Little White Dragon Aolie had left, busy with his own affairs, while our master was kidnapped by a mysterious demon creature. The faces of Sun Wukong and his two fellow disciples were quite grim.
Surrounded by dense trees and thorns, and with a blaze of anger in his heart, he was prepared to utilize his Fire Control divine skills to burn all the trees and thorns to the ground.
"Master? Where are you? Do you know now?" In the thorny wilderness of Thistle Ridge, Sun Wukong and his brothers searched for a long time and couldn't find Jiang Liu's traces for a while, so they sent a message to Jiang Liu again.
"Monkey Brother? What did the master say?" Zhu Bajie, with his Nine-Toothed Rake in hand, pushed and pulled, clearing away some of the thorns and vines in front of him. At the same time, he asked Sun Wukong with an urgent expression.
