The monkey's body collapsed violently, smashing a small bean in front of it underneath, and the blood stained the child's face, and the little thing cried even more on his stomach below, but the mandrill no longer had the energy to care about him, and he didn't believe that he would die here when he saw the palm wind that was enough to put him to death in front of him.

Once again, the storm swept in, strong enough to push the soon-to-be-conquered Burial Valley to its knees, and the slash at the mandrill was skewed, and the monk escaped.

The wind and snow are ruthless, burying people in it, no one can see each other, and the mandrill can't find his little apprentices, and it is only when the wind and snow gradually stops that people wake up from the chaos.

The little beans were scraped to the bottom of the snow cliff, and the monkeys below were piled up, but fortunately, no one was hurt, and the mandrills squatted on the snow and were unable to get up, and the little beans got up one by one, running to pick up their lanterns, revealing the monkeys lying below, already unconscious.

The mandrill crawled over, holding a hairy monkey head and stunned a face, looking around, the eyes were blurred, in addition to the beans running all over the ground, it seemed to see two figures coming from a distance.

Raising his hand to wipe away the white mist in his eyes, looking at the figure approaching in the distance, the monk felt an indescribable sourness in his heart, and ran out to pick up the lantern Xiaodouzi ran over to the passerby, calling "Master" in his mouth.

The person who came was an old monk, with a little monk with a red light, the old monk with a kind face was the predecessor of the mandrill, as for the previous number, maybe he could hear from the little beans called him, the little monk with a warm smile is the little uncle of the mandrill, Jin Cicada, as for how small, not exactly, the younger mandrill is forty or fifty years old, and he is more or less an adult.

I don't know where these two people came from, they happened to encounter the disaster of the mandrill, and I don't know if they did it or not, obsessed with the belief of "the compassion of the monks", the mandrill can't believe that the blizzard was created by the two of them.

Holding the bloodstained monkey in his arms, Shanxiao looked at the two people in front of him in a daze, as if he was still struggling in contradictions, and he was really confused, "Senior......"

The old monk and the little monk were surrounded by the little beans, obviously their relationship with the beans was very harmonious, just looking at the young man in front of him, and then looking at the monkey in his arms, the old monk's face was still kind and compassionate, "Good is good, evil is cannibalistic, not good in the past." ”

The mandrill looked at him, "I don't understand, the monk is compassionate, what is in his arms, I save him, but he wants to kill me......"

The old monk smiled and didn't say anything anymore, just reached out and stroked the head of the person in front of him, "Let's go." ”

The weak mandrill was surrounded by the little beans and got up, and the golden cicada took the seriously injured monkey and carried it on his back, he was thin, but fortunately, the monkey didn't weigh much, and it didn't take much effort to carry it.

A group of people shuttled through the secluded snow valley, as for the burial valley that was swept away by the blizzard, at this moment was looking at the people below on the snow cliff, Rouge Xue appeared behind him, still silent, the purple-robed figure beside him was in a trance, and said with a smile: "What you are waiting for, is he the one you are waiting for?"

Burial Gu pressed one hand on his injured shoulder, his eyes were a little gloomy, and he didn't answer the question of the person behind him, but asked, "What do you want to follow?"

Banyuanjun stretched his sleeves, "I haven't come back since I went to the Spirit Yuan Realm, who knows if I have been caught by others." ”

Burial Valley glanced back at him, "Then what are you waiting for here, why don't you go and look for it?"

Banyuanjun hooked his mouth and smiled, "Senior, I don't have that kung fu now, and in half an hour, someone will come to pick me up." ”

Fugu frowned, turned his gaze to the woman next to him, and before he could speak, Banyuanjun blocked what he was about to say, "A girl, you can't let her do this errand for you, right?"

Hearing this, Burial Valley's mood did not fluctuate, turned around, and continued to watch the people below walk by, and Banyuanjun continued to explain the words before leaving, " Presumably there are some things I don't need to say, now the corpse nine adults have gone, and they have become the core of leadership, how many people around him are not what we can imagine, and we are just a few minions in his eyes, and now I am approaching, and I want to disappear with a trace, and the other brothers are scattered and died, and now the names can be called, there are only the two of you left, seniors, you can weigh it clearly in your own heart, whether you want to continue along this road, you have also seen, the people of Buddhism, have come。 ”

The burial valley didn't make a sound, Banyuanjun glanced at the woman beside him, "We don't know what the plan is for the next year, and we can't predict what will happen in the future, girl, the person who went has already gone, you have been obsessed with it for so long, let it go when you should put it down, it's a pity that all the good years are wasted on this, there are so many good men in the world, don't hang yourself on a tree, after your uncle leaves, no one will take care of you anymore." ”

Rouge Xue's expression did not move, her words were not shocked, Banyuanjun looked at the pale little face, smiled helplessly, and said to the person in front of him: "Burial Valley, I don't want to ask what happened between you and Buddhism, I just want to persuade you old man, just stop in moderation, it is better to go down and see how the adults are doing, I heard that the infinite hell is very tight." ”

"Get out of here, get out of here, so much nonsense!" Burial Valley finally reached the point where he couldn't bear it anymore.

Banyuanjun sighed, "I don't need you to rush, I'll leave now." After speaking, he turned around, just floated a few steps, and looked back at the woman behind him, "Girl, don't do stupid things, you are different from that old guy, he is a vagrant wanderer, you have a serious godlike status, you must not go to the dark with him again after I leave!"

Burial Valley retreated a broken shoe and smashed it over, and after getting a grateful smile from Rouge Xue, Banyuanjun was chained by the black and white master who came out behind him and led away.

Burial Valley didn't attack the mandrill again, just stared at the old monk who walked in front with a gloomy look, I don't know if he remembered what happened back then, which made him have such a deep impression of this person......