Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Monkey of the Mandrill
The blood mark opened by Shaoqing was led by himself, and the blood mark opened by Yan Cang was led by himself, and the dye cang and the mandrill could barely follow in, and how did the mountain and water Meng and the mountain wind Gu add another monkey to get in, the two little babies couldn't explain clearly, they only said that they came in with the monkey behind them, and the monkey didn't speak human words, no matter how Dye Cang looked at him and scratched his eyebrows, carrying a stick was a tsundere face.
Shanxiao didn't have time to do anything else, so he immediately wanted to send Yanwa out with his followers, but Dye Cang didn't follow behind.
"You go first, and I'll look for it. "I finally came in once, and I hurt someone again, and I couldn't bring anything back, so I always had some facelessness, besides, the kid outside is estimated to have been burned to death now.
Seeing that the person over there turned around and left, the mandrill was stunned for a moment, and then he was about to throw the person on his back to the monkey over there, but the monkey ignored him, turned his head to look at the dyed cang, and saw that it was going to stay.
Shanxiao sighed, and had no choice but to carry the baby and the two little beans out on his back, he had an inexplicable trust in the monkey.
Dye Cang wanted to look for the purple-clothed man and the old man, but looking at the secluded ice valley, where was the shadow of those two people, he glanced back at the guy walking behind, "Can you understand me?"
The monkey carrying the stick looked at him, and didn't react, it seemed that he didn't understand what he was saying, Dye Cang sighed helplessly, turned around and walked forward, the monkey padded his feet on his heels, he walked in front of him, and stopped in front of him, and finally Dye Cang shriveled an old face, "What the are you always following me for, you won't act separately?!"
The monkey smacked his nose on tiptoe, ignoring the old face that was strikingly at him, and walked to the front on his own, and the one standing behind him scowled for a moment with a stinky face, and finally turned to look in the other direction.
The soles of his feet are thick and inappropriate ice, surrounded by snow cliffs that are high in the sky, the wind is blowing, the snow is falling, the cold is almost freezing people into ice, dying the sky in the valley and turning around, and finally he doesn't know where the east, west, north and south are on, and then he knows that he is lost.
Looking up at the sky, looking at the monkey who was sitting on the snow cliff swinging his legs at some point, Dye Cang's old face instantly deflated into a ball, "Do you want to die?!"
The monkey looked down at him condescendingly, of course he wouldn't reply, but raised his finger and pointed at him, Dye Cang didn't understand what he meant, the monkey moved his finger, and the person here subconsciously looked back, and before he could see who it was, a long knife cut at him.
Even if this person is the fastest in the world, he can't dodge this knife at this time, Dye Cang watched the blade with a cold light slash into his face, and even felt the chill of being touched, but at this moment, the monkey who was still on the snow cliff flashed in front of him in an instant, and the stick in his hand forcibly picked the cold blade on Ran Cang's head, Dye Cang was stepped on his shoulder and did not hold his body, and fell to the ground, watching the monkey instantly force the guy who attacked him several feet away, and a broken wooden stick was like a sharp blade in its hand, carried on the shoulder, leaving the person behind a not too tall back and a little rickety.
Dye Cang lay in the back, stunned and looked at the guy in front of him, he had never seen such a monkey in his life, a donkey face that couldn't fit on the screen, even if it was ugly, it was so fucking ugly, looking at that stray hair, it was messy by the wind, but at this moment, it made people look like it was blowing up, and the dual temperament of dick silk and high cold was integrated on him without any sense of disobedience, handsome scum and brother monkey!
Dye Cang spent 0.01 of a second admiring the monkey who saved his life, and the rest of the time was completely focused on the person who attacked him, who else could it be if it wasn't the man in purple!
"Put a cold gun in the back, do you want to be fucking shameless?" Dye Cang stepped forward from behind, and glanced at the monkey again by the way, and was flashed, what a fucking ugly god crying.
Banyuanjun was obviously surprised by the monkey who suddenly rushed out, the hand holding the long knife was still shaking uncontrollably, until it reached his shoulders, straightened his waist, looked at the person opposite and smiled, "What, that old man mercifully spared your life and refused to leave?"
Ran Cang didn't know who he was talking about, he was only annoyed that he had just been attacked and hadn't found out, looking at the guy over there and secretly gritting his big teeth, just when he was about to make a move, the monkey next to him stabbed him in the back, and the other finger pointed to his arms, Ran Cang still didn't understand what it meant, and his sharp eyes stared at the person opposite, it seemed that what he was looking for was still on him.
But how did the monkey know?
didn't have time to ask, Dye Cang took the stick handed by the monkey, rushed to the front, and the monkey looked at the two people in the back for an instant, looked at it with interest for a while, and then turned around and walked away.
The monkey is thoughtful, except that he is not very good at speaking, and his brain seems to be no worse than that of a man, and he goes around in the chaotic valley, and finally finds the mandrill.
The man with the little red man and two little beans squatting there had already been a decadent face, obviously lost his way for a long time, looking at the monkey coming over there, his aggrieved old face almost didn't cry, "I thought you were dead!"
The monkey chewed his mouth with a high face, walked over with his hands behind his back, and looked down at the doll with a small red light below, that kind of look made people feel that they were despising themselves no matter how they looked at it, Shanshui Meng and Shanfeng Gu hated it like this on weekdays, and bared their little teeth at the moment, "What are you looking at?"
The monkey "snorted" twice from its nostrils, kicked the person squatting below, and without saying a word, walked forward with his hands behind his back.
Although the mandrill was aggrieved, he had no choice but to carry the baby and follow behind, and for a while he remembered the kid behind him, "What about the dyed cang?"
The monkey walking in front didn't look back, only raised his hand and made a gesture, and the mandrill understood what he meant, and his expression darkened, "It's good to be dead, and there will be no pain when you die, Amitabha." ”
The monkey in front was stunned for a moment when he heard his words, squinted at his gesture, and then slowly lowered his middle finger, Shanshui Meng and Shanfeng Gu snorted with disdain, and the mandrill seen behind him had an old face, "Then what are you doing here???!!!"
The monkey sniffed, turned around, raised his hand and pointed at the person on the mandrill's back, and then made a dead warp motion, the mandrill's heart sank, and he didn't say anything to it at the moment, as long as he left this ghost place as soon as possible......