Hearing the screams at my feet, I looked down and saw that the monkey that was still alive and chirping just now was actually dead.

A preliminary examination of the cause of death showed that the blood flow in the body was rapidly surging, and the blood vessels burst and died.

At this moment, I realized that the demon seed also has blood vessels.

In addition to the difference in appearance and ethnicity from our race, there are many things that we have in common.

Some are like bull demons, honest on the outside, but cunning on the inside.

Some are like monkeys, treacherous on the outside, but simple on the inside.

Others, like dreams, are free from the world and leisurely.

"How did he die?"

Just as I was stunned and at a loss for what to do, the eagle owl came over from the side, put his arm on my shoulder and asked.

How would I know if he threw this question?

I just followed the monkey's gaze and looked at Yuan Ziang, and before he had time to breathe, he died.

I didn't do anything, and I didn't feel that someone was passing by and assassinating him.

Who did it?

After the eagle shot and asked, my eyes began to scan constantly among the four people who removed me.

I vaguely feel that the murderer is hidden among us.

The purpose of killing the monkey was to prevent him from telling the name of the mastermind behind the scenes.

If the monkey hadn't died, I wouldn't have believed what he said, and I might even have decided that Angela had sent it.

Now the monkey is dead, and still at my feet, with its eyes wide open, and it will not blink its eyes.

Of the four, after watching it for a long time, I didn't come to a conclusion.

They are all teammates and have a good relationship.

For a while, it was not easy to say who was the murderer of the monkey.

So I pursed my lips, didn't say my guess, just replied:

"How you think he died, that's how he died."

When Xiang Xiao and Ou Nuanyang heard what I said, they felt the smell of gunpowder in my tone, and hurriedly walked over.

Separated me from the eagle owl and questioned me alone.

Because I was the first witness, my main subject of their questioning was me.

The eagle eagle was only a couple of sentences, so he asked him to go up to the side to look at the monkey's corpse.

I didn't kill the monkey, the two of them asked for a long time, and then they asked something that they could see with the naked eye.

After being asked, I lowered my head and looked at the dead monkey again, and found that his body was different from what I had seen before.

From what I saw, I was extremely sure that he had a burst blood vessel.

But now, the swelling on his body is gone.

After his face seemed to be depressed, the blue and red face that appeared also retreated.

The whole monkey was lying on the ground, as if it was still alive and kicking up and down.

"What's going on?"

Ever since he was separated from me and entrusted with the task of seeing the corpse of the monkey, the eagle archer was angry with me with his back to the corpse of the monkey, and he didn't even look at the monkey's body at all.

After I finished explaining what I saw, when the eagle heard the sound and wanted to turn his head to taunt me, he saw that the monkey's body had changed.

Hearing the sound of the eagle shooting, the four of us also gathered around, up and down, left and right, observing the dead monkey.

Since the monkey was not examined carefully, most of our current speculation about the cause of his death is only speculation.

After some speculation to no avail, the four of them prepared to dig a pit for the dead monkey and bury some soil.

Just as they were lifting the monkey, the neckline of his coat was opened three times, revealing the monkey hair inside.

I saw that the monkey's fur had a place where it looked like it had been strangled with silk thread.

I don't know if the rest of the inside is the same.

While I was thinking about it, the monkey had been thrown into the pit by them, and it was buried in the ground.

The distance from the monkey is closer, there are silk threads, and there are people who can kill people, but Yuan Ziang is the only one in our team.

However, he was so far away that he had no chance to kill.

A chance to kill?

No, no, he has.

In my head, following the monkey's gaze, when I looked at him.

He can use the puppet to obscure my vision and wrap a rope around the monkey.

Then, as I looked at the puppet he had placed in front of me, I quickly drove the silk thread on the monkey and strangled him to death.

Yuan Ge, a hero, will transform into the appearance of the enemy when assassinated, confusing the enemy teammates.

When you encounter an attack, or when you launch an attack, you will appear in your original form.

That's why he let his puppet, using the monkey's gaze, attract my attention.

Interlocking, chic and sophisticated.

However, I don't understand, the monkey has no grievances with him for a long time, and there is no hatred for him recently, why did Yuan Ziang want to kill him?

Is he worried about the monkeys, will he say something?

I just thought about these in my head, I didn't say it to others, and I didn't run to Yuan Ziang's side stupidly, let alone run to Yuan Ziang's side × learn from the Virgin heroine on TV, and say a word for him.

The King Continent is a land where the weak eat the strong.

It's more competitive than the real world, and it's also more conducive to growth.

As they buried the monkeys and were ready to hit the road, I couldn't help but peek at the expression on Yuan Ziang's face.

I saw him walking with his head bowed, exuding a dull aura around him.

He was thinking, without the monkeys, who else could we find to kill us?

"Qianqian, what are you doing looking back at me all the way? Did you find me? ”

Hearing his words, I threw up all night of food.

He is a monkey murderer, and he still has the face to say such sensual words, won't his conscience hurt?

Seeing that I didn't answer, Yuan Ziang asked again: "Qianqian, is there something on my face?" ”

After his repeated questioning, I learned that the reason why Yuan Ziang knew that I was looking at him was not because of the projection of starlight, moonlight, daylight, or X-ray, but because I was staring at him, which was so hot that it was difficult for him to ignore it.

Awkwardly withdrawing my gaze from him, his eyes lowered, looking at his toes, he followed at the back of the line and began to walk at the end of the crane.

We walked forward for a while, and suddenly a strong wind blew all around.

The wind was so strong that it blew the five of us away.

After the gale, the two of them disappeared, and they became missing people.

And I happened to hang on the branch of the tree, and the wind blew the skirt, and a trace of the coolness of the wind went down the thigh and into the skirt.

I couldn't help but shudder.

"Don't shake the tree!" A familiar male voice, after I kept trembling, spoke in a commanding tone.

I heard the sound and looked towards the source below, but saw that my cheap uncle was holding the edge of the branch where I was at this time, holding Yuan Ziang's arm with the other, standing dead in the wind, not even changing his posture.