"You lose! As I said earlier, isn't it normal in this world of the jungle to give you and everything you have to me, where the winner gets everything and the loser loses everything, including freedom and life? If you lose, you can only blame yourself for not being strong and complaining about others. Sun Wukong said lightly, and after speaking, he raised his eyebrows at Mingzhu: "Mingzhu!" How, dare you bet? "

This is the pit that Sun Wukong dug for her, and the back road was clearly arranged.

Mingzhu pondered, and said for a long time: "Good! I promise you. "

What if you don't say yes? With the fact that she can't move now, Sun Wukong wants to do something bad and shameful to her, and he is powerless to resist.

Agreed, with his own strength, he may be able to kill Sun Wukong, which is the best, and he can only resign himself to fate if he loses.

Listening to Mingzhu's answer, Sun Wukong was secretly happy in his heart: "The pits have been dug for you, Mingzhu, you fell in and want to go out?" Inexistent. "

"Don't play tricks if you lose, also, if you can move, go and quickly put on your clothes, you like this... It's stressing me out. Sun Wukong said, tapping on Mingzhu...

Mingzhu immediately found that she could move, and her internal strength was also restored, and she immediately became confident, moved her somewhat sore hand, revealed a meaningful smile, and threw a wink at Sun Wukong in a very seductive pose: "How?" Isn't the slave family looking good now? "

Sun Wukong was very appreciative: "Good-looking!" So good looking that I almost couldn't control myself, turned into a wolf, and ate you. After saying that, he made a vicious motion...

"Giggle..." Seeing this, Mingzhu smiled very charmingly, twisted her waist to dress behind the screen...

After a while, a dark begonia skirt, with a skirt mopping the floor and a fin-like black gauze decoration, looked mature, noble, and mysterious, and a beautiful woman like a tidal banshee stood in front of Sun Wukong.

"Hmm. Well! Pearl! It's a nice outfit, it's perfect for you, I like it. Sun Wukong looked at it with appreciative eyes, and directly did not put his face up.

For him, especially in later generations, not to face is really powerful, it can make you more confident and better at some times.

Moreover, this is also a trick and routine, and when the other party is familiar with your name, it will be more conducive to attacking the other party.

Confident, Mingzhu was very generous and put on a charming, seductive pose, and let Sun Wukong look at it.

Sure enough, it is a mature girl, confident, not a little girl can compare.

"So, are you ready?" The Pearl Luck Exercise, with a trace of cold qi surging in the purple color around his body, is to amplify the rhythm of the move.

"Wait a minute!"

Sun Wukong stretched out his hand and made a waiting motion.

Seeing this, Mingzhu smiled strangely: "Oh? Want to throw in the towel and beg for mercy? "

"You think too much, I'm just fighting." After speaking, Sun Wukong's footsteps were light, and the space changed, and when he appeared, he was already on a flat boulder in the Grand Canyon.

"This is...?" Looking at the place that suddenly appeared, the pearl was full, shocked, surprised, curious.

Sun Wukong waved his hand lightly: "Don't care, you just treat it as a place for competition." "

"..."Mingzhu's face is solemn, this kind of kung fu that can change the environment at will is very mysterious and powerful, right?

Seeing that the pearl was not moving, Sun Wukong smiled and said, "What's wrong?" Pearl! Not yet making a move? Don't... Do you want to throw in the towel? Wouldn't it be nice if we sit down and talk about love, do something interesting or something? Why fight and kill. "

"Hmph! You want to be beautiful, take the call. After Mingzhu finished speaking, the fluctuations of internal force in her body reappeared, and soon a fist-sized black purple black ball appeared, appearing beside her, and with a move of her hand, she quickly attacked Sun Wukong.

Looking at the attack with a hint of cold air, Sun Wukong was a little surprised.

Bai Yifei is not that guy, but in the original book he cultivated an extremely powerful cold qi, this pearl is his cousin, really will there be some.

Sun Wukong was unmoved, and when the attack reached him, it was blocked by all the flashing light masks... Disappear into invisibility.

"Not bad, one move." Sun Wukong smiled and looked at the pearl not far away.

"Actually... Useless? "

Mingzhu was very surprised, this trick was effortless to penetrate the thick tree of several people, and it was useless.

Her face was more solemn and she took two hairpins from her hair, luck was internal, and the hairpins in her hand were immediately surrounded by black purple and cold air, turning into two ice guns, exuding an amazing cold air, and the surrounding stone ground was covered with a layer of ice, and her hand moved and threw it towards Sun Wukong.

"Oh!? Kind of interesting. Sun Wukong watched the ice gun hit his head one after the other, talked and smiled, fingered a little void, the power of thought was released, the flying ice gun quickly fused, a hand, two hairpins appeared in the hand, carefully played, smiled and looked at the somewhat shocked pearl in the distance: "You only have one move!" "

"..." Mingzhu was a little helpless, he had made a strong move, and this guy still took it so indifferently and casually.

Mingzhu was a little unconvinced, and her tone was agitated: "Hmph! Do you dare to take this palm of mine? "

Of course, Sun Wukong knows her little calculations, in order to convince her, she has to do a routine, right? Anyway, that little combat effectiveness, tickling is not enough, this is under the premise of absolute confidence in your own strength.

"Come, come! Hit here..." said Monkey King and patted his chest.

Mingzhu was overjoyed in her heart, Lian Bu moved gently, and the black and purple internal force of her palm surged, as if wearing a pair of blue-purple gloves, and shot towards Sun Wukong...

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, there was no change within half a meter of Sun Wukong's feet, and a thick layer of ice formed on the stone ground half a meter away, proving the strength of this palm.

"How... Possible. "

After everything calmed down, looking at the undamaged Monkey King, Mingzhu looked shocked, and her own strongest palm slapped on his chest, which had no effect, but shook her hand numbly.

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