Chapter 48: You're All Bad People
When the middle-aged monk saw the black shadow flying, he was stunned at first, and then his face showed joy.
"Monkey, naughty again, don't make trouble, come out quickly......"
The middle-aged monk put away his smile, straightened his face, and pretended to be angry.
After hearing the middle-aged monk's words, a black shadow floated through the air and landed on the top of the boulder opposite the middle-aged monk, it was the eight-clawed spirit monkey.
"Monkey, what a good treasure have you gotten, hand it over quickly!"
"I'll count down to three, and if I don't take it out, I'm welcome!"
The middle-aged monk's eyes were slightly closed, and he secretly looked at the eight-clawed spirit monkey opposite, raised his right hand, stretched out three fingers, and began to count.
"Three ......"
"Two ......"
"One ......"
After counting to one, the middle-aged monk was surprised to find that the eight-clawed spirit monkey was still motionless, this was a situation that had never been encountered before, although this spirit monkey was extremely flexible, he had always been afraid of himself.
"Huh...... It's the other way around?"
While the middle-aged monk was shocked, the spiritual power of his hands was emanated, and he was about to use exercises to punish the eight-clawed spirit monkey.
When the eight-clawed spirit monkey saw the middle-aged monk pinching the trick, he was not afraid of it, and used all his strength, jumped up, turned into a black shadow, and flew towards the middle-aged monk......
"You little monkey cub, what do you want to do?"
At this time, the middle-aged monk had already discovered the abnormality of the eight-clawed spirit monkey, and became nervous, and the exercise turned into a fierce wolf and pounced on the spirit monkey.
I saw that the black shadow of the spirit monkey was getting faster and faster, and no matter how the middle-aged monk performed the exercises, he couldn't hurt it in the slightest.
"Hmm, when did it get so fast, and why didn't I notice?"
The middle-aged monk wondered in his heart when the eight-clawed spirit monkey he was familiar with had become so alarmingly fast, and he began to panic a little.
At the same time as the middle-aged monk performed the exercises, the spirit monkey pounced, and the black shadow flashed quickly beside the middle-aged monk again.
"You...... Crazy, dare you even grab my storage bag?"
By the time the middle-aged monk came to his senses, the spirit monkey had already stood on the boulder opposite again, and the middle-aged monk's carry-on storage bag had already appeared in the claws of the eight-clawed spirit monkey.
"Damn, return my storage bag, you come back......"
Before the middle-aged monk could finish shouting, the eight-clawed spirit monkey turned into a black shadow, and disappeared in an instant, leaving only the middle-aged monk stunned in place, his eyes bulging out, his mouth wide open, and he looked unable to accept the reality in front of him.
He never dreamed that the stealing expert he had cultivated would use all his skills on himself, and the depression in his heart was indescribable.
At the same time that the middle-aged monk resented the eight-clawed spirit monkey for being ruthless and unrighteous, a huge figure, at some point, was already standing behind the middle-aged monk.
"Roar!"
The middle-aged monk's body was stunned, and when he turned around, he saw that it was a seven-tailed blood mastiff, and his nerves relaxed.
"Mastiff, I was bullied by the octopus spirit monkey, that little cub rebelled and actually snatched my storage bag, you say it's infuriating?"
"Mastiff, you are the most obedient, go and catch that little monkey cub, I want to teach it a good lesson, there is no family law......"
The seven-tailed blood mastiff stood in place, motionless, with a huge figure, completely shrouding the middle-aged monk in shadows, his eyes shining, his tongue still dragged out, and sticky saliva kept falling from it, and in an instant the ground was wet.
"Why are you still stunned, go quickly! Could it be that you want to rebel too?"
The middle-aged monk was very angry when he saw that the seven-tailed blood mastiff did not listen to his command, put away his previous kindness, showed a fierce face, and viciously ordered the seven-tailed blood mastiff.
The seven-tailed blood mastiff was stunned for a moment, shook the seven tails behind him, and took a big stride towards the high ground on the side......
"It's pretty much the same, damn monkey cub, wait until I catch you, see how I clean you up, fight with me, you're still tender......"
When the middle-aged monk was stunned and thinking about how to punish the eight-clawed spirit monkey, a huge black shadow on the high ground on the side pounced on the middle-aged monk......
"Damn, what are you going to do? don't......"
"Someone's coming...... Help......"
"You...... Ahh......h
"Ah......hhhh Damnation is on you...... I'll pull you ...... with one hand."
“......”
The seven-tailed blood mastiff pressed the middle-aged monk firmly under him, and let out bursts of crazy roars from his mouth, and then looked at the middle-aged monk under him, the shouts became weaker and weaker, and the resentment and despair in his eyes were indescribable, he didn't expect that he would have this day, the scene was very miserable......
An hour later, after the seven-tailed blood mastiff let out a satisfied roar, it shook its huge body, took a big stride, and slowly left......
At this time, the middle-aged monk, with his hair disheveled, his clothes in rags, trembling all over, his eyes were dull, and he was still chanting words in his mouth, and his spirit was a little disordered.
"blood mastiff, you actually ...... me like this"
"Brute, brute......"
"The ...... of the Immature Beasts"
“......”
The middle-aged monk was extremely angry, and even more desperate, the spirit beasts that he had worked so hard to raise for decades actually treated him like this.
"Uh~......"
At this time, there was a clear and deafening cry from the sky, and it was the giant hip eagle.
"Eagle...... It's a carving...... Eagle, save me, go to the porter to report the news, and let someone save me......"
"Diao'er, it's me...... Help me......"
"Eagle ......"
The middle-aged monk struggled with his last strength to ask for help from the giant buttocked eagle in the air, he was very afraid that the seven-tailed blood mastiff would come back, and he suffered heavy injuries all over his body at this time, especially in some parts, and he was in pain and couldn't move at all.
"Uh~huh...... Uh~号......"
The giant buttocked eagle in the sky, after seeing the middle-aged monk, no longer flew away, hovering over it, and continued to let out a sharp chirp, as if locking on to its target......
After a while, I saw an unknown viscous object floating down from the eagle's body, impartial, and landed exactly where the middle-aged monk had walked.
"You...... Even you ...... me like that."
"What's wrong with this world??"
"Heavens, is there any heavenly reason!"
"You're all bad guys!"
"I hate you!"
"I ......"
The middle-aged monk lay motionless on the ground, the viscous liquid that fell from the eagle's body had buried him completely, only the rolling eyes and the mouth that kept spitting out things proved that he was still alive.
He was completely messy, he didn't know what was going on, he couldn't understand why the spirit beast Asuka who depended on him for half a day had become an enemy.
He thought of An Xiaoyi, all this must have been caused by the other party, and he hated it......
He hated himself for miscalculating, he hated himself for being carried away by interests, offending people who shouldn't be offended, from An Xiaoyi's demonic performance in the sect before, he should have thought that the other party was definitely not someone he could provoke.
He hated himself for being too arrogant, thinking that he could control everything in this Spirit Beast Valley.
At this time, An Xiaoyi had already turned the entire Spirit Beast Valley and was ready to go back.
Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed......