Monkey and Feather

According to the usual development routine, there should be detailed descriptions of the characters at this time. This is the professional ethics I should have as a female fan who writes novels.

But at this moment, all I had left was nausea, which kept me from writing for a long time.

long time...

Sun Wukong, Sun Monkey, no!This monster monkey!Still wearing its traditional armor, clothes that represent pride and freedom, but at the moment it only makes people feel ridiculous.

The cloak is still bright red, just like the world in front of him, the red makes people feel chills.

There is no tight band on the monster monkey's head, and its hair is messy and back. On its dark face, there are a pair of sinister eyes shining with flames, as if it wants to burn everything in the world.

Sun Monkey, according to the book, is thin and small.But he was extremely tall and strong.After all, the ragged clothes could not conceal his strong physique, and a stick-thick tail was suspended and swaying in the air like his cape.

However, I still have a little fantasy that maybe things are not what I see.

Although I was afraid, I still asked, "Are you Monkey King, Monkey King?"

The monster monkey's two dark yellow fangs were exposed along with his dark skin that slowly bloomed, and I could clearly see the muscles on his face trembling non-stop.

And there were bursts of strange sounds from the throat, like a low growl but deeper than a low growl, more terrifying than a roar.

Then, he paused word by word as if chanting: "Wukong Wukong! Wukong! If I exist, why is Wukong?" Then he changed the subject, stared at me with narrowed eyes, and snorted coldly: "Say a good word Yes, nothing good!"

The expression of the monster monkey became even more terrifying, as if it was about to swallow me in an instant.But he didn't do anything, just rubbed the blood-red stick back and forth on a monkey's clothes.

anger!Very angry!My chest seemed to be lit by someone, and it suddenly burned.

He was wiping his iron rod with his grandson's clothes.And there was no pity and sadness in his eyes, as if the corpse was just a rag in his eyes.

"You killed all the monkeys in Huaguo Mountain? Why did you do that?!"

I'm about to cry, even though I ruined my own life.But I never hurt anyone.

Depressed people are vulnerable because they are always so concerned about others.

But these monkeys are not others!These are his followers and admirers of Sun Dasheng, who regard him as his children of faith!

"Tell me! Why are you doing this?!"

I don't know where the courage came from, but I stepped forward and grabbed his neckline.

The monster monkey was taken aback for a moment, then turned its head to look at me.

After a long time, he suddenly asked, "Who are you?"

The monster monkey's mouth is a bit smelly.But the voice was full of majesty that people couldn't resist.It's just that he is no longer the great sage in the book.

"Yu!" I didn't bother to talk to him, if this was really a game, I would die ten thousand times to avenge these dead monkeys.

The monster monkey actually laughed grinningly, although I have to admit that this kind of smile is very attractive to an old maid like me.But I must insist that I am not a child, I can distinguish right from wrong, good from evil.

He tilted his head, his face full of contempt: "Are you a player?"

"Eh?" I was stunned by what he said, why?Is this monster monkey also a player?Otherwise, how would the characters in the game know that I am a player?

That's not right, if it's a player, I should have a reminder here.And he is indeed just a virtual character in the game, named Sun Wukong.Well, that's right!

"Yes! I'm a player!" I said firmly, and I wanted to see what he was up to.

The monster monkey nodded slightly, showing a clear expression: "You really want my power, don't you?"

I am a little enlightened, what strength is not strength.I don't know how many times I have been to this game, and I have never thought about how strong I want to become. I just see the beautiful mountains and rivers here, and I just want to be alone for a while.

I don't know, and I don't want to know the rules here, let alone the plot setting here.

Thinking of this, I showed disdain: "monster monkey! If your power is used to hurt your closest people, I will not care about it!"

The demon monkey sneered when he heard this, took a breath, and turned a stone into a stone chair.Then he lay down leisurely, but his voice was extremely cold: "monster monkey? Heh! You make me feel comfortable calling it like that, but..."

As he said that, he stretched out the iron rod in his hand, casually picked up the half corpse of a monkey beside him, and said leisurely: "It's just that they are not close to me, they are just lowly puppets, they should be damned!"

After the monster monkey finished speaking, he casually threw the corpse out without looking at it again.

And I'm completely devastated!His body trembled more and more, not knowing whether it was fear or anger.

I have never killed a man, nor have I killed a monkey, even in this real game.But this time, I want to try.

"You want to kill me? Heh~" the monster monkey stared at me, and suddenly laughed out loud.

He is the Monkey King, so it is not surprising that he can see through my thoughts.I didn't answer, I just want to use all my strength on the knife in my hand, including the strength of speaking.

The monster monkey stood up and looked at me calmly: "I haven't killed any players yet, although they all deserve to die."

I still didn't speak, I just held the knife tighter.

At this time, he changed the subject, touched his chin and looked at me meaningfully: "But you seem to be different from them, you are more interesting."

I sneered, I had already insulted the other party thousands of times in my heart.After all, he came from a novel writing background, so he didn't learn good words and sentences, but he used a set of swear words without repetition.

The demon monkey stood up suddenly, and then slowly approached me, with a strong sense of oppression on his body: .

"Have you heard of my second junior brother?"

This remark made me startled, and I said casually: "Marshal Zhu Wuneng of the Canopy??"

The monster monkey nodded, its eyes slowly opened wider and wider, and then it revealed an evil smile.

"We all know that he loves women, but he doesn't know..."

As he spoke, his smile stopped abruptly, replaced by a gloomy and terrifying face.

"I am ten thousand times more lecherous than him!"

After finishing speaking, he threw me to the ground, already naked.

Maybe I should feel happy that my first time will be dedicated to Monkey King.But why my tears can't stop flowing out.

A knife couldn't penetrate his steel-like body.But it can easily cut my neck. If you can't do things in the real world, let me do it in the false world.

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