The city of Monkey King

This... what the **** is it? !

Qin Fengzhong had doubts and frowned. He knew that he couldn't sleep, and he couldn't stun, otherwise he would have to dream about something unusual.

This was the case several times ago, and this time it is obviously not an exception.

That is, the memory of Sun Wukong.

Blue sky and white clouds.

At this moment, Qin Feng stood on a cliff above the sea, and the wind smashed the broken hair scattered in front of the forehead.

At first glance, this sea cliff was preceded by an endless blue sea, the tides of the sea were repeated, the waves rolled over, and the fresh air rushed in the wind.

The scene in front of me is very familiar, very comfortable, and... very nostalgic.

However, Qin Feng believes that he has never been to this place.

The person who has been here is not him, but... Sun Wukong.

"That is…"

Qin Feng’s eyes swept over the surrounding area, and suddenly his eyes were fixed on a piece of flowers in the land of the sea.

The splendid flowers bloom in the sun, and the butterflies dance in it...

However, these Qin Feng did not care, he only cares about the flower and flower center, that one...

Heart, slammed and jumped up!

A heart full of sadness sounded in this world, and it sounded in his ear: "The seventh day of the autumn, there is a seven-petal purple flower on the endless sea... I will say to her, this life is not, no future life. Share, everything is for me, let her, no need to wait."

Qitian Dasheng, Sun Wukong!

This is the second condition for Qin Feng to accept Sun Wukong when he accepted the inheritance of the Great Holy Spirit!

But when Qin Feng still wants to see the center of the flower and grass, the seven-petal purple flower that swayed in the wind, the moment is blurred, the body shape flutters, the subconscious violently presses his forehead, the head It is like being torn.

Everything around is shaking, in the collapse, the sea cliff is in the collapse, the flowers and plants are burning... The center of the flame is the seven-petal purple flower!

"No, no! Don't!"

The fire flashed in the eyes of Qin Feng. At this moment, he immediately forgot that he was Qin Feng!

boom!

A fierce explosion rang in the mind, the world was clear, and then in the next moment, Qin Feng opened his eyes and everything in front of him changed completely. He stood on the cliff, but looked up. Above the sky is a black thundercloud, an endless heavenly soldier.

"The demon monkey, you are arrogant to the goddess, commit the day, and you will not be able to squat, and wait for me to return to the Heavenly Palace to be punished by the heavens!"

Demon monkey? !

Qin Feng heard the general sound of this thunder drum, a fierce glimpse, subconsciously looked at his hand, golden monkey hair? !

"Monkey, go! Go!"

"You go!"

Just in the moment when Qin Feng was worried, from the thundercloud in the sky, there was a figure of a woman who shouted under the **** of Tianbing.

"A... Azi?!"

Qin Feng fiercely looked at the source of the sound, but he could not see the woman's face, but he knew... This is the woman named Azi.

At this moment, the figure is shaking again, like a lightning strike, ah ah!

Qin Feng’s head is once again like a tear, and the sky is shouting!

boom!

Looking from afar, at the top of the sea cliff, a dazzling golden fire bursts into a flash of arrogance! Countless clouds have followed the hunter!

When the golden fire dissipated... it was a figure.

Wearing a gold armor, holding a pin of the sea, the red dragonfly flying!

"Take Azi..."

Qin Feng... or Sun Wukong, the whole body burst into a golden fire! Looking up at the endless heavenly soldier, the raging flame rolled in my eyes!

"give me back!"

boom!

The figure is turned into a flame, and it rushes toward the sky thundercloud!

..................

"give me back!"

Kunlun Mountain Tianzhu Peak, among the wooden houses, Qin Feng fiercely roared!

"I go!"

The wine madman who was lying on the table and tasting the wine, in the moment of the sound of the sound, a fierce sip of the wine licked his throat, quickly sat up and coughed hard.

"Boy, if you are so cold, you will scare people. The old man is dead. Can you buy a coffin for the old man?"

The wine madman looked at the bed and looked at the Qin Feng, which was already open-eyed, but this is the eye, so that the original mad man with a smile is wrinkled!

In the eyes... is the ultimate horror!

"I...wrong?"

Muttering to himself, at that moment, he saw another shadow in the eyes of Qin Feng!

Wearing a gold armor, the red cloak flies...

Even if it is just an instant! But the wine madman really saw it! That is…!

The pupil was fierce, and the drunkard took a deep breath and cut off his thoughts. He didn't dare to continue thinking about it!

Hands, can't help but tremble, is it scared, or excited? !

Qin Feng lying on the bed, just squinting straight, full of more than ten interest, more than ten silent, slowly the violent eyes in the eyes subsided.

"Sun, Wu, empty."

Muttered to himself, Qin Feng pinched his fist.

The moment he woke up, he couldn’t tell if he was Qin Feng or Sun Wukong!

Why is this happening!

The brow wrinkled up, this feeling, especially when you sleep or coma!

The feeling of incarnation of Sun Wukong, love, hate, war, fighting, unyielding, and arrogant...

Taking a deep breath, Qin Feng looked at the wine madman sitting on the table.

"How long have I slept?"

"Not much more, two hours."

The wine madman surprised the smudge, or his own guess, completely buried in the heart, returning to the normal state of grin, and said with a drink.

When Qin Feng turned over, he got out of bed. When the wine madman wanted to remind him, he found that Qin Feng was just like nothing.

"So fast!"

The wine madman has a glimpse of the heart. Ordinary people are like Qin Feng. I am afraid that I can’t sit up for ten days and a half. Can this guy move freely after two hours? !

Even if there is Wannian Kun Xuedan, it is absolutely impossible to have such a magic effect!

The speculation that was forcibly suppressed, but also failed to rise, the wine madman brows slightly wrinkled, raising the wine gourd is to rush to the wine, want to wipe this guess.

he knows…

This kind of thing, I do not know, do not know, do not guess, it is best not to stay in the heart.

Because he is very clear, there are some things, except Qin Feng himself! Don't know anyone! Also include yourself!

Qin Feng did not pay attention to the wine madman who drunk himself. When he got up, he went out of the wooden house. When he opened the door, the snow in the foothills of the mountain was whistling, and the stunned head was slightly clear.

Looking up, in front of Xia Yurou's tombstone, Yun Ling stood alone, watching the tombstone in a daze, and the long hair with the skirt flying.

Qin Feng, slowly walked toward Yunling, 2k novel reading network