The young man flew from a high place and pounced on the eleven-meter-high giant ape. His long black and white hair was like a flying cloak behind his back. The light of the moon and the sun illuminated his silhouette, just like the hero in mythology who wields a sword against the dragon. .
"boom!"
A huge palm as tall as a man slapped the boy, and then it was like hitting a ball with a racket. The boy paused on the palm for a moment, and his bones made a clicking sound, and then fell to the ground at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, stirring up a cloud of dust.
"Ouch!"
The boy on the ground didn't make a sound, but the giant ape screamed, covering the boy's palm and slapping it. Blood trickled out and dripped on the ground.
"Cough, it hurts!"
Zheng Yuan fell to the ground weakly, his body was a little twisted, his chest was sunken, and it looked like he had several broken ribs. His right hand was twisted, and there was blood on the knife he was holding tightly in his palm. He looked at the wailing scaled King Kong, and smiled evilly, showing the blood. of white teeth.
"Ouch!"
The Scaled King Kong roared angrily, and not only did the skin of his left palm break, but the bones were also chopped open!
He roared angrily at Zheng Yuan, lowered his injured left hand, and rushed towards Zheng Yuan.
Seeing the ugly face of the Scaled King Kong getting closer and closer, Zheng Yuan kept his eyes open and shouted with his last breath.
"Uncle, help me!"
The boy's somewhat hoarse voice echoed in the empty world. The sudden loudness made the Scaled King Kong stop subconsciously, and then he realized that he had been deceived and became even more angry!
"whisper!"
In his blur of consciousness, Zheng Yuan vaguely heard a soft sound, like a wind chime being blown by the wind, a clear spring flowing, and a gust of wind blowing over Zheng Yuan.
The world fell silent, and Zheng Yuan looked in front of him blankly.
The scale-armored King Kong, who was running angrily, stood there in a daze, his big eyes revealing confusion, wanting to look down to see what was wrong with his body and why he had no strength.
But this action seemed to trigger something. A thin red line appeared from the middle of its forehead, then extended, a drop of blood seeped out, and finally divided into two halves, with the cut surface as smooth as a mirror.
Behind the Scaled King Kong, the sky and the earth became silent, and the golden clouds parted with that slash, revealing the sun that was originally hiding behind! The mountains in the distance were also separated from the middle.
"It's so beautiful!"
Or the morning glow, or the sunrise, or the beauty of life. Zheng Yuan coughed up blood and looked at the sunset, smelling the smell of blood in the air, and felt the beauty of life again.
"The sword energy spans thirty thousand miles... Well! This must be a strong man!"
Zheng Yuan smiled foolishly. He suddenly found his goal in life. Originally he just wanted to wait for death and let the protagonist protect the world, but, but! If I could have this kind of power... how cool would it be!
The thought that one day he would be able to split the sky and separate the world with just one knife like he did now, made Zheng Yuan tremble all over just thinking about it.
After an unknown amount of time, a black shadow covered Zheng Yuan's eyes. Melk, who was covered in knife marks, looked at Zheng Yuan silently.
"Hahaha! Uncle, it's so awesome! Ahem, it's so awesome."
While coughing up blood and laughing, Zheng Yuan reached out his hand to Melk. Zheng Yuan's eyes were bright, full of expectation.
Melk supported Zheng Yuan, picked up Zheng Yuan with one hand and held it carefully, and picked up the package Zheng Yuan dropped with one hand.
"Let's go home!"
Vaguely, Zheng Yuan heard a deep voice.
"I'm back, I brought a gift for Xiaomei."
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"Uncle, wear it and watch it!"
Zheng Yuan rummaged through the package and took out a small speaker connected to a headset. It is an amplifier that can increase the volume up to ten times. It is usually used by teachers and other personnel.
"......What's this?"
Melk put on the headset, and a small voice came from the speaker.
"d(ŐдŐ๑)Σ(っ°Д°;)っ"
Xiaomei, who was holding a little white rabbit doll next to her, was stunned for a moment and looked around in shock.
"What's wrong, my lovely daughter? Don't you like the doll Xiaomu brought you? That's not okay..."
Picking up Xiaomei, Melk babbled. Xiaomei's eyes were straight and she was at a loss.
"Uncle...don't you have any self-consciousness?"
Zheng Yuan, who was covered in bandages, said speechlessly, stretched out his hand held by the healing kelp, and held his forehead helplessly.
"What self-consciousness? What's wrong with me? Xiaomu, why are you talking so strangely? You were so close to me before, and you even took a bath with me, but then you were about to go down the mountain for no reason. If I hadn't happened to get up and see you today, you would have been in danger!" Melk looked innocent.
"Too many words..."
Zheng Yuan had endless things to say.
“๐·°(৹˃̵﹏˂̵৹)°·๐”
Somehow, Xiaomei suddenly started crying, hugging Melk's neck, wiping her tears and nose on it.
"What's wrong with my daughter? Don't you like the little white rabbit? Dad will bring you one next time..." He hurriedly comforted Xiaomei.
"Hahaha!"
Zheng Yuan laughed happily, which echoed with Xiaomei's cries, making Melk even more panicked.
