Tathagata Must Be Defeated

The solid white fist shadow constantly smashes and shatters with frequent lightning, and there are even many bangs on the white dragon.

The violent wind became more and more savage, and the raindrops wrapped in the beans spread over the ground.

The world is a pale white light, and in the dense rain curtain, the audience seems to have disappeared, and the world is left with only two of them alone.

Sun Wukong was bruised and bruised, and the broken clothes were soaked, but he didn't care.

The white dragon's eyes are red, and all of them must be made to handle the uninterrupted bombardment of lightning.

The resonance of the spell resounded through the heavens and the earth, and suddenly, a bundle of light and shadow cut through the clouds.

The white dragon made a short, painful cry, and the bright red blood sprinkled in the sky.

"Catch you!"

Sun Wukong slammed the dragon's horn and rode the white dragon.

"let me go!"

Bai Long writhed his body and struggled fiercely, and his figure swooped through the clouds.

Sun Wukong insisted on sticking his teeth, and Aura formed a shield around him, separating the storms from the face.

"Give up, hehe."

Sun Wukong called the white dragon: "Don't be willful."

"I don't want, I don't like humans!"

Roaring.

In the interweaving of the thunder and lightning, the will of the spiritual network continued to pass through the ball to her mind, and resonated with her strong thoughts and passed on to Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong showed a familiar scene in front of him.

The overflowing thoughts and memories are intertwined.

"It turned out to be like..."

Sun Wukong smiled: "You are the fish!"

Things are surprisingly simple.

I have never been interested in the life and death of the human race since I was a child.

"Hey."

Sun Wukong printed his head on the top of his head.

"If you don't want to accept the spirit of the network, then accept me."

At that moment, it seemed as if the time had reversed and I saw the inner world of Sun Wukong.

It is a beautiful and vast world. In the sky, there is a symphony that turns and listens, and the earth is full of warmth.

Among those radiances, the blossoming buds pierce the hard surface, and the fragrant flowers sway to the earth.

The springs and streams flow through the flowers, and together with the raging rivers, they gather into the vast sea.

"Look, oh, look at the world."

Sun Wukong said: "Look at this vast, boundless land."

His voice is full of expectations.

She struggled, she didn't want to accept that consciousness, but she couldn't stop it.

She saw the floating clouds and the blue sky, the dragon and the phoenix flying freely.

The earth was lighted by the light of life, and in the forests of the trees, the songs of the deer and the ostrich were heard.

"Life is endless, and there is no end to it."

Sun Wukong spoke to her in her heart.

"Brother, no, necessary..."

I want to get rid of that huge vision.

"Look."

But Sun Wukong did not stop.

"Use your heart and look at it."

"I am not for this world."

Said Sun Wukong.

"Brother..."

The eyes are hot and some want to cry.

"I am for me."

Sun Wukong went on to say: "In order to find a companion."

The supreme thoughts entered the embarrassing mind as expected.

This is his heart.

The future that Sun Wukong is pursuing is the future in which all life is beyond the limits and all living beings can run freely.

A hundred years or a million years is a moment before the future. For the world after that, he is also seeking companions.

"I don't want to know so much, I only want my brother."

The big tears of the big man fell: "I just want to be with my brother."

"I am here."

Sun Wukong stroked the corner of the cymbal and said, "Hey, I am here."

He cried and struggled but became weaker under his touch.

Her paranoia, under the gentleness of Sun Wukong, turned out to be so insignificant and gradually disappeared.

"Go ahead with me."

When she no longer resisted, Sun Wukong released her hand.

He flew to the front.

"Together we will."

Against the vast land, Sun Wukong reached out to the hand.

“Everyone will be our companion. Everyone can go hand in hand and do all the things we want to do.”

Sun Wukong said with a smile.

I looked at Sun Wukong with tears in my eyes.

His smile, as always, warm and bright, slowly dispels the narrowness and paranoia in her heart, making her entire vision brighter.

So pure, so simple...

This is her brother, her favorite person.

The sly voice was a little trembling: "Does your brother hate me?"

"Do not……"

Sun Wukong replied: "Even if some people hate you, I don't hate you."

Looking at Sun Wukong, he gradually stopped crying and then turned into a human form.

The girl stood in front of Sun Wukong and extended her right hand.

"Brothers must promise me, and take me wherever you go."

"it is good."

Sun Wukong pulled up his hand: "When we have them, we still have them, go to more places together."

"You are this wood."

I can't help but laugh.

"what?"

"It's nothing."

擦 Dry your tears with your left hand.

Sun Wukong is not perfect. For girls, it is the most boring person in the world.

But she already understands that Sun Wukong’s heart always embraces the world and does not belong to anyone.

He always looked up and kept following him.

Today, she finally relieved.

Just as Sun Wukong is tolerant of her, she is also willing to accommodate the imperfections of Sun Wukong.

"Brother, I will forgive you no matter what you do."

He took the Sun Wukong tightly.

Even if he is a man who can never touch and never loves a person, she will love him.

Sun Wukong laughed, and seemed to be relieved, and the body began to turn into powder disappearing.

"Do you have to sleep again?"

I am so sad that I know what is going to happen.

"Yes."

Sun Wukong nodded: "It found me."

"I will wait for you."

He said: "No matter how long, I will wait."

Look at Sun Wukong's little bit of the disappearance of smoke.

"Ling net, just ask you."

Said the voice of Sun Wukong.

The voice is full of encouragement and smile.

The scorpion came to the trust in his words, and the tears almost came out again.

She looked at the empty right hand and took a deep breath and turned back to the dragon.

"Look up!"

The sorghum dragon screamed.

The clouds are scattered and the sky after the rain is clear and blue.

At this moment, everyone is looking up at the white dragon in the sky.

The consciousness of the Spirit Net condenses into the most beautiful aura in it.

"Human, I will open up freedom for you with my brother's thoughts."

The sound of sorrow spread through the tree of all spirits.

Among the halo of the hustle and bustle, there is a vague echo of ethereality.

Endless aura, spread out in a circle.