Chapter 19: It's you!

Chapter 19 It's You Who's Looking For Death!
It was getting dark and it was almost dusk.
At this time, walking in the Canglang Mountains is extremely dangerous. Even Su Zimo cannot guarantee his safety. Once encountering the spirit demon, he is still fierce.
But Su Zimo still chose to go out in search of a monkey.
Not only because the monkey had saved his life, but also because of the past six months, the feeling of one person and one monkey gradually deepened, it was more like a friendship.
Getting along with a monkey is much simpler than dealing with people.
It just needs to be honest.
Even though the lingo likes making troubles and playing tricks on Su Zimo, it doesn't deceive or use it.
The smell of the lingo monkey was pungent and very recognizable. Su Zimo sniffed a few times outside the cave mouth before choosing a direction to gallop away.
Su Zimo later learned that the monkey had a soft spot for his dung. If he tried to mess around with him, it was tantamount to treating him as his own.
On this way, Su Zimo encountered many spirit beasts.
But Su Zimo did not entangle with them, bypassed these spirit beasts, and continued to look for the smell of the monkey.
Most of these spirit beasts recognize Su Zimo, and will not go to find trouble for him.
Before long, Su Zimo stopped and fanned his ears, faintly catching the sound of Jin Ge's fighting.
"Ok?"
Su Zimo's eyes narrowed slightly.
How could there be a sound of weapon collision in this Wolf Mountain?
Even if it is a congenital master, it is not dare to go deep into the Canglang Mountains, let alone in the evening.
The cultivator!
Su Zimo's mind flashed these three words, his expression was uncertain.
If it was a year ago, Su Zimo would be eager to try and feel excited like a newborn calf.
Now, after a year of precipitation and tempering, Su Zimo has faded his greenness and impetuousness.
What's more important is that those who dare to stay in the Canglang Mountains in the evening will never be low, and cannot be the first-level or second-level practitioners!
Most spirit beasts in the Canwol Mountain range do not threaten the monkeys, but if you encounter a practitioner, the situation will be different.
At this point, Su Zimo crawled on the ground, using both hands and feet, his body twisted and bent, like a large python, passing through the jungle without any movement.
Anaconda plucking grass!
The one in Yi Jin's article can approach the opponent silently.
The voice of Jin Ge's fighting from the front became clearer and denser, with some men's laughter and women's coquettish voice mixed in between.
Then in the hazy night, Su Zimo lay in the grass, watching the battle outside ten feet away.
The trees around the battlefield have been chopped off by weapons, revealing a relatively spacious field. Five men in wide avenues are besieging a Huangshan woman.
Each of the five men controlled a flying sword, dancing with both hands, as if there was an invisible force connected with the flying sword.
The woman of Huangshan also controls a flying sword. The sword body is covered with a layer of frost. It looks much better than the five men's flying swords.
Feijian is controlled in the hand of Huang Shan women, it seems very elegant and fast.
There seems to be something treasured on the woman's body. Occasionally she was stabbed by the opponent's flying sword, and a mask was lit on her body, but the mask became weaker and lighter over time.
The Huangshan woman was struggling with an enemy of five, and seemed to be physically weak, obviously falling behind.
Seeing the fighting between the practitioners, Su Zimo had an eye-opening feeling.
Su Zimo retracted his gaze and looked aside.
On the edge of the battlefield, there were two men watching the battle. The two men's costumes were exactly the same as those of the five men on the battlefield, obviously all the way.
Among the two men, a spirit monkey stood, scaly all over, but looked emaciated, and his eyes flashed fiercely from time to time.
Su Zimo condensed to see, and saw that the monkey's arms and feet were tightly hooped by two iron rings. Barbs were formed inside the iron ring, which had penetrated into the flesh.
The monkey is completely free and hard to move!
Su Zimo has never fought with the practitioners, and he doesn't know what means they have. He doesn't even know the realm of these practitioners.
But when seeing the lingering monkey fail, Su Zimo's heart was in full swing, and his eyes were cold.
Su Zimo groaned a little, and did not take the first shot. Instead, he lowered his figure and hidden deeper.
Because he knew that once he shot, he must kill the enemy with one shot, and he couldn't give the opponent a slight reaction time!
This is not alone.
On the opposite side, there are seven spiritual masters!
A cheeky practitioner with a thin cheek laughed and said, "Little girl, you ca n’t hold on to this diamond charm for a long time. I urge you to stay away and avoid suffering!"
"Yes, the sword has no eyes. It would be a pity if you accidentally made a stroke on your little face."
"Haha, it won't last long even if you are a foundation monk!"
The yellow-breasted woman's eyebrows are upright, her expression is cold, and she whispered: "You guys are really trying to die. I am the monk Qingshuangmen. Don't open your eyes and quickly retreat!"
Su Zimo's heart stunned.
Unexpectedly, this woman in the yellow shirt turned out to be a monk at Zhuji.
The scary thing is that even if the monk Zhu Jiji lost some water, he is not the opponent of these five practitioners!
As for the Vajrayana said by practitioners, Su Zimo even heard and asked.
One of the fat-eared practitioners sneered: "Hey, now that I know you are a monk at Qingshuangmen, I can't let you go. Falling into the hands of our seven happy sons will surely make you immortal. ... dead, obedient! "
It seemed to be disturbed by this sentence, the flying sword controlled by the woman in Huangshan was paused, and she was stabbed again by two flying swords.
when! when!
A golden mask appeared around the woman's body, blocking two flying swords, but the golden mask was affected by this impact, and it was covered with cracks, which could break at any time!
Huang Shan woman clenched her red lips, said nothing, struggled to resist, and refused to yield.
On the other side, the bald-headed practitioner who was standing beside the spirit monkey looked relaxed and laughed: "This trip to the Wolf Mountain is not a small harvest, and this woman must have a lot of treasures. Most importantly, this woman no matter Whether it's a face or a body, it's the best, and it can make our seven brothers happy, haha. "
"But then again, if there is no trapped beast circle passed down by the master, I really can't hold the monkey." Another Qiqiang with a long stick in his hand pouted, with a lingering fear.
The bald sergeant snorted softly: "When I go back and torture the monkey well, and then force it to issue a blood oath, I won't believe that I can't control a beast!"
Seeing that the overall situation is set, the two will inevitably relax and talk casually.
At this moment, standing in the eyes of the still-moving spirit monkey, his blood flashed, and he leaped sideways, opened his mouth wide, exposing sharp teeth, and bite into his neck to practice the Qishi!
Spirit monkeys are bound by their hands and feet and cannot move, but for spirit beasts, biting is their ability to understand.
If this bite is in the bite, there is no chance for the practitioner to survive!
The monkey is tall and wants to bite the relatively short practitioner. In order to bite, it is necessary to lower his head, coupled with his physical restraint, his movements are slightly slower, and the person reacts.
Holding stick practicing Qishi suddenly changed colors, quickly dodging to avoid.
Stab it!
Although the stickman practicing Qishi avoided the key point of the neck, the shoulder was pulled down by the monkey with a big piece of meat.
"what!"
The stick-practice qi screamed, his face pale, his palm touched the small cloth bag around his waist, and a porcelain bottle was added to his palm.
This person opened the bottle, poured out a pinch of powder, and sprinkled it on the wound. The blood stopped temporarily. It was amazing.
After practicing the wound with the stick-practitioner, he was furious and raised his iron rod. There was a sudden flash of light on it, hitting the monkey's knee, and he cursed, "Animal, kneel me!"
A bang.
The monkey's body trembled, his eyes flashed with pain.
But this stick did not allow the monkey to kneel, but aroused its ferociousness!
The lingering monkey chewed the torn flesh frantically, swallowed it, swallowed it, and immediately laughed at the stickman who practiced qi, with eyes full of contempt, wild and untamed.
"Animals, you look for death!"
Seeing the monkey like this, the monk holding the stick was even more angry, and he did not want the wound to break open. He once again picked up the iron rod and smashed towards the monkey's Tianling cover!
Just then, a cold voice sounded in his ear.
"It's you!"
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