It's enough to be honest with each other.

Even if the monkey likes to fight and play tricks on Su Qin, it will not deceive, it cannot be used, there is no deception and collusion.

The smell of monkeys is pungent and easily recognizable. Su Qin sniffed outside the entrance of the cave a few times, then chose a direction and then galloped away.

Su Qin later learned that the monkey was very interested in his feces and was willing to rub it on him, which was equivalent to treating him as his own.

Along the way, Su Qin encountered many primates.

But Su Qin didn't entangle with them, bypassing these spirit animals and continuing to look for the scent of the spirit monkey.

Most of the gods knew Su Qin and would not take the initiative to trouble him.

It didn't take long for Su Qin to stop, his ears tapping, and he secretly heard the sound of a fight at the mouth of the well.

"Huh?"

Su Qin's eyes squinted slightly.

In this Wolf Mountain, how can there be the sound of weapons colliding?

Even a natural owner would not dare to go deep into Cangwolf Mountain, let alone at night nearby.

Therapist!

These three words flashed in Su Qin's mind, and it looked cloudy and sunny.

If it was a year ago, Su Qin would have been eager to try, excited, like a newborn calf.

Now, after a year of precipitation training, Su Qin has faded green and impetuous.

What's more, those who dare to stay in Cangwolf Mountain will never bow their heads at night, it can't be the first layer, the second layer is a gas practitioner!

Most of the elves and animals in Cangwolf Mountain did not threaten spirit monkeys, but if they met a true cultivator, the situation would be different.

At this time, Su Qin crawled to the ground with his hands and feet, his body writhing, bending over, like a giant python, shuttling through the jungle, motionless.

Monty python picking grass!

In Yi Jin's article, you can sneak up on your opponents.

In front of me, the clearer the sound of the wellhead attack, the thicker it became, mixed with the laughter and scolding of some men, and the subtle rebuke of the woman in the middle.

Then the night was hazy, and Su Qin fell on the grass, watching the battle ten feet away.

The trees around the battlefield were cut down by weapons, revealing a relatively spacious field where five men in voluminous robes surrounded a yew woman.

All five people control a flying sword and dance with their hands, as if there is an invisible connection between the flying sword and the flying sword.

The yew woman also controls a flying sword that is covered in frost and looks much better than the flying sword of the five men.

The flying sword is controlled in the hands of the yew woman, and it appears very elegant, dexterous and agile.

There seems to be some treasure on the woman's body, occasionally pierced by the other side of the sword, and the body glows, but the mask becomes lighter and lighter as time passes.

One enemy and five steps, the yellow wooden woman staggered as if her physical strength was not supported, apparently falling into the tailwind.

Seeing the fight between fellow practitioners, Su Qin had a feeling that his eyes were wide open.

Su Qin looked away and looked aside.

On the edge of the battlefield, two people are watching this war. The clothes of these two men were exactly the same as those of the five men on the battlefield, and apparently the same as the clothes of the five men on the battlefield.

Between the two, there stood a spirit monkey, covered in bruises, but looking wild, with eyes that sometimes flashed with a fierce light.

Su Qin looked at it intently, and saw that the monkey's arms and feet were tightly wrapped by two iron rings, and there were barbed iron rings inside the iron rings, which had been pierced into the flesh.

The monkey is completely deprived of his freedom and it is very difficult to move!

Su Qin had never fought with these cultivators, nor did he know what means they had, and he didn't even know what the realm of these cultivators was in front of him.

But when he saw that the monkey was in trouble, Su Qin had a great desire to kill, and his eyes were cold.

Su Qin meditated for a while, and the first time he didn't shoot, but fell down and hid deeper.

Because he knows that once he shoots, he must kill the enemy and cannot give the slightest reaction time to the opponent!

It's not a one-man operation.

There are seven practitioners across the street!

A thin-cheeked gas practitioner smiled and said, "Little girl, you won't last long, I advise you to stop and get caught, so you won't suffer!"

"Yes, this sword has no eyes, and it would be a shame if you accidentally drew a line on your little face. ”

"We're happy to break up, even if you're a base monk, you won't last long!"

Liu Mei, the woman in the yellow shirt, raised her face and said in a cold voice: "You qi practitioner really want to die, I am a monk of the Green Frost Gate, don't open your eyes and retreat!"

Su Qin's heart A Linlin.

I can't believe that this yellow woman is a basic monk.

The terrible thing is that even the five knight monks are not the ones who object to what kind of reunion they have between the knight monks!

As for what martial arts said in the mouth of a qi practitioner, Su Qin listened and asked.

An obese poison gas practitioner smiled and said, "Hey, since you know that you are a monk of the Green Frost Gate, I can't let you go." "Fall into the hands of our seven sons of joy, and you will want to live forever. Die, be obedient!"

As if upset by this sentence, the woman in the yellow shirt was controlled by the sword and stopped for a moment, and her body was pierced by two flying swords.

When! When!

A golden mask appeared around the woman's body, blocking the two flying swords, but the golden mask was hit by this impact, covering the cracks and threatening to break at any moment!

The yew woman closed her red lips tightly and said nothing, struggling to resist, refusing to give in.

On the other hand, the bald heads next to the monkey looked relaxed and said with a smile: "This trip to Cangwolf Mountain is not a small harvest, this woman must have many children." "The most important thing is that this woman, both in face and figure, is the best, and also for the happiness of our seven brothers,. “

"But without the sleeping beast handed down by my master, I would not have been able to hold the monkey. In the other hand he held a long stick and beat him in the mouth with a heartbeat.

The bald gas practitioner snorted, "When you go back and torture the monkey and then force him to bleed, I can't believe I can't control an animal!"

When these two see that the big picture has been resolved, they are bound to relax and talk as much as they want.

At this time, the monkey who stood motionless in place had blood flashing in his eyes, and suddenly opened his mouth left and right, revealing sharp teeth, biting his side, and practicing Zimi's neck!

Rhesus monkeys are tied to their hands and feet and cannot move, but for spirit animals, biting is a skill they are born with.

If this bite is taken, the gas practitioner will never have a chance to live!

The spirit monkey is tall, and if you want to bite a shorter qi practitioner, you must lower your head, coupled with the limitations of your body, the movement is slightly slower, and it is up to that person to react.

He changed the color with the stick and quickly dodged.

Stun it!

Although the stick practitioner avoided the key to the neck, the shoulder was ripped off a large piece of flesh by the spirit monkey, and blood gushed out!

"Ahh

Holding a stick to practice qi and crying in pain, pale face, palm touching the small cloth bag at the waist, palm will be an extra porcelain bottle.

The man opened the mouth of the bottle, poured out a handful of powder, sprinkled it on the wound, and the blood stopped temporarily, which was very miraculous.

After tending to his wounds with the trainer, he became furious and brandished his iron rod. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed and slammed heavily on the monkey's knee, "Beast, kneel for me," he swore out. "Son of a bitch, get on your knees," he sweared. "Son of a bitch, kneel!"

Bang.

The monkey trembled, his eyes twinkling with pain.

But this stick did not make the monkey kneel, but aroused its ferocious nature!

The monkey frantically chewed on the torn flesh, swallowed it with a ferocious face, and immediately laughed at the warrior with a stick. His eyes were full of contempt, wildness and stubbornness.