The bitter wind blew past his body, squeezing the blood on his body, leaving only a little scarlet red still covering the fluff, like burnt red soil.

All the injuries on his body had been treated simply. He sat blankly on the charred ground, put the Xingyun stick on his shoulder, looked up at the sky in the west: "You and Yue Chao go first, protect the injured demons and go first, and take the little fox with you."

The eyes were as plain as water.

In the distance, the remaining monsters were re-dividing them in preparation for the next battle, and the two captured Sky Army warships were ready to evacuate.

"What about you?" Yang Chan stared at him tightly: "Do you really want to stay and wait for the Dragon Demon King? Maybe not only has it, but also a heavenly army..."

The monkey lowered his head, pursed his lips, and blinked his blood-filled eyes: "I have no way to escape, right?"

"I can erase all your traces so that he can't track you!"

"But can you erase their traces together?"

They refer to the pitiful demons in the distance.

They were looking at the monkey quietly with their eyes open.

Those eyes have no way to escape.

A depressing atmosphere permeates.

The monkey lowered his head and Yang Chan clenched his fists.

Silence was left with only the whistling sound of the wind.

After a long time, standing there blankly, Yang Chan took a deep breath, tried to calm her emotions, stared at the monkey in a daze, and bit her lips: "You promised me to fight only this time."

"Isn't this the battle yet?" The monkey turned his face and smiled foolishly. The voice trembled slightly, as if he was sloppy and felt guilty.

"Do you know who you are facing?" Her voice suddenly rose eight degrees: "That is a dragon demon in Taiyi Sanxian in the God Transformation Realm. Do you know? There is also a Tianjun, and most of them are Marshal Tianpeng's troops. Do you think Tianpeng's personal soldiers are comparable to those of the soldiers from the Black Turtle Division?"

Facing Yang Chan with an angry face, the monkey raised his head and looked at her, only smiling: "It doesn't matter who they are, what's important is that I am me."

There was a hint of gratitude in his eyes, but what Yang Chan wanted was not gratitude.

That's not what she wants.

She just wants him to live and doesn't want him to die.

"You're crazy, you're really crazy!" Yang Chan gritted her teeth, her body trembling, and her voice trembled: "I didn't agree from the beginning, and now you still want to face that demon king!"

"Who else can deal with the evil dragons except me? Is it up to them?"

"Do you think you can change something after you go?" Pointing at the demons in the distance, Yang Chan shouted: "Do you think you are really helping them? If you kill so many heavenly soldiers this time, the heavenly court will soon be full! All monsters will be surrounded and suppressed! Do you think you have changed something? Do you think you are a hero? You are just a madman! A fool! A clown who overestimates one's ability!"

The hysterical sound echoed in the cold night and fell into the monkey's ears. For some reason, it was so warm.

He smiled, smiling from the bottom of his heart.

Blinking blankly, he smiled and said, "But there must be such a person in this world, right? Cough cough cough..."

He covered his chest and coughed violently. Every time he coughed, his internal organs seemed to be about to crack. He coughed up a thread of blood. The pain was beyond words, but he was still laughing.

The internal injury has become more and more serious, and even the hidden diseases left after the previous breakthrough have relapsed. But at this time, he cannot fall down no matter what.

No matter what, you have to hold on.

He clenched his fists, clenched his teeth, and smiled.

Yang Chan's heart was in ache.

After a severe cough, he covered his mouth, lowered his face, and said lightly: "I don't care much about the result of the matter. But if I don't do it, I might as well die. I'm not as good as they thought. I'm very selfish. I just want to be worthy of my heart."

"Is it worthy of my heart? Haha." She sneered.

"There are always some things that people must do, no matter whether they win or lose, right?" The monkey stared at the charred ground in front of him and smiled faintly.

There are always some things that have to be done...such as resurrecting Que'er, such as protecting these monsters for the White Ape.

He looked up at the stars in the sky, took a deep breath, and faintly let out a light fog, which dissipated in this cold night without leaving anything.

Yang Chan's breathing became more and more rapid. Her fists clenched and she stared at the weird monkey with wide eyes, tears faintly ejaculated in her eyes.

"There are always some things that people have to do, people?" She lowered her head, repeated the monkey's words, raised her head, she smiled, sneered, and smiled bitterly, a sad, disdainful smile: "People? Hehehe..."

In an instant, biting her lip, she took a few steps forward, and slapped her on the monkey's face with all her might.

"Ba—!"

A crisp sound echoed in the night sky.

"Are you crazy enough? Wake up! Wake up!" she cried.

This palm stunned Yang Chan himself and the demons watching from afar.

Someone even asked the lion spirit: "Do you want to come forward to help?"

In the eyes of humans, the fairy is an alien, but in the eyes of the fairy, isn’t Yang Chan also an alien?

This person and a demon have never been the same.

However, this slap did not shock the monkey.

Yang Chan's hands were hot, and the monkey with his head slightly tilted was just smiling, as if he should have been hit by this slap.

She stared at the smile in a daze, feeling a suffocating feeling and heart-wrenching pain.

She would rather he slap back than laugh like this.

Bite her lip, tears fell across her jade-like face, and she staggered and collapsed on the ground.

The tears of defending to the death finally broke out.

He lowered his head and covered his face and sobbed: "You are a fairy! Why don't you understand? Why do you have to do something that people can do? You are just a fairy! Do you know that you will die like this? Do you know? Can't you be afraid of death like a fairy? You crazy! You are ungrateful!"

Tears fell like rain.

After all, she cried like a helpless girl, crying like a rainy girl, crying like she should have.

This was a collapse in an instant and a dam breaking.

It has been a thousand years since she was desperate, and she gritted her teeth to survive. She gritted her teeth to fight the powerful Heavenly Court for life and death. Even if she broke with her brother, she gritted her teeth to survive.

She thought she had only hatred and had no heart.

But at this moment, she felt heartbroken and collapsed.

Why do you cry? Why do you cry?

She doesn't even understand.

This is clearly just a monkey.

For the sake of this monkey that was stubborn as if it were a stinky stone in a pit, this damn broken monkey actually collapsed.

Why do we have to compete with the evil dragon? Why do we have to keep unbearable promises?

Why are you so stubborn? You don’t even want your life?

She asked repeatedly in her heart.

But, it’s been a thousand years, isn’t she the same?

Different races and different things to guard, but they are one type of people.

But does this world really need people like them?

Even she couldn't explain it clearly.

Tears slid from the corners of her eyes and dripped on the back of her hands. She felt something tearing her heart, she felt that she was about to turn into water and evaporate all over the world, and she felt that she was going crazy...

Countless monsters present looked at her from afar. Looking at this dreamy and beautiful woman, she was so disobedient.

He lowered his head, the monkey pursed his lips, still smiling: "Isn't this good? I'm against Heaven. There will always be one day when I don't have to ask for it, I will do what you miss me..."

"I don't want it-" Yang Chan shouted hysterically.

All eyes gathered on her.

She held her breath and tried hard to hold it, but the more she held it, the more her tears fell down. She wiped away her tears, squeezed out a smile, grabbed the monkey's hand, and said, "Can we stop fighting? Let's go back to the Seiyue Sanxing Cave, and we don't fight anything... Can we go back to the Seiyue Sanxing Cave?"

The voice was already begging.

She stared at the monkey in a daze, looking at it for a long time, but she didn't wait for the answer she wanted.

Turning his head and looking at Yang Chan in tears, he looked at the stunning beauty crying in front of him, blinking his eyes, and after looking for a long time, he stood up crookedly with the stick of Xingyun, bowed down and hugged her: "Listen to me, you go with them, I will catch up later."

"No, I won't leave!" Yang Chan shook her head.

"Sorry, stop crying, okay? I promise you that I will keep my life and fulfill my promise. Can we change our deal? Follow what you wanted in the first place."

Yang Chan pushed him away and cried, "I don't want your promise! I don't want it-! You are a liar! You are like this every time, sooner or later, you will be killed by yourself!"

In the distance, all the demons were staring at them blankly.

Yue Chao held the little fox's hand expressionlessly.

"I don't want this..."

She covered her face and sobbed, and the monkey stood expressionlessly.

The two of them were just staring at each other.
To be continued...