Jin Ling stepped out of the stone boundary in one step, this was the first time she stepped out in half a year.

Seeing this, Miao Xiang immediately became nervous, pressed her fingers on the strings to be wary of several ghost-faced monkeys around her, and those who dared to move immediately swept over.

After observing this little white monkey for more than half a year, Jin Ling felt that this little white monkey was very similar to himself, relying on that bit of intelligence and disdainful efforts, it was difficult to survive in the monkey group.

It seems that it is the same as the monkeys of the monkey group, one race, but its coat color is destined to prevent it from living in symbiosis with the monkey group.

It is less powerful than the average ghost-faced monkey, but it is more agile than them, and the little white monkey tries his best to grasp his strengths, practice hard, and use his intelligence to get everything he wants.

This kind of thing made Jin Ling see himself.

She and the people in the Yellow Springs Realm looked the same, but at all, she couldn't fit in, and she had to leave here eventually. Therefore, she is also struggling independently by herself, surviving in the cracks, trying to maintain her own heart, and not wanting to be assimilated by the people of the Huangquan world.

But in the end, she, like this little white monkey, was almost killed by her so-called companions, how ridiculous and pathetic.

Jin Ling walked up to the little white monkey, it fell in a pool of blood and was dying, Jin Ling stretched out his hand, but the little white monkey suddenly raised his head, bared his teeth and roared to scare her away, and hugged the thing in his arms tighter.

Half a year ago, it was only a first-order demon beast, and now it is a second-order, but it still can't deal with a group of ghost-faced monkeys.

Jin Ling shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly, took out a Rejuvenation Pill and put it within reach of his hand, "You don't have much time, the monkeys will arrive soon, and you will definitely die when the time comes." ”

Miaoxiang's piano sound gradually intensified, and more and more monkeys wanted to pounce and attack Jin Ling.

Jin Ling returned to the range of the dead tree in a few steps, and Miao Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Why don't you bring it in?" Miao Xiang also knew that even if Jin Ling was busy in the past six months, he had to take a certain amount of time to observe this little white monkey, and it must have a lot of weight in Jin Ling's heart.

Jin Ling didn't speak, sat down with her back against the dead tree, and looked at the little white monkey who was struggling, she also wanted to know how far this little white monkey could go.

The rustling of the leaves all around, accompanied by the sound of dense footsteps and the sound of branches being vigorously shaken, the Monkey King and the group of monkeys are about to arrive.

The little white monkey's eyes showed struggle, but it was only for that moment, it grabbed the rejuvenation pill and stuffed it into its mouth, and the cool meaning swept through the whole body, and the injury was not healed, but the strength was restored.

The Monkey King came with a group of monkeys from three sides, and because of his fear of the dead tree, he left this side.

The monkey's head was fluttering and howling, and several tall ghost-faced monkeys wanted to pounce on the little white monkey, but the monkey king suddenly raised his forelimbs and signaled the monkeys to retreat.

"Roar-" The Monkey King roared angrily at the little white monkey with his fangs, and the momentum came to his face, and Jin Ling behind him could also feel the anger of the Monkey King.

The Monkey King slowly approached the little white monkey on all fours, stretched out his forelimbs, and motioned for the little white monkey to hand over the things.

The little white monkey's arm moved, as if to take out something that was pressed under him, and the monkey king was immediately attracted to the little light that was revealed.

The mutation protruded, and the little white monkey suddenly jumped up, and its small forelimbs grabbed the head of the monkey king at a very fast speed, and at the same time, its body jumped up, and the two retreated and pushed out.

The Monkey King, who was caught off guard, was instantly scratched in the face, and was kicked back several steps, and the little white monkey retreated directly to the edge of the stone boundary with a single blow, and only one more step back, it came in.

Jin Ling saw the little white monkey's body trembling, and he didn't know if it was the fear of the Monkey King or the fear of the altar behind it.

And the Monkey King was attacked by the little white monkey, and when he saw it standing on the edge of the boundary, he just roared angrily and didn't dare to approach, and turned around furiously, uprooting the trees next to him to deter.

This altar seems to have a deterrent effect on all the demon beasts in the witch relic, this is a fear hidden deep in their blood, and no living creature dares to come forward to challenge.

But the little white monkey dared, it stood on the edge of the boundary, the blood on its body dripping down its hair, and in front of the monkey king, it spread out its scarred hand, revealing the purple fruit the size of a cherry, and squeaked weakly twice, and then raised its head and swallowed the fruit under the gaze of all the ghost-faced monkeys.

"Roar-" The Monkey King was annoyed and rushed over without hesitation.

The little white monkey stepped out of his stiff legs, and took a step back with the momentum of seeing death as if he were at home.

This step, it not only challenged the authority of the Monkey King, but also challenged the laws that all demon beasts believed in, this was a small step for it, but it deeply shook Jin Ling's heart, and she heard a shattering sound from the bottom of her heart.

Such a circle is the place of death in the hearts of the ghost-faced monkeys, but what the little white monkey breaks is the ethereal shackles in the hearts of the monkeys, and this step is not the death of the monkeys, but the life that the little white monkeys strive for.

Jin Ling stood up from under the tree and silently walked behind the little white monkey, one small and one large, one in front and one behind, one demon and one person, as if they were integrated into one at this moment, his body trembled, facing the situation of death.

This circle is not the bottom of Jin Ling's heart, her so-called heart, the so-called moral bondage, she trapped herself in it and never took a step, never destroyed it, and was even afraid to touch it.

But now, she has been forced to stand on the edge of the circle like this little white monkey, the little white monkey takes a step back to live, and she has to step out to live.

Jin Ling looked back at the dry divine tree, what she insisted on was not like this divine tree, which had long since dried up and died, and had already become an empty shell, but this was left with this ethereal aftermath.

It's just hypocritical, ridiculous, hopeless!

"Hehe......" Jin Ling laughed in a low voice, Miaoxiang behind him suddenly felt a chill, and the terrifying aura on Jin Ling's body gradually became stronger.

The Monkey King rushed to him, but he still stopped, scratched his ears and cheeks, beat his chest, and didn't dare to get too close.

The little white monkey grabbed its face and squeaked and sneered, then it turned around and pouted its bloody ass at the monkey king, and slapped it twice without hesitation.

"Bang Bang"

The whole group of monkeys was shocked, so shocked that there was no sound, only the 'pop' sound echoed in the forest, and it was spread farther and farther.

All the ghost-faced monkeys in the monkey group stared at the little white monkey with wide eyes, in their race, this action is a bad provocation, and to make this move to the monkey king means to challenge the monkey king.

If you lose, you will die, and if you succeed, you will be king.

At this moment, Jin Ling's heart has the same thought as the little white monkey, a person, no matter how strong he is, will eventually be defeated by a group of people.

Even the group of ghost-faced monkeys in front of him is the same, the little white monkey will be besieged and die if he takes the things of the Monkey King, and in order to live, he can only challenge the Monkey King and make himself the Monkey King.

'Rustle'

The wind grew louder, and the dark void gathered large dark clouds, and the wind blew with a bone-chilling coldness. Jin Ling smiled, her hair was swept away by the wind, a handsome face, a pair of cold eyes, unparalleled elegance, she smiled arrogantly: "Then become the king!"

With the monkey group, even this wild forest can be reached, and in the witch relic, they can all go to the witch relics!

The Ghost-faced Monkey King is to the Little White Monkey, and the Witch Gu Clan's Yuemu is to Jin Ling, all of them are the same-

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