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The whole live room was a little lively because of Tang Seng's words.

[Anchor, do you really want to climb up? 】

[Elder Tang, this fall is no different from falling into the abyss. 】

[It definitely won't die, this should be a special effect of shooting. However, this lens is really explosive, so special and realistic. 】

[Tang monk hastened to restore Sun Wukong's freedom. I want to give the monkey a big monkey. 】

[Don't grab my big saint upstairs, I'm the one who wants to give the big saint a monkey! 】

[Eat melon, wait for Elder Tang to bury the seal. 】

[Elder Tang must have a skill, right? Take a three-foot jump. 】

[Isn't the upstairs a pen? Sun Wukong didn't say that Wuzhishan can't use spells, and your skills are included in it. 】

Monk Tang Tang sighed at the barrage: "The poor monk's life is only once, and luck is bad.

As soon as I heard the words, netizens even aroused support. Gifts are swiped straight up.

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Ding!

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"The Journey to the West can actually use these rewarding things as seasoning." Tang Seng looked at the system. After the Journey to the West system was upgraded, there was a line of small letters on the top.

V2.0 version.

Open the backpack function at the same time. In the backpack, you can see the seasonings such as the best pepper powder, the best titanium flavor, the best spiced powder, the best thirteen spices, and the best curry powder.

"That is to say the amount of reward will be converted into a variety of seasonings stored in the backpack." Thinking of this, Tang Seng stunned.

According to this rhythm, the path of the West Jingjing is really different. Maybe, learn from a braised lion essence, a white-boiled shrimp prawn, and a fried tiger pepper. It is simply a Journey to the West on the tip of the tongue.

Sun Wukong lifted his head and looked at Tang Seng: "Not yet?"

Monk Tang Tang nodded: "The poor monk go up now!"

Roll up your sleeves and start to climb the mountain. Because Wuzhishan is full of grass and trees, and the top is steep and bare, the vegetation is relatively easy to climb, and there is a place to stand.

Stomp one foot on the tree grass, the other foot clinging to the mountain, climbing up hard.

The screaming mountain breeze rushed forward, and the Tang monk climbed little by little. At this point, he did not dare to entrust it. Death in this live broadcast will actually die. So you must save your life.

And the Wuzhishan is extremely steep.

[Elder Tang, this mountain is so scary, I dare not look at the screen]

[Tang monk, good MAN, I also want to give monkeys to Elder Tang. 】

[I want too, Elder Tang, appointment? If not, I will ask again later. 】

[You idiots, didn't you just say that you want to give a big Shengsheng? 】

[I really admire the elders. This free-hand climbing of the mountain is quite dangerous without protective gear. And the anchor also said that the death of the live broadcast will really die, and I was scared to see it. 】

The words fell off!

A piece of gravel held by the monk Tang Tang was detached directly from the mountain body, and the whole person lost their focus. After sliding down a distance, both hands held only another stone on the cliff.

Chant.

The monk Tang Tang took a deep breath, his face was a bit pale, and his fingers had been scratched by the mountain: "This mountain is really difficult to climb."

I ate for a while and grew up, and climbed again.

When climbing this time, the center of gravity was not all pinned on the hand, but after the foot was stable, try to confirm the force of the other place with the palm. Prevent this from happening again.

"The poor monk does not believe, I can't climb the Wuzhishan!" Tang Seng said.

悟 Sun Wukong struggled to look up in the gap between the five fingers below, because weeds were thick and almost entangled the entire Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong didn't speak.

I was in the next moment.

I saw the monk Tang fell directly from the air: "Oh. Poor monk's mother. The old waist is almost blind. Hemp eggs, come again!"

"The poor monk goes up here, Da Sheng, you are waiting!"

Sun Wukong no longer knows how many times he has seen Tang Monk fall. It took longer than one climb to fall, and it was harder to fall down than to fall. Over time, Tang monks' climbing skills became more and more proficient.

The howling mountain wind seems to have a unique taste in the eyes of Sun Wukong today.

[Elder Tang, see how many wounds you have broken. 】

[I feel bad for Elder Tang. 】

[No one is on this live broadcast. My parents heard that the Journey to the West is also watching next to me. My mother was startled. Your Wuzhishan is really thoughtful and terrifying. 】

[In my opinion, the anchor must be acting. 】

[IQ upstairs, don't talk. You have the ability to climb one by yourself. 】

[That is, you have the ability to climb one yourself! 】

Netizens are attacking in groups.

[Believe it or not, I spit on you with salt water. 】

[I'm an iron fan every day in the live broadcast room, I've seen One Piece before. Now I ’m broadcasting the Journey to the West, and it just gives me a whole new experience. This anchor's show is really good. 】

【me too. After boring work, watching the anchor's live room instantly relaxed me a lot. I like this feeling. 】

The monk Tang Tang himself can't remember how many times he has fallen ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ If I didn't put the cricket on the white horse, I'm afraid the whole cricket would have gone through hundreds of holes.

Woo!

"It's a little bit worse, you can reveal the symbol."

When the result was approaching, it slipped again.

"Mash! Poor monks are not so easy to give up!" Tang Seng touched his painful part, his hands had a lot of bloodstains, and his palms became red with force, but his firm face remained motionless.

Sun Wukong and Tang Seng looked at each other, and Sun Wukong didn't speak.

The monk Tang said: "You wait. The poor monk can definitely lift the charm this time. But don't blast it directly, otherwise you will crush the poor monk and you will be finished."

"Have you heard it!"

"Don't fry!"

As soon as his voice fell, he climbed again.

Sun Wukong slowly looked at Tang Seng's back and sighed.

This breath seems to have been for 600 years.

The howling cold wind blew on Sun Wukong's somewhat bleak face.

The climbing hands of the Tang monk were trembling, but they were a bit weak. His face and corners of his mouth were a little pale, and he kept insisting: "Just hold on for a while!"

"Stay for a while!"

"Stuck again ..."

"Stuck again ..."

"Be strong again ..."

At this moment, the charm on Wuzhi Mountain was finally lifted off, and the whole mountain began to shake. Some exhausted Tang monks were directly shaken by the shaking mountain.

I fell straight down.

"The poor monk is off ..." Tang Seng's eyes darkened in the air, unconscious.

Exclaimed!

[Can the monk die? 】

【This fall, Tang Seng is going to die! 】

[Will he die? No! 】