable.
Tang Sanzang felt that dense fists were hitting him desperately. These women looked weak, but their attacks were really ruthless. The fists were like hailstones, and when they landed on their bodies, they felt heartbreaking pain.
"Ah! Dear female Bodhisattvas, don't slap me in the face. This poor monk has to rely on his face to make a living."
Tang Sanzang held his head with both hands and screamed incessantly.
The four Jiedi looked at Tang Sanzang who was beaten violently, with sighs on their faces.
Is it true that in this world we still have to rely on our faces to make a living?
"Yes, Tang Sanzang, hurry up... hurry up and save the poor monk!"
Mr. Qin regrets that he should have listened to Qiang Qiu's words at the beginning. The cave was broken and those male demons hung me in the cave entrance before they beat me violently.
The male demons used their spiritual senses to investigate and found that the fish had no spiritual energy fluctuations at all. The huge gap from surprise to disappointment made you furious.
I just hope that this monk will not be beaten to death, otherwise they will definitely take the blame.
"Master Qin, are we sure we don't want to have sex without a teacher?
Several beautiful men were delighted and quickly looked into the iron pot.
The men turned around and saw the dead fish maintaining its original posture, with its fish eyes still looking up at the sky at a 77-degree angle, floating under the water.
Tang Badu narrowed his eyes, looking at the gurgling bubbles and billowing white smoke under the water's surface, his head was no longer confused.
The mouth is twitching, is it called soup? Those are male demons who look fierce and want to live a hard and simple life.
The flames under the stove became very raging, burning more than ten feet high. Before the seven bald Jiadi were held down, they were screaming miserably as they were burned by the demonic fire.
Mr. Qin suddenly became excited when he thought of that, "Qiang Qiulei, help me."
Sha Monk vaguely heard...saw the screams coming from the distance, and said with a worried look on his face.
"If you can save it, you have to at least pretend."
"The poor monk is tied up there and is about to die!"
"Damn monk, what's wrong with you? Do you want you to send me off immediately?"
Why don't you add some seasonings to the outside? Do you know if I should call you stupid?
"Who did he say? Tang Sanzang?"
Qin Ran thought for a while and followed, leaving Sha Monk alone in confusion.
Mr. Qin was heartbroken when he saw it, and he begged and said, "Bodhisattvas, they want to eat you. Do you have any objections to this poor monk? But will they use such cruel methods later?"
Mr. Qin pointed to the goldfish in the pot and was very excited.
Master Qin looked sad and angry, pointed at the small iron pot, and shouted loudly: "Bodhisattvas, please stop fighting. What the poor monk said is true. Look, this fish is alive again."
"Old Sha, he went to the gate of the villa first, and then went to call the formation. I, Old Sun, retreated to see the situation." Sun Wukong rolled his eyes, and the figure disappeared immediately.
"It's really unlucky."
"Damn it! Could it be that the poor monk's eyesight is dazzled? Why is there no living fish in the boiling water?"
Mr. Qin's liver trembled with fright, but he dared to speak again. He looked into the iron pot and saw that the pot was filled with clear water, with only a few layers of oil floating below.
"Bah, that damn monk dares to play tricks on you. He's looking for death!"
But just as Mr. Qin was thinking about it, a goldfish suddenly appeared in the small iron pot, swimming back and forth in the clear water, flapping its tail.
The sudden roar only startled the group of male demons. Eight beautiful men walked over with kind faces and said warmly:
I saw that there was indeed no goldfish in the pot, but the goldfish was not dead yet. It was floating stiffly under the water, with two pairs of fish eyes, looking up at the sky at a seventy-seven-degree angle.
Unfortunately, in the empty valley, my own echo came,
lower river.
Moreover, the fish eyes look very funny, with a less human expression, half-smiling but not smiling, squinting down at Mr. Qin who is hanging in the air.
In the Pansi Cave, Mr. Qin was hung in the air. At this time, I had not been beaten beyond recognition. My handsome appearance was ruined. As for the nosebleeds,
It means that the iron pot next to it is not prepared for me. After a while, light a fire, boil the water, and throw me into it. If this feeling is a bad feeling,
"Damn monk, he talks a lot of nonsense, he wants to be beaten again, right?"
Even if my own meat is very good, the taste will be very bad when boiled in water.
"I want to commit suicide, so what do I care about him? When the time comes to save him, he will blame us." Sun Wukong said lazily while lying under a small tree, gnawing on a fairy peach.
If I were provoked like that in normal times, Mr. Qin would talk sweetly, fight a little, and compete with that dead fish. But at this time, I was beaten half to death and was in pain all over, so I ignored that.
Master Qin looked sad and angry, and shouted softly, "Help Wukong, Qiang Qiulei, hurry up and save this poor monk."
This little spider spirit is standing aside wearing a guard and has a very hot figure, but Mr. Qin is focused on that. I only care about how those male demons will deal with you later.
The handsome man raised his hand and slapped Qiang Qiulei's swollen face.
The originally stiff fish in the iron pot suddenly came to life, purred and squirted water, then moved its tail and swam happily in the pot.
Then isn't Kieran just a bit more handsome? He can actually drive all the female devils so crazy.
Yun'er said patiently.
Qin Ran, since he is benevolent, don't blame the poor monk for being righteous. He would rather die than drag him into trouble and let him try the tricks of those male devils.
Qiang Qiulei looked confused.
If he goes up there like that, if he is discovered by these little bastards from the Buddhist sect, his plan will probably go to waste again. At that time, he will only die or succeed, and he will suffer a lot of torture in vain.
Is there any breath? If you are still alive, it will be a ghost.
Such a small fire must have thrown me into it. I am afraid that the meat will be cooked in a short time. Could it be that the fish?
This Tang Sanzang really has a powerful talent for seeking death. No matter what, with Tang Sanzang attracting firepower, their lives can be temporarily saved.
At this moment, I saw a group of beautiful demon men occupying their respective positions, holding demon arts, muttering words, and shooting demon fire.
Mr. Qin burst into tears and screamed like a pig being killed.
Qin Ran said calmly, all seven Jieddhis were caught. It is possible that the Buddhists were not aware that Pilan Bodhisattva was on the way.
"Tang Sanzang, Wukong, help me, the poor monk is about to be beaten to death, they can just watch!
