On the bank of the river where the monkeys cried one after another, it suddenly became quiet.

The thief looked clearly on the cross bridge, and a pure white monkey that was a circle larger than the other monkeys came out.

When the other monkeys on the river bank looked at this monkey, it was as if the ordinary people of the large mountain range faced the thief.

The low-brow attitude, the respectful nodding and bowing waist, as long as you are not a fool, this white monkey will never lose its status in the White Ape Mountain Range.

With all eyes in full view, the white ape looked like a human being, and walked forward with his feet upright, and reached the position about thirty steps in front of the Ji thief camp, with a squeaky voice in his mouth that seemed to be questioning.

Looking at the other monkeys, each of them looked like they were watching idols. They didn't dare to make any noise, and they all calmed down.

The bank of the river, which had almost turned the sky over noisy last moment, was quiet at this time. Such a strange atmosphere made many people feel uncomfortable.

The same is true for Ji Thief.

He looked at the white ape in front of him, hissed, half of his wounds hurt, and half of him was surprised by the performance of these monkeys.

"This monkey, is it here to find us to write a battle book?" Ji Zei asked puzzledly.

The clansmen on the left and right sides of Ji Thief all shook their heads, and they couldn't figure out what happened.

The thief beckoned and called Ahu.

Ji Zei pointed at the white monkey: "Shoot it to death."

Ahu was surprised: "Master Patriarch, didn't it come to write the war book? Isn't it too authentic to shoot it to death?"

Ji Zei rolled his eyes and said, "Why do you talk so much morality to the monkey? Listen to me, shoot it to death, don't show mercy to me. This guy walked out to be a living target by himself, no wonder we are."

Ahu snorted and nodded: "Okay."

As he said, he took a bow and arrow and prepared to take aim.

"Wait first." Ji Thief said.

Ahu: "???"

Ji Thief's mouth swung downwards: "Go down here, the top is on fire, the monkey can see it."

"···"

After a while of speechlessness, Ahu also looked helpless. Seeing Ji Thief's performance, he was determined to eat this monkey to death.

He couldn't help it. After all, Ahu himself felt that these monkeys were too cheap, so he walked off the cross bridge like a gust of wind, hid behind the camp gate, propped up his bow and arrow through the gap in the camp gate, and aimed at the monkey. .

The white monkeys are shouting and shouting outside. In the eyes of this beast, there is a large group of monkeys on his side, and he is holding a handful of humans who are too few in number.

Therefore, it has never thought of being careful, or in other words, the White Ape Mountain Range has not yet made the monkeys be careful of the existence of creatures.

It was screaming triumphantly, abruptly, with a whistling sound, and an arrow came out of the string. In the dark night, only the cold flashing copper tip of the arrow reflected the dazzling light.

The monkeys are not without sharp eyes. When they saw a flash of cold light, they screamed and issued a reminder sound, but whoever thought would not give the white ape any reaction time, an arrow directly from it Passed through the open mouth, and then peeked out from the back of its head.

Bai Yuan stayed in place, stiffened, and fell to the ground with a puff.

The dead body fell to the ground.

The monkey group exploded in an instant, and the monkeys screamed with faces, jumping and jumping, anxious and annoyed.

Until now, Ji Thief didn't know how the term monkey anxious monkey anxious came from.

What a real image.

Standing on the Hengqiao, Ji Thief was proud of his face. He ignored the pain on his body, and glanced at the monkeys contemptuously: "What do you say to pretend against me? Isn't it good to be alive?"

Everyone on the cross bridge was ashamed.

The monkeys blew the pot, and the leader was shot to death. They screamed and rushed to the camp frantically.

Ji Thief didn't panic at all. With a wave of his hand, the clansmen lost the copper spear and copper knife, and all took out the spear thrower. At the order of the Ji Thief, he swished and threw the spear like rain.

Just a wave of spears dropped, and there were nearly a hundred monkeys casualties.

Throwing a spear on a spear is no more than a second attack with a bow and arrow, which is much faster than the speed of a bow and arrow. I only saw that the tribe's hand shook and the second wave of spears had been thrown out.

If it were in the jungle, the spear thrower's damage to the monkey could be said to be negligible, but this was on the bare river bank. That guy, throwing the spear thrower would be a slaughter without suspense.

In just fifty steps, it has become Shura Purgatory.

Finally, the monkeys had to cling to the wooden wall and climb into the camp with the casualties. The tribe behind the wooden wall put down their spear throwers and grabbed copper spears and swords to fight.

Until this time, until the monkey group left the jungle home, the true combat power of the large mountains gradually revealed its clues.

The group of monkeys attacked for twenty minutes, but there was no monkey who had climbed over the wooden wall.

Gradually, the group of monkeys withdrew, as if they also felt that continuing to rush to death.

Moreover, when the monkeys saw the corpses of their companions lying horizontally in front of the wooden wall, they all showed a confused and helpless look.

Never, never once, the casualties of monkeys have been so great.

Moreover, because they have no command, they don't know what to do next.

Gradually, some monkeys dragged their broken bodies away from the river bank.

When one monkey left, the remaining monkeys also swayed.

In a short while, there was only a dark river bank with swaying torches, and only monkey corpses all over, and the melodious and affectionate shouts of Ji Thief.

"Master, are you leaving now? Come and play again."

No monkey stayed to take care of Ji Thief. Finally, the arrogance of this group of monkeys was severely hit by the defense they were planning to face Ji Thief.

Looks like this, these monkeys are afraid that they will be depressed for a long time.

After the monkeys had left for a long time, Ji Thief ordered to start cleaning the battlefield.

The people of our tribe have wooden walls to protect them, and they kill almost no damage, but the monkeys are different. They were first smashed by a spear thrower and then chopped by a copper knife, dropping 600 to 700 corpses.

Ji thief ordered the corpse to be put on the pile, and ordered a fire.

Standing in front of the burning pile of monkey corpses, Ji Zei looked in the direction of the jungle. He knew that there were countless monkeys who were unwilling to withdraw.

He snorted coldly and said loudly: "If you don't accept it, let's come again, believe it or not, I will blow up your ashes!"

The sound fell, and the silence of the jungle did not respond. At most, it was just a rustling sound from the shaking of the trees and the whirring sound when the vines swayed.

Upon seeing this, Ji thief shook his head: "A group of insults, this will retreat."

With a bad breath, Ji Zei turned around and returned to the camp.

It was not until this time that he remembered that his injury had not yet been dealt with, and hurriedly ran to Abai to deal with it. As a result, he found that all the places scratched by the monkey had stopped the bleeding by himself. He rubbed his hands and rushed. It was rusty, and it dropped countless blood scabs.

Seeing that Ji thief was speechless, he could only turn his head back to sleep.

In this sleep, not to mention how stable it is.

There are no monkeys squeaking to disturb sleep anymore, and there are no malicious monkeys outside staring at themselves wanting to make trouble. Isn't it enough to sleep well?

Even Ji Thief himself felt that with this sleep, he had to sleep until noon the next day before getting up.

But there is a saying that goes well, and things are counterproductive.

This is not it, just after the sky was overwhelmed, Ji Thief was shaken and woke up.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Tushan, who had bandaged the wound on his arm and head, squatted beside the ground floor, shaking himself.

Ji Zei turned around impatiently: "Tushan, can you let me sleep well? What are you doing?"

Tushan said calmly: "Master Patriarch, it's not good, the monkeys are here again."

With a flash, Ji thief sits up cleverly and directly: "What the hell? Come here again? Are you kidding me? Didn't you just beat them back last night? How to say these goods should be stopped for a day. Still attacking, Are they really afraid of death?"

Tushan shook his head: "No, the patriarch, these monkeys didn't come from the jungle this time."

The thief asked wonderingly: "Which direction does that come from? Isn't it heaven?"

Tushan still shook his head, and also said with a sarcasm: "Master Patriarch, aren't you nonsense? Can monkeys fly?"

Ji thief: "···"

Tushan said: "These monkeys came from the water this time."