Jiuluo, Xuan Chu, and Lingge stood in front of a towering and precipitous mountain, looking at the smoky five peaks, and felt a faint pain in their hearts.

"He's crushed under this mountain?" her voice was hoarse, as if she was deliberately suppressing pain.

Xuan Chu glanced at her and sighed: "Siren is in front of you, go and save it." ”

Jiu Luo knew that what he said was all angry.

If it was so easy to be saved, he wouldn't bring himself here.

Otherwise, you can't peel off the skin when you return to the sushi.

He just wanted her to die.

Lingge circled around the mountain for half a circle and came back to tell Jiuluo: "This mountain is a hundred miles in circumference, and the demon can't get close. The barrier protects the mountain. ”

Jiuluo sacrificed the spiritual power in his body, and was indeed bounced back by the invisible mana.

Lingge was helpless: "Only mortals and immortals can enter this mountain." We are demons, and we can't get in. ”

Jiuluo didn't listen, and tried his best around the whole mountain, and finally returned in vain.

Xuan Chu and Lingge looked at her quietly, understanding that at this moment, only if she figured it out by herself would she die.

No one to persuade will help.

She suddenly turned her head and glared at Xuan Chu with a torch-like gaze: "You are an immortal, you can take me in." ”

Xuan Chu glared at Lingge, blaming it for being troublesome.

"I had to go in on my own. Only His Holiness has that ability to take you in. ”

Jiuluo's eyes rippled.

Xuan Chu said again: "However, I can let you see him." ”

Jiuluo grabbed his arm and said in a trembling voice, "Really?"

For the first time, she hated herself for being useless, hating herself for being a waste.

She hadn't hated herself like this when she was bullied before.

However, when she couldn't save the person she wanted to protect, she realized that in the Three Realms where the strong survived, a lowly demon like her could only be bullied by others, look at people's faces, and rely on others to live.

Even when you meet a monkey, you have to turn to people for help.

How could she not hate herself.

Xuan Chu withdrew his arm, closed his eyes and cast a spell, and the clouds and mist that lingered in the mountains gradually dispersed.

At the foot of the mountain, between the stone boxes, a monkey's head was exposed, and he was struggling to reach a wild fruit that had fallen from a tree not far away.

Jiu Luo only felt that the humidity in front of him was pervasive, and his heart hurt as if someone had poked it with an awl.

I saw that the monkey was still sharp-eyed and sincere. Weeds hung on his head and mud on his fingers.

Subconsciously, Jiu Luo rushed towards him, ran more than a dozen steps and was blocked by the enchantment, and fell to the ground.

She stood up and wiped the tears from her face. Over and over.

After a moment of silence, Jiuluo suddenly roared at the Five Elements Mountain.

"Sun Monkey, I'm Jiuluo. You give Lao Tzu a good life, wait for me to save you. ”

"Sun Monkey, I'm Jiuluo. You give Lao Tzu a good life, wait for me to save you. ”

"Sun Monkey, I'm Jiuluo. You give Lao Tzu a good life, wait for me to save you. ”

......

Over and over again, she shouted until she was hoarse and didn't hear any response. Only the birds in the mountains and forests suddenly scattered towards the vast sky for some reason.

But Sun Monkey seemed to have given up the fruit that he couldn't reach no matter how hard he tried, and looked up at the group of birds flying freely in the sky, his eyes full of yearning.

Jiu Luo gritted his teeth, clenched his hands into fists, and stared at him silently.

He loved to be free and do whatever he wanted, but now he was crushed under this majestic mountain, a prisoner who had lost his freedom and dignity.

Why?

Why?

It's just that he is a demon, it's just that his ability is not controlled by the Jade Emperor, and the gods and Buddhas have to do their best to subdue him?

Where is justice?

Lingge flew to her shoulder, and her little head rubbed against her neck silently comforting.

Jiuluo looked down at it.

Lingge is also a weak person, and he is also a weak person who is oppressed by the so-called immortals who help the world and save people, and help the right and eliminate evil.

Why should demons be looked down upon by immortals?

Why should the Three Realms be divided into high and low?

"Why?why?......"

Jiu Luo roared angrily at the sky, as if he wanted to question all the confusion and dissatisfaction.