Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Monkey King is so bored in front of him

If it weren't for the posture of falling into the water just now, it attracted Shang Moyun's attention. He stretched out his hands and threw himself into the water, and after entering the water, his hands were folded and his head was hugged, and that posture was very similar to the subconscious action of the seagulls he had caught when they entered the water and held their heads with their wings to avoid the water.

Birds, phoenixes...

Shang Moyun unconsciously hugged Su Qianruo tighter, her blood could forcibly break the seal, and the golden monkey said that it would not dare to touch her blood.

Su Qianruo stared at the tense spirit in front of him inexplicably, his waist was bound by him, and he felt that his body suddenly trembled for a moment, Su Qianruo endured the pain and gently snorted against his chest.

He was scared.

Stretching out his hands and clinging to his neck, Shang Moyun withdrew his gaze and looked down at her, "Qianruo, don't be afraid." ”

He wouldn't let anyone hurt Su Qianruo.

Su Qianruo is also very clear about this.

So, she is not afraid, as long as he is there.

Xiao Bao looked at Shang Moyun's expressionless face, shuddered, shrunk his head, and immediately vented his confidence: "I am indeed the phoenix, but I really have no ill will towards you." The person I'm hiding from is practicing the Great Tracking Technique, and your side can prevent him from prying eyes, so I've been following you cheekily. ”

"Really?"

"Really."

Shang Moyun's stiff body slowly relaxed, this place was close to the sealed place, if Xiao Ba really had bad intentions, Shang Moyun could only fight against the water and kill him to prevent future troubles.

For some reason, he has always resisted killing, and vaguely feels that if someone really dies at his hands, a major event will happen that he regrets, and he will not be able to bear the consequences.

"If Brother Mo Yun refuses to believe it, I can make a heart demon oath!"

Demon Oath!

When Shang Moyun heard this, his face was slightly cold.

These three words also touched Su Qianruo's nerves, and she suddenly thought of one thing.

"Mo Yun, we escaped, why are those people still advancing towards the mountain? Are there any other creatures in the mountains? ”

"Yes, have you forgotten that I stole peaches from Monkey Mountain. Monkey Mountain is full of monkey spirits! The golden monkey and Zhan Wuming are both monkey spirits from Monkey Mountain! The hairy old Taoist priest who peeked at me just now was wearing the same clothes as the guy who came to collect me that day, they must be in the same group. ”

Su Qianruo's face changed drastically, "It's not good, Mo Yun, they are heading for Monkey Mountain." ”

64. Shang Moyun said disappreciably: "Why are you so nervous? Zhan Ignorance is one vote for them. The monkey spirit can't bear the loss. ”

He waved his hand to open the sealing ground and walked in with Su Qianruo in his arms.

Xiao Bao hesitated for a moment, then followed, and sat honestly on the stone bench in the corner, carefully looking around.

God's Dead Land!

Xiao Bao slammed at the stone bench beneath him.

Su Qianruo was shocked, "Mo Yun, Zhan Wuming has already died in battle!" ”

At the time of the first Zen Heaven, after Zhan Wuming alone faced the realm Wang Di Chan, he dictated ten thousand immortals, bought enough time for Xiaojin to break the boundary, and then fell.

When he fell, Xiao Jin's heart shook violently, and he could barely maintain the shape of the tree, and many branches and leaves were broken by the barrier of the early Zen enchantment.

Xiao Jin also died in the Realm of Necessity.

Monkey Mountain, without Zhan Wuming and Xiaojin, can it withstand the attack of Longhu Mountain?

"Mo Yun, where did Zhang Xintong go? Longhu Mountain is such a big attack, and the appearance of not dying, what kind of hatred does it have with Monkey Mountain? Zhang Xintong doesn't care? Su Qianruo frowned.

"Who is Zhang Xintong? How will I know where he has gone... Shallow, are you sick? Zhan Wuming fought with the demon collector, and the demon collector might have been beaten hard, so he went back and moved the rescuers to find the field, right? Shang Moyun half-squatted in front of Su Qianruo and wiped her wet hair with a clean handkerchief.

Su Qianruo suddenly pushed Shang Moyun away, with a look of horror on his face.

"Mo Yun... What's wrong with you? Zhang Xintong is the Demon Collector of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, she put the two of us with mustard seeds to the Chu Chan Heaven, and with the help of the power of war ignorance, she broke through the Blue Prison and released the Molian Immortal. You forced her and Mo Lian Shangxian to make a demonic oath to melt their souls, and after the battle was broken, they died in battle, and Xiao Jin's ember soul sent us into the realm of the moment... Don't you remember any of this? ”

Shang Moyun pinched the handkerchief and fell to the ground, "Suddenly... The first Zen day..., a moment... The first Zen day..., a moment... First Zen day! ”

"Don't use your strength again, your time is running out, take her back to the mortal realm, back to Kunwu! etc..."

A magic circle suddenly exploded, and Shang Moyun's ears were roaring, and he didn't have time to hear the last few words he said.

Su Qianruo fell into his arms, and they fell down from a great height together and fell directly into the eyes of the sea.

He is who he is, he is himself.

It is a part of the revival of oneself.

But who are you?

What to wait for?

"Ahh

"Mo Yun, what's wrong with you?"

"Sister Su, get out of the way!"

Xiao Bao suddenly swept over like a flowing cloud, carrying Su Qianruo to dodge Shang Moyun's sound attack.

Su Qianruo broke away from him, pounced on Shang Moyun, and hugged his waist tightly.

"Asano, do you like elves who don't know anything about people, or do you like... Shang Moyun, who held up a piece of heaven and earth for you at the beginning of Zen Tian? Shang Moyun lowered his eyes and pursed his lips.

"I know it's all you! Mo Yun, I don't know what happened to you, but I know that it's all you, not someone else. As long as it's you, I like it. ”

Shang Moyun turned around slowly, his eyes froze, his tightly locked brows slowly stretched, his bony fingers touched Su Qianruo's face, Su Qianruo's face was as bright as the sun rising in the morning glow, her eyes were scorching like hibiscus, her peach blossom lips were dewy, and her beautiful face was like a hibiscus out of the water, looking up at him nervously, and in her eyes, there was only him.

He couldn't take his eyes off.

He can't let her down, he should be the Shang Moyun who is worthy of her affection!

He held her face with one hand, teased his long eyebrows handsomely, and smiled like the warm sun in the sky, "You said that I am the best-looking man in the world, and every woman wants to snatch me and hide me at home." However, I want to tell you that I will grow better and better, and you will like me more and more. "So, don't forget about me.

Su Qianruo was stunned, what did this spirit mean by suddenly saying this?

The back of his neck was numb, and his smile faded and gradually blurred.

In the middle of the monkey mountain, there is already a Shura field.

Monkey Fourteen took the monkeys to avoid the Water Moon Realm.

The king is not there, Elder Jin is not there, and the biggest in the entire Monkey Mountain is Monkey Fourteen. Zhan Wuming drove many adult monkey spirits out of the past three hundred years, in his words, the monkey king was so bored in front of him, but in vain people would make people say that he was a bully.

The adult monkeys all went out to see the world, and when they had seen the world, they came back and defeated him if they wanted to come back and be king.

As soon as the monkeys went out, they ran out like wild horses that had lost their reins, and none of them came back.