After grinding for a long time, the two of them finally sneaked close to the monkeys.

"Listen up! Your Hatred is rising too fast, so remember to keep your Hatred in check. Don't shake the long needle so diligently, just throw one once in a while. From time to time, put spring mud on me, and then a milli needle, see that I am poisoned, use the needle to detoxify, if I lose blood quickly, you can also use a local needle, although the amount of blood is a little smaller, but the hatred value will not rise too high......"

"Wait! Wait a minute! As a flower milk who can only throw long needles, He Yuting said that she couldn't understand what millineedles, other needles, local needles, and short needles were......

Jiro Zhenjun glared at her. "Did I talk about short needles?"

"No short needles?" He Yuting was even more shocked than him.

Jiro Zhenjun looked ahead in silence. There are fifty little monkeys in front of them, plus a monkey king, and it looks like the monkey's head is surging. No matter how high his strength is, he can't fight the fifty-one monkeys and keep them safe. Those monkeys were originally set to rush up as soon as they stepped into the attack range.

He sighed and said with self-pity: "The big husband can bend and stretch!" ”

He Yuting looked at him apologetically. "Can't you fight?"

Jiro Makoto looked at her.

"Or can we call Meat T and Bloodyin to come over and help?"

He Yuting's sentence "we" very coincidentally pleased Erlang Zhenjun. He shook his head happily. "Look at your mission, have the fifty little monkeys and the monkey king all been completed? Don't have a bottle of cider left? ”

He Yuting checked the taskbar again and nodded.

Erlang Zhenjun has a bottom in his heart, but his face is even more sad.

"What's wrong?" He Yuting asked nervously. The task is hers, but she wants Erlang Zhenjun to go into battle to kill the enemy, and she is somewhat unbearable. She carefully looked at every detail change in Erlang Zhenjun's expression, gritted her teeth and said, "Let's call Meat T and Blood Yin over." ”

It's always flesh and blood.

Erlang Zhenjun was immediately a little unhappy. "Why can't you live without them?"

"That's two plastic brothers!" As soon as He Yuting thought of these two two people throwing their hands and following the big team to Kou Island, she was angry.

"You don't need them!" Jiro Zhenjun shook his head solemnly.

He Yuting didn't understand. Isn't it a monkey head that is hard to kill? He doesn't want foreign aid now?

"If you call me by name, I'll be on a killing spree!" Jiro Zhenjun said solemnly. "My name can break the seal, and the power of the Martial God will increase greatly!"

He Yuting's face was expressionless: "Second, Lang, Zhen, Jun!" If you make it up a little more outrageously, maybe I'll believe it! ”

Erlang Zhenjun: "...... I'm serious. ”

He Yuting stood up. "You can't, I'll do it myself."

Jiro Zhenjun sighed and pulled her down. "Why are you so hard to coax?"

He Yuting snorted slightly.

"Okay, if you like to throw long needles, throw long needles!" Erlang Zhenjun was helpless, took out a piece of medicinal radish from his backpack and slowly gnawed it.

"What are you eating?"

Jiro Zhenjun glanced at her resentfully: "Medicine that increases hatred value." ”

He Yuting was embarrassed.

"Let's go in the other direction." He stepped on the boundary line of the monkey group's attack range, and took He Yuting around the path to the river. A group of monkeys watched them move vigilantly, just because they didn't step into range and didn't make a move.

"You stand here and don't move, and when you see me start running, you turn around and jump into the river, you know?"

He Yuting nodded as if she didn't understand.

"Don't forget to throw me a long needle in a moment."

"Don't you need a short needle?" He Yuting asked a supplementary question.

Jiro Zhenjun sighed and rubbed her elm head. "Just throw the long needle and spring mud. If I tell you to run, I'll run to the river right away, you know? ”

"Understood!"

Jiro Zhenjun nodded, then looked at her.

He Yuting was extremely nervous. Today is no better than yesterday. Yesterday it was five people who killed monkeys together, and there were four DPS among them. Today there are only two people who come to kill the monkeys, and one of them is still a rough embryo vase, which is not good to look at and useless. Now Jiro Zhenjun looked at her expectantly, as if he hoped that she would release a big move first to give a signal. "How?" He Yuting couldn't bear not to flip through the skill panel.

Erlang Zhenjun: "What about your pure heart?" ”

He Yuting still found the skill panel-

Calm the Heart: Increases the maximum Qi and Blood of the target target by 5% for 30 minutes.

"Huh?"

"Wow! Is it the first time you know that Wanhua has this skill? Erlang Zhenjun said angrily: "Before, because of Brother Hua with the team, he has always thrown out a clear heart and calm, otherwise what do you think he is doing from time to time with a pen and drawing a semicircle in the air?" Dance? ”

Yes, she always thought that Hua Ge had a hobby of dancing...... It was originally intended to add a buff to the whole team.

He Yuting smirked and poked the skill panel with one hand. A burst of force struck, controlling He Yuting to stretch her limbs like Brother Hua.

A shallow layer of green light floated all over Erlang Zhenjun's body, and he couldn't see it for a moment. Jiro Zhenjun nodded. "You should look good when you dance."

"Thank you so much." He Yuting muttered and threw a spring mud flower at him. The lotus flowers shimmered with green rays and floated into Erlang Zhenjun's body, turning into a shallow green halo covering Erlang Zhenjun. In the next second, Erlang Zhenjun blew a whistle, and the war horse appeared out of thin air, neighing and running towards the monkeys.

Erlang Zhenjun stepped on tiptoe, one step in place, and easily got on the horse. A spear was danced by him, and he went straight to the monkey heads that were whistling at the screeching of the monkeys. Countless monkey claws grabbed at him, but instead of entanglement with it, he manipulated the disappearing war horse to leap up suddenly, and he made further progress on the jumping horse.

He Yuting narrowed her eyes and looked at him like a Monkey King, although she didn't drive a somersault cloud, she was even more unstoppable and took the Monkey King.

For a moment, she was slightly in a trance, and saw the scene of her father sitting on the throne with one hand on his chin, and he jumped up and shot his father and emperor directly from the brawl between the two armies...... He Yuting blinked, quickly lowered her head, and didn't dare to look at the battle ahead.

Ever since she drank a pot of fairy fruit wine, she could recall her past life almost every moment. She still remembered holding a bloody human head, groaning and screaming—no matter how many wrong things he had done, he was my father!

"What about me?" The tip of the jade-faced Langjun's spear was pressed against her forehead, and a little coldness penetrated into her heart. "What am I yours? What is the Yu clan who was slaughtered all over the house by your father's order! Countless red-eyed Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals prostrate behind him, countless bloodthirsty eyes peeking at her. The thought of so many people longing for her death made her tremble. But he didn't give her any more shelter.

"It's better to kill me and sacrifice to the sky." He Yutian remembered that he simply leaned his head over and pressed against his receding spear. If she wanted to see a hint of affection on his face, it would be in vain. The futility was enough to discourage her. He kept her just to hold the new emperor hostage. So she burned her bones and burned her heart and fell into a demon.

As soon as the moat is completed, the immortals and demons are no longer in the same way.

"Run!"

He Yuting blinked and raised her head. As soon as I looked up, I saw a group of red-eyed, squeaky monkeys rushing towards the sky.

"Wow-" she cried out louder than fifty monkeys, and the monkey at the front was pierced by her magic sound, and spat at her feet. The monkeys in the back are not so easy to dismiss. The loss of their companions stimulated them like chicken blood from twelve injections, and the tips of their white fur were faintly bloody. But He Yuting's feet were like heels, and she couldn't move when she was nailed to the spot.

Erlang Zhenjun cursed secretly, and rushed to her, carrying her on his shoulders like a rag bag. It rushed straight into the middle of the river.

The cold water of the river poured into her mouth and nose, and she struggled to break through.

The monkey is neighing above and has not yet returned. He Yuting felt that she was really stupid, and she was about to drown like this. Someone came over and put his mouth against her mouth, and took a breath of true anger.

It's Jiro.

She grabbed his arms tightly as if she were invited.

Jiro Zhenjun took out a free hand to clasp the back of her head tightly, pulling her towards him continuously. A tongue poked in, unscrupulously searching every gap between her lips and teeth, not allowing her to flinch the slightest, holding her, and lingering to death.

When there was a lack of oxygen, a red mist rose in front of He Yuting's eyes. On their wedding night that year, it was also red as far as the eye could see. But it was a festive red, her eyebrows were crooked, and he was tender like water. A concentric knot was gently placed in the palm of her hand, and his whisper still echoed in her ears: "Qing's heart follows my heart, and I will live up to Qing's lovesickness." ”

Yes. He Yuting remembered. It was indeed she who lost him first.