Tang Jing and the little sapling glanced at each other, with a look of astonishment, shouldn't this style of painting when visiting friends? Could it be that there is a monkey's head and a concubine on it? The monkey head is hungry and thirsty as soon as they meet?

"Little sapling, what did the monkey say?" Tang Jing turned his head to ask the little sapling standing on his shoulder.

"It said, you thing that has been stabbed a thousand times, you only stole a dozen barrels of my good wine a year ago, and you came again in just one year, do you dare to show your face? The little sapling translated for Tang Jing.

Tang Jing didn't know if there was a problem with the little sapling's translation, in short, seeing that it was squeaking and communicating with other monkeys, Tang Jing didn't understand whether they understood each other, from their expressions and movements, Tang Jing felt that they could communicate.

So now the little sapling sometimes plays the role of Tang Jing's translator, after all, many little monkeys are really lacking in sign language skills, and their expression skills are not strong, and many times Tang Jing has to rely on the little saplings to roughly understand their meaning.

As soon as Tang Jing wanted to say something, a monkey's voice came from above.

"Hundreds of years brother, drink a few barrels of your wine to count as a ball, don't hide it, no matter where you hide, I can find it for you, isn't it just a few barrels of wine?

A moment later, another voice came from above, and the sapling squeaked: "The monkey told us to go up." ”

Tang Jing nodded, told the little sapling to hold on to himself, grabbed the vine and began to climb, he was not as fierce as a monkey's head, he could jump lightly, fifteen meters.

Tang Jing was only halfway up when an object was thrown from the treehouse.

The thrown monkey head clung to a wooden barrel, grabbed the vine casually, slid down, stepped on Tang Jing's head, and jumped back to the tree house with a kick.

Tang Jing only felt that his head was heavy, and he was caught off guard and fell two meters, if he hadn't reacted in time, he would have to fall directly to the ground, although a fall of seven or eight meters would not hurt anyone, but he was aggrieved.

One person and one raccoon dog hung on the vine and swung on the swing for a minute, in order to prevent any more moths, Tang Jing used his strength to climb quickly.

The little sapling squeaked excitedly and cheered for his father.

As soon as Tang Jing stepped into the tree house, he was about to scold, when a wooden barrel flew in and subconsciously caught it.

"It's so mellow!" A sip of fruit wine is delicious, sweet and mellow, full of fruity aroma, no wonder the monkey head is so excited, and his feelings are thinking about the good wine here.

No wonder the other monkey screamed, and that's how he felt when he was defending Rachel.

"Dad, I'm going to drink too!" the little sapling drooled.

It seems that it was also attracted by the mellow aroma of the wine.

Tang Jing wanted to say that children can't drink, but they can feel the warm current coming from their stomachs, and they are sure that it is the spirit fruit brewing.

After a big snort, after a wine burp, the little sapling jumped off Tang Jing's shoulder, it staggered a few steps, it felt that the world was spinning, and it felt that its body was a little floating, it squinted its big eyes happily, and its face was full of intoxication.

Tang Jing saw its appearance as a little drunkard, and sighed in her heart, "Little saplings are not allowed to drink in the future." ”

Tang Jing didn't want it to be a little drunkard.

The little sapling woke up a lot of wine, and it squeaked anxiously: "My little sapling is a man, isn't it natural to drink? Why are you not allowed to drink?" After speaking, the little head shook again, and after a few turns on the spot, he lay on the ground with a click, and fell asleep with a watermelon-like belly.

Tang Jing also softened her forehead and put down the wooden barrel, "This fruit wine has really great stamina!"

Take out the three-piece set of the little sapling to sleep, first put the little sapling on a small animal skin, put a pillow on it, and cover the small sheet.

After packing up the little sapling, Tang Jing shook his head, he felt that he was also a little unbearable, and he needed to sleep well.

The monkey squeaked out laughing when he saw their father and son like this.

"Humans? Monkeys, what's going on? How do you bring a human here? You know I hate humans the most. A monkey with two pairs of pointy ears roared at the monkey's head with anger on his face.

If the monkey's head is like a mandrill, then this monkey is like a long-tailed macaque, not as hideous as the monkey's face, especially the handful of hair on the top of its head, which makes it look a little cute.

The monkey head grabbed the monkey wine that Tang Jing put down, snorted, and burped in satisfaction, "Old Peach, I really didn't come this time to steal wine, but for this little guy." ”

Old Peaches still roared, "I don't care if you're close to humans, but I don't like it, take him and leave immediately." ”

"Haven't you had enough of the suffering of mankind, and I still need to remind you of their treachery and wickedness?"

The monkey squeaked nonchalantly, "This little guy is an exception, believe me." ”

Old Momoko still shook his head, "While I can still control myself and take him away, you can drink it on the way with a barrel of wine." ”

The monkey head put down the barrel, and the monkey's face was full of seriousness, "Trust me once! ”

The old peach suddenly ripped off the animal skin on his body in excitement, pointed to the pitted and horizontal wounds, and finally stopped at the wound on the belly from the chest to the navel, and roared with a hideous face: "How can you make me believe in human beings?"

Although Tang Jing didn't know what the two monkeys were arguing about, he knew that it must have something to do with him, because the long-tailed macaque with four ears looked at him with hatred and disgust.

When he saw the wounds on the long-tailed macaque, he understood a little that it was a human sin, no wonder he was so unkind to himself.

The monkey head sighed, seeing the excited old peach, it knew that if Tang Jing hadn't been brought by it, it might have been killed a long time ago, and the damage caused by humans to the old peach was too deep.

Before coming, it had thought about it, and it had also thought about the current results, but for the sake of the future of the monkeys, it still decided to bring Tang Jing to give it a try.

It felt that if Tang Jing couldn't let his old friend agree, then its hatred for humans might not go away, animals were very simple in some aspects, and it didn't want its friend to live in hatred all the time, and he would not be able to get relief until he died.

In the past, there were many humans and mercenary groups of all kinds in the monkey group, but without exception, they were all killed by the old peach

Erjing, and even sometimes leave the territory to find those mercenary groups, so he violated some unspoken rules of humans and Warcraft, and later attracted the attention of the human bigwigs, and the matter was very big, and the Warcraft bigwigs and the human bigwigs in the core area of the Red Refining Forest fought, and then the two sides reached some kind of agreement, and the old peach was forced to stay away from the clan, and he couldn't go back home.

If it weren't for the fact that more than 200 years had passed, the old peach's personality was finally not as irritable as it was at the beginning, and it really didn't dare to bring Tang Jing here.

"He's now the third leader of the clan. ”

The old peach's eyes turned from blue to red, his sharp teeth slowly revealed his lips, and his body of about one meter and two began to grow taller and bigger, and the bones of his whole body crackled and exploded, and the reason in his eyes quickly lost as his eyes turned red.

Tang Jing felt a killing intent like a substance enveloping him, and the wine was immediately frightened awake, he tried hard to move his body and crush the soul card in his hand, but unfortunately he couldn't even move, he could only wait helplessly for his fate to be decided.

He believed that it was impossible for the monkey to allow himself to be killed, because he understood his importance to the monkey group.

Although it is not his style to hand over his fate to others, but now that the initiative is in the hands of other monkeys, he has to do this, if he interjects indiscriminately, provokes it, and makes it completely lose its mind, he will be in danger.

"I don't care if you make human friends, but do you want the race to be destroyed? Why don't you just let the patriarch be him?"

"If he's willing to stay in the tribe, I can give it to him. "The monkey's body is also changing, the body is tallening, the hair is turning red, and the two tails are also getting longer, one left and one right sandwich Tang Jing in the middle, in case Tang Jing is suddenly killed.

"Are you crazy? You're being controlled by a human? Is this a human? I'm going to kill him right now. ”

The treehouse suddenly squirmed, as if it was alive, and sharp wooden thorns quickly pierced towards Tang Jing, who couldn't move.

Tang Jing watched as countless sharp wooden thorns pierced at him around him, and the more he did, the calmer he became.

The two red tails, like a spiritual snake, instantly wrapped Tang Jing tightly, and the wooden thorns were tied to the tail, and they were not allowed to enter.

The monkey head sighed, it seems that if there is no fight, even taking Tang Jing away has become a luxury.

Just then, a milky squeak sounded.

The little sapling softened his big eyes and asked with a confused expression, "What are you doing monkey head?

The monkey head pointed to Tang Jing, who was wrapped in a tail behind him, "There is a monkey who wants to kill your father, so I protected him." ”

As soon as the little sapling heard this, his eyes immediately turned from brown to cyan, and he stood up, and the little sapling, which was completely in a state of battle, had a completely innocent face and began to grin at the old peach.

If you want to be bad for your father, you are the enemy, and you don't have to think about the little sapling to come to this conclusion.

Four wind blades instantly formed around the small sapling, and cut them at the old peach, and with a kick of the small short leg, the right claw opened, and five black and shiny claws popped out of the fluff and grabbed the old peach's face.