After a small episode, life seems to return to peace. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Every day, Zhan Yibai followed behind the rat demon, like a follower, patrolling the small territory of Qixialing until ten days later.

Zhan Yibai, who was asleep, was woken up by the rat demon.

"What's wrong?" Zhan Yibai opened his eyes without the slightest hint of concern.

At this stage of cultivation, sleep has long lost its meaning. The night is long, and it is better to use this time to cultivate. What's more, his Purple Mansion was originally transformed from the Sword Prison Space.

The mind is contracted, and it is completely possible to transform into a human in it and do whatever you want.

"There's going to be a war." The rat demon had a serious face, and the few ones were not as chatty as before, so he pulled up Zhan Yibai and walked out of the house.

Outside the door, the moon was bright and the stars were scarce, far from the time of dawn.

However, at the foot of the mountain, there were torches, and hundreds of little demons in different clothes and shapes stood in a row crookedly, with solemn faces.

And in front of the team, there stood a sturdy man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, with an eight-foot body carrying a nine-ring golden knife on his back, with a fierce face, although he had a deputy face, but there was still a tuft of "king" fluff on his forehead.

Although it was the first time he saw him, Zhan Yibai was sure that this person must be the king of Qixialing - Mohu.

"Sons!" Mo Hu glanced at the two rat demons who were belated, and after motioning for them to join the team, he finally spoke.

The sound of the rough mine was extremely loud and loud, tearing apart the silence of the night in an instant.

"In!"

Hundreds of little demons all pulled their necks and roared in response.

"That bastard in Lu Jiao, he deceived people too much, just last night, he actually sent a group of minions to wash the blood of the Luofeng tribe under our jurisdiction. Poor human tribe, more than half of the tribe was slaughtered in one night. The food stored in the house was looted, and all the women and children were looted into the Black Wind Ridge for pleasure. Such an act is outrageous. What's more, the Luofeng tribe has always depended on my Qixia Mountains, and there has never been a shortage of annual offerings, and now that they have suffered this calamity, how can we sit idly by? "I have to say that this ink tiger looks rude, but this demagogic eloquence is not bad, "If we shrink our eggs today, what face will we have to survive in this Qixia Ridge in the future." ”

With these words, the little demons below have already made their eyes red-eyed, and they can't wait to immediately kill into the Black Wind Ridge and kill those damned beasts.

"However, Black Wind Ridge should not be underestimated, especially recently, it has recruited troops and horses, and three hundred demons have gathered, so this battle is not easy to fight." Who knows, Mo Hu's voice changed suddenly, casting a shadow on the little demons below.

One hundred versus three hundred, the disparity in strength is very great, don't be at that time, the revenge has not been avenged, and I have folded myself in.

"Hey, hey." Mo Hu saw the changes in the expressions of the little demons one by one, and suddenly grinned with a gloomy smile, "What, are you scared?" ”

No one answered.

Nonsense, it's strange if you're not afraid.

The reason why our brothers gathered in Yiqiqialing is to enjoy blessings, not to give their lives.

If it weren't for Mohu's prestige, I'm afraid someone would have refuted it a long time ago.

"Monkey head, come out and meet your future brothers

。 Mo Hu suddenly turned and shouted to the mountain rock in the shadow on the left.

"Monkey head, who?"

"I don't know."

For a while, all the little demons looked at it curiously.

And Zhan Yibai was shocked when he heard this.

Monkey head? Could it be the owner of the stick? It can't be so coincidental, right?

Following the prestige, sure enough, a thin figure trembled out of the shadows, and after a move of firelight, it appeared in front of the eyes of the little demons, and it was a wild monkey less than three feet tall.

He was short and thin, with pointed monkey gills, and his whole body was covered with finger-length yellow hair, except for a rag around his waist to cover his shame. Maybe it's because of nervousness, and shivering, scratching ears and cheeks from time to time, which adds a little funny, except for standing upright on two legs, there is no human shape at all, as for cultivation......

Zhan Yibai felt it carefully, and his expression couldn't help but become quite weird, there was only the realm of Taiyi, which was far worse than the rat demon.

"Tao Monkey has seen the king and all the brothers." The little monkey, who called himself Tao Monkey, was quite excited, and quickly adapted to the unfamiliar environment, and then saluted Mohu and many little demons.

was originally quite a formal etiquette, but when he used it, it made people laugh.

Listening to the voice of this little monkey, it should not be very old, and it still has some milk, but it also has a sense of cleverness. Anyway, it's easy to get close.

"Monkey head, come over here and tell the sons and daughters about the situation." Mo Hu finally spoke, and as soon as he grabbed it, he took the little monkey in front of him in the air, facing many little demons.

The little monkey was held in the hand by Mo Hu so untouched, slightly embarrassed, but he didn't dare to struggle, and after adjusting his mood, he showed a funny smile.

"Brothers, I was originally the king of Lujiao...... Phew, it's a mountain patrol demon in Black Wind Ridge. The news of the attack on the Luofeng tribe last night was passed on to the king. Those brutes, they are not things, brothers, you don't know how cruel they are......"

"Getting to the point." Mohu was very impatient and stopped the chatter of the monkeys.

"All right, my lord. There are now more than 300 little demons gathered in this Black Wind Ridge, and there are indeed many people, but in my opinion, they are all a rabble, because nearly half of them have just joined the gang, so there is no trust between them at all. Then, Tao Monkey gave a detailed introduction to the situation in Heifeng Ridge.

The general meaning is that although there are many people in the Black Wind Ridge, their hearts are not aligned, and jealousy, fights and brawls can be seen everywhere, stirring up this Black Wind Ridge into a miasma. As long as Mohu sends troops, of course, it can be pacified in one fell swoop.

To put it bluntly, it's for the little demon below to take a reassuring pill.

Not to mention whether the identity of this monkey is true or not, and no matter how credible what he said, the effect is still good.

Morale, which had just been depressed, was quickly rekindled.

"That guy in Lu Jiao originally wanted to expand his power, but he didn't know that he had embarked on the road of seeking death. If the people's hearts are not aligned, how can we talk about combat effectiveness. Sons, after tonight, the Black Wind Ridge will be ours, and everyone who has eggs will follow me. Laid down the Black Wind Ridge and feasted for three days. Mo Hu felt that the time had come, and with a wave of his long arm, he rushed towards the direction of the Black Wind Ridge with the screaming demons. And this also includes the rat demon and Zhan Yibai.

"Big mouse, are you dizzy, haven't you always been involved in such things as war?" Zhan Yibai, who walked behind, grabbed the rat demon and persuaded him.

He always felt that this matter was not simple.

What if the little monkey is a lobbyist sent by Heifengling, and wants to deceive all the demon clans in Qixialing?

Isn't this Mohu's decision a little hasty?

Although today is the first time we have met, because of Qi Xialing's style, Zhan Yibai actually has a good impression of Mohu.

The so-called ladyboy has different paths, and it is simply impossible to want the real you and me. But it is extremely rare for this ink tiger to be able to give a relaxed living environment to the ordinary people under his jurisdiction.

"You think the rat wants to. In the past, the king never thought of me, but this time he deliberately asked people to wake me up, although he didn't say anything, but he didn't understand the meaning? Besides, the strength of this Black Wind Ridge is stronger than ours, and the king can't use all his strength. The rat demon glared at Zhan Yibai with a grumbling heart, "Anyway, if there is a fight in a while, you will have to protect my safety." The sword has no eyes, and the old bone of the rat master wants to live for two more years. ”

"Master Rat, don't you think this thing is strange? The Luofeng tribe was attacked, and it was only a few hours, and the little monkey actually ran over, and also advised the king to send troops. What's even more incomprehensible is that the king even agreed, isn't this a little too casual. Zhan Yibai expressed the worry in his heart.

"Fighting, it's you who kill me, I'll kill you, there are so many ways, I think you're thinking too much." The rat demon pursed his lips disapprovingly.

Yes, Zhan Yibai knows that what he said just now was really playing the piano to the cow.

As for the reasons for this, it is not difficult to imagine.

The most admired thing by demon cultivators is strength, in their opinion, whoever has a hard fist is the boss, not to mention that they don't look down on those conspiracies and tricks at all, even if they have calculations, with their simple minds, they can't come up with any good ideas.

Perhaps in Mohu's head, there is no such thing as trickery.

Since Black Wind Ridge ran into his jurisdiction, burned, killed and looted, it was better to kill and take revenge.

But is it really that simple?

Zhan Yibai's eyes couldn't help but look ahead, and the mysterious little monkey was jumping up and down around Mohu, chattering and not knowing what to say.

Is the appearance of this little monkey really a coincidence, does he have anything to do with the monkey head in Zhu Gangguan's mouth? Or is it just another unrelated monkey demon?

Thinking of this, Zhan Yibai couldn't help but feel a move in his heart.

Zhu Gangguan said that the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick can help him find its owner. In that case, why not take it out and see what the reaction is?

Just do it when you think of it, and quietly, Zhan Yibai took out the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick from Bai Yujing and held it firmly in the palm of his hand.

Airplanes!

The violent struggle suddenly surged from the palm of his hand, if it weren't for Zhan Yibai's preparation, I am afraid that he would have to break free.

Zhan Yibai's whole body was shocked, and he felt the increasingly violent struggle in his palm, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and hurriedly mobilized the true yuan in his palm to try to suppress it. However, something happened to Zhan Yibai's surprise.

Zhenyuan was injected into the palm of his hand, and he originally wanted to suppress the struggle of the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, but who knows, as soon as the True Yuan servant touched the Golden Hoop Stick, half of it was absorbed by it, and then ......

Zhan Yibai's whole body sank, he was caught off guard, and he stumbled under his feet, almost not falling.

"What's wrong with you?" The rat demon beside him was full of doubts.

Although the weather is not yet bright, it will not trip over the road?

"Nothing." Zhan Yi was perfunctory, and he no longer dared to be careless, and hurriedly took back the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick to Bai Yujing again.

！！

It's dangerous!

Zhan Yibai never thought that the Ruyi golden hoop stick the size of an embroidery needle would increase its weight by hundreds of thousands in an instant after absorbing the true yuan.

If it were an ordinary person, he might have been crushed to death just now.

"How could the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, which has always been extremely quiet and like a dead thing, suddenly go crazy?" Zhan Yibai's question is just a fleeting moment, and now, if he can't guess the answer, he is really stupid.

It's definitely inseparable from the monkey in front of me.

Could it be that he is really the monkey head he is looking for, the owner of the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick?

But......

Zhan Yibai really found it difficult to accept such a reality, after all, the little monkey's cultivation was too low.

"Hey, bro."

Just when Zhan Yi's white hair was stunned, a sharp and flirtatious voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Following the prestige, Zhan Yibai's eyes tightened.

At some point, the little monkey jumped to his side, with a strange smile on his funny monkey face.

"You're talking to me?" Zhan Yibai pointed to himself and asked.

"Can you take a step to speak?" The little monkey said with blazing eyes.

"This ......" Zhan Yibai looked around with some embarrassment, and the ink tiger in front of him did not look back, it seemed that he was fooled by the little monkey with some excuse, but the rat demon next to him looked over with a curious face.

"You know?" The rat demon pointed to Zhan Yibai and the little monkey, and said with a gossip on his face.

"Ah, know, know. I've had a relationship before, hehe. The little monkey scratched his ears and cheeks.

……

In the end, Zhan Yibai used a lame reason to send away the rat demon, followed the little monkey, and walked into the bushes on the side.

"Something, bring it." At this time, the little monkey still had the same frivolous appearance as before, and when he spoke coldly, he even grinned and showed two sharp fangs.

"What's that?" Zhan Yibai asked knowingly.

"Pretending to be stupid? Of course, it's a wishful golden hoop stick. Sure enough, the little monkey's answer was not beyond Zhan Yibai's expectations.

"Who the hell are you?" Zhan Yibai did not agree, but asked.

For some reason, he always felt that something was wrong with this little monkey, but he really couldn't see it.

"You are not qualified to know the identity of my grandson. Whatever you did to get the wishful golden hoop stick, hand it over to me now. "It's a threat.

Zhan Yibai raised his eyebrows slightly, and a trace of anger couldn't help but rise in his heart, and he said coldly, "What if I don't?" ”

"Huh?" It didn't seem that Zhan Yibai would refuse, the little monkey was stunned at first, but soon thought of something, "You deliberately took out the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick just now, I think it's not a coincidence." Yes, you must have known the identity of my grandson, let's say, how can you be willing to return the Ruyi Golden Hoop to me? ”

"Indeed, I have been entrusted to seek the master of the rod. But how do you prove that you are? Zhan Yibai was unmoved.

"My grandson...... We don't lie in front of the Ming people, but really speaking, I am indeed not the owner of the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick...... Don't interject, listen to me. In fact, my grandson is just the master's ...... A monkey hair. ”