Chapter 47

"Where's the beast, dare to ruin my joyous event!"

Elder Qian was furious, he was taken aback for a moment, and he took a flying sword and flew into the air, leading the Huanxi Sect to chase and kill him.

A series of spiritual lights galloped through the air.

Elder Qian's face was pale, he glared at Elder Chen, gritted his teeth and cursed: "You crow's mouth!"

Elder Chen just said that Su Zimo was injured like this, so he could escape?

As a result, a monkey emerged from nowhere, killed several sect disciples, and rescued Su Zimo.

Elder Chen looked innocent.

Elder Chen has been scolded twice by elder Qian pointing his nose because he was chasing down this Su Zimo. He also suffocated his stomach and had nowhere to vent.

Elder Chen looked at the monkey running in the distance, his eyes were full of resentment, and he said coldly: "This animal is not fast, it can't escape for long!"

Just like half a year ago, when Su Zimo was besieged by a pack of wolves, when he was most in distress, the monkeys stepped forward and pulled him back from the gate of the ghost.

But this time, it was different from six months ago.

The monkey has the spirit of vertical mountain, rock climbing skill, can jump and wander in the jungle, like walking on the ground, but it is not good at speed.

What's more, the monkey is still carrying a person on his back.

Su Zimo took advantage of external factors such as environment and terrain to make Huanxi Sect lose all soldiers and soldiers, but also because of these factors, it was difficult for the monkey to avoid the sight of the Huanxi Sect.

External factors are a double-edged sword, benefiting oneself and the enemy.

Early winter is coming, and heavy snow is flying. Although the old trees are there, they are bare. There is no lush jungle and dense foliage. The figure and track of the escape of the monkey can be seen in the snow at a glance.

Su Zimo was weak, lying on the back of the monkey, feeling the whirring sound in his ear, and his heart was sad, and he whispered: "Dead monkey, who can't escape, you put me down and go by yourself. ."

The monkey didn't make a sound, sprayed white air from his nostrils, and ran forward continuously, sweating profusely, his strength was clearly exerted to the extreme, and his physical exertion was intense.

The sound of the clothes pierced in the air is getting closer and closer.

The flying speed of the qishi's sword is obviously much faster than that of the monkey!

Su Zimo sighed softly: "Monkey, it is me that these people are going to kill. Put me down, you still have the hope of escape. If this continues, within a quarter of an hour, you and I will be overtaken and die here. ."

The monkey still didn't make a sound, his expression was dull, his eyes sharp, and he stubbornly ran forward.

Su Zimo gritted his teeth, punched the monkey on the shoulder with a heart-felt heart, and said loudly: "You leave me, only one person will die, you take me, and we will all die! Such a simple truth, why are you? Don't understand? Why don't you understand?"

"Dead monkey, aren't you very clever or clever? You are stupid! Get out of here!"

"Roar!"

With red eyes, the monkey suddenly roared, shaking the earth, and the snowflakes on the surrounding ancient trees were shaken down.

Everyone in Huanxi Sect, who was chasing after him, was startled when they heard the sudden roar of the monkey.

fear? anger? Still desperate?

They don't understand.

But Su Zimo understood.

"I'm happy, don't worry about it!"

This is the monkey's response to him.

The monkey is not stupid. From the moment it rescued Su Zimo, it knew that they might all die here.

But the monkey was saved.

Six months ago, Linghou rescued Su Zimo because it had an enmity with the Canglang clan.

Half a year later, Linghou rescued Su Zimo because it regarded him as a brother who shared hardships and died together.

This is a tacit understanding between one person and one monkey, even without words, it is clear to the heart.

Su Zimo was silent for a while before he smiled.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Su Zimo laughed heartily.

Everyone in Huanxi Sect was confused. They didn't understand why Su Zimo could still laugh, and laugh so freely and so happily.

Their hearts were already numb, and they couldn't realize the friendship between Su Zimo and Linghou.

In the eyes of everyone, the monkey is a beast with no wit, and Su Zimo is just a dying struggling person.

But the happier Su Zimo smiled, the more angry they became.

"Do it!"

With an order from the elder Qian, many flying swords tore through the wind and snow, and the sky was full of clouds, galloping in.

At this moment, the distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, and it has entered the attack range of the Huanxi Sect.

The monkey ran to the left, took a step to the right, sometimes leaning over, sometimes jumping, trying his best to dodge it desperately.

puff!

Blood light flashed.

The monkey's figure trembled, his feet staggered, and then he straightened his body and continued to run as if nothing had happened.

Su Zimo looked down, and saw that the monkey's thigh was pierced by a flying sword, blood was flowing like a shot, and a string of scarlet and dazzling blood was left behind on the snow.

Su Zimo felt a pain in his heart, and he could clearly sense that the sword just hit his back.

But at the last moment, the monkey jumped up suddenly...

Perceiving Su Zimo's worry, the monkey turned his head and grinned, looking silly, as if he wanted Su Zimo to feel at ease.

Su Zimo's vision gradually blurred.

I don't know if it's the wind and snow, or something else.

The speed of the monkey slowed down obviously, and the pace was not as agile as the original. He was limping, a little embarrassed, and a little pitiful.

The thighs are pierced, and it hurts to death. How can it be okay?

However, the monkey never gave up.

Suddenly, the monkey threw away the Hunyuan iron rod, dragged Su Zimo off his back and hugged it in front of his chest.

It was just a simple action, and Su Zimo understood it.

The monkey is worried about the flying sword from behind.

It was worried that Feijian would stab Su Zimo in the first place, so it hugged Su Zimo in front of its chest and exposed its back under Feijian!

Everyone in Huanxi Zong chased tighter and got closer.

suddenly!

The corner of Su Zimo's eyes jumped wildly, his scalp exploded and his hairs stood up.

Extremely dangerous!

Hanyue Dao was not by his side, Su Zimo took off the blood crystal bow for the first time, and looked squintingly. Among the many flying swords behind the monkey, there was a ring-shaped spiritual weapon with two spiritual patterns flashing on it, dazzling. Eye-catching.

The monkey didn't notice the threat of this ring-shaped spiritual weapon, and barely avoided the many flying swords. He added a few more wounds to his body, and his flesh and blood turned out, making it hideous and terrifying.

This ring-shaped magical weapon rushed straight to the back of the monkey's heart and smashed it over.

Can't hide it!

Su Zimo bit the tip of his tongue, exhausted the last strength in his body, raised the blood crystal bow, and slammed it hard at the ring-shaped spiritual weapon!

when!

Su Zimo was shocked, and the blood crystal bow let go.

A cloud of blood exploded from Su Zimo's right arm, the skin exploded, the large tendons broke, and all the bones in the arm were broken and drooped.

This is a middle-grade spiritual weapon, a full blow of the monk in the middle of foundation construction.

Su Zimo couldn't bear it at all.

The ring-shaped spiritual weapon was blocked by the blood crystal bow, paused for a while, and it still slammed heavily on the monkey's back.

boom!

The monkey's back was deeply sunken, and there was a sound of bone cracking that oozes people, and his whole body was shaken. He held Su Zimo and was hit directly, and fell into the snow not far away.