The squirrel turned red and shouted with righteousness: "This is not sour! This is the bookish spirit! Do you understand the bookish spirit? You are illiterate."

Short-mouthed stared at him up and down with a careless intention, turned his face and asked Lao Niu, "Isn't this sour yet?"

"My teeth are almost sore." Lao Niu immediately spoke.

There was another burst of laughter, and the tense atmosphere eased a lot.

The squirrel pursed her two big front teeth and looked angry, but she could only brush her sleeves and said, "Isn't the same knowledge as ordinary people like you?"

"Hey? I'm still a vulgar person? Why? Are you not satisfied? Why don't we have a fight?" Short-mouthed immediately rolled up her sleeves.

"A gentleman doesn't act! A gentleman doesn't act!" The squirrel spirit was so scared that he took a few steps back, blinking his eyes at the monkey.

"Okay, okay, the matter is important." The monkey sighed helplessly.

After sitting down with a short mouth, his two bird eyes were still staring at the squirrel spirit, as if provocative.

The squirrel came over timidly, but did not dare to sit too close to his short mouth, so he had to lean against the monkey.

He reached out and picked up the branches discarded by the short mouth. The squirrel pulled open his sleeves, coughed twice, and showed his style and was about to start speaking.

The monkey sitting beside him grabbed the branch from his hand, raised his hand and signaled him not to talk, saying, "Let me tell me first, what's going on here."

"Uh... I'm not sure, please let the king make it clear. Where is this... meant?"

"I heard that Heaven attacks Evil Dragon City almost every year, right?"

"right."

"You said you've been here for a year and have you experienced the attack from Heaven?"

The squirrel laughed dryly, rubbed his hands, and said silly: "Your Majesty, you have experienced it, and you have never experienced it."

"I said you are so sour, what a mess to keep it!" Short-mouthed roared with anger.

The two monsters began to stare at each other again.

The monkey glared at him and said, "Say."

"When I came down, I just finished the reward. I just wanted to do my best. Isn't this considered an experience or a new experience?" After saying that, the squirrel curled his short mouth provocatively.

The monkey thought for a while and then asked, "Then I ask you, does the goblins outside the city participate in every battle?"

"Every time I don't know. The subordinates have only watched it once, and last time, they did participate all of them."

"How was the last battle?"

"Win."

"How did you win?"

"this……"

"After a year, you don't even know how to win?" The monkey snorted coldly: "At this level, do you still want to be a military advisor?"

The squirrel stood up quickly and knelt aside and shouted: "I really don't know. I only know that I have attacked eighty warships in front and behind, and finally two of them came back. Those who survived on the warships were rewarded and were taken over by the Dragon Demon King. The king should make plans as soon as possible. Only by expanding his power can he survive in similar battles in the future!"

After saying that, bow down.

"Eighty ships... two ships are back..." Hearing this proportion, both the old white ape and the short-mouthed and old cow were slightly shocked.

The monkey then asked, "The evil dragon's own personal soldiers did not attack?"

"No. The personal soldiers of the Dragon Demon King only defend the city and do not participate in the war."

Hearing this, the monkey couldn't help but sneer, and his eyes looked at the demons with solemn expressions: "Now everyone understands it, right?"

Except for the big horns, the squirrel spirit seemed to have known it for a long time, and the rest were already dead.

After sighing, the monkey continued, "In other words, it was not the evil dragon that defeated the heavenly court, but the miscellaneous army composed of fairies outside the city. The evil dragon did not participate in the war at all. How did these fairies with ordinary cultivation still have average cultivation? Could it be that the heavenly army is all worth living? Even if they underestimate the enemy, they have fought so many times for so many times, it is impossible to underestimate the enemy. In addition, eighty warships went out and two came back. I guess that this place was a trap set by the heavenly court at the beginning..."

The monkey didn't continue to say it because it was already said it bluntly.

At this time, the atmosphere had already fallen into silence, a terrible silence.

Maybe they had already guessed the answer, but they were just unwilling to admit it. Today, they wanted to go out to find evidence to convince the monkey, but they didn't want to find evidence to convince the monkey, but they didn't find the evidence to convince the monkey, but the evidence to convince them came to their door.

The old white ape's head was buried lower and lower, and he seemed very frustrated. The old Niu didn't say anything, staring blankly with expressionless face. While his short mouth blinked his eyes and gasped heavily.

The six fairies gathered together sat blankly on the grass for a long time without saying a word.

After a long time, his short beak slowly raised his head, bit the bird and pecked, staring at the demons and said, "I think... we can... be the only two remaining warships."

The voice trembled slightly.

"Hmph, are you crazy?" the monkey sneered.

"I'm not crazy. As long as we have the chance, we should fight for it!" He stood up with a short mouth. He clenched his fists while caring for the other monsters and shouted: "Try it, brothers, fight it! As long as we are well prepared, we can definitely win!"

"Do you know what you are talking about?" The monkey also stood up: "This place is a trap, and you still want to jump even though you know it is a trap?"

"We have already jumped-!" The short mouth suddenly roared hysterically at the monkey.

The sound spread throughout the camp, and all the little demons stopped their movements and looked blankly at their short mouth.

Faced with the sudden loss of control of the short mouth, the monkey also opened his eyes wide and was stunned for a moment.

He stared at the monkey blankly, and his short-mouthed expression gradually became strange. The eyes seemed a little dazed. He lowered his voice and choked and said, "We have no way out... Do you understand? We are not you, you have no evil spirit. If you want to leave, no one can stop us. What about us? You know that even a few of us may not be able to walk out from here alive! Not to mention those little demons!"

"You figure it out, we are not as powerful as you. It doesn't matter where you go. A group of patrols will not be able to catch you. When others arrive, you will be gone long ago. We are different from you, do you understand? As long as we... we will lose our lives if we are not careful!"

He stood blankly with a short mouth, as if he had lost his soul, with tears in his eyes.

This is the first time that the monkey saw him cry.

He lowered his head, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hands, muttering to himself: "So what if you go out from here? We are still worried all day long and are chased by the patrol every day. How long can we live?"

"So, even if it's a trap. As long as... as long as there is a glimmer of hope... aren't there two ships of fairies alive? As long as we can become one of those ships. Then... we can enter the city. Are you right? Old bull, white ape... are you right? And didn't he just say it? The personal soldiers of the evil dragon don't have to participate in the war. As long as we get through this level, we can..."

Short-mouthed didn't continue to say it because he couldn't continue to say it anymore.

Tears flowed. He opened his mouth wide and wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak. In the end, he could only squat back to the ground, lowered his head and covered his face.

In fact, no matter who is present, including the short-mouthed himself, knows what this probability means.

But what else can he believe besides believing in this?

The entire camp was silent, leaving only the shoulders with short mouths covering their faces and twitching slightly.

It must have been a whole day.

This owl held on for a day...

I fought my life and died so many people. After finally walking through this journey, I thought I would see a ray of sunshine, but I found that I had just jumped into another trap.

How desperate that mood should be.

Looking around, the monkey suddenly realized that at this moment, it was not only the short-mouthed one who was desperate, but also the old cow, the white ape, and even the small demons.

But should I be crazy with them?

Thinking of this, the monkey couldn't help but smile, and smiled helplessly.

"What about you? What do you think?"

The old white ape buried his head deeply, and the old Niu pursed his lips and said, "I also think... it's time to take a try."

Taking a deep breath, biting his lip, and exhaling slowly, the monkey bent down and picked up the Xingyun stick, and said lightly: "Okay, let it go. What should I do if I like? Call me when I need my help."

After saying that, he turned around and left with the Xingyun stick.

The squirrel turned his head and stared at the monkey's back as he walked away, bowed to him and shouted, "Great sends you to the king!"

After shouting, he turned around and sat down, but suddenly he found that the four monsters were staring at him. The pair of eyes seemed to have no good intentions.

"There are foreign objects on the faces of the four colleagues?"

Lao Niu winked at him disdainfully: "Your king is gone, don't you get out?"

The squirrel glared at the old bull and said, "What is this? Now that the military situation is urgent, the king is exhausted and resting first. As a minister, there is no reason to rest. Besides, if you leave, what if you plot to rebel?"

When he talked about the word "king", he did not forget to bow to the moon.

The other four monsters were completely speechless about this squirrel spirit.
Chapter completed!