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Chapter 463: Little White Dragon's Self-Introduction

Just this self-introduction from Xiao Bailong took half an hour.

The tired and shocked Tang Xuanzang looked at Xiao Bailong for a while, then calmed down and advised himself to remain calm. Then a smile flashed into the corner of his mouth and said

"Hahaha, the donors are really the best in the new era, which shows that they are geniuses who practice martial arts."

After hearing this, Sun Wukong became a little fluttered and said

"Master, don't tell the truth, we are under a lot of pressure."

Then, Sun Wukong and his friends laughed like they were arrogant.

When Sun Wukong calms down, he thinks

"Hey, it's not right, Master, why have we become martial arts geniuses? Is this the plot? Shouldn't we just be beaten?"

Tang Xuanzang sighed and said, "Oh, you don't know yet, it's too out of date."

Sun Wukong said helplessly, "Okay, okay, just do whatever you want, just practice martial arts."

Zhu Bajie thought to himself, "I see, we won't be able to get rid of us if we don't exhaust us."

Sha Wujing said the Tao

"It's good to practice martial arts. I won't just be beaten in the future. Hehehe, I'll become a martial arts practitioner if I accidentally become a martial arts practitioner."

The little white dragon smirked and said, "Okay-----------"

Sun Wukong asked, "Master, so you will be our master in the future."

Tang Xuanzang took another sip of tea and replied, "Smart, you can understand it at a glance. It turns out that he is a good seedling for martial arts."

Sun Wukong said helplessly, "Come on, brothers, come on to be a master."

Sun Wukong and others said in unison, "Hello, Master, please bow to your disciple."

Tang Xuanzang was very satisfied and said, "Okay, okay, okay, okay, I'll accept it. I will practice martial arts with my teacher in the future. I will entrust you with the task when I finish my practice."

Sun Wukong spoke in an O-shaped mouth and said in surprise, "There is still a task, I'll take it, it's unreasonable."

Zhu Bajie advised, "Boss, accept your fate. The person who wrote us doesn't have much ink in his stomach, so let him mess around."

Sha Wujing said, "Yes, boss, this is always much better than running around, and there is food to eat, hahaha, I feel excited when I think about it."

The little white dragon slowly said, "It's pretty good."

Tang Xuanzang smiled and said, "Then you will stay in this Jujinshan Temple from now on. When the time comes, I will make other arrangements."

Xiaobailong asked, "Is Master-Father-Food-Food-Food-Food-Food-Food-Food-Food-Food-Food-Food-Food-Food-Food-Food-Food-Food-Food-Food-Food-Food-Food-Food-Food-Food-Food-Food-Food-F

Tang Xuanzang smiled and said, "Please take care of it, eat as much as you want."

The little white dragon jumped up happily and shouted, "Okay-------"

Tang Xuanzang ordered Biyuan to say, "Biyuan, take you, these new junior brothers to the dormitory."

Sun Wukong asked in surprise, "Oh, Master, there is still a dormitory."

Tang Xuanzang nodded and replied, "Yes, and it's the treatment of a luxurious top-level dormitory in the Tang Dynasty."

Sun Wukong suddenly swore

"I volunteer to join Jujinshan Temple, not afraid of hardship, practice martial arts well, and wish my master and find my master's wife."

Tang Xuanzang corrected, "Sun Wukong, I am a monk and my master's wife. I don't have this common sense, I haven't graduated from elementary school."

Sun Wukong acted coquettishly and said, "I'm wrong, my master, I'll make sure my primary school knowledge in the future."

Tang Xuanzang smiled and said, "This is my good disciple. Go and let Biyuan take you to the dormitory."

Sun Wukong muttered to Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing, and Xiao Bailong again, and said in unison, "As for orders, Master, see you later."

Sun Wukong politely said to Biyuan

"Please lead the way with my senior brother."

Biyuan responded very politely

"Okay, my junior brothers, follow me."

Time paused for a long time.

"Is the story over?" Sun Nanwu asked carefully.

Sun Wukong nodded foolishly and replied, "Yes, Brother Sun Nanwu, it's over for a moment!"

Sun Nanwu let out a long breath, then got up from the bed as if he was exhausted, walked to the window, pushed the window open, sighed with a long sigh

"Maybe the story is like what Sun Wukong said. It doesn't matter whether it starts or ends. The key is the process of thought and language. The initial beginning and the final end seem to be something that others like."

Sun Wukong lay tilted on the bed, listening to Sun Nanwu's words ignorantly. He probably understood something, but he probably didn't understand.

Sun Nanwu breathed a sigh of relief and said

"Sun Wukong, since we are filling up time now, I will take advantage of this time to tell you a story. This story is not very short. You must listen patiently, and you may be familiar with this story."

Sun Wukong applauded, OK, OK, OK, please let Brother Sun Nanwu talk quickly.”

Sun Wukong said, then chose a good position to listen to the story, and waited for Sun Nanwu to speak with his ears.

So Sun Nanwu quickly spoke up about his story, but his story seemed very long and was not suitable for his mouth, so the person who wrote him would help him use the third person to say it better.

The story that Sun Nanwu was going to tell should be an explanation at the beginning, followed by a thoughtful explanation.

The clouds rolled, as if washing the blue sky. The mixed feelings in my mind were another different disadvantage, changing, alternating, meditating, as if I was comprehension of the next peak.

The ancient bell that beats the thoughts rings in the distant land of time, and the ancient songs that whirlwind the sloppy and wild storm that has ever happened. Is this a thought that I have never thought about?

The memories of solid colors, the innocent era, are not far away, but they will also exaggerate the existing four seasons. Is it the long-cherished wish of the meteor?

Or the sentiment of the sea?

I don’t want to leave a phantom in the deep pool of time, and I don’t want to add mystery to the tranquility of the galaxy. The ancient years have been recorded in the merit book.

Is the tears of time because of the original warning?

Are the tears of time slandered by life?

The tears of time flow on the vicissitudes of time, without any loss of face or disgrace. Throughout the long river is the best gift God has given to that person.

Burn away the thorns of time, crush the stone particles of time, fill the gaps of time, and now we can wipe the tears of time.

Clear the trivial little things, stir up the invincible things you think you are, and defend the so-called home with a sincere heart.

You may not understand, understand, or be confused, or you may be confused, and in the end you will become one bitter, bitter, spicy, colorless and tasteless "best dish" after another.

Growing up in the tears of time is soaked with vicissitudes, as if the sad feeling of failure after pursuing an unknown thing. Perhaps that person is a funny clown, shaking his burdens hard on the stage, even if his acting skills are outstanding, he can be exchanged for it.

All was filled with rebuttal applause, sparse.

The tears of time are in my heart, and the salty taste is hidden in my heart, even if it wants to ferment.

A certain memory became more and more profound under the heavy blow of thought, and it couldn't help but make countless hairs on the body open and blood in the blood

There is an irregular sudden movement in the pipe.

Just as others say, "A unforgettable thing, it turns a man with a strong and strong bone into a skinny fool."

Obviously, the person Sun Nanwu mentioned may be a fool.

I really don’t know how long it has passed, I only know that it must have been a long time.

Whenever you encounter pain, you will use the beauty of the past to heal your wounds.

Every time you enjoy the beauty, you will remind you of the pain you once had.

The man felt more and more that he was so pleasant in his memories, making him feel happy for a moment.

So, as the mind goes over and over again, that person will definitely turn that memory into a pen and ink and sprinkle it on the paper, of course, the premise is that the person must be able to write and can write.

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