The Legend Of WuKong: [38.]

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[38.]

As soon as Sun Wukong raised his eyes, he saw a face in the distance that was exactly the same as his, laughing wildly and wildly. A storm was roaring in the sky behind him, sending blood-red flames in all directions.

In front of Sun Wukong, various gods were brandishing swords and guns, but they only shouted and did not dare to step forward. It seemed that they had seen this scene before.

Sun Wukong couldn't help but have a sneer on his face.

The shouts of the gods suddenly became silent. They look forward and they look back.

On both sides of the gods, stood two stone monkeys, with the same posture and the same expression, as if the sky was divided into two, with one half reflecting the reflection of the other half.

The Giant Spirit God carefully searched for himself among the generals. Only when he did not become two did he believe that someone had not erected a giant mirror in the sky.

"Who are you?" Sun Wukong shouted.

This sound was swept up in the air by the strong wind from outside, and was torn apart and gathered at high altitude, and then rolled from one side to the other. So there were voices everywhere: "Who are you?"

Sun Wukong suddenly felt that he was talking to a shadow. Maybe he should not ask, but should break the mirror, if there was one.

"Why do you want to look like my old grandson?" Sun Wukong asked again.

There was no answer from the other side. The wind picked up a large piece of white feathers and rolled them over. It turned out to be snow. The figure opposite him was hazy for a moment, but Sun Wukong could clearly feel the cold ridicule on the face that was exactly the same as his.

"Ah——" he shouted and rushed towards the shadow in the snowstorm opposite.

The gods hurriedly wanted to get together to watch the battle, but the strong wind and snow swallowed up the two shadows.

The sound of gold weapons striking each other came from the sky, which was shocking and stirred between heaven and earth.

Zixia looked at the sky where flames and snowflakes intertwined, and she thought: If the winner jumps back to her, should she believe him?

The Sun Wukong who laughed wildly in the pain and panic of the gods.

The Sun Wukong who was worried on the way west.

The Sun Wukong who woke up from a nightmare and couldn't hide the fear in his heart.

Sun Wukong’s eyes dimmed on the Demon Locking Pillar.

She suddenly realized that she had never known what Sun Wukong looked like.

She only has the Sun Wukong in her heart, the majestic hero who wears golden armor and regards gods as nothing. But why is the demon who pierced the sky, the painful monkey holding his head and shouting "Don't burn my Huaguo Mountain" also Sun Wukong?

Her mind flashed, who exactly did she want to come back to her alive? But she immediately stopped letting herself think about it.