Yimeng Huangliang

“Great Saint, why did you follow that thieving baldy to rob the sacred mountain?”
“Ah, it’s a long story. Back then, that thieving baldy grabbed my neck and asked me, ‘Are you coming with me to the Western Heaven, or should I send you to the Western Heaven...’”
“What about you, Marshal Tianpeng?”
“He said he was afraid of getting hungry on the way to the West, so he brought some dry rations along.”
“...”
This is a story filled with joy, scheming, and relentless teasing all the way through.

Journey to the West: Break the entire Western Heaven!

The White Dragon Horse was very frustrated, but someone was even more frustrated!


In the depths of the far-flung starry sky, there was a cerulean planet, with only a patch of land less than ten kilometers in size.


At this moment, a bald man was sitting there, staring blankly at the endless stars. Then he clapped his hands and jumped a bit, before finally losing his patience and cursing, "Tang Sanzang, you've gone too far!


Across the sea, I could still practice swimming; I still had hope of returning.


But you cast me out here, how do you expect me to get back?


After a while... Tang Sanzang calmed down.


Chapter 149: The Secret of Tian Peng