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Chapter nine hundred and ninety-four, dealing with the king

Zhang Mingxuan asked again: "Xuanzang, according to your opinion, how should this king of the monk country be dealt with?"

The king's eyes glared and panicked. The miserable scene of the weasel's flesh and blood just now appeared in front of him. The king knelt down with a bang, hugged Tang Sanzang's thigh and cried and shouted: "Holy monk, please spare me! Xiao Wang knew that he was wrong. I was confused by the monster!"

Zhang Mingxuan sneered, "I believe you, can't I see if you are confused?"

Tang Sanzang quickly helped the king up and said, "Amitabha Buddha, Buddhism values ​​life and saves people indefinitely! Since His Majesty the King wants to repent, he should work diligently and love the people in the future and atone for today's affairs."

The king nodded in emotion and said, "Thank you for your teachings in the holy monk. Buddhism is worthy of life and saves people immeasurably! I will definitely love the people in the country and become a wise king in the future."

Tang Sanzang smiled and said, "Amitabha, that's fine."

The king also smiled, and finally passed. I didn't have to die. I tightened the three dates in my hand and felt a sense of heat.

Zhang Mingxuan shook his head, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. Tang Sanzang was still so stupid and kind.

Sun Wukong sneered, reached out and grabbed the king's neck and threw it back. The king screamed "Ah~" and threw it heavily on the ground with a bang, screaming miserably on the ground and twisting his body.

The eunuchs watching from afar and the guards screamed: "Your Majesty!" They were wandering in the distance, not daring to take a step forward.

Tang Sanzang hurriedly shouted, "Wukong, what are you doing?" He quickly stepped forward and bent down to help the king up and asked worriedly, "Your Majesty, are you okay?"

The king shook his head, smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay, your disciple is so strong."

Sun Wukong looked at them coldly with his fists and said, "Little Monk, what qualifications do you have to forgive him?"

"What?" Tang Sanzang turned his head and looked at Sun Wukong in confusion.

Sun Wukong said sternly: "My old man asked you, what qualifications do you have to forgive him?! Do you know what he did? Raise children in a country with bamboo cages and dig up their hearts and livers to eat. Do you know how many parents are in a grief? Do you know how many families resist the whole family was massacred? Are you an outsider, what qualifications do you have to forgive him instead of those miserable people?"

Tang Sanzang's face was pale in an instant. Listening to Sun Wukong's harsh shout, miserable scenes couldn't help but appear in his mind. Some babies were cut off by sharp knives, some parents who had lost their children were crazy, and some soldiers rushed into the family hiding their children to raise the butcher's knife...

Tang Sanzang looked at Sun Wukong's angry eyes, as if he had seen the angry eyes of countless miserable people, and a sentence echoed in his ears: "What qualifications do you have to forgive him? What qualifications do you have to forgive him? What qualifications do you have to forgive him?"

"Ah~" Tang Sanzang screamed in fear, staggered back two steps, and fell to the ground with a bang and looked pale and dazed.

Zhang Mingxuan looked at Sun Wukong with satisfaction. He was becoming more and more competent in the human guardian. The human guardian had to deal with not only demons, but also such human scum.

Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing hurried forward and supported Tang Sanzang.

Zhu Bajie said, "Master, are you okay?"

Sha Wujing said worriedly: "Master~Master~"

Tang Sanzang was in a daze and wandered outside the sky, and he seemed not to hear the voice of Zhu Bajie Sha Wujing.

Sun Wukong's golden cudgel pointed at the king of the Bhikkhu Kingdom and sneered continuously.

The king knelt down with a bang, kowtowed and screamed: "God monk, please spare me! God monk, please spare me! It's all those two monsters that harm me, it's really nothing to do with me!"

An ancient rune surrounded by golden flames appeared on Sun Wukong's forehead, and his eyes turned into golden colors with flames. He looked down at the king and said, "I am the Monkey King Sun Wukong. In the name of the human guardian, he announced that the king of the Monkey Kingdom had committed serious crimes against the human race, and his crimes should be punished! After death, he should be sent to the eighteen levels of hell and suffered all his sufferings." The voice spread wildly.

When all the people in the monk heard the sound from the sky, they all looked up at the sky. The next moment, the people in the monks knelt down and bowed their heads and cried bitterly, and some shouted at the Great Sage of the Monkey King and the Protector of the Human Race. The shouts became more and more, shaking the sky.

In the palace, Zhang Mingxuan also restrained his smile and said, "Tang Sanzang, have you heard the voices of the people?"

Tang Sanzang nodded in dismay, and murmured: "My Buddha is merciful! My Buddha is merciful!"

Sun Wukong sneered and said, "The foolish lord, now you should know that you are not wronged in your death?"

The king panicked and shouted, "No, no, these are all troublemakers and mobs, they don't know anything."

Sun Wukong was too lazy to listen to his excuses and shouted loudly: "Die~"

The king's panicked body paused, and Qizhi bleed out, and fell to the ground with a bang. A ghost flew towards the underworld in a daze, but there was a word engraved on the forehead of the ghost. The ancient humans had a trace of the aura of the Nuwa Palace. The Ten Palaces of Yamaro dared not disobey him. What awaited him was the endless suffering of the eighteen levels of hell.

As soon as the king died, Tang Sanzang shivered and came to his senses, looked at the king's body, sighed, but this time he did not scold Sun Wukong.

Zhang Mingxuan clasped his fists and said with a smile: "It's over, and it's time for us to walk back. There will be a period of time when the mountains are high and the waters are far away."

Tang Sanzang struggled to stand up from the ground, folded his hands together and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for help!"

Zhu Bajie also smiled and said, "God, please go slowly. After my old pig's pursuit of the scriptures, I will go to Tianmen Mountain to see you."

Sha Wujing also smiled and said, "God, go slowly~"

Sun Wukong bowed casually.

Zhang Mingxuan glanced at the deer demon corpse on the ground and did not really take it away. After all, it was Xiaobai's ex-boyfriend, so it would be too much to take it back and eat it.

Zhang Mingxuan, Li Qingya, Liu Er and Bai Susu's figures faded and disappeared, and a moment later appeared on the hanging island of Tianmen Mountain.

Liu'er clasped his fists and said, "Mr., I'm back."

Zhang Mingxuan nodded.

Liu Er turned around and flew down.

Bai Susu suddenly spoke, "Aunt Qingya, I'm leaving too."

Li Qingya smiled and said, "Okay, after returning to Qingqiu, I'm going to rest for a while. Qingqiu has changed a lot now, and I'm afraid you won't recognize it."

Bai Susu shook her head and said sadly: "I almost caused a big disaster this time, and even implicated Qingqiu. I really have no shame to go back to see them. I want to go out for a walk."

Li Qingya frowned and said, "Where to go?"

Bai Susu looked to the east and said, "Go to Dongsheng Shenzhou first! Wherever you go."

Li Qingya wants to say something else. Zhang Mingxuan pulled Li Qingya's sleeves and said with a smile: "It's good to go out and see the beautiful mountains and rivers in the prehistoric world and completely forget that scumbag."

Bai Susu snorted at Zhang Mingxuan, turned around and walked out, walked out of the gate of the hanging island and flew towards the east.
Chapter completed!
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