"This is... golden monkey?"
If white apes are relatively rare, then golden apes are really spiritual beasts. At that moment, Bai thought he had seen the legendary Monkey King. He was seven feet tall, with golden hair that looked very good, and the monkey hair was swaying in the wind. Full of posture. ?ranwe?n?ｗ?ｗ?ｗ?． ?r?a?n?w?ena`ｏｍ
Compared with the white ape who transformed into a scholar and looked elegant, the golden-haired ape simply didn't bother to change.
In fact, it is easier for apes to practice cultivation, and their brains are smart enough. Unlike Bai, whose brain was not as big as a walnut back in the day, apes and hozens have flexible limbs and are good at climbing and jumping. No matter how you look at it, they are cold-blooded and sleepy when the weather is cold, and excited when the weather is hot. Animals are strong, but thinking about trying to snatch the relics from the white ape makes my head hurt.
The golden-haired ape carries a thick tree trunk on its shoulder as a weapon, grinning fiercely.
There is no Lingbo who can step lightly on grass leaves and branches without leaving any traces. Others would like to have no footprints when they are rushing to show off their profound cultivation and reveal their abilities as immortals. Instead, this guy is full of domineering, and the rainwater collects in the footprints and turns them into small puddles.
The rain is still falling, and the water drops are stained with golden hair, which is wet. He is hunched over and has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. He is full of evil spirits and is unspeakably wild and violent.
A certain person rolled his eyes and retreated to the tree without leaving a trace, standing far away to watch the excitement, trying to reduce his sense of presence as much as possible, so as not to get into trouble with such ferocious beasts for a five-hundred-year-old elixir. God knows the specific details.
Retreat to the tree to ensure a safe escape route.
The fourth rule of survival is to run for your life when faced with danger.
The golden-haired ape has a steady pace and a fierce momentum. There is no magic to intercept the drizzle. Many monsters like to live in the original way. They don't hold an umbrella or wear clothes on rainy days. What's more, they still maintain the habit of running on all fours. It's not a stupid person who can't learn it. , but focused all their energy on hunting and fighting and didn't bother to pay attention to useless details.
He stood still and punched the ground with the wooden stick of unknown material on his shoulder.
Boom ~ splashing muddy water.
Several demon kings stood aside and watched, and the scholar Bai Yuan smiled and greeted him with all due etiquette.
"Brother, you are indeed here."
The golden-haired ape looked at the white ape up and down with disdain on his face.
"It's really embarrassing. He was injured by a little thief. I will kill him personally. Otherwise, I really think that this hundred thousand mountain can come and leave whenever it wants. After taking care of the thief, I will take care of you!"
"Thank you, brother. His magic weapon will interfere with your mind, so you must be careful."
The golden-haired ape curled his lips in disdain, walked to the tree with a wooden stick in hand and lay down to sleep. He was not worried about sneak attacks or plots. Not many monsters dared to do this in Shiwan Mountain.
Bai Yu smiled wryly and said hello to several demon kings. He seemed to be very interested in the fox demon and kept courting him. His aesthetics should be the same as those of humans outside. He didn't like female elephant demons, and his eyes stayed more on Bai Yu. I don't know. It can be seen that Bai Jiao still purely likes beauty.
The python demon king faintly warned the white ape, seeming to be dissatisfied with the graceful white ape.
Rumble~!
There was lightning and thunder in the sky. Lightning and thunder appeared at the same time, indicating that the lightning strike point was very close. A towering ancient tree flickered with sparks and then calmed down, without igniting a fire.
Bai Yu was thinking about what treasures there were in the ruins that attracted prying eyes, whether the White Ape had found anything good by occupying the ruins, who the thief was who ventured into the Southern Wilderness, and most importantly, how many demon kings and demon kings there were in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. , what kind of golden-haired ape is it?
When I first arrived, I was at a loss. I didn't know what the social relationships among the demon kings were like, and I didn't know what the customs were, such as what they were waiting for when they gathered here.
The only thing we know so far is that the Demon King's residence is relatively close, and it is impossible to come to join in the fun if it is far away.
In the past, I spent many years wandering around the periphery and the Central Plains, inadvertently neglecting Shiwandashan. It seems that I am very incompetent as a demon, and now I look like a tourist from out of town.
Just when Bai Yu was thinking wildly, he suddenly frowned!
"Devil? It's getting more and more interesting~"
There is no mistaking the scent of monsters. Monsters appear deep in the mountains where they should not appear. The outsiders who sneaked into the ruins to steal things and fight with the white ape turned out to be monsters. The ruins have already been rummaged through by the Demon King. What high-value treasure?
The golden-haired ape stood up, holding a thick wooden stick with a bad expression on his face, and the other demon kings also became wary.
No one noticed that the rain suddenly became heavier...
He silently left the big tree and disappeared into the rain. Since he was a monster, he would definitely take action. No matter what the other demon kings thought, they could not stop Bai Yu.
Black clouds rolled in the sky, strong winds gusted, and a strong monster appeared surrounded by black energy.
The tall evil demon holds a black tower-shaped magic weapon in his hand. When you stare at the black pagoda, you will feel as if someone is talking non-stop in your mind, constantly arousing desire and anger in your heart, provoking dark emotions and disturbing your mind.
Unexpectedly, such a powerful monster exists in the world. The joint efforts of Chunyang Palace and the Western Sect to kill them are not complete. Bai Yu sees the big devil behind the monster for the first time. He simply speculates that this is the only big devil still alive, or there may be others. If you omit it, it will definitely feel uncomfortable to be searched and hunted by the two major sects.
That magic weapon... was taken away by the Master and Qi Yun hundreds of years ago, but it actually reappeared and was taken to the Southern Wilderness.
Close your eyes and then open them, scan the surroundings with vertical pupils, and use the eyes of reality...
"We're going to do something~"
Sure enough, there was another demon lurking nearby, apparently trying to sneak into the ruins without anyone noticing. Bai Yu was very happy to thwart their plan. He rummaged through his storage bag and took out an oil-paper umbrella, and started doing business as a hawker again.
The monster was as tall and strong as a bear, with exposed fangs covered with scratches and brown stains. It had a coarse cloth around its waist, its skin was dark and rough, its hair was disheveled, its facial features were ugly and full of hostility, and there were still blood stains on the corners of its mouth.
Maybe the theft failed, so they came to ask for it and resorted to tricks.
Facing several demon kings, the monster showed an ugly smile with its big mouth full of blood and residual flesh. It was unknown what it ate and hurt its mouth. The injured gums and lips were still bleeding, which added to the weirdness and cruelty.
"Hello everyone, I am negotiating with you in a friendly manner. All powerful monsters, please allow us to sit down and talk slowly~"
The golden-haired ape mentioned the thick wooden stick and was too lazy to talk. A fight might break out at any time.
The rain was still falling, wetting the golden hair of the golden-haired ape, and also wetting the devil's long hair. Suddenly, Bai Bai, holding an oil-paper umbrella, came to the devil's side.
"Would you like to buy an umbrella? One tael of silver per piece, the price is fair, and I have a good reputation~"
The demons and demons were stunned, not knowing what the fuss was about.
Suddenly, the black devil's eyes widened suddenly. He remembered an ancient legend that has been circulating in the Central Plains for a long time. Every time it rains, if a woman in white sells an umbrella, she must buy it. What she buys is not only the umbrella but also her own life. The umbrella seller also sells it. It's most likely a real dragon!
"You...you are the umbrella dragon!"
"I've been discovered ~ Smart Devil ~ Do you want to buy it or not?"
Bai Yu raised his head, his eyes glowing red and he sneered at the demon. The atmosphere became depressing in vain.
Raindrops are falling heavily...
