Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, his mind involuntarily recalling a phrase, "Big Brother, Master has been captured by the demon!" Although his mind wandered a bit, he quickly became alert and looked up, only to laugh out loud with a glance. Indeed, at the moment, Wu Ming was shrouded in a light red mist, making it impossible to discern his features, and on his back, he was carrying something that looked, it seemed, like a person.
Could it be that Wu Ming had dealt with the Zombie King so quickly? But that seemed too fast, didn't it? Could it be that Wu Ming had always been pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger, hiding his true strength, or was the Zombie King just a pushover? As Sun Wukong pondered, Wu Ming, already carrying the so-called person pridefully, ran over. Seeing Wu Ming's appearance, almost unharmed, and his smug expression, Sun Wukong couldn't help but become playful.