The scheming monkey lady who stepped on the top position, after Hou Pei was shot, the monkey girl shooters took turns shooting Zhang Xiaoyu and the man Ah San again.

Kawadai didn't dare to stay where she was, she was just a second-level monkey girl, and she had no strengths other than outstanding intelligence. There are many cannon fodder, there are too many monkey girls that can be sacrificed, and Kawashiro has been deployed. Between the distance of two hundred meters between Zhang Xiaoyu and her, there were more than 500 monkey girls hiding densely under the ground, and they poked out their heads to expose their bodies at any time to intercept and kill Zhang Xiaoyu's people.

It's like whack-a-mole.

Centaur Ah San frantically trampled on the monkey girls who emerged one by one, and every time they trampled on it, it would bring up a burst of blood mist. The lucky monkey girl, with a sickle hook to draw the legs and hooves of the horses and horses of the horses and horses, the people and horses are in a state of excitement, without fear of physical injury, and the "war trampling" A San gave birth to the unique combat skills of the people and horses, and the war trampling. The horse's hooves are windy, the fire is scorching, and every trampling of the man Ah San will bring a terrifying effect to the monkey girl who shows her head underground. The rumbling and roaring shaking of the ground catalyzed the cringe and fear in the monkey girl's heart.

In the last thirty meters of distance, Zhang Xiaoyu shook the silver thread in his right hand, the silver thread skipped against the ground, harvested, like cutting leeks, the silver thread cut away a row of monkey girls' heads, leaving behind the remains of broken necks and spurting blood. The hooves of Ah San, a centaur man, were also stained red with blood, the fighting spirit and the pride of the centaur man filled his heart, and the spiritual power was rampaging in his body, unable to find an exit, encouraging Ah San to pour out the pride and turbidity in his heart, and his snort, hot air was rolling and scorching.

Stepping on a one-horned hyena, Kawashiro was frightened, desperately running back and back, the monkey girl shooter, round by round of dense poisonous arrows, the effect is extremely poor, almost all of them are Zhang Xiaoyu's silver line shaken off, led by a group of monkey girl shooters, have gone down the tree, towards the forest retreat, there are also some monkey girls, dragging the vines in the forest, light and sensitive jumping, the monkey forest is their territory, they frolic patrol on weekdays, the route is very familiar, however, the current monkey girls, their hearts are full of fear, behind them, is the running reaper, Under the cutting of his silver thread, there were very few survivors, and even if they were lucky enough to escape, their limbs were mutilated, and their flesh and blood were blurred, it was difficult to preserve their physical integrity.

Monkey Niang is timid by nature, after Zhang Xiaoyu broke through their first line of defense, their psychological defense line was fully opened, and they were defeated in no order, their leader, Kawashiro, has long been gone, and Monkey Niang's nominal king, Da M, is still hiding behind the battle line, planning to regain her leadership, and how to get rid of the traitor Kawashiro among the Seven Fairies.

Power covers people's eyes, and lust for profit consumes their hearts. Immersed in it, Da M has already eaten the marrow and knows the taste, and he can't give up unless he dies.

As far as the eye can see, it is full of devastation. Big M is also heartbroken.

"The monkey lady clan is very angry. If you want to recover, I'm afraid you will have to wait for several years. ”

Big M muttered to himself.

She has no feelings for the monkey girl, but she can't bear it, she is still the monkey girl after all, a loss, the rise and fall of the monkey girl's family, she as a king, the prince's interests are tied to the clan, the old monkey girl clan, no matter how ambitious the king, it is difficult to make a difference, only a prosperous race can show the immortality and fame of the king.

At the time of the big m sentimentality.

A javelin burst into the air. Surrounded by wind and thunder, the javelin and the air rubbed into a blue fire.

Call. The javelin skipped through the wine pool soaked in the corpses of four centaurs and men, galloped, rolled up the corpses of the poisonous wine men and horses in the wine pool, and the javelin was unabated, majestic and domineering.

Da M only felt the wind in the back of his head, a blue light passed through his brain, and with a bang, the javelin pierced through Da M's skull and nailed to the throne of the monkey lady, the back of the chair was as hard as steel, clicking, cracking inch by inch, turning into a pile of rubble.

Mercedes coming.

Centaur Niang, Jezla stepped over the corpse of Da M, rolled up the javelin between the rubble, expressionless, and galloped away, under her horse's hooves, the stump corpses of the monkey girl all over the ground were all crushed and turned into fertilizer for the earth, nourishing a piece of land. There is a saying among the centaurs that the more lush the cherry blossom tree, the more corpse remains under the tree. Jezra agreed.

The corpse of the poisonous wine man and horse rolled up by the javelin swayed in the air, and fell back into the wine pool weakly, causing a splash, silently telling the ruthlessness and sorrow of fate. Humanity: Horse leather shroud, silent corpse, and ask, who will shroud the body, where does horse leather come from......

Jezla, sensing the uneasiness of the Covenant Master, tracked him down. The contractual relationship between the Demon Mother and the human contract master led Jezra to follow Zhang Xiaoyu's route. The five centaurs raised by the centaur have little white faces, four of them are soaked in poisonous wine, Jethra has no feeling, the deed owner is dead, and it does not have much impact on her, you can find a new human deed master, the life span of the demon mother is far beyond the human deed owner can match, human life, for a hundred and ten years, people have fallen to the autumn wind and swept the remnants of the flowers, a withering and empty. The long life of the demon mother for hundreds of years and thousands of years, watching generations of human beings appear and pass away for a short time, coming and going, it is just a silent passerby.

Zhang Xiaoyu is the first human contract owner of Jezra, and Jethra doesn't think he is the last one, and if he is bored, he may solve the contract owner with her own hands. Like humans, Demon Niang likes the new and hates the old. The old does not go, the new does not come.

The deed advocates Xiaoyu, who is still a fresh or interesting man at this stage, and Jesra has not yet given up on the deed owner, so she does not allow Zhang Xiaoyu to die, nor does she allow anyone to kill Zhang Xiaoyu. The only one who can kill the deed owner is herself. Although she didn't have the pleasure of killing the weak, Jezra didn't mind doing it. The big M who was stabbed in the head by her with a javelin, in the eyes of the centaur girl, is just one of the thousands of monkey girls, there is no difference in essence, Jesra can't even figure out what the king monkey in the monkey girl looks like, what kind of trouble are they going to make, they all look the same, who is the king, what's the difference?

The superior, the inferior.

Peer-to-peer does not exist zài.

The deed owner is still alive. Jezra quickened his pace. The speed of the centaur mother is much faster than the speed of the centaur man Ah San. Jezra is a fifth-level demon girl, on the island of Centaur, there are a number of strong people, rampant, few demons dare to block Jesla's way.

A monkey girl who finally escaped the catastrophe, Xuanxuan among the seven fairies of the monkey girl, she held her broken arm and cursed the stupidity of Kawashiro.

Burst...... In the next second, the monkey lady Xuanxuan was relieved. Half of her body flew out. The turbulent air in her chest and lungs washed over her organs and intestines, scattering them all over the ground.

Jezla, just when she hit a stake, didn't care.

A harvest, a desolation. Nobody cares.

The seven fairies of the monkey lady, except for Wei Wei Chuandai, are almost dead. It's just a farce, a self-righteous beginning, a funny ending.

Zhang Xiaoyu, who was riding on the body of Asan, the sage mode had been lifted, but he was still excited. The silver thread spit out by Zhang Xiaoyu's right hand face also weakened, and in the end, the face of the human face withdrew the silver thread like a spring silkworm spinning silk, and the face of a tired human face disappeared. Zhang Xiaoyu didn't care.

The man and the horse man Ah San, bleeding too much, the horse's hooves were worn off by the stumbling stones in the monkey forest, the war trampled, the consumed spiritual power body lì, gradually appeared, the tired man and horse man Ah San, panting, full of footsteps, and finally simply stopped and fell to the ground. Zhang Xiaoyu was also thrown off.

One man, one horse, lying on the ground, panting for breath.

"Lord Xiaoyu, what are we doing?"

"Sports."

“…… I don't want to laugh, my body hurts when I laugh. You're still so funny. ”

"Little San, you say, if there are still monkey girls, will we be slaughtered by them?"

"It's ironclad."

The man muttered.

He didn't finish speaking.

A small group of monkey girl archers, riding one-horned hyenas, came out of the arbor forest, led by Wei Wei, one of the seven fairies of the monkey girl.

Zhang Xiaoyu is a man and a man, and he can only smile bitterly. >