"Cough." Tang Luo coughed, "I said don't call me grandpa."

The little monkey is called "Sun Wutian". Yes, that's right, Tang Luo's bad taste in Sun Wutian, but they are all the "Wu" generation, which is not suitable.

So it was changed to Sun Wutian, which sounded more domineering than Qi Tian.

Anyway, Sun Wukong was happy to hear it. The little monkey back then also waved a "golden cudgel" that Sun Wukong asked someone to refine for him, saying that he must learn from the king in the future and make a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace.

The gods with heaven frowned after hearing this, and felt that things were not simple and simple dreams.

"But, what's not the Holy Monk Grandpa?"

Sun Wutian was the purest expression of his heart in front of Tang Luo and the others, and he was like a child.

In terms of seniority, Sun Wutian is Sun Wukong's monkey, and Tang Luo is Sun Wukong's master.

Then, there is no problem calling grandpa.

"Call Master," said Tang Luo.

He is not the uneducated monkey Sun Wukong, he likes to be called "Grandpa of Great Sage".

A group of monsters said, "Grandpa Holy Monk, please spare me!", "Grandpa Great Sage, help me!" It sounds strange.

"Saint monk!" Sun Wutian said again, it still sounded strange.

Forget it, Tang Luo is too lazy to correct it.

"Tang Xuanzang! What do you want!" The golden-winged roc eagle who was hung aside opened her mouth.

"What are you still standing there?" Tang Luo looked at these monsters and monsters, "Please commit suicide. Do I have to save you personally and send you to hell?"

"Arrogant!"

The white elephant and the golden-winged roc eagle shouted together.

You are indeed a difficult opponent, but what is going on now? You dare to do this...

A monk fell from the sky, fell onto the mountain, and fell to the ground, which was the one who asked just now.

Several more monsters shattered their bodies and turned into blood mist, leaving them all without leaving them.

“…”

The golden-winged Roc eagle swept over with sharp eyes, and no one dared to look at him.

Unlike the past, this time I was not afraid of his golden-winged roc eagle, but rather of Tang Xuanzang!

These guys don’t even have the courage to be enemies with the demon monk!

None!

If he hadn't been holding on here, these people might have even been like the white dragon on the ground, waiting to kill, closing their eyes and waiting to die!
Chapter completed!