The little monster and the sea monk were stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to move or evacuate for a while.

When the two youkai were at a loss, the thing they pulled down made a "humming" boar call.

"A wild boar. The vigilant guard said a word, and was just about to turn back, and said strangely: "Hey, why is this wild boar still glowing?"

The little monster turned his head and saw that the big bald head of the sea monk was shining in the sun, and the refracted sunlight was particularly eye-catching.

Seeing the guards coming slowly, the little monster touched the quack in his hand, and quack immediately swallowed the bald head in one gulp.

Then he swallowed the little monster and the thing that was pulled down into his mouth, leaving only the yellow frog to hide in the dead grass.

The guard came over and pulled it, but he didn't see anything because it was the same color as the grass.

"I thought there was some treasure. The guard muttered, turning and walking back into the arena.

Only then did he release the three monsters, and the monster that made the boar cry looked back at them, "What are you pulling me for?"

The monster was petite, not yet fully degraded into a human form, with a tail behind it and a piece of skin on its forehead that resembled a cat's face.

Its eyes were like beans, staring at them intensely.

The little monster pushed the sea monk.

Monk Hai didn't give it to others, so he could only bite the bullet and say: "Nature, nature is like this, you swing your tail, thinking that ** us." ”

"Hey, you have this hobby too?" the monster looked intimate, "Me too, I want to move when I see something shaking." ”

As he spoke, the monster flicked his tail in a way of enjoyment.

"Hehe", the sea monk who was in the middle of the arms echoed with a dry smile, and then approached the monster, "Brother, what were you looking at just now?"

"Slaves. The cat-faced youkai pointed out of the grass.

The little monster and the sea monk went out and saw that many people had gathered in the clearing of the woods, most of them slaves.

They were dressed in rags, with thin yellow faces, and their eyes were dull in the center, surrounded by some saber guards.

Slave owners, on the other hand, were surrounded by guards and sat in a well-built shed to drink.

There was also a beautiful female slave waiting beside her, fearing that the slightest mistake would lead to death.

"You want slaves?" After looking at it, Monk Hai turned back and asked the monster with the cat face.

The monster nodded, "Don't you think it's a shame to find a slave to serve you?"

The sea monk and the little monster glanced at each other.

He approached the cat-faced monster and whispered, "Do we have better slaves? ”

"What slave?" the cat-faced youkai looked at them curiously.

"Giant slaves, who can go to the kitchen and fight hooligans, are by no means comparable to these emaciated humans. Monk Hai said.

"Giant slaves?" the cat-faced monster looked at them suspiciously, and now there are giants in the Eastern Wilderness?

"Really, in the belly of this yellow frog, why don't you go in and have a look again?" Monk Hai pointed and quacked.

"Forget it, I still don't want it. The cat-faced monster waved his hand, if he couldn't get in or out, wouldn't he become a slave himself.

"I can sell you cheaply. Monk Hai said pretentiously, causing the little monster's eyes to widen.

"But I'm going to grab it. The cat-faced monster said, "I don't have any money." ”

"No money, then you're a miserable monster. Monk Hai said.

"You're rich?" the cat-faced monster asked rhetorically.

"Well, the three of us monsters are all miserable. The little monster concluded.

The three monsters crouched down, their backs to the direction of the slaves, and sighed at the same time, sighing that they were also the fallen people of the end of the world.

"Hey, it's a bit inappropriate for us to call ourselves monsters, right?" Monk Hai suddenly woke up.

The little monster was about to talk, when a woman's scream came from behind him, "Waste, I don't have any breasts." The slave owner cursed.

The three youkai poked their heads out of the grass and saw the slave owner's hand pull out of the clothes on the chest of the slave woman who was waiting.

He scolded and wiped his hand on the female slave's face, "Well, the posture is good, and it tastes good when you think about it." ”

He waved his hand, "Drag it down, cut off a few taels of meat and drink it." ”

The guards were surprised and went up to drag the female slave.

"My lord, spare my life, my lord. The female slave broke out, stepped forward and hugged the slave owner, crying and begging for mercy.

The slave owner kicked the female slave away, causing the guard to hold her shoulders and drag her legs down.

"Don't wear out her ass, her ass is quite warped, and the taste is not bad. The slave owner admonished.

"How do I think he's a monster. The little monster said.

"That is, Monk Hai still doesn't laugh at Monk Hai's bald head. Monk Hai touched his head and said.

"Why don't we save her?"

The cat-faced youkai eagerly suggested, "This slave is the most beautiful, and I can't look down on anything else." ”

"We can't do it. "Monk Hai said that they only play tricks on people and rarely confront people head-on.

The three youkai were still discussing, and the female slave was held down after being dragged away by the guards.

Just as she was about to rip off her clothes, there was a "poof" when a sword suddenly passed through the guard's chest and fell to the ground, leaving a large hole.

The sword fell crisply to the ground, and in front of the little monster, he was surprised to see that the sword had deep thread grooves.

There was the flesh of the guards on it.

"Who, who. "After the sudden change, the slave owner stood up like a spring.

The many guards around him also drew their swords in their hands, and watched vigilantly behind the fallen guard.

In that direction, there was the sound of feet stepping on the dead leaves, clear and crisp, which made the guards' heartstrings tense.

The woods were quiet, everyone held their breath, and even one of the guards swallowed and regained his grip on the hilt of his sword.

Finally, in the sound of "rustling", a girl in a big red robe turned out from behind a tree with a long skirt.

Her hair is like snow, her face does not have a trace of wrinkles, and she is as tender as a double ten girl.

Her feet were untouched, revealing white, delicate feet and ankles, and her gait was calm and light.

No one could see her face clearly.

Because she wore a cat's mask, her eyes were always lowered, and she never left the white cat in her arms.

"Who are you?" asked the slave owner, standing behind the guards.

The woman didn't answer, but continued to move forward, her long skirt dragging like a river of blood.

In the gray and yellow woods, on a monotonous winter day, seeing such a strange woman, the three monsters were also stunned.

Only the monster with a cat face stared at the cat in the woman's arms without blinking.

"Hey, do you see that girl? I'm going to be her slave sooner or later. The cat-faced monster said.

The little monster and the sea monk nodded at the same time.

As for the slaves, they watched the scene blankly and numbly, as if it were none of their business.

Only the slave, who had almost had her breasts cut off, looked at the girl with gratitude.

"Don't go any further, or we're welcome. The slave owner shouted, motioning for his men to escort forward.

The guard who took people's money and money held his sword, stepped forward vigilantly, and was about to stop her with a sword, only to see the woman's hand stroking the cat and pushing forward.

Out of thin air, two swords pierced the chests of the two guards at the same time.

The woman staggered past them, and the blood splattered right on the robe behind the woman, making it even more blood-red.

"Up, on, kill her. The slave owner was frightened, beckoned the guards to rush forward, and he himself drew his sword.

"Meow", the white cat in his arms screamed, and suddenly countless long swords appeared out of thin air, instantly piercing the chests of the guards.