Before the evil Jiao's hand touched the wooden door, he heard a "creak" and the wooden door opened by itself.

Bloodshot, but dull eyes, the fluff all over his body is wet as if soaked in a pool of blood, the pores on his forehead are still slowly seeping blood, and behind him, there are long blood stains, meandering. Wandering to a messy couch.

   slanted, and he fell to the ground, panting heavily. Drops of blood overflowed from his mouth, dripped, and merged into a pool on the ground.

   "Participate... Join Your Majesty."

   At this time, the body was trembling, it looked shocking, and it was extremely weak.

   Seeing this scene, Evil Jiao stayed for a while.

   He lowered his eyes and looked down at the monkey lying on the ground, stretched his voice and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

   "Hehe... I practiced a practice, I think something went wrong. Cough cough... Let Your Majesty laugh." He held on to the wooden door and tried to stand up again and again, but he couldn't stand up no matter what.

"Yo? What kind of exercise is so dangerous." Evil Jiao stretched out his left hand and pushed open the wooden door on the other side. His right hand had quietly exerted his spiritual power. He lifted his leg and crossed the threshold to cross the monkey, his icy gaze slowly He glanced around the room: "Don't show it to me first, I would like to help you identify it first."

   "Your Majesty is joking... How dare I trouble Your Majesty with such a trivial matter. Ha ha ha ha ha..." The monkey slowly closed his eyes and propped up his eyelids weakly.

   Holding the wooden door with one hand, his face was extremely pale, and he seemed to faint at any moment.

  After confirming that the house was empty, the evil Jiao's eyes finally landed on the blood-stained couch.

  The quilt and grass on the couch had been torn to shreds by the monkeys, and even the planks had been broken, and the whole thing had collapsed. It's a mess.

   "This is what you did?"

   "Let Your Majesty... laugh." The monkey shook his head slowly, trying to make himself more conscious.

"The injury is not clear." The evil Jiao slowly turned around to look at the monkey, slowly released his fingers, and reached out to probe the monkey's veins, but he shrank quickly when he saw the bloodshot hanging from the fluff. came back.

  The monkey didn't answer either, and couldn't stand up. He could only turn around, leaning against the door, slumped on the ground, and looked at the evil Jiao with a smile.

   That smile was mixed with pain.

   "Since it's really unwell, then take a good rest. The Heavenly Army will arrive in the next few days. You, the general of the chariot and cavalry who is in charge of the demons outside the city, can't miss your seat."

   "Thank you, Your Majesty." The monkey bowed his hands weakly.

   "Okay, you should rest early." After saying that, Evil Jiao flicked his sleeves and stepped out of the door.

   At this moment, the monkey suddenly clutched his chest, a mouthful of blood sprayed out, and a few drops of blood fell on the hem of the evil Jiao!

   Seeing this scene, the monsters waiting outside the door exclaimed, "General! General! Are you alright?"

   flew towards the monkey one by one.

Evil Jiao lowered his head and glanced at the few blood stains on his skirt, his expression was very disgusting, he looked at the panicked demon servant and said coldly: "Don't worry, I can't die. If it really is so easy to die... Hmph, then Damn it."

   At this time, Jinzhi came in a hurry, and when he saw the evil Jiao, he hurriedly knelt down.

  Evil Jiao didn't say much, and walked away coldly.

   After the Evil Jiao left, Jin Zhi walked over and pushed the demon servant away to check the monkey's injury. After just one glance, he hesitated to turn around and follow the Evil Jiao's footsteps.

   In the gap between the human walls, a pair of eyes stared weakly at the two people who were leaving.

  …

   "Your Majesty, he is..."

"God knows."

   Outside the gate, the carriages in the palace have followed closely behind.

   Seeing the evil Jiao come out, the two demon servants hurriedly lay down on the ground to make foot pads, and the other lifted the curtain of the car.

   Raised his legs and straddled the carriage, the evil Jiao sat down.

   "Return to the palace."

   "No!"

With a shout   , the carriage moved forward slowly.

  Jinzhi quickly followed.

   "Jinzhi."

   "The minister is here."

   "Those former subordinates outside his city have all enlisted in the army?"

   "The minister has deliberately checked it, and not a single one has been missed."

   "Have you ever had contact with him?"

   "No, I've never contacted it before. The monkey never mentioned any mobilization, just treated it like an ordinary demon."

Shaking, Evil Jiao leaned against the car window and said lightly: "Looking at what he looked like just now, I guessed that it was the failure to break through the Spirit Refinement Realm. Have you ever seen a case of failure to break through before? But this Waiting for the scene?"

   "I've never seen it before. I just know that it is dangerous to break through the realm of spiritual refinement. If it fails, it will be both dead and crippled."

Evil Jiao sighed and said: "Hmph, this monkey is really versatile. If he wants to break through, he doesn't dare to let me know. Well, if he really fails to break through, then his cultivation base is at least half of the current. This time. There are a lot of complaints outside the city. I am afraid that we have to send the city defenders to fight. I was worried about whether to let him fight with you. Now don't worry. If he really fails to break through, after this battle, he will not need to worry about it. came back."

  Jinzhi bowed his head silently.

   "You can arrange for him... to lead the troops to charge. In this way, it will also show the unity of our army and the people, and let the rumors fall by themselves. Hahahaha."

   "The minister has the order."

  …

   "General! General! Are you alright!"

  The demon servants were scrambling to help the monkey up.

   However, at this moment, the pained expression on the monkey's face slowly disappeared.

   "Don't... don't touch me, cough cough..."

   Those demon servants were shocked.

   "Don't touch me, I... can stand up by myself." He gritted his teeth and shivered, propping against the door, exerting force little by little.

  The **** body just stood up little by little in front of the crowd of demon servants, turned around slowly, moved his steps, and walked into the room.

   "All out... Close the door for me." He said with difficulty.

   "Yes...Yes, General." The demon servants were stunned one by one, so they had to bow slightly and slowly exit the door.

   In the empty room, he was alone again.

   In the future, the monitoring should be more rigorous.

  However, it was finally over.

  Thinking of this, the monkey couldn't help laughing, and the faint laughter quickly turned into a violent cough, spattering drops of blood.

   He had to hold the table with his hands to barely stand.

   "This evil Jiao... really for a moment... I don't dare to worry about me. Cough..."

   stood there blankly for a long time, and a flying insect flew in from the gap of the hidden window and turned into a human figure.

   "You know, did he just have a murderous intention? You won't be so lucky every time."

   "Yang Chan...you have the skills to refine the spirit realm, right?" Monkey asked in a daze.

"Do you want to study the Fa now?" Yang Chan slowly widened her eyes, pursed her lips, and looked at the slightly trembling body: "I just broke through forcibly, and now my meridians are damaged. This is an extraordinary injury... you…"

"I'm out of time...I'm out of time...cough...have to hurry." He shook his head slowly, trying to make himself more awake: "I want to learn... Somersault Cloud. The formula of Somersault Cloud... You have it too, right? "

   He smiled lightly, with a very sad smile.

"Right?"

   Looking at the body that could fall down at any time, Yang Chan could only bite her lip and nodded silently.

   Seeing Yang Chan's affirmative answer, those eyes finally closed with confidence, and her body slanted slightly and slowly fell.

   In a trance, he saw Yang Chan rushing towards him, panicking...

  …

   This seems to be a doomed monkey. As he himself said, he is a frequent visitor to the gate of hell.

   But it was this bumpy fate, the depressed life, that made him more determined.

   Pain is strength.

   All the pain, turned into strength, gathered in this tenacious heart, and became the nutrient of the deeply buried seed, waiting for the moment when the ground is broken and the sky is covered.

  Three hundred years of error is enough to change countless things, but, I don't know if it can be changed, he wants to change.

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