As the golden monkey hair trembled, the monument of the Great Saint under the old monkey's butt was also shaking little by little.

Thin pieces of stone fell off the stele.

"This story starts with a golden cicada..."

However, the old monkey's voice became lower and lower, and it seemed that he was about to fall asleep again.

Sun Fan's expression changed, and the expectation in his eyes disappeared little by little.

I saw that the golden monkey hair gradually stopped trembling, and the golden light on the surface even tended to dissipate.

"Don't sleep! The old monkey gets up quickly, get up and continue talking!" He rushed up suddenly, grabbed the old monkey's clothes, trying to wake it up.

Finally, the secret of the Great Saint Monument is right in front of you, how can you watch it slip away in front of you!

But the familiar snoring of the old monkey had already sounded.

Sun Fan let go of his hand helplessly, a little depressed. As long as this old monkey falls asleep, even if he hits five thunders, he may not wake it up.

"Sit and sleep every day, your waist is pretty good..." After muttering in a low voice, his eyes turned.

The monkey's naughty nature at heart made him point his finger on the old monkey's forehead and shouted "Constant".

The golden light flashes.

The sleeping old monkey was like a turtle, and was under the force and fell down with all its limbs facing the sky.

"Oh... I've been guilty!" Sun Fan hurriedly helped the old monkey back, feeling that he shouldn't have been against such an old monkey who couldn't even walk smoothly.

It is really suspected of bullying the elderly and the weak.

"If you are really the Great Sage... Hey, in the future, the Great Sage will return... I shouldn't vent my anger on me, the little monkey, right? If you are not... Hey, it seems that there is nothing you can do to me!"

When he helped the old monkey up, Sun Fan suddenly realized that the stone tablet under it seemed to have become a little different.

The whole emits a faint light, like returning to the original state and restoring its original state. There is even a depression on the top, as if... it is like a gap made by someone with a weapon?

Sun Fan squatted down and gently stroked the gap.

"Why did it seem like I made it up later?"

He felt that the layer of material on the surface of the stone tablet was even deliberately put on by later generations to cover up its original sharpness.

The eyes fell at the end of the stone tablet, the area where the words were deliberately erased, and then turned to look at the gap at the top, and a thought passed by like lightning

——‘Someone wants to break this stone tablet!’

——‘Who is it?’

——‘How dare he!’

Sun Fan was shocked and suddenly felt a little fear.

"Is... Sun Wukong really dead? After his death, some people even wanted to break his tombstone?!"

"No way!"

But if the arrogant Monkey King was not dead, how could he tolerate Huaguoshan reaching its current situation, and how could he tolerate someone breaking his monument?

He didn't take a breath.

Based on this inference, no matter how you think about it, there seems to be only one final result. That is, the Monkey King Sun Wukong is really dead!

The lawless Monkey King - is really dead!

This is a tombstone erected by descendants. When the monument was completed, there were even inexplicable existences who wanted to break it. So much so that the descendants of Huaguoshan had to use magic to cover up the sharpness of the monument.

If this is true...will the ending of the monkeys in Huaguoshan Mountain...because it was already destined?

If this is the case... and he, who is deeply involved in Huaguoshan, wouldn't he???

Sun Fan stood there in a daze, shocked by his guesses for ten thousand times.

In the air, the golden light dissipated.

The golden monkey hair seemed to have lost its support and gradually fell down.

But it was silent and all floated to the back of Sun Fan's head.

He was just in a daze and didn't notice anything.

suddenly.

Sun Fan's head tingled, as if there were countless tiny needles, constantly pricking his scalp.

"Ah!" I couldn't help but hug my head and roar.

[Those who inherited my monkey hair, realized their clones...] An illusory voice seemed to come from the upper reaches of the distant river of time.

Sun Fan's head twitched, and the sea of ​​consciousness fell into a blank space.

Then he fell softly beside the old monkey.

"Yeah..."

"Yeah...Yeah...Yeah,Yeah..." An inexplicably desolate humming floated out of the sleeping old monkey's mouth.

——

Outside Black Wind Mountain.

"Aowu--"

"Mmmmm~~"

"roar……"

All the beasts rushing, and the roars of the wild beasts resounded throughout the fields.

chaos.

Totally messed up.

Elder Tongbei looked at monkeys or under the claws of demon wolf, or were trampled to death by a frenzy beast group. "Puchi" spit out a mouthful of blood and laughed inexplicably.

"It's over, everything is over..."

"Boom~~"

A figure fell to the elder Tong's back. The white ape struggled with one arm and stood up, holding the steel knife tightly and shouted: "Elder, run away quickly! Take the little monkeys away, I will cut off the back for everyone!"

"Yes, go quickly!"

"We'll cut off the rear!"

The only seven monkeys who remained around them also shouted.

"Go? Where to go? Haha, haha..." Tongkou raised his back and looked into the distance, thousands of green wolves, mixed with countless wolf demons, drove groups of various ethnic groups to the plains under the Black Wind Mountain.

Wolves are the race that is best at group combat.

There are only a few hundred monkeys in Huaguo Mountain, and they have been washed away, and only half of them have been barely gathered together.

They formed a circle of defense full of loopholes, barely resisting waves of crazy beast tides. Yes, in addition to defending against the attacks of wolf demons, they also had to resist the violent beast tide.

As for those monkeys that were scattered, I am afraid that most of them have been trampled into mud.

"If I had known this, I would have stayed in the Black Wind Mountain, and maybe I could still retain some fire seeds..." The self-blame and regret in my heart made Elder Tongbei almost bleed.

He looked up at the sky, which was the direction of the 'Huaguo Mountain'. "Maybe, Jinhou'er was right... retreated step by step, retreat step by step. For hundreds of years, every time he gave in, the fewer and fewer monkeys in Huaguo Mountain..."

"Is it really going to be completely destroyed today in the hands of my old monkey?"

"Oh my God! Oh my God!!"

"You are unfair!"

The old monkey roared in pain, pointing at the sky with a vine stick in his hand.

"Why! Why is it destined that I am so miserable that I am so miserable, why is it destined that we will never have peace!"

"Why! We've been so miserable for hundreds of years! Never have a good life! What did we... do wrong?"

“…”

quiet.

The monkeys around were speechless.

Just clenched his fist tightly.

Not willing to?

resentment?

Then what's the use?

Anyway, everyone is going to die...

After migrating again and again, after so many years of wandering, even the young monkey felt tired. What's more, the Tongbei Elder who had been carrying two hundred years.

The monkeys can understand his mood.

"Ha. Fortunately... Fortunately, the monument was left with the Golden Monkey..." "Tick, a tear fell along the old monkey's old face.

He suddenly showed a relieved and relieved smile.

"Thinking of this, there is still a trace of fire in Huaguo Mountain that has not been extinguished... Yes, there is still a trace of fire in which has not been extinguished... Golden Monkey..."

"Golden Monkey!"

"Golden Monkey!"

"Golden Monkey!"

"It's the golden monkey!"

The familiar roars woke up the dull elder Tongbei.

"Golden Monkey?"
Chapter completed!