When they were underwater, the fifty white monkeys on the water saw that people had not surfaced for a long time, and they squeaked and screamed and retreated to the weeping incense forest.

Erlang Zhenjun rushed out of the water with He Yuting, patting her on the back and whispering to reassure her, while smiling slightly. finally had a chance to breathe fresh air, but He Yuting herself almost died of a rapid heartbeat. Fortunately, she was floating in the water, otherwise her whole body was weak, how could she have the strength to stand?

He Yuting's chin rested lazily on Erlang Zhenjun's broad shoulders, and she didn't want to move.

Jiro Zhenjun slowly swam back to the shore with her.

"So you only killed the Monkey King?" He Yuting herself didn't know that when she was helped off her shoulders by Erlang Zhenjun, her eyes were shining, her lips were like cherry blood, and she had just kissed her mouth. Erlang Zhenjun's heart moved, and as soon as he brought his head closer, he was alertly covered by He Yuting.

Erlang Zhenjun looked extremely serious. "Of course, only kill one Monkey King. The Monkey King died, and the fruit wine came out. ”

He Yuting's eyes were still watery, rippling. "Then you said you had to kill all the monkeys again!" This is deception!

"I kid you not. This mission was originally set to kill the little monkey first and then the big monkey king. Think about it, when you enter the battle circle, fifty little monkeys attack first and pester you, don't you kill the little monkey first to kill the king, aren't you caught back and forth? That's a mortal game. ”

"You're not dead!"

"I'm Tiance after all," Erlang Zhenjun glanced at her dissatisfied. "With the iron law, you can hold your breath and carry it for a while."

He Yuting hurriedly flipped through his character panel and saw that his mental method had indeed changed from the arrogant and bloody battle intent that specialized in attack and extremely high combat power to the iron law of super thick skin and super high hatred. However, "If you change the heart method of the iron law, won't Tiance not attack?" How did you beat the Monkey King to death? ”

Erlang Zhenjun took the spear from his back and slammed it on the ground. "Look again!"

His character panel shows a score of 19011...... 19011！ The glittering spear alone accounted for 6,500 points.

He Yuting was so shocked that her jaw slammed on the ground, and her hands trembled with envy when she touched the spear. "Oh my God! This is the big orange martial arts made of Xuanjing? ”

What Jiro Zhenjun was waiting for was the moment when she took her hand off her mouth. He pecked with lightning speed, "chirp", and then retreated back into place.

He Yuting looked at him with a confused expression: Who am I, where am I, what happened just now?

"Next time, I will take you to catch flowers, and I will buy you a Xuanjing!" Jiro Zhenjun has recovered as if he was fine, Masase said.

He Yuting had a complicated mood: I'm afraid you don't know the origin of this Xuanjing, right?

Jiro Makoto glared at her. If it weren't for the fact that his cheeks were white and red, He Yuting would really think that he was a stinky rascal who knew the opportunity to steal kisses without skin and face. "Don't come to the fruit wine yet! Wait another three hours and the wine will be gone! ”

"Oh!" He Yuting hurriedly bent down.

Jiro Zhenjun helped her remove the stone. The unpretentious clay pot with the word "fruit wine" written on it was lying horizontally in a puddle. As soon as He Yuting picked it up, the clay pot disappeared automatically, turning into a streamer and becoming a task prop in her backpack.

"Don't drink it all up this time!" Jiro Zhenjun reminded her.

was so frightened that He Yuting lost the courage to move her fingers up and touch it lightly. After a while, she narrowed her eyes suspiciously: "Wait, isn't this a trick?" ”

"What's the set?"

"It was only after drinking this pot of wine that I slowly remembered the events of my previous life! How can it be so coincidental that the first task of helping tribute is to kill monkeys and get wine. But the first pot has to be drunk by me? ”

Jiro Zhenjun was expressionless. "You can choose not to drink it!"

He Yuting stared at him suspiciously. She's ...... Bah! Her ex-husband used to be known as the first wise general in the fairy world, treacherous and cunning, and no one can compare. Others can only expect a three-move move, but he can push ten moves at once, and the move is amazing, and the general will be powerless. As long as he has a heart, he can calculate everything unconsciously.

"You don't expect that I want to take a bite, do you?"

"You're thinking too much!" Jiro Zhenjun impatiently rolled up her waist and swam into the water.

He Yuting called softly. "What!"

"Isn't there another mission?" Erlang Zhenjun rolled his eyes, "Take you to the task." ”

They floated down the river to an island in a leafy river. Except for the murmuring of water and the chirping of birds, the surroundings are quiet. He Yuting looked around vigilantly and whispered, "Didn't you say that those two little minions would be running around?" How did you know they must be here? ”

"It's true that the minions are wandering around, but they come here at this point every day at this time. Only this one location is fixed, and the others appear randomly. After speaking, Erlang Zhenjun made a "shhh" gesture towards her. He carried her to the gap between the two boulders on the edge of the island, slid himself in, and beckoned to her.

He Yuting hesitated.

The stone slit was narrow, like a slender keyhole. A straight line, near the intersection of the two stones, there is a small hole. One has to go sideways into it until it reaches the hole to breathe a sigh of relief. But hiding in a hollow, one can barely turn around. I'm afraid the two of them will have to stick to each other.

He Yuting was frightened by his calculations and wanted to refuse directly.

But Erlang Zhenjun beckoned to her again, he didn't make a sound, only made a few mouth shapes: "Small, min, Luo, soon, it's here!" "Look at his expression, he is frank and upright, and he is completely in the style of a Confucian general.

He Yuting gritted her teeth and slipped into the crack in the stone. Sure enough, it's so narrow that it can't be narrower. He Yuting took a breath, tightened her chest and abdomen, and slid smoothly through the gap. As soon as she slipped into the hole, she was grabbed by Jiro Zhenjun's wrist.

The feeling of not being able to break free and not being able to escape frightened her, and now it was impossible to slide out of the waterway. She was stopped by the waist, her two bodies soaking wet together, her back pressed against her chest. The coolness of the water and the ice of the armor could not stop the scorching body temperature, and when she gradually recovered consciousness, she was trapped in his arms and her whole body was hot, and she couldn't tell who burned whom.

"It's here!" Voices came from the other side of the boulder.

He Yuting's whole body stiffened, and she writhed uncomfortably, and was immediately restrained more tightly. A waist-high splash of water made a loud noise.

"What a sound!"

He Yuting was so frightened that she didn't move. This conversation is different from the impression. The two little minions should read the lines according to the script, no matter what movement is around, instead of suddenly saying something.

Erlang Zhenjun's chin rested on He Yuting's shoulder socket, and his mouth was extremely shameless against He Yuting's ear. Where did He Yuting still have the energy to pay attention to the movement outside, she tried to pick at the big hand that was wrapped around her waist.

"Let it go!" Her voice was as thin as a gnat.

"Don't let go." Jiro Makoto replied in an equally subtle voice. As soon as he opened his mouth, his lower lip touched He Yuting's earlobe, closed it again, and gently brushed the earlobe again.

He Yuting's exhaled snort was filled with a burning breath. The surrounding river seemed to be boiling by the scorching body temperature of the two at any time, as if it was about to make a gurgling sound in the next second.

Thousands of years ago, when she jumped into the flames without hesitation, the raging heat almost melted her soul; She finally crawled out of it tenaciously, her immortal bones were burned, her Dao heart became a demonic weapon, and her consciousness was very chaotic. A hunger that seemed to never be satisfied kept gnawing at her internal organs, causing her infinite pain. Someone reached over and pulled her into a cold embrace. She remembered that she hated it for a moment, and opened her mouth to bite the muscles of the other person's shoulder. Then, there was a long, howling sound like a beast's howl, and she couldn't help but let go.

He Yuting blinked, her chaotic thoughts resettled, and she returned to the present.

"No, it's an empty box! Those two brothers died unjustly yesterday! ”

There was a small "ding" from somewhere - the eavesdropping mission was completed!

He Yuting turned her head to look at Erlang Zhenjun behind her in a daze, and wiped her lips against her lips.

"What's wrong?" Jiro Zhenjun looked at her eyes wide with surprise amusement.

He Yuting was stunned for a long time, frowning in distress: "I forgot." ”