Originally, everyone thought that Tang Sanzang was just talking nonsense. How could the Buddha tree that had appeared several times be a monster? Unexpectedly, a human face appeared on the tree and could speak human words. Everyone was so shocked that they hurriedly retreated.

Sun Wukong was also surprised. He looked at the human face and frowned slightly, but the huge golden cudgel in his hand had no intention of stopping, and he smashed the big locust tree with a stick.

At this moment, a black branch on the big locust tree was pulled out like a whip and thrust on the golden cudgel with a bang.

The powerful and powerful golden cudgel was actually whipped back by the whip. Sun Wukong, who was holding the golden cudgel tightly, also retreated and fell back to the ground. The golden cudgel on the ground plowed out a deep gully.

Tang Sanzang glanced at Sun Wukong and confirmed that she was fine. Then he looked up at the human face on the big locust tree, his eyes slightly condensed, revealing a bit of surprise.

How to say it is not that he is narcissistic. From childhood to adulthood, in this world, only Li Simin has seen someone more handsome than him, and the tree demon's face is half, which is comparable to him.

He originally thought that the tree demons should have an old face wrinkled, and his mouth was a tree hole with a black beard. Unexpectedly, this guy turned out to have such a handsome face.

"You shouldn't be greedy to capture my little disciple, otherwise I really don't know where to find you." Tang Sanzang raised his hand to stop Sun Wukong, who wanted to lift the stick, and then pointed to the ground next to the old locust tree, "You have brought the children to the ground. Xiaobai and I have been with me for more than a month. Even if you bury them for another hundred meters underground, I can still feel them."

"Haha, little guy, you're very interesting. I haven't met interesting humans for many years." The tree man smiled. The smile on his handsome face was enough to make many women intoxicated. But the next moment, his face turned cold. He looked at Pu Xuan tied to a wooden frame, and said coldly: "It's really an annoying guy. I just looked at me three hundred years ago and rebuilt this dilapidated temple in order to suppress me. Since I'm out today, you'll die."

As soon as he finished speaking, a black branch suddenly stretched out, like a black spear, stabbing straight towards Pu Xuan's head.

"No! No!" Guangmou, who had been torn halfway by Xiong Xiaobu, roared angrily, and the remaining ropes on his body were torn off at once and rushed directly to Pu Xuan.

The thick wood was broken by him all at once. Pu Xuan fell on the pile of firewood, and Guangmou, who was blocking him, was facing the black branch and was about to be penetrated in the next moment.

Tang Sanzang narrowed his eyes slightly and did not move, as if he had not seen this scene.

Sun Wukong glanced at Tang Sanzang, hesitated for a moment, and then raised his hand and hit the black branch with a stick.

The black branch with excellent toughness was tilted by the golden cudgel and did not break. It was raised upwards and directly tore Guangmou's right arm, breaking it shoulder-to-shoulder.

"Why save him?" Tang Sanzang looked at Sun Wukong with some surprise.

"Hand shakes a little." Sun Wukong withdrew the golden cudgel, reached out to scrape his nose, and said indifferently.

Tang Sanzang's face was a little strange, "Is his hands shaking when I was fighting in the Heavenly Palace?"

"Absolutely." Sun Wukong thought about it carefully and nodded.

Tang Sanzang made up for the picture of Sun Wu shaking her empty hand, piercing the thirty-third level of heaven, and then having to make a big fuss about the Heavenly Palace, and suddenly felt a little hurt in his head.

"Ah!" Guangmou screamed, blood gushed out like a rush, but he still stood in front of Pu Xuan, his lips trembling, but his blood-filled eyes were still staring at the tree demon, and shouting angrily: "What you said, as long as I listen to you, you will not kill my master! I will do whatever you asked me to do over the years. Twelve years, forty-one children, isn't it enough? Isn't it enough!"

"The deformed love for master and apprentice? The secret buried for twelve years?" Tang Sanzang looked at Guangmou with a strange expression and muttered.

When Sun Wukong heard Tang Sanzang's words, he glanced at Guangzhi on the ground, "Who is the third party?"

Tang Sanzang turned his head and looked at Sun Wukong, giving him a thumbs up, "This brain is even more terrifying."

Everyone's expressions changed when they listened to Guangmou's words. It turned out that Guangmou was the murderer who lost his child in recent years!

In twelve years, forty-one children and forty-one families were in grief because of him, and Qiushan Town and two other towns were panicked.

This fat monk who looks honest and sometimes irritable, and protects the abbot everywhere is actually the murderer.

"Enough?" The tree demon's mouth curled slightly, his slender eyes narrowed, and his voice suddenly increased a little. "Three hundred years ago, I was here, and I was entwined for less than half a hundred people a year, and forty-one children in twelve years. Do you ask me enough? How can I eliminate the hatred in my heart if I don't kill this monk today? But today I can gather so many people here, it is your credit. As long as you still surrender to me, you will be the abbot of this dilapidated temple in the future."

When everyone heard this, their faces were full of fear. They hated Guangmou for being accomplices of the tiger, and were grateful to Pu Xuan Zengzeng for the suppression of the tree demon.

Hearing the words of this tree demon, he wanted to start a big kill. Even Sun Wukong could not defeat the tree demon. So what would everyone be the opponent? He could not run away from the black branches that were faster than arrows.

"You...didn't you say that my master can live for three hundred years because of you?" Guangmou came to his senses at this time, his face turned pale in an instant, his body turned stiffly, looked at him lying on the pile of firewood, and looked at him, his legs weakened, and he knelt down directly.

"Master, I was wrong. I deserve to die, I deserve to die." Guangmou raised his whole left hand and hit his face, and slap! One more and more, "Master, you suppress this monster, but I am helping the evil, I deserve to die, I deserve to die!" The blood flowing out of the broken arm dyed the firewood red, which was extremely dazzling.

"You stupid kid." Pu Xuan's eyes turned his head and looked at Guangzhi on the ground. His throat rolled, and two lines of tears fell from the corners of his eyes. "All of them are stupid kids."

"Since the love between master and disciple is deep, let's die together." The tree demon smiled coldly. The branch that had broken Guangmou's arm before was lifted, and suddenly turned into ten feet long. One person hugged the thick stick and took pictures of Guangmou and Puxuan.

"Disas soon as possible." Someone in the crowd exclaimed, and everyone quickly dispersed to the sides. The Wang Po sat on the ground behind the pile of firewood, with no one supporting him. He looked up at the smashed black stick with a tragic expression.

Everyone in panic looked at this scene, their faces were full of unbearable expressions, but no one dared to step forward.

Sun Wukong tightly held the golden cudgel and prepared to take action again.

At this moment, a man jumped onto the table and raised his hand to hold the black stick.
Chapter completed!