The Monkey King

   "Your Majesty wants to see you! Immediately!"

  When the demon general holding the token roared fiercely at the monkey, the monkey looked back at the demons behind him, and then glanced at the cold weapon in the hands of the demon soldier.

   "Your Majesty" is undoubtedly an evil dragon.

   Not wearing shackles, at least it should be an act of kindness.

   He nodded silently and entered the city with the demon soldiers under the watchful eye of the demons.

  Behind the towering city gate, there are layers of buildings.

  These buildings are similar to the architectural style of human beings, but they are more developed to high-rise buildings. The lowest level that monkeys have seen is above three floors. The sculptures on the roof exude a kind of wildness different from human beings.

   There are not many fairies wearing various costumes on the streets engraved with pictures of turning clouds and rain. On the street, I happened to see a few shops opening their doors to do business, selling all kinds of things robbed from humans.

   For demons who do not have a complete social system and do not produce, these are luxury goods.

   Seeing the arrival of the monster soldiers, the monsters on the street gave way.

   Walking through the street with only a hundred feet, the group quickly came to the inner city.

  The grand door slammed open.

   Walking into the inner city gate is a long and narrow path.

   With his feet on the black rock brick, he looked up, and he could see the spear and axe coming and going repeatedly on the six-zhang-high wall. The drainage outlet protruding from the top is carved into the head of a snake that swallows letters, which has a demonic smell.

  Under the support of the demon soldiers, the monkey crossed the trail, and his eyes suddenly opened up.

What    came into view was a huge school ground, the ground was rough stone bricks, and the demon soldiers dressed in black armor and arranged neatly were training, layer upon layer, shouting loudly.

   Their movements were uniform, and the military appearance was no less than that of the Tianhe Navy.

   Looking at both sides, there are rows of buildings, with five steps, one post, ten steps and one post. Through the gaps in the attic, you can see fairies in casual clothes coming and going.

   Their clothes are still mainly black, but they are not armor like the demon soldiers, nor are they ragged like the goblins outside, but have a taste of finely crafted court clothes in the palace.

  The roof has bizarre wooden objects that look like ballistas or something.

   It wasn't until the demon soldiers in the main hall stopped, that the demon general turned sideways and looked back at the monkey, with a hint of arrogance in his eyes.

   "Go in," he said, raising his chin.

  Monkey nodded silently, raised his legs to cross the high threshold, and the temple door behind him slammed shut.

   looked back, the monkey slowly walked towards the center of the hall and looked around.

  This hall is three feet high and more than twenty feet long and wide.

On both sides of the    are two rows of giant pillars clasped together by three people.

The    roof is an extravagant gold relief, inlaid with countless gems, and looks like a star map passing through the clouds.

  The totem of the Dragon King of the Four Seas is engraved on the huge frescoes made of jade.

   On the ground is a carpet woven from huge black-toned animal skins, painted with four continents and four seas.

   "Head on top of the blue sky, feet on four continents, and sits on the four seas... This evil dragon has big ambitions." The monkey couldn't help but sighed in his heart.

   In the middle of the main hall, on the high steps is a huge hollowed-out pear wood dragon chair, which looks like a sleeping dragon, extremely luxurious and powerful.

Behind the    chair, eight huge screens stand.

   When the monkey stood in the middle of the hall, a voice came.

   "The peak of the God Realm? Well, I'm not even fifty years old. Not bad."

   The voice sounded very sharp, and the hairs on the monkey's body stood up when it entered the ear.

   "However, do you know that you killed my people?"

   Hearing this sentence, the monkey couldn't help but be startled, and quickly clenched the cloud walking stick in his hand.

   A short and thin figure slowly stuck his head out from behind the screen.

   He looked a head shorter than a monkey, and was dressed in a black dragon robe inlaid with gold threads, with a high collar that covered the back of his head.

   That face can almost be described as a sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, with a bald forehead, a big nose with ethnic characteristics raised high, and four characteristic beards that are three feet long, coiled in the air like tentacles.

   Behind him, four graceful banshees held various items and served them with them.

Evil Jiaoyou Ruoyou squinted the monkey's clenched hand and sighed lightly: "Don't be afraid. If I want to kill you, it's useless to be afraid. Hehehe, besides, I will never kill people in this hall, no matter what. How hateful the other party is. Do you know? My carpet is very expensive, and it will be troublesome if it gets stained with blood. Hehehehe."

   He slowly stepped up the steps, shook his sleeves, sat on the dragon chair, and looked down at the monkey.

   "You were the one who killed the crocodile spirit?"

   "Yes." The monkey replied simply.

   "I heard that you only used one move."

"right."

   "You are cultivating the Xianjia Taoist practice, who is the master?"

   The monkey did not answer this sentence, but just stared at the evil Jiao, his face was extremely solemn, and the hand holding the stick had secretly channeled spiritual power, ready to attack at any time.

   At this time, the screams of the demon army were in full swing from outside the hall, but the inside of the hall was terribly quiet.

   The two looked at each other silently. The atmosphere in the hall seemed to freeze.

After a long time, a smile appeared on the icy face of Evil Jiao: "Don't be afraid, I said don't be afraid. If you come to me, if the foundation is not dark enough, I don't like it. If you don't want to say it, I don't ask. It's been a long time since a monster dared to look me in the eye, I like you!"

   With a random move, the two banshees spread out a map of Dragon City and the surrounding area in front of the monkeys. Another banshee took a long stick and gave it to the evil Jiaojiao.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you kill him. His strength is poor. If he dies, he will die. However, if he dies, no one will care about this area. This has caused me a lot of trouble." Point the stick in your hand on the map and stare at the monkey with a smile.

   Looking down, the monkey saw that the tent area outside the city was divided into small squares on this map, and the stick pointed to was where his camp was located.

   "How is it? Help me take care of it?"

   "How to manage?"

"Do whatever you want. I just think there is someone out there who can hold back." Wei Jiao paused for a while, and then the evil dragon said, "I hate dealing with those little demons, they are stinky and don't know anything, only I know the ghosts are called ghosts. It is much more convenient to have someone here who can talk."

   "Don't you need to pay gold essence regularly? I don't want to extort money like crocodile essence." The monkey raised his head and asked.

"Golden spirit?" Evil Jiao laughed suddenly, he raised his head, and said with a very enjoyable expression: "Golden spirit is the most beautiful thing in this world, shining brightly. Hehehe, like gems, this kind of I want as much as I have. But, it's blackmail, can you get it with regular payment? Crocodile spirits are searched everywhere, do you think he lives in the city?"

  Monkey didn't answer, just stared at him blankly.

"Those poor ghosts in the tent area, no matter how hard you scrape them, you won't be able to find much. What I don't like the most is the crocodile spirit. All day long, I just want to dig from those poor ghosts. He didn't think about it, did other leaders have more?"

   Hearing this sentence, the monkey's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Did you hear it?" Evil Jiaolong looked at the monkey meaningfully, grinned even more happily: "I like smart people, oh no, they are smart demons. There are a total of 151 districts here, I You are now the leader of one of the areas by default. You can do whatever you want, including killing the leaders of other areas and merging their territories. Hehehe, it's like you killed the crocodile spirit. I always feel that one One hundred and fifty-one, a bit too much. If someone can help me reduce it, I will be very pleased. Hahahaha.”

   Evil Jiao's sharp laughter echoed in the empty hall, and was abruptly stopped.

   He lowered his head and said coldly to the monkey: "But, everything is in your own name, understand what I mean?"

   "Understood." The monkey replied with a blank expression.

   "Just understand, just go on. Don't let me down. If you do it well, there will be unexpected rewards."

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