"Spare your life?"
Yang Ning seemed to have heard something incredible.
He smiled and said: "Your Majesty, these words are not consistent with your status."
The monkey king knelt on the ground, trembling and speechless.
Because he was begging for mercy from Yang Ning, the direction in which he knelt down was exactly the direction from which Yang Ning came.
But Yang Ning seemed not to accept his favor and walked to the side.
The king turned around and continued to kneel down to Yang Ning.
Yang Ning changed direction again, and he knelt down again.
Yang Ning pouted and said: "Old King, I can't bear the burden of your old bones."
Monkey King: "Then, just stand still and don't move. It will save me trouble."
"Why are you kowtowing to me?"
Yang Ning pointed at the little zombie that had crawled over and said, "Take a closer look at this little zombie. Does it look familiar?"
The old king turned around and looked over, immediately shook his head and said, "It doesn't look familiar, I've never seen it before!"
Yang Ning smiled and said: "Of course you haven't seen her. If you had, she wouldn't be who she is today."
"You know, old king, you are destined to be my little zombie. She was originally supposed to be enshrined in an organ box by human traffickers and offered to you, but unfortunately, due to some strange combination of circumstances, your fate was delayed by more than ten years."
Tick tock!
Cold sweat dripped from the monkey king's forehead.
He lay on the ground in fear and put his head on the ground, "Spare me, spare me..."
Yang Ning seemed to have not heard anything and said to herself: "Old King, let's play a game?"
"When you were seventy years old, you made seven hundred Gumantongs, right?"
"Well, Gumantong uses babies that have not yet been born. Most people use babies that have died young to make Gumantong, but you actually took a normal baby and made it..."
"Tsk, the old king is a cruel man. I am not as cruel as you."
Yang Ning stretched out his hand to signal the old king to look at the members of the Monkey King's royal family who were holding their heads or squatting or lying on the ground in the inner garden of the palace in front of him.
"I don't choose, just your royal family members."
Speaking of this, Yang Ning suddenly turned his head and shouted outside the palace gate: "Uncle! Come and have a feast!"
The confused old Kasang stood at the broken gate of the inner courtyard and said to himself with a confused look on his face: "W-where is this?"
"Good guy, so many people, so much food, this, this..."
Old Kasan, who has been fishing all his life, has never even been to Yada, the capital of the Monkey Country, let alone the palace.
So the scene in front of me was a little confusing for a while.
Of course, in order to ensure his appetite, Yang Ning did not let him notice the bloody scene.
Seeing that the uncle was still confused, Yang Ning ordered: "Tongtong, give the uncle a psychological hint."
"good!"
The next second, Old Kasang suddenly felt a feeling in his heart——
What happened in the past two days is too strange. Could it be that I had a dream? !
Since it is a dream, there is no need to be restrained!
It’s time to eat!
Patting the shoulder of the Monkey King who was kneeling next to him, Yang Ning said, "That uncle wants to eat something delicious."
"I'm thinking, if anyone in this monkey country has good food, it must be you!"
"So I brought him here."
"Our game starts with uncle."
Yang Ning pointed to the largely untouched dining table in the garden of the inner courtyard that was filled with all kinds of exquisite dishes and said, "Uncle, it's all yours."
"You can eat at whichever table you want."
After listening to Yang Ning's words, Old Kasang walked into the table closest to him first. Even with Tongtong's psychological suggestion, he still tentatively picked up the knife and fork and looked around cautiously.
Seeing this scene, Yang Ning smiled and said to the monkey king beside him: "Did you see that, uncle is about to start eating."
"The rules of our game are, wherever the uncle eats, I will randomly select a person from that table to become a zombie."
"Back then, you asked for 700 Gumantong imps for your 70th birthday, so this time I will get you 800 big zombies of your relatives, hehe..."
Yang Ning leaned down and leaned into the ear of the violently trembling old king of the Monkey Kingdom, and asked softly: "Old king, are you satisfied with this treatment?"
"me......"
"I-I'm chirping!"
The old king had been talking to Yang Ning in Xia Guoyu, but now he suddenly burst into a string of monkey language!
Then the old king himself held a bunch of densely packed corpses hidden in his spacious Nanyang king's robe, and smashed them towards Yang Ning!
Each of the little human corpses is the size of a palm, that is, the size of a few-month-old baby who has not yet been born!
Every villain is a Gumantong!
The ghost boy commonly known in Nanyang region!
"Anma Garu! Kala Garu!"
(Go to hell! There are more than a thousand resentful ghost children here!)
The 80-year-old old king of the Monkey Kingdom had a stern voice and seemed to be ready to fight to the death with Yang Ning!
However, Yang Ning grabbed his hand first!
"Hmph, old king, you don't have to pretend. What level do you think I can't see?"
Yang Ning smiled softly and said: "On average, it takes a hundred babies to make a Gumantong. Where can you get a thousand Wraith Ghost Boys?"
"You're scaring me like this now, do you want me to kill you directly and get it over with?"
Yang Ning's voice gradually gained a hint of enjoyment: "Don't worry, old king, you will die, but before that, you need to go through a little torture."
The old king had a look of extreme horror on his face and wanted to break free from Yang Ning's hands, but Yang Ning's hands were those that could slay a dragon with a sword. How could he break free if he wanted to?
Yang Ning grabbed the old king's hands and used a little force. The old king himself was fine, but the palm-sized baby bones that he had just thrown out of his hand shattered into powder!
Pieces of bone powder fell, and a white rag doll crawled out of Yang Ning's white cloth bag and fell to the ground.
The old king heard the sound of children crying and playing!
This sound became more and more shrill, so much so that the old king's whole body began to violently convulse and break out in cold sweats, as if he was suffering from epilepsy!
Yang Ning said softly: "Did you hear that, old king? This is the sound that more than a thousand resentful ghost children should have."
With that said, Yang Ning let go of the old king's hand.
"ah--"
The old king screamed and threw himself on the ground, quickly got up and wanted to escape!
But immediately he fell to the ground again as if he was overwhelmed by something!
"whee!"
The sounds of children playing were endless in the old king's ears. This sound sounded a little weak, but it was mixed with very strong resentment!
Yang Ning, who was standing aside, took the initiative to explain to the old king: "Well, these are the babies killed by your Lian Gumantong."
"They don't understand what's happening to them, so they laugh."
"As for resentment..."
Yang Ning smiled as he spoke, and he said to the old king: "Hey, king, not only did I find these ghost boys for you, I also..."
"We also found the ghosts of these ghost children's mothers."
"You are all taking babies alive, and these mothers are a little resentful."
Another white rag doll climbed out of Yang Ning's bag and fell to the ground.
In an instant, the laughter of all the ghost children on the scene suddenly stopped.
call--
The sinister wind swept across the ground, and more than a thousand sinister and strange figures swayed and quietly appeared.
For a moment, in the garden of the inner courtyard of the palace, there was only the sound of old Kasang eating alone.
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