Ming Dynasty Emperor System

The Bull Demon King and Sun Wukong looked at each other, and both of them burst into laughter and crossed their arms, looking like brothers.

Who knows, in fact, they all have their own little calculations in their hearts, and they all have different calculations.

But the only thing that is certain is that the two are not as close as they appear on the surface, but have their own agendas.

The Bull Demon King patted the back of Sun Wukong's hand affectionately and said with some emotion:

"Seventh brother, now that you have been granted a title in heaven, the chances of meeting you in the future will probably be very few."

When Sun Wukong heard this, he sneered in his heart, secretly sighing that this Bull Demon King's acting skills were extraordinary.

If his mind was as confused as before, he would definitely be deceived by his hypocritical face!Now that my memory has recovered a little, although I don't fully understand it, I have a certain understanding of the true intentions of this group of people.

Although he was extremely disgusted with the Bull Demon King in his heart, he still made a sincere gesture on the surface, holding the Bull Demon King's hand tightly, and said angrily:

"Brother, don't think too much. Even though I am in heaven, my heart is still closely connected with my brothers! I will not cut off any mortal desires like those so-called gods of the Nine Heavens. Even if I am a god , I also want to be free and at ease, from the beginning!"

"Seventh brother is open-minded, I admire you." The Bull Demon King smiled slightly, let go of his hand, grabbed the wine jar directly, took a swig at Sun Wukong, then touched the wine stain on his mouth, and said seriously:

"Seventh brother will become a god in the future, so you have to take good care of your brothers! After all, most of the forces in heaven are not very good at dealing with demon kings like us. If anything happens to my brothers in the future, I hope you can represent heaven. Come forward and mediate for us!"

"Of course. My brothers have taken good care of me and are deeply affectionate. How can I dare to be that white-eyed wolf and forget about my brothers after I became famous? Brother, you are worrying too much. Don't always think of me so bad. !”

"Haha, seventh brother said something harsh, but brother, I shouldn't have done it either. I should be punished with a drink, so I should be punished with a drink!"

Sun Wukong smiled and raised his glass to drink with the demon kings, but he only tasted briefly. He glanced at the demon kings in the field with a somewhat profound look. The fog in his mind gradually dissipated, but there was still a hurdle that prevented him from tearing apart. Take a deluded pace.

The impression of these six kings on him was so profound that every time he saw their faces, Sun Wukong would feel a chill in his heart. He felt a little inexplicable and a little unpredictable.

It felt like something had extracted the memory from his mind.

What's even weirder is that his memory seems to be locked in a mysterious and distant place, filled with chaos. He can only climb up step by step through the influence of surrounding factors until he touches the blocked memory. .

This is the answer he wants most right now!

At this moment, the place was changing glasses, people were coming and going, the demon kings were drinking heavily and talking loudly, the atmosphere was very lively.

Sun Wukong, on the other hand, was sipping his wine glass and concentrating on recalling what the Bull Demon King had said before. It was the introduction to getting rid of the illusion and the key to clarifying the chaos in his mind.

Suddenly, a scream and a roar sounded at the same time.

Sun Wukong followed the sound and saw a hozen boy pouring wine, slumping to the ground with a look of fear. Sitting in front of him was the Demon King with an angry look on his face.

"What's going on?" The Bull Demon King asked with a frown.

The little hozen boy was hesitant and speechless, but the Jiao Demon King stood up, picked up the little hozen boy with one hand, slapped him hard in the face, and pointed angrily. Holding his gorgeous feather coat, he cursed:

"How do you do this, you damn hairy monkey? You can pour wine all over me! I see your short hands are trembling, and they are of no use at all. Why don't you let me chop them off for you?" I’ll save you some trouble, and I’ll save you from being messy in the future!”

The little hozen boy, who was hanging in the air like a chicken, trembled violently. He was obviously frightened by the gloomy tone of the Jiao Demon King. He couldn't help but shed tears, and his tears were flowing down his face, and he was trembling with fear. , stammering and crying:

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry! Demon, demon, demon king! I, I didn't mean it, please don't remember the villain's fault, please, please spare me!"

When all the demon kings saw this, they all looked indifferent. They just glanced at it lightly, and then started chatting and drinking with the demon king sitting next to him, without paying any further attention.

To them, this kind of thing is simply insignificant. They are just a little demon. If they dare to offend the respected demon king, isn't this asking for death?If you kill, you will kill. Who will care?

But they didn't notice that Sun Wukong, who was sitting in the main seat, suddenly raised his head. He seemed to remember something, and there was another stabbing pain in his head, but he still stared at the Jiao Demon King with a divine light in his eyes. His face was uncertain, and his expression was extremely gloomy.

Seeing the frightened and embarrassed look of the little hozen boy, the Jiao Demon King couldn't help laughing wildly. He suddenly raised his leg and kicked the little hozen boy hard. The latter suffered such a powerful kick that he immediately vomited. Blood, breath sluggish.

Immediately, the Jiao Demon King raised the hozen boy in front of him again, stared into his frightened eyes, and roared violently:

"Spare you?! Who do you think you are? You're just a humble ant. Your life is worth less than a hair on my clothes! You soiled my clothes and you still think that I will spare you? Haha..."

The Jiao Demon King smiled sinisterly, and a demonic light erupted from his hand, and he suddenly clasped it on the hozen boy's head, trying to crush his fragile head!

When Sun Wukong saw this scene, his eyes were about to burst, and his eyes were as red as blood. The severe pain in his brain suddenly burst out like a flood breaking a bank. He held his head and struggled desperately, and his eyes were filled with chaotic light at this moment. It flickered violently.

In Sun Wukong's consciousness, time seemed to have been forced to stand still, and the scene was frozen at the moment when the Demon King was about to kill the hozen boy.

The ferocious face of the Dragon Demon King and the desperate and frightened expression of the Hozen boy were clearly displayed in front of Sun Wukong. He seemed to have heard something...

"Don't be afraid! As long as I'm here, no one will dare to hurt you again!"

A familiar yet confused voice slowly emerged in his mind, like continuous thunder on the ground, booming one after another!

He remembered...he finally arrived at that place!He finally touched the blocked memory!