Seeing that he was about to be besieged by three people, the Arhat in the world scolded his mother in his heart. This damn monkey sold him out like this. If the other party hadn't just made trouble and offended Sun Wukong, the atmosphere would not be so tense now.
Where is the Bodhisattva? Why haven't you taken action yet? It's a trivial matter that he was beaten by a group, but it would be bad if his flaws were exposed.
Tang Sanzang was riding high on the white dragon horse in high spirits. Looking around, he saw the boundless beautiful scenery before his eyes. He was so proud and proud for a moment. He never thought that one day he would be able to lead such a stunning beauty, galloping wildly, all the way.
Enjoy the prosperity of the world.
Tang Sanzang kept making small movements in his hands, and his eyes were so focused that the Arhat was about to vomit. He just wanted to kick the fat monk out, but for the sake of the overall situation, he still resisted the impulse, and secretly activated his magic power, and a ray of Buddha's light came from the sky.
Falling, the white dragon horse was frightened and fled in a hurry, speeding up more than ten times.
The strong wind blew so hard that he couldn't keep his eyes open. Tang Sanzang felt that his mount was out of control, and he almost pissed himself with fear. This white dragon horse was usually fine, so why did it suddenly go crazy now?
With his eyes fixed on the Arhat, he saw that the time was right and decisively threw the fat monk away. Tang Sanzang let out a heart-rending scream and fell headlong into the grass in the distance.
After a burst of screaming, the woman in white quickly came to the front, pulled Tang Sanzang out of the grass, and asked with concern, "Holy Monk, are you okay?"
Tang Sanzang spat out the weeds in his mouth. Although his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, he still had to maintain the majesty of a holy monk in front of the beauty. "Amitabha, it's just a minor injury. It's not a problem. Thank you to the female donor for your concern."
The woman in white burst out laughing,
"Why is the female donor laughing?" Tang Sanzang asked a little embarrassed.
"Nothing, let me see the saint monk's injury."
As the girl spoke, she stretched out a jade hand and patted Tang Sanzang's chubby face, causing the fat to tremble.
Tang Sanzang grimaced in pain, and took hold of the other person's hand. Although it was a little gentle, he always felt that this girl had bad intentions. She already had injuries on her face, but you still slapped her hard. Isn't this toying with him?
"Amitabha, female Bodhisattva, please do not touch me if you are not polite."
The Arhat with his eyes and concentration sneered, "Why is that holy monk holding someone's hand?"
Tang Sanzang was stunned for a moment, unable to turn around. Why did this girl's attitude suddenly change?
"Hmph! You are a shameless person!"
While Tang Sanzang was dazed, the woman in white kicked him to the ground, and her fists landed on his face like raindrops, like thunder.
"Ah! If Bodhisattva has something to say, please say it without slapping him in the face!"
Tang Sanzang crouched on the ground with his head in his hands, frantically escaping and letting out heart-piercing screams.
But it was a pity that the woman in white didn't pay attention to him at all. Instead, she fought harder, punching Tang Sanzang in the face with one punch after another, and kicked him hard with both feet.
"Bah! The dead monk makes you happy! You don't even urinate to show off what you look like, and you actually try to molest me."
"Ah! Female Bodhisattva, I don't dare to do this anymore. Please let me go."
Tang Sanzang could only desperately cover his key parts and scream for mercy, but unfortunately in front of an Arhat, everything was in vain.
With his eyes focused, Arhat felt a sense of physical and mental relief. He treated the fat monk as a punching bag and kept beating him violently, but he controlled the intensity. The reason why he struck so harshly was because he was disgusted by the fat monk's actions just now.
When he arrived, another reason was that Guanyin Bodhisattva had given him a signal. Since the bosses had spoken, he had no worries. Although this fat monk was the protagonist of Journey to the West, he was just a mortal in the end and had no reputation.
As long as you don't kill him, you can do whatever you want.
Guanyin looked at Tang Sanzang howling miserably below, her face trembling with excitement, she was very relieved, she felt that her thoughts were clearer, and she couldn't help but burst into a bright smile.
How can you be so happy about being beaten up like this when you are doing things in secret? Let this fat monk dare to talk about him behind his back.
Guanyin instantly decided that it would be an entertainment project to pick a few thugs to beat up the fat monk every once in a while. After all, this feeling was so refreshing.
Sha Monk looked worried and said, "Master Qin, the master was taken away by that woman. Is there any danger?"
"These three women are here with bad intentions. They must be in trouble."
Qin Ran said with a solemn expression, looking into the distance and seeing thousands of miles away, beside a beautiful stream, Tang Sanzang was being beaten violently.
With his eyes fixed on the Arhat, he struck without mercy. At this time, Tang Sanzang had a bruised nose and a swollen face, and his mouth was swollen like a sausage. Tears and nosebleeds mingled together, and his whole body turned into a pig's head. He could not stop screaming.
Qin Ran raised his eyebrows slightly and couldn't bear it. This bald donkey was too ruthless. Even if someone disrespected you, they shouldn't avenge themselves like this.
"Then let's go rescue the master quickly." Sha Monk said anxiously.
"Don't worry, let's capture this monster first."
Qin Ran said calmly that even if they went to rescue the fat monk now, Guanyin Bodhisattva would try to stop him. Besides, the fat monk was really a bit too arrogant, which would make him remember a lot.
Sun Wukong raised his golden cudgel and struck the Arhat in the World of Sadness head and face. Every blow burst out with infinite divine power, causing the void to shake and the mountains to shatter.
Sha Monk also picked up the Demon-Suppressing Treasure Staff, and with fairy light surging around him, he attacked.
Qin Ran wielded his sword from a distance, and the sword light turned into tens of millions, slashing at him from all directions.
Facing the gang fight of three people, the Arhat in the world was at a disadvantage in less than a moment. His clothes were in tatters and he was in a state of embarrassment. He was even more anxious in his heart. If the situation continued, sooner or later he would reveal his true form.
He found a flaw and still played nonsense.
What's going on with this Bodhisattva that he still doesn't take action at this time? Isn't this someone deliberately playing tricks on him?
What the sadistic Arhat didn't know was that it was not Guanyin who wanted to take revenge on him, but that Tang Sanzang had attracted his attention and was now eating melons.
The beating came to an end very quickly. Tang Sanzang had been beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was only supported by his body fat.
The six-eared macaque also quickly caught up, turned into a mass of demonic wind, and fiercely attacked the Luohan with eyes fixed on it.
"Monster, don't hurt my master!"
A monkey and a bald donkey fully demonstrated their superb acting skills, starting a battle in the air, coming and going, and after three moves, the arhat turned into a wailing monster and ran away in fright.
"Damn monkey, you have some skills."
Tang Sanzang got up, looked at the six-eared macaque, his nose was bleeding, and he cried with sobs. The grievances in his heart suddenly burst out, and he started to cry, and his tears flowed down.