The Monkey King

  I saw that squirrel spirit blushed, and shouted righteously: "This is not sour! This is bookish! Do you understand bookishness? You are illiterate."

  Shortmouth stared at him up and down with shame, turned his face to the old cow and asked, "Isn't this sour?"

   "My teeth are almost sore." Lao Niu immediately helped.

   There was another burst of laughter, and the tense atmosphere all of a sudden eased a lot.

   That squirrel spirit clenched his two big front teeth with an angry look, but he could only wave his sleeves and say, "I don't have the same knowledge as a layman like you."

   "Hey? I'm still a layman? What? Not satisfied? Shall we have a fight?" Short Mouth immediately rolled up his sleeves.

   "The gentleman speaks but does not move! The gentleman speaks but does not move!" The squirrel spirit stepped back a few steps in fright, blinking at the monkey with a pair of eyes.

   "Alright, alright, business is important." Monkey sighed helplessly.

   Short Mouth sat down, but the two bird eyes were still staring at the squirrel spirit, seemingly provocative.

   The squirrel spirit walked over, but did not dare to sit too close to the short mouth, so he had to lean towards the monkey.

   stretched out his hand to pick up the branch discarded by the short mouth, and the squirrel spirit opened his sleeves, coughed dryly, made a gesture, and was about to start the speech.

   The monkey sitting beside him snatched the branch from his hand, raised his hand to signal him not to talk, and said, "Let's talk about what's going on here."

   "Uh... this subordinate is puzzled, please make it clear to the king. What does this... here mean?"

   "I heard that Heavenly Court attacks Dragon City almost every year, right?"

"right."

   "You said that you have been here for a year and have experienced the attack of heaven?"

  Squirrel laughed dryly, rubbed his hands, and said with a naive smile: "King Qi, I have experienced it, and I have not experienced it."

   "I said you sour, what the **** are you selling!" Short Mouth roared angrily.

   The two monsters stared at each other again.

  Monkey gave a short glance: "Speak."

   "When the subordinate came down, it was just after the fight, and the reward for meritorious deeds. Isn't this considered experience, or not?" After saying that, Squirrel Jing cast a short glance provocatively.

  Monkey thought for a while, and then asked: "Then let me ask you, do the goblins outside the city participate in every battle?"

   "Every time the subordinates don't know. The subordinates have only seen it once. Last time, they really participated in all of them."

   "How was the last battle?"

   "Win."

   "How did you win?"

"This…"

   "It's been a year, and you don't even know how you won?" Monkey snorted coldly: "At this level, do you still want to be a military division?"

The squirrel spirit hurriedly stood up, knelt aside and shouted: "I really don't know. My subordinates only know that they attacked eighty battleships before and after, and finally two returned. Those who survived on the battleships were rewarded and earned by the Flood Demon King. Your Majesty. Your Majesty should plan as soon as possible. Only by expanding your power can you survive in similar battles in the future!"

   After saying that, bow down.

   "Eighty ships... two ships back..." Hearing this ratio, whether it was the old white ape, the short-mouthed, or the old cow, all of them were slightly shaken.

  Monkey then asked: "That evil Jiao's own soldiers didn't attack?"

   "No. The Jiao Demon King's personal soldiers only guard the city and do not participate in the war."

   Hearing this, the monkey couldn't help but sneered, and looked at the dignified demons with his eyes: "Everyone should understand now, right?"

   That group of five monsters, except for the unknown reason, the squirrel spirit seems to have already known, and the rest have long been ashes.

After a long sigh, the monkey continued: "That is to say, it was not the evil scorpion who defeated the heavenly court, but a motley army of goblins outside the city. The evil scorpion did not participate in the battle at all. These fairies, who were usually untrained and cultivated, were ordinary. How did they defeat the Heavenly Army? Could it be that the Heavenly Army has nothing to do with food? They underestimate the enemy. After fighting for so many years and so many times, it is impossible to underestimate the enemy. Plus eighty warships went out and two came back. I guess, this place started at the beginning It's a trap set by Heaven..."

  Monkey did not continue, because he had already said enough.

   At this time, the atmosphere had already fallen into silence, a terrible silence.

  Perhaps they had already guessed the answer, but they just didn't want to admit it. Today, I wanted to go out and find evidence to convince the monkeys, but I didn't find the evidence to convince the monkeys, but the evidence to convince them came to the door.

   The old white ape buried his head lower and lower, looking very depressed. The old cow was silent, staring blankly in a daze. Short Mouth blinked and breathed heavily.

   These six fairies sat on the grass for a while without saying a word.

   For a long time, Short Mouth slowly raised his head, bit the bird and stared at the demons and said, "I think... we can... become the only two remaining battleships."

   The voice trembled slightly.

   "Huh, are you crazy?" Monkey sneered.

"I'm not crazy. As long as there is a chance, we should fight for it!" Short Mouth stood up, he cared about the other monsters and clenched his fists and shouted: "Fight, brothers, fight! Just prepare Enough is enough, we can definitely win!"

   "Do you know what you're talking about?" The monkey also stood up: "This place was originally a trap. You know it's a trap and you still want to jump?"

   "We've already jumped—!" Short Mouth suddenly growled hysterically at the monkey.

   The voice spread throughout the camp, and all the little demons stopped their movements and stared at Short Mouth.

   Faced with the sudden loss of control of the short mouth, the monkey also opened his eyes wide for a moment.

   stared blankly at the monkey, and the expression of the short mouth gradually became a little strange. His eyes seemed a little dazed, he lowered his voice, and choked a little: "We have no retreat... Do you understand? We are not you, you have no enchanting energy. If you want to leave, no one can stop us. What about us? You know that even if The few of us may not be able to get out of here alive! Not to mention those little demons!"

"You see, we're not as good as you. It doesn't matter where you go, a team of sky surveyors won't catch you. By the time the others arrive, you'll be gone. We're not like you, you know? As long as we... as long as we are not careful, we will lose our lives!"

  Short mouth stood blankly, as if he had lost his soul, with hot tears in his eyes.

   This is the first time the monkey saw him cry.

   lowered his head, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hands, and muttered to himself, "What if we get out of here? We are still worried all day long, and we are chased by sky surveyors every day. How long can we live?"

"So, even if it's a trap. As long as... as long as there is a silver lining... aren't there two boats of goblins still alive? As long as we can be one of those boats. When... when we're in town, you're right. No! Lao Niu, White Ape... Are you right? And didn't he say it just now? Evil Jiao's personal soldiers don't need to participate in the battle, as long as we get through this level, we can..."

   Short Mouth didn't go on, because he couldn't go on anymore.

   Tears were streaming down his face. He opened his mouth wide and wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak. In the end, he could only crouch back to the ground, lowered his head and covered his face.

   80 live two, in fact, no matter who is present, including Short Mouth himself, knows what this probability means.

   But what else could he believe except this?

  The entire camp was silent, only the shoulders with their short mouths tightly covering their faces and twitching slightly.

   It must have been a whole day.

  This owl lasted a whole day...

   I tried so hard, so many people died, I finally walked all the way, I thought I would see a ray of sunshine, but I found that I just jumped into another trap.

   That kind of mood, how desperate.

   Looking around, the monkey suddenly found that it was not just the short mouth that was desperate at the moment, but also the old cow, the white ape, and even the little demons.

   But should I accompany them crazy?

  Thinking of this, the monkey couldn't help but laugh, a little helplessly.

   "What about you? What do you think?"

  The old white ape buried his head deeply, and the old cow pursed his lips and said, "I also think... it's time to give it a try."

   took a deep breath, bit his lip, and exhaled slowly, the monkey bent down and picked up the cloud stick, and said lightly: "Okay, let's do it with you. Do what you like. Call me when you need my help."

   After saying that, he turned around and left with the cloud stick in his hand.

  The squirrel spirit turned his head and stared blankly at the back of the monkey, and bowed to him and shouted: "Send the king!"

After shouting   , he turned around and sat down, but suddenly found that the four monsters were staring at him. The pair of eyes seemed to have no good intentions.

   "Four colleagues, but there is a foreign body on the lower face?"

   Lao Niu gave him a disdainful wink: "Your Majesty is gone, why don't you follow me?"

  The squirrel spirit glared at the old cow: "What is this? Now that the military situation is urgent, the king needs to rest first. As a courtier, there is no reason to rest. Besides, if you leave, what if you are conspiring to rebel?"

   When he mentioned the word "Great King", he still did not forget to bow his hands to the moon.

   To this squirrel spirit, the other four monsters were completely speechless.