Standing on the periphery of the vine demon vine, Zhan Qingyu's heart did not relax, but became more anxious. I can't see that there are still flukes and conjectures, but I see it but there is nothing to do.

The vine demon is powerful, and the strength that surpasses the ninth order has endless branches. You can't beat it with strength, and you can't win with speed.

Originally, a vine forest had long been destroyed by one-armed six-eared and tattered, but it was far from hurting the origin of the vine demon. At this time, the one-armed six ears were scarred and restrained in the air by vines, and they were tightly strangled in a circle.

The poor monkey howled in anger but could not do anything, the one-armed man was born with a flaw, and although it was infinitely powerful, it was far from being a match for the vine demon. The monkey's eyes were almost squeezed out of their sockets, the protruding forehead was exposed, and a stream of blood slowly fell to the ground from the corner of the mouth.

In the initial anger, he wanted to avenge his parents, and although he caused a lot of trouble to the vine demon with his innate divine power and speed, he was not the opponent of the vine demon after all.

"What should I do?"

The monkey roared and struggled, but the vines wrapped around it like snakes.

"Who can save me?"

The monkey's helpless eyes looked at the night sky, leaving two stubborn tears.

Thousands of years of waiting, thousands of years of curse have not made it give up the desire to live, and its parents have not given up on itself, so it can have this time of what should be an extraordinary life.

Now it seems that all this is predestined, and everything is predestined without variables. Heaven destined it to die at the hands of the vine demon, in this dark world of the dark river Styx.

But the one-armed six-eared wonder, is there an exception to the fixed number? For example, there is a person who suddenly appears at this time and saves himself, and then leads himself out of a path, breaking through an immortal deed and glorifying through the ages. To be a powerful character, is there anybody? Who will help me?

No! The monkey was desperate.

I'm about to die, drowning in this dark world like my father. After a few moments everything will calm down, and I will die like my father and mother, and no one will remember it.

"We've all been here, but the world is too cruel and we're in too much of a hurry. Daddy, the monkey is coming, the monkey is coming, and the monkey is waiting for you."

The one-armed six-eared macaque's eyes slowly closed, and the stubbornness in his heart was vulnerable in the face of absolute strength, and the monkey gave up. Although it crossed cause and effect and time and space to come to the Xuan Netherworld, although it has been conceived for thousands of years, although it has innate divine power, it cannot withstand a vine of this vine demon.

A flash of light flashed, a corner of the closed memory was revealed, and the monkey stopped struggling.

"It's ridiculous, my six ears can't escape the catastrophe of the previous life, and I can't escape the sorrow of this life. ”

"I used to be proud of the world, I used to dominate the world, I used to trample those so-called immortals under my feet. ”

"I used to be the biggest king in the world, and I don't deserve such a little demon to carry shoes"

"I have been lonely for 500 years"

Too much had sprung up in the monkey's heart, and at the last moment of death, the monkey seemed to see the shining golden armor and jumped up to the clouds again. A somersault of 108,000 miles, jumping from the flat ground to the nine heavens

"Jiuxiao is too far away from me" The monkey stopped breathing, and its weak body was deformed by the vines.

In a trance, a poignant music sounded between heaven and earth, and a resolute back sang the monkey's unwillingness on that high mountain.

Scenes of the past, scenes of bitterness and reluctance, the helplessness of being misunderstood, driven away, and used. And this one sings all its past, all its hearts, all the things that can't be told.

"Who is this man and how does he know everything about me"

However, no one answered, only a song that touched all living beings, wafting in the endless darkness of the world of Styx. With the music and singing, the creatures of the dark world saw a world they had never seen before, a world of infinite light, fairness and justice.

Song said.

"Five hundred years of mulberry fields and seas, stubborn rocks are also covered with moss, overgrown with moss"

"Only one heart is not dead, yearning for being at ease, at ease"

"Even if it's a night fire, even if it's covered with ice and snow"

"It's still the ambition that doesn't change, and the belief that doesn't fade"

"The years have been wasted, stirring feelings, why is there such an arrangement"

All the creatures of the world of Styx were moved, and opened their eyes in the dark corners, letting the tears drown in the helplessness of the song. It was a strong man who stood up to the sky, and he was fooled into being pressed to the lowest place in the world.

The same piece of music has not changed, but the words are more painful. These voices and feelings penetrate through the vast space and time, reaching the heart of the monkey that gradually stops, and also spread to the souls of all living beings.

The monkeys were drunk, the creatures of the Styx world were drunk, and the nine-tailed civet and Dorjee and others were also deeply infected.

Song said.

"He thinks so much that it is a little grass, dyed green in the wilderness"

"I think too much about a flying swallow, breaking through the surging sea of clouds"

"Even if it's a night fire, even if it's thunder and lightning"

"It's also a happy one"

"The years have broken my feelings"

"Why is there such an arrangement?"

"Why is there such an arrangement?"

The music slowly dissipated, and everything calmed down, except for a wind that stopped at the side of the vine demon with an anxious figure.

Zhan Qingyu finally arrived, but what he saw was a one-armed body with six ears hanging down, and a limp body like a baby who had already died. Zhan Qingyu's snort fanned, and an indescribable sorrow welled up in her heart.

"Monkey, haven't I been able to keep you with this great holy chant?"

It was supposed to be a pampered child, but he disappeared in this world full of killing and unfairness, and was killed by a vine demon who did all kinds of evil. When the vine demon saw Zhan Qingyu coming, the vine was about to strangle the one-armed six-eared body.

"Don't"

Zhan Qingyu subconsciously stretched out his hand, but soon he shrank back.

"Want to save it?" The vine demon made a dull and smug voice: "Come on, come and get it, take two steps and it's yours, haha"

Zhan Qingyu was suddenly scared, he was afraid that if the vine demon gave him the monkey, the monkey would really die. How sad he would be then, a strong creature was born with the courage and strength to challenge the vine demon above the ninth order.

This is a naturally strong man, and if it is destined to die as soon as it is born, that in itself is a kind of naked irony. Satirizing him who wants to save the monkey, satirizing all the people who claim to be heroes, and satirizing all the fair and just rules in this world.