Chapter 652 Don't panic, remember, it's the Tang monk who rides!
King Huang Feng has a murderous intention. Although he doesn't know what kind of person Chu Hao, the prison god, is, how can it be better to become his disciple than to suffer in the West?
Especially when I think about it, even a Jialan can yell in front of me before joining, pretending to be powerful.
If this is truly achieved, then one will face countless years of trampling on one's dignity!
Yellow-haired Marten, he wants dignity, even if he becomes a heavenly soldier and dies fighting against the demons, he is still a famous figure!
This is the expectation of a little person. He can endure any torture, but he cannot endure being despised and cast aside forever!
Kill Jialan and surrender to the God of Hell!
King Huang Feng became more determined.
But at this moment, if Jialan felt something, he suddenly stopped and said without looking back:
"By the way, I told Lingji Bodhisattva about this before I came here. He will come back and personally supervise your kidnapping of Tang Sanzang. You must not neglect it."
"Go and capture Tang Sanzang. He is riding a horse and is the only one on the journey to the west. You will not admit his mistake."
One sentence instantly made King Huang Feng feel as if he had been poured cold water over his head, chilling his heart to the core.
As long as he acts rashly, Lingji Bodhisattva will definitely take action. By then, it will be difficult for him to even survive, let alone stand up.
King Huang Feng was disheartened and sat on the throne weakly and feebly.
Jialan sneered, "Inferior creatures, born to be humble, should stay in the stinking ditch, and they still want to stand up? Ridiculous!"
Jialan left.
The monsters in Huangfeng Cave looked at King Huangfeng sitting on the throne and felt sad.
They also had a premonition of their fate.
Inferior creatures who live forever and cannot hold up their heads!
King Huang Feng sat dejectedly on the throne. Looking at the luxurious and domineering throne, he felt a sense of sadness that almost burst out of his chest.
I just want a little bit of the most basic respect.
I just don’t want to be a mouse anymore. I only have so many wishes. If Lingshan satisfies me, I will obey his orders and even die!
But they don't care about me at all, because they just want to control me!
I am a magnificent Luo Jinxian, but in Lingshan, I am still like a mouse crossing the street, only living in the lowest and darkest place?
Where did I go wrong?
Just because... I was born humble?
If you are born humble, will you never be able to stand up again?
King Huangfeng sat on the throne, raised his head, and took a deep breath. Every breath he took at this moment made him sting.
There was a young leader who couldn't bear it and stood up and said:
"Your Majesty, let's escape. It doesn't matter if we don't wait here in Huangfengling. We can go to Nanzhan Buzhou. It's well organized there. As long as we don't kill innocent people indiscriminately, we can be at ease!"
However, King Huangfeng laughed sadly and said,
"You can't escape... Even if I can escape, what will you do? I can't abandon you. You are my brothers, how can I betray my trust?"
"That's all, where is the Tiger Pioneer?"
Then a little leader responded:
"The Tiger Pioneer disappeared a few days ago and has not returned yet. I don't know where he is?"
King Huangfeng sighed and suddenly stood up,
"Forget it, if the Hell God takes action, everyone will die."
"I will go to war myself!"
The demons were shocked,
"Your Majesty, this is not possible!"
However, King Huang Feng waved his hand,
"No need to say more, I have made up my mind."
"Just in time, let's take this opportunity to meet the prison god for a while!"
If he is indeed as elegant and easy-going as the rumors say, surrendering directly would be a good idea.
…
But when Chu Hao and Tang Sanzang came out of the old man's house, they turned the old man's house upside down like a Japanese raider.
It's a pity that I didn't find the flower girl. It's a pity.
At dawn the next day, the traveler went to carry the horse, Bajie went to pack the load, and Lao Wang taught his mother to prepare some snacks, soup, and water to wait for. The three people thanked and said goodbye.
Tang Sanzang climbed up and looked far away, and found that Huangfengling was quiet and peaceful.
Chu Hao was sitting on the white dragon horse, replacing Tang Sanzang with a helpless expression.
"Prison God Boss, let's go! I'll lead the horse!"
Tang Sanzang was in a good mood, picked up the burden, and led Chu Hao's horse to the west.
Zhu Bajie and Sun Wukong followed the white dragon horse with nothing in their hands. They couldn't be too relaxed.
"Tang Sanzang, are you sure you don't want to ride a horse?"
"Immortal Lord, don't try to persuade me any more. I don't want to touch this poor monk these days. Besides, carrying a load and leading a horse is a kind of exercise!"
Tang Sanzang had no hesitation and was extremely determined. From time to time he would show off his muscles to show off his toned body.
Chu Hao looked innocent. He didn't know why Tang Sanzang was crazy. After returning from a bumpy day yesterday, he vomited wildly.
I think this is a typical case of horse sickness.
Chu Hao shook his head, poor kid, didn't he just go a little faster yesterday? Why did he get horse-sick?
Tang Sanzang woke up the next day and didn't dare to ride the horse anymore, so he tried his best to get Chu Hao to mount the horse.
If there is no good way to go to the Western Region, there will be evil spirits causing great disasters.
Chu Hao and others had just stepped into Huangfengling. Within half a day, they encountered a high mountain that looked very steep.
Chu Hao admired the scenery here with a look of intoxication on his face.
Although for ordinary people, avoiding color is like avoiding hatred, and avoiding wind is like avoiding arrows.
But Chu Hao could appreciate it.
Tang Sanzang carried the burden and led the horse, facing the sunrise and sending in the sunset.
At this moment, Tang Sanzang stopped and was looking at the mountain. Suddenly he heard a whirlwind, and Sanzang was frightened on his horse and said:
"Dangerous situation, the wind is blowing!"
Chu Hao pondered for three seconds,
"I was once unable to extricate myself from the vastness of the world, and also indulged in talking in my sleep?"
Zhu Bajie was stunned for three seconds, but he said with a naive smile:
"Boss, why did you suddenly start singing? It's so sudden."
Sun Wukong is a straight man who doesn’t know the style, so he just said:
"Why is the wind afraid of him? This is the spirit of the four seasons of Tianjia, so why should we be afraid!"
Tang Sanzang thought about it, hey, that's right too.
Although Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie still can’t give themselves a sense of security, the Immortal Lord is here!
Even if the Bodhisattva comes, he can't catch himself!
At that time, Tang Sanzang also hummed a song and walked forward happily.
However, in the darkness, a pair of round scarlet eyes were staring at the group of them.
King Huangfeng personally went out and led his leopard leader.
King Huang Feng stared closely at everyone in the field and secretly ordered his subordinates:
"Catch Tang Sanzang and don't cause any conflict. The Prison God is in the team."
"Follow the plan, lure the tiger away from the mountain, and then take Tang Sanzang away directly!"
But the leopard leader was in trouble.
"But Your Majesty, who among these...is Tang Monk?"
King Huang Feng was also stunned for a moment.
It seems like this is a problem!
After all, King Huang Feng has never met Tang Monk, let alone the Prison God.
Moreover, they are far apart now and are plotting secretly. It is impossible to get close enough to analyze and observe.
King Huang Feng suddenly thought,
"Don't panic, I remember clearly that the one riding the horse is Tang Seng!"