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Some of these people have lost the Ice Grass and know that there is no way to refine it if they are looking for the beast fire, and some simply don't have the Ice Grass and come with the idea of fishing in troubled waters, now that Yan Hua has disappeared and Ye Zhiqiu has left first, these forces have planned to evacuate the Serpentine Mountain Range together.

On the way back, a purple thunder monkey was spotted......

These people are not good people, in the Serpentine Mountains and lost soldiers, the bamboo basket is empty, the mood is very bad, and now they meet a rare purple thunder monkey, naturally they will not let go of this good opportunity to make a fortune!

Everyone knows that the Purple Thunder Monkey Heart is the main ingredient for refining the Purple Spirit Pill, and the price in some markets has reached thousands of gold coins, and there are hundreds of Purple Thunder Monkeys here!

Strangling all these monkeys, just the Purple Thunder Monkey Heart can be sold for millions of gold coins! What's more, the purple thunder monkey skin is also worth some gold coins.

Many things added together, lured by huge interests, this group of "robbers" composed of many wealthy nobles began to bloody the purple thunder monkey gathering area.

For a time, the mountains and forests were full of the screams of purple thunder monkeys and the shouts of people to kill.

"you big. Damn! The fat man slashed down a fourth-order mercenary of the spirit man with a knife, and scolded loudly in his mouth, beside the fat man, two or three spirit men had already died under his knife.

"Fatty, they're coming in again in the woods to the east, what are we going to do?" After Qing'er killed a few mercenaries, he was also covered in blood, listening to the purple thunder monkey on the other side of the forest, he judged the situation in front of him.

The fat man took a deep breath, gasped a few times, and supported his knee with one hand, "His grandmother's, these grandchildren are really difficult to deal with." ”

The fat man looked at the sky, and a touch of fierceness flashed in his eyes: "Qing'er, no matter what, you have to hold on until it gets dark, and as soon as it gets dark, it will be convenient for the monkeys to hide." ”

Creak! Squeak squeak!

The little monkey leaped quickly from the tree and landed in front of the fat man, gesturing something.

The fat man was stunned, looked at the direction of the little monkey, and subconsciously said, "You mean that your elders called us over?" ”

Creak!

The little monkey nodded and ran away quickly.

The fat man followed behind him, climbed half a mountain, and came to the area where the Purple Thunder Monkey Elder was.

The Purple Thunder Monkey Elder squatted on the ground, his furry face was a little sad and angry, and around the Purple Thunder Monkey Elder, there were also nearly a hundred Purple Thunder Monkeys.

However, most of these purple thunder monkeys are some female monkeys and young monkeys who have just been born and do not have much combat effectiveness. Those adult purple thunder monkeys were still fighting in the forest at this time with those powerful big families to protect the territory of the race.

Creak!

The Purple Thunder Monkey Elder screamed heavily, and actually lowered his head in the direction where the fat man was standing.

Behind the Purple Thunder Monkey Elder, hundreds of monkeys followed suit and made the same move.

"Hey, I said, what are you doing here?" The fat man wanted to reach out and help the Purple Thunder Monkey Elder up, but when he raised his hand, he held the bull-eared knife in his hand, trembling slightly.

After half a day of fighting, the spiritual power in the fat man's body is not much, even though he has the support of pills, but those spirits are not paper-paste, he killed several fifth-order masters of the spirit, and teamed up with Qing'er to kill a sixth-order master of the spirit, and the spiritual power in the body is close to exhaustion.

With the support of the elixir, he fought for another two hours, and as soon as he stopped, the fat man found that his palms had stopped listening to his own call because of the long-term fatigue.