At this time, a group of red monkeys gathered next to the fruit trees on the mountainside, led by a rickety old monkey with a dark red body, and behind him, there were five middle-aged monkeys that were obviously much older than the surrounding monkeys. Looking more closely in front of them, the vermilion fruit tree was much thicker than when the little beggar had left, and it seemed to grow all the time.

"Dan Ziqing is almost all ripe. Under the fruit tree, the voice of the old marquis came from the vicissitudes of life, and he looked at the few orange fruits left on the tree, which had not yet completely faded to red. "A hundred-year fire is about to start, but what is the difference between the choice of this generation of king monkeys and him?"

There was a look of regret in the old monkey's eyes, and he sighed.

"Red Monkey Heavenly Blessing, the way of cultivating Danxia, adhering to the origin of heaven and earth, and having a long life...... The red monkey is also jealous, his life is difficult to change, the shackles of the avenue cannot be taken off, and the end is halfway. The voice of the old red monkey revealed endless exhaustion and vicissitudes, "The previous generation of king monkeys 10,000 years ago also pinned their hopes on humans, but in the end, what about turning into a monkey as a human being, breaking through the obstruction of the avenue, and wanting to cut the shackles of the red monkey clan, after all, it still provoked the wrath of the heavens." ”

"But the king's will ......," a middle-aged red monkey behind the old red monkey hurriedly interjected.

Hearing this, the old red monkey shook his head, and there was a glint in his cloudy eyes: "Since the king monkey has chosen to break the shackles by the hands of humans, we can only obey, and the king's will cannot be violated." But we have to intervene in which human to choose. ”

"The boy in white?"

"Well, although he is the bloodline of the previous king monkey who doesn't know how many generations apart, he has indeed been diluted a lot. But compared to a small hairy head that has not even broken the Dao in humans, it is too strong. ”

"What about the lost fruit?" the middle-aged red monkey looked at the thick trunk of the tree.

"As long as he dies in the big array, Dan Ziqing's energy will not flow away. The old monkey's dark gaze suddenly flashed sharply, shaking the surrounding grass and rustling.

"Is that rag boy coming?"

"At least you have to believe in the king monkey's choice, don't you?" the old monkey's voice came faintly, "Tomorrow we will guard our position, if the fluctuations of the king monkey's breakthrough cannot be covered, our entire red monkey group will cease to exist." ”

"But who is going to kill that kid?" said the middle-aged red monkey as he looked at the figure in front of him suspiciously.

"The people have come. ”

As he spoke, the old monkey looked at the boundary of the large array from a distance, the jungle was covered, and he couldn't see anything clearly, but at the boundary of the large array, he felt a different breath. Teng climbed into the tree, and after a few jumps, the old monkey disappeared, leaving only the five middle-aged red monkeys looking at each other behind him.

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The moonlight gradually sank, and the night sky was much quieter than usual tonight, and the stars flickered and flickered, lighting up the eyes of countless people who looked up at the stars. Fireflies flutter through the woods, lit up by ghostly light, and poke out into the darkness.

At this time, the eldest and the younger were sitting in front of the wooden house, looking up at the night sky for the last night before the fire. The fire, which had been extinguished for a long time, was lit again, but tonight he was still practicing his sword.

"Give it to me?" The little beggar stared at the pheasant in his hand with a stunned face, and his little hand touched and touched the silver sword, and looked at the old flower in disbelief.

"It's not giving, it's borrowing. I'll have to pay it back tomorrow. ”

Although it was only through the envoy, the little beggar was already very excited. Don't look at him always sneering at the bells and whistles of the old man's soft sword, saying that it is not a good treasure to kill, but this heart is still really sour.

The little beggar shook the sword in his hand slightly, and the moonlight hit the sword, bringing a piece of silver to fly, which was very interesting.

"Stop playing, hurry up and practice your sword. ”

Hearing this, the little beggar suddenly raised his head and looked at the people around him seriously: "Lao Hua, is there anything going to happen tomorrow?" ”

Lao Hua nodded silently.

"Does it have anything to do with the little monkey?" the little beggar's eyes reflected the moonlight and starlight, and they also became a little shining.

"Hmm. ”

"What about the white clothes?" he asked urgently.

"Probably dead. ”

Hearing this, the little beggar was stunned for a moment, his eyes dimmed instantly, and after a long silence, he said, "He saved me." ”

After saying that, he fell silent again. Lao Minghua was also silent, and it wasn't until a long time later that Lao Hua finally sighed and spoke leisurely.

"I can't save it, and I can't save it. You can, but you can die. ”

After the old flower finished saying this, there was no follow-up, and he looked at the little beggar, his eyes were a little complicated, but the little beggar understood.

"Lao Hua, let's practice swords. The little beggar looked at the old man with a smile, and waved the soft sword in his hand, bringing up the silver light in the sky.

The moon water is deep, and there seems to be a slight sigh coming, some words don't need to be spoken, and the old flower will never say it to the villain in front of him.

"Just teach you one trick. The old flower, who had been silent for a long time, took the sword in the little beggar's hand, picked a tree with a thick neck, and stood in front of it.

The cold moonlight wrapped around the pheasant, one side of the sword shimmered with silver and bright light, and the other side was backlit, dark as ink. Immediately afterwards, the old sword handle was held upside down, one foot was pointed, and the other foot was sliding, and it moved flutteringly. It can be seen that the figure of the old flower running towards the trunk of the tree is not rushing straight forward, sometimes left and sometimes right, if there is a clear shadow to accompany it. And the soft sword in his hand was constantly deflected and twisted in his steps, and in an instant, the moonlight in the night sky seemed to gather in this small woodland, and the silver plates on the horizon dimmed, and the fireflies did not dare to compete for glory.

There was a clear sound, and the crisp sound of the sword blade cutting through the trees was heard, and the sound of breaking wind also swept through the evening sky, stirring up a stirring of birds. The little beggar who was stunned was dazzled by the silver light, and when the light in front of him converged, a deep sword mark was left on the trunk of the thick neck, and the moonlight shone. The little beggar was stunned, and he didn't see how the old man drew that sword.

"Technical name, drinking moon. ”

"Confuse the eyes with the help of moonlight?"

"Yes, but not entirely. The eyes can be confused, but the heart cannot, and if the heart is confused, it's time for you to complete your swordsmanship. Lao Hua handed the pheasant to the little beggar, "You can try it." ”

This night is destined to be a night of silver light, and it is also destined to be the quietest night. The little beggar practiced his sword late, but the next day he got up early, and under the heavy gaze of the old flower, he set foot on the road to the sunset mountainside.

There is a young man walking alone, and the deep forest does not ask the name of the road, a rag iron sword, a pheasant Gui Yingying, and is going to step on the fire of the sunset, but unfortunately the distant mountains have not woken up, who is left to see this chivalrous style?

Looking at the direction in which the little beggar left, Lao Hua muttered: "What do you mean by the contemporary king monkey? You want to make a bet with the lives of the whole clan? Everyone underestimated the means and wisdom of the king monkey." ”

As he spoke, he shook his head and looked into the distance.

As soon as the voice fell, another dog barked again, and I don't know when, there was a yellow dog next to the old flower, and the yellow dog was very human, and he also looked at the depths of the forest with his eyes.

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The old flower told the little beggar to go casually, there was no direction, and the little beggar went to the place he wanted, and sure enough, a white dress entered the field of vision.

"You're really here. When the young man in white saw the little beggar, he was a little surprised and a little surprised.

"Lao Hua said that you will die, and asked me to save you. The little beggar said with a smile, whether he always asked Hua to come or he wanted to come, anyway, Lao Hua was not here.

"So you're here?" The young man in white was a little stunned by the little beggar's answer, his heartbeat suddenly violent, and he looked at the little beggar with heavy eyes, I will die?

The little beggar didn't reply, just smiled.

The young man's expression suddenly darkened a little, and the old figure that had come to him yesterday reappeared. The figure told himself a story, a very old story, about the previous generation of king monkeys, about the origin of the red monkey family, about the cause of the sunset fire, and about the choice of this generation of king monkeys.

"The king monkey has chosen that rag boy, if you want to get the king monkey's choice, you can only kill him. ”

"But I have no grievances with him. ”

"If there is a conflict of interest, there is a vendetta. ”

After hearing this, the young man in white locked his brows tightly, he couldn't let go of the concern in his heart, but he couldn't let go of his morality.

Before the family left, the head of the family told him that he must bring back the treasures in the mountains, otherwise the family will be in a more difficult situation in the future. But he never thought that the so-called treasure was actually a monkey, and if he wanted to get it, he had to kill someone. When he saw the little beggar at first sight, he did have a murderous intention, because he was disdainful, but when he saw the little beggar turn around, he was used to deceiving me, and suddenly there was a long-lost brightness about to emerge, so there was the arrow to break the siege.

The young man in white was silent, frowning and furrowing, if the sons of the various families in Qiancheng knew that the "cold noodles in white clothes" in their mouths would have such hesitation, they would be unbelievable.

"You can only take him to the formation and kill him again. The old red monkey ignored the silent young man in white, and after saying this, the figure disappeared after a few leaps among the trees, leaving only the young man in white who frowned even tighter.

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The young man in white looked at the little beggar who was smiling in front of him, and felt a little different in his heart, and smiled slightly, "Let's go." ”

The little beggar didn't ask where he was going, but followed closely behind the young man in white.

"Didn't anyone tell you you were going to die before you came?"

"Lao Hua said maybe, isn't this not necessarily, I can play with a sword, and the monkey can't beat me. ”

Hearing this, the young man's expression darkened: "Then aren't you afraid?"

"I'm afraid, my life hurts, but the sage said, the spring reciprocates. The little beggar looked at the person in front of him, hehe smiled, the sun just rising shone on his face, and there was a warm taste.

The young man in white smiled slightly, "Some things hurt more." What's your name?"

"Flower beggar. ”

"White Burning Cloud," the young man said lightly.

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