Unexpected

Chapter 33.

Wukong returned to the mountain, he was not in the best of moods, he had to seal his brother and put his weapon away. He consoled himself with the thought that he would soon see his husband and children.

Unfortunately, it was too quiet on the mountain. Suddenly he saw the body of his husband lying there and above him was a large purple creature made of shadow. Anger appeared behind him, Wukong felt fear and great bitterness mixed with pain and then fury came. He did not know where his children were, his husband was lying wounded. He exploded, burst. He transformed into a large golden monster with three faces. He launched an attack on the purple figure. It was possible to see that both pistacues were fighting in a frenzy, unaware of who they were fighting.

At that moment, nothing mattered. They were filled with rage and pain. Light faced darkness, until the moment of truth came and the sun dealt the final blow, straight into the eye of the purple beast. There was a burst of incredible energy that destroyed everything in its range. When the dust settled. Wukong, exhausted, fell to the ground, he needed a moment to remember what had just happened.

He looked in front of him, at the body lying in front of him, with a smashed eye. Wukong rubbed his eyes, disbelieving, his heart broke. He quickly ran to the dead body, took his moon in his arms. What had he done?!

He began to sob, begging everything that it was just a bad dream, he tried to wake up the moon somehow, but the only thing he gained was silence. The heart that had been given to him stopped beating.

He must have been hallucinating. He had already been hallucinating. It was just a bad dream. He tried to explain it somehow. But how on earth had he not recognized his one and only true husband? What had just happened here? He was so angry... and now he could only blame himself. Suddenly it dawned on him that he didn't know where his children were. In panic, he began to search the island, his castle, every possible place. They were gone.

He lost everything. He was left alone with a sense of guilt and thoughts of ending himself, but he couldn't, he had been immortal a few times, but Liuer too... How? He killed.

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-Hush now, little one. Let's go home, grandpa will take care of you. No, dad. It's better this way.

He brought the forehead of the tiny golden-furred monkey close to his own. Then he wiped its tears.

-Let's go home, sunny.

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And what happened to little Xiaotian?

A certain goddess came across him, giving him the destiny of being a new harbinger of chaos.

A/N
I know, cute ending. 😈😏
If I may ask, please leave a comment if you want a continuation.
Just to know if it's still worth it. I like this story myself.
But anyway, future chapters will be in the Monkie kid era.
Do you think Xiaoming will have a good childhood? (evil laughter)
Take care 😘