Chapter 57

Tang An put the envelope on the table, "Which of you three knows that kind of magic, that is, Kuimulang can't open this letter, and only Tang King Li Shimin can open this letter."

Sun Wukong scratched his cheeks in confusion, "Master, Old Sun can send it with one somersault cloud, why waste this effort?"

"Hey, Wukong. You are still young, you don't understand."

Yang Jian looked at Tang An, then at Kuimulang, his eyebrows raised slightly; he knew that Tang An was definitely going to pit Kuimulang big.

"I'll do it." Yang Jian pinched the formula in his hand, chanted the spell in his mouth, and cast the spell on the envelope.

Kuimulang also felt a bad premonition, but compared to being pitted and dying immediately, he could still distinguish the importance.

"You put this on." Tang An handed the Tight-Fillet Spell to Kuimulang.

Kuimulang accepted the golden hoop, always feeling that this matter was wrong. "What is this?"

Sun Wukong's eyes flashed, and he immediately understood, cooperating with Tang An. "Don't you recognize a good treasure? This thing was given by Guanyin Bodhisattva. We wanted to wear it, but Master didn't want to give it to us."

"I think this task of sending letters and sending territory is the most important in Master's eyes."

Kuimulang had an expression of: "You said it yourself, do you believe it yourself?"

"Wear it." Nezha only said one word, but his Fire-Tipped Spear was already burning with Samadhi True Fire.

Tang An stood up and looked down at Kuimulang: "They three took scriptures all the way just for fun, and you, you better be able to withstand their play."

Kuimulang:...

"I'll wear it, I'll wear it." Kuimulang's hands trembled as he put the golden hoop on his head. Baihuaxiu wanted to stop it, but was stopped by Kuimulang's eyes.

Kuimulang understood that if this matter succeeded today and he offered a country's territory, he could save their lives and be in love in the mortal world for a lifetime.

But if he refused this matter, whether it was Nezha or Yang Jian, they could easily execute them both in the name of heavenly rules by making up a crime.

"At this moment, it should be matched with that bgm, that is, the one, bitter sea~ turning up love and hate~"

"I'll find it."

Kuimulang couldn't understand what Tang An was saying at all, but why did he feel like crying when he heard the sound from the square box in her hand?

Tang An was still adding narration on the side.

"After putting on the golden hoop, you are no longer a mortal, and you can no longer touch the desires of the world. If you move your heart, this golden hoop will tighten on your head, and you will be miserable."

"Before putting on this golden hoop, do you have anything to say?"

Kuimulang: "I've already put it on, and you say it now!???"

Tang An ignored him and continued to indulge in the narration.

"Once there was a sincere love placed in front of me, I didn't cherish it, and I regretted it when I lost it."

"The most painful thing in the world is this."

"If God can give me a chance to come again, I will tell that girl, I love her. If I have to add a deadline to this love, I hope it is ten thousand years."

"Girl???"

Nezha's facial features almost formed a large question mark, but when he heard the word girl, he understood that Tang An was playing some memes they didn't understand again.

"That's not important." Tang An played abstractly, not every one of them understood.

Those who understand, naturally understand.

"Whoa!"

When Tang An went to see Kuimulang and Baihuaxiu again, she was startled.

The two of them were hugging and crying, reluctant to part, with snot flowing.

And she, like the stick that beat the mandarin ducks, in the stirring stick...

Forget it, let's be the stick that beats the mandarin ducks, it's more appropriate.

"Relax, relax, I won't really break you up, I just think the scene of him wearing the golden hoop reminds me of an old friend." Speaking of this, Tang An also looked at Sun Wukong.

"Old friend? Old Sun?"

Tang An laughed, "That's not important, what's important is that we should clear the monsters and go to Baoxiang Kingdom."

Kuimulang can stay, but these little monsters can't stay without a ruler.

Mortals are too weak, once they let the tiger return to the mountain, it will be a great disaster for the common people.

"Leave it to me." Nezha likes this kind of activity the most.

Outside the cave.

Kuimulang and Baihuaxiu walked in front.

Tang An, Yang Jian, and Sun Wukong walked in the middle.

And the one at the back was Nezha, who was scurrying around the mountain like a red light.

"Hey! Where do you want to escape?"

"Since that's the case, then all of you go to die, little master!"

"Whoosh~"

In an instant, fire soared into the sky, and the whole mountain burned with raging flames.

Those little monsters fleeing everywhere all died in the Samadhi True Fire.

After the little monsters were cleared, Nezha took back the Samadhi True Fire and stepped on the Wind Fire Wheels to catch up with Tang An and the others.

"Tsk. A real man, sure enough, never looks back at the explosion."

"Really handsome."

Tang An likes to watch this kind of big scene, it's more shocking than any TV special effects, that is the real Samadhi True Fire.

And she has the Red Armillary Sash to protect her body, and the burning sensation of the Samadhi True Fire did not have any impact on her.

Only Baihuaxiu, who was walking in front, was affected not a little.

Kuimulang spat out his inner pellet to help Baihuaxiu dispel the discomfort and protect her forward.

"Master, Master." Sun Wukong's curiosity was about to be unable to hold back. "What exactly did you write in that envelope?"

"What did I write? Of course, I wrote..." Tang An flicked her bangs handsomely, and her arms waved heroically.

"Father, you look west, there is the country I conquered for you."

"Don't look south, south hasn't been fought yet."

Sun Wukong's face twitched by Tang An's acting, and he really couldn't figure out why Master always popped out some words they couldn't understand, but felt that there should be applause here.

"Then Master, why did you put the golden hoop on Kuimulang?"

Tang An signaled Yang Jian to set up an array so that Kuimulang couldn't eavesdrop on their conversation.

After the array was formed, Tang An spoke. "Of course, it's to pit him into working for the Great Tang."

"Working? But isn't he a monster? Aren't you afraid..."

"Hey, Wukong, when has Master ever made a mistake in doing things." She leaned closer to Sun Wukong and whispered: "In that envelope, there is the spell of the Tight-Fillet Spell."

"Oh~" Sun Wukong finally understood why that envelope must be sent by Kuimulang, and he couldn't see the contents of the letter.

"Master, your move is really high."

"But even if you can control him, he is also a monster. Aren't you afraid that the Great Tang Emperor won't dare to use him?"

"Dare not use?" Tang An laughed, "In this world, there are not many people who are bolder than the Great Tang Emperor, what does he dare not do."

"And Wukong, I have to correct you."

"What monster, he is clearly Kuimulang, one of the twenty-eight mansions in the sky."

"He goes to my Great Tang to fight for my Great Tang, that is heaven blessing my Huaxia, stars shining on my Great Tang."

As long as they expand their territory, maybe the children won't have to learn English in the future?

Thinking about it this way, she has accumulated a not-so-small merit!

Sun Wukong was fooled by Tang An and almost became a little fanboy.

Why can Master think of so many crooked reasons in her small head, and it sounds so serious.

"Will the Great Tang Emperor think like you, Master?"

"Him? He and those officials are better at thinking and dare to speak than I am."

"After all, Kuimulang helping the Great Tang represents the prosperity of the Great Tang's national fortune, heaven blessing the Great Tang, this is the return of destiny."

"They will never miss this opportunity no matter what."