Chapter 239: A Hundred Years

Kai didn't answer him, just looked at the west silently. The mirage followed the direction he was looking, and then, seeing nothing but the mountains, he walked over.

"Do you need me to come with you?" Mirage asked.

"Yes, you can come if you want." Kai replied coldly, as always, emotionless, his handsome face revealed a slight pale complexion, which made people frightened, but Mirage felt a trace of sympathy, because he had read Kai's story, Kai seemed to be carrying something for his sister, although he didn't know, but along the way, Kai would definitely go through the most difficult times until he reached the Great Wall.

The two of them walked silently like this, and a black aura appeared on Kai's face from time to time, "Kai, are you okay?" ”

Kai didn't say a word as always, sweat was already on his forehead, dripping, as if his body was struggling with something, and finally, Kai sat down on the ground, "Water, I want water." ”

Mirage grabbed Kai's kettle and ran for a long time before coming back, Kai was fine at this time, but he tired Mirage half to death, "Hey, hey, what's wrong with you just now?" Mirage collapsed on the ground, hugged the kettle, and drank it in a big gulp.

"It's fine." Kai stood up, gripped his knife tightly, and looked at the mirage, "Let's rest here for a while." ”

"Well, you're pretty relaxed." The two of them seem to have a little more fetters in the dark, and they can't say it clearly, and they don't know the way.

At the same time, Xiao Jiu seems to have watched a movie, the protagonist of the movie is Monkey King, this battle is falling apart, everyone wants to kill Sun Wukong, everyone is besieging Sun Wukong, that monkey, as if the real demon god came to the world, the golden hoop stick fell from the sky, smashed the chains on his hands and feet, at that moment, all the demon seeds turned against him, the bottom of the Tower of the Sun was like a bomb, the ninth layer, the eighth layer, Sun Wukong is like the Demon King of the world, a golden hoop stick, and the Bull Demon King, They are all desperately fighting for freedom and survival.

Xiao Jiu saw Nuwa again, as well as Pangu, and two unrecognizable heroes, the four of them stood tall above the Nine Heavens, looking at all this expressionlessly, "Is this guy breaking the confinement?" The voice of the gods was able to be heard by Xiao Jiu.

"Shall we do it?"

"What Monkey King? It's just a monkey. ”

"After all, it will be crushed into dust by history, don't care."

Sure enough, Xiao Jiu saw it, Erin shot her arrow, a real god-killing arrow, Sun Wukong's golden hoop stick hit out, the arrow did not change the direction a little, although it did not penetrate the golden hoop stick, but the arrow shook the golden hoop stick out of his hand! He watched the monkey being pierced through the chest by an arrow, blood gushing out, at that moment, the smoke on the battlefield stopped, the blood-colored sun gradually disappeared in the dark clouds, rolling thunder, the monkey was nailed to the mountain like that, Erin's eyes did not have a trace of emotion, faded out of people's sight.

Xiao Jiu seemed to hear the voices of many people again, "What Monkey King, useless monkey." ”

"It's legendary."

"Losers don't deserve to be remembered by history."

"There is such a Monkey King, who leads you and protects you. After that, you have nothing to fear. ”

I don't know whose voice it is, and I don't know where it came from, Xiao Jiu only knows that after a hundred years, the corpse turned into a stone, a stone that he has sat with it for a hundred years.

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