The Monkey King

The biting wind blew past him, drying the blood on his body, leaving only a little bit of scarlet still covering the down, like burnt red soil.

The injuries on his body had been simply treated. He sat blankly on the charred ground, put the Cloud Walking Staff on his shoulders, and looked up at the western sky: "You and Yue Chao go first, protect those The injured monsters go first, taking the little fox with them."

That gaze was as plain as water.

In the distance, the remaining monsters were being reorganized to prepare for the coming battle, and the two captured Heavenly Army warships were ready to take off.

"What about you?" Yang Chan stared at him closely: "Do you really want to stay and wait for the Demon King? Maybe not only that, but also a heavenly army..."

The monkey lowered his head, pursed his lips, and blinked his bloodshot and tired eyes: "There is no way to escape even if you want to, right?"

"I can erase all your traces so that he can't track you!"

"But can you also erase their traces?"

They refer to those pitiful monsters in the distance.

They were looking at the monkeys quietly with their eyes open.

There is no escape from those eyes.

A depressing atmosphere spread.

The monkey lowered his head and Yang Chan clenched her fists.

Silence, only the whistling of the wind.

After standing there blankly for a long time, Yang Chan took a deep breath, tried hard to calm down her emotions, looked at the monkey blankly, and bit her lip: "Promise me that you will only fight this once."

"Isn't the fight not over yet?" The monkey turned his face sideways and smiled stupidly, his voice trembling slightly, as if he was a cheat and guilty.

"Do you know who you are facing?" Her voice suddenly rose an octave higher: "That is a dragon demon from the Taiyi Sanxian in the God Transformation Realm, do you know? There is also a heavenly army, Nine out of ten of them are Marshal Tianpeng's troops. Do you think Tianpeng's soldiers can be compared to these ruffians from the Black Turtle Tribe?"

Facing the angry-looking Yang Chan, Monkey raised his head, looked at her, and could only smile: "It doesn't matter who they are, what's important is that I am who I am."

There was a hint of gratitude in his eyes, but what Yang Chan wanted was not gratitude.

That's not what she wants.

She only wanted him to live and didn't want him to die.

"You're crazy, you're really crazy!" Yang Chan gritted her teeth, her body was trembling, and her voice was trembling: "I disagreed from the beginning, and now you actually want to face that demon king!"

"Besides me, who else here can deal with the evil dragon? Is it up to them?"

"Do you think you can change anything if you go?" Pointing to the monsters in the distance, Yang Chan shouted: "Do you think you are really helping them? You killed so many heavenly soldiers this time, and soon the heavenly court will They will come out in droves! All the monsters will be surrounded and suppressed! Do you think you have changed anything? Do you think you are a hero? You are just a madman! A fool! A clown who overestimates his capabilities!"

The hysterical sound echoed in the cold night, and fell into the monkey's ears. I don't know why, but it was so warm.

He smiled, from the bottom of his heart.

Blinking his eyes blankly, he smiled and said, "But there must be people like this in this world, right? Ahem..."

He clutched his chest and coughed violently. Every time he coughed, his internal organs seemed to burst. He coughed up a streak of blood. The pain was beyond words, but he was still smiling.

The internal injuries have become more and more serious, and even the hidden diseases left over from the previous breakthrough have recurred. But he couldn't fall down at this time.

No matter what, you must hold on.

He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and smiled.

Yang Chan's heart ached.

After coughing violently, he covered his mouth, lowered his face, and said calmly: "In fact, I don't really care about the outcome of the matter. But if I don't do it, I might as well die. I don't have what they want. That’s fine, I’m very selfish. I just want to be right with my own heart.”

"Can you keep your heart in mind? Haha." She sneered.

"People always have to do something, no matter whether they win or lose, right?" Monkey stared at the charred ground in front of him and smiled lightly.

There are always things that must be done...such as resurrecting the bird, such as protecting the monsters for the white ape.

Raising his head, he looked at the starry sky, took a deep breath, and exhaled a faint mist, which dissipated in the cold night, leaving nothing behind.

Yang Chan's breathing became more rapid, her fists clenched loudly, and she stared at the weird monkey with wide eyes, tears filling her eyes.

"People always have to do something, people?" Lowering her head, she repeated the monkey's words, raising her head, she smiled, sneered, and smiled bitterly, a sad and disdainful smile: "Human? Hehehehe..."

In an instant, she bit her lip, took a few steps forward, and slapped the monkey on the face with all her strength.

"Snapped--!"

The crisp sound echoed in the night sky.

"Are you crazy enough? Wake up! Wake up!" she cried.

This palm stunned Yang Chan himself, as well as the demons watching from a distance.

Someone even asked Lion Jing: "Do you want to step forward and help?"

In the eyes of humans, fairies are aliens, but in the eyes of fairies, how can Yang Chan not be an alien?

This man and this monster have never been of the same kind.

However, this slap did not stun the monkey.

Yang Chan's hands were burning, but Monkey, who tilted his head slightly, just smiled, as light as water. It was as if he deserved to receive this slap.

She stared at that smile, feeling suffocated and heart-wrenching.

She would rather he slap her back than laugh like this.

Biting her lip, tears streaked down her jade-like face, and she staggered to the ground.

The tears I had been holding on to finally burst.

Yang Chan lowered his head and covered his face and sobbed: "You are a monster! Why don't you understand? Why do you have to do things that humans can do? You are just a monster! Do you know you will die like this? ? Do you know? Can't you be afraid of death like a goblin? You madman! You are ungrateful!"

Tears fell like rain.

She finally cried, crying like a helpless girl, crying like she should have.

It was a momentary collapse, a bursting of the dam.

For thousands of years, in desperate situations, she gritted her teeth and survived. Fighting to the death with the powerful Heaven, she gritted her teeth and survived. Even though she broke with her brother, she gritted her teeth and got through it.

She thought she only had hatred left, and she had no heart anymore.

But at this moment, she was heartbroken and collapsed.

Why are you crying? Why are you crying?

Even she herself doesn't understand.

This is clearly just a monkey.

She actually collapsed because of this damn monkey, who was as stubborn as a stinky stone in a latrine.

Why should we fight against the evil dragon? Why should we keep the unbearable promise?

Why are you so stubborn, even risking your life?

She questioned repeatedly in her mind.

But, hasn’t she been like this for thousands of years?

They have different races and protect different things, but they are still the same kind of people.

But does the world really need people like them?

Even she couldn't explain it herself.

Tears fell from the corners of her eyes and dripped on the back of her hands. She felt like something was tearing at her heart. She felt like she was about to turn into water and evaporate between heaven and earth. She felt like she was about to go crazy...

Countless monsters present looked at her from afar. Looking at this dreamy and beautiful woman, she was so out of sorts.

Lowering his head, Monkey pursed his lips and still smiled: "Isn't this good? I am against Heaven. One day, I will do what you want me to do without your asking..."

"I don't want-" Yang Chan shouted hysterically.

All eyes were on her.

She held her breath and endured it desperately, but the longer she endured it, the more her tears fell. She wiped away her tears, forced out a smile, grabbed the monkey's hand, and said, "We won't fight anymore." Okay? Let’s go back to Xianyue Sanxing Cave, and we won’t argue about anything... Let’s go back to Xieyue Sanxing Cave, okay?”

The voice was pleading.

She stared at the monkey for a long time, but she didn't get the answer she wanted.

Turning his head to look at Yang Chan who was sobbing, he saw this stunning beauty crying in front of his eyes. He blinked his eyes and looked at it for a long time. He stood up crookedly with his walking staff and bowed. He lowered his body and hugged her: "Listen to me, you go with them, and I will catch up later."

"No, I won't leave!" Yang Chan shook his head.

"I'm sorry, don't cry, okay? I promise you that I will keep my life and fulfill my promise. Can we change our deal? According to what you wanted at the beginning."

Yang Chan pushed him away and cried: "I don't want your promise! I don't want -! You are a liar! You do this every time. Sooner or later, you will be killed by yourself!"

In the distance, all the demons looked at them blankly.

Yue Chao held the little fox's hand expressionlessly.

"I don't want this..."

She covered her face and sobbed, and the monkey stood expressionless.

The two just stared blankly at each other.

After a long time, the monkey slowly turned around.

"I'm sorry... I owe Bai Yuan this. I owe him my life."

"What about me? Don't you owe me anything? You take risks again and again. Have you ever thought about me? If you die, what will you give me back?"

"I'm sorry." After standing blankly for a long time, the monkey finally pursed his lips and moved forward step by step, towards the monsters everywhere.

Yang Chan rushed forward and stretched out her hand to grab the monkey.

At this moment, with lightning speed, the monkey turned around and slapped Yang Chan on the back!

"No...you are not allowed to go..."

The scene in front of her gradually blurred, and her delicate body leaned slightly and fell into the monkey's arms.

…

Thousands of miles away, in a simple pavilion in Erlangshen's mansion at Guanjiangkou, an elegant scribe in white was sitting in front of a stone table, holding a cup of tea and about to give it to him.

Suddenly, his body shook, and the third eye that was originally closed in the courtyard suddenly widened.

The next moment, he had disappeared without a trace, and the hanging tea cup fell, spilling the tea all over the table. It rolled but did not land.

…

The extremely fast flight stirred up strong winds, and the clouds made way for him. The earth transformed beneath him, the stars in the sky turned into lines, and the surrounding space seemed to be distorted.

He stretched out his hand and flipped it, streams of light gathered together, and a three-pointed, two-edged sword quickly appeared.

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