Chapter 82 The death of the great victory
"Dad, I heard that you are going to practice for Uncle Monkey to find demons? Don't do that!" Yuan Er broke into the study and shouted.
Yuan Yi's face turned pale and he shouted angrily: "Shut up, who is talking nonsense in your ear?"
"Dad, Uncle Monkey's strength is uncontrollable. Its monkeys and monkey grandchildren are said to be pet animals, more precisely, they are the owners. Those monks are just slaves responsible for feeding."
"Now that the situation is like this, if Uncle Monkey's strength makes a leap forward, I am afraid it will be even worse."
"At that time, who is the Monkey Head Gang?" Yuan Er tried to persuade him to stop.
Yuan Yi's lips trembled slightly, and he fell into a dead silence.
The foundation of the Monkey Head Gang was the result of his hard work all his life.
It's easy to fight the country, but it's hard to defend the country.
He is old, even if he is young, he is only barely maintaining the balance in the gang.
Yuan Dasheng is a fire melting demon ape, and his strength is indeed quite strong here.
When fighting side by side, this is an absolute advantage. But when the Monkey Head Gang gained a firm foothold and looked around, and there were no gangs threatening anymore, this advantage became an internal concern.
Yuan Er is his only bone and blood, and the Monkey Head Gang is going to pass it on to him. But can he take charge?
Yuan Yi had confidence in himself and had no doubts about his relationship with Yuan Dasheng. But he seriously lacks confidence in the relationship between Yuan Er and Yuan Dasheng.
Yuan Yi thought about it for a day and a night, and finally, he called Yuan Er with a pale face and only told him: "You, remember! Be sure to treat your Uncle Monkey well. Respect him more than I do. Do you understand?"
"Understood!" Yuan Er immediately made a guarantee and was overjoyed.
Yuan Er, who felt guilty, did do more respect than before.
All members of the gang also respected Yuan Dasheng more.
When he became the leader, his situation was very embarrassing. He must rely on Yuan Dasheng to convince the public. He also couldn't really convince the public because he repeatedly relied on Yuan Dasheng.
Yuan Er knelt in front of the bed and looked at Yuan Dasheng.
"Uncle Monkey, you are as kind to me as a mountain, I know, I remember it all in my heart."
"But the messenger is right, letting you live in a hospital bed is the greatest insult to you!"
"I, I don't want to do this because I respect you! Worship you!"
"I think my father knows under the spring and must agree with me doing this."
"I know, he must understand me...... The enemy is too strong, even the entire Monkey Head Gang can't fight."
"In that case, I will join!"
"My father often said that he can bend and stretch to be a husband."
"I did this, enduring such humiliation and burdens, all to preserve the foundation."
"Uncle Monkey, you have to understand my painstaking efforts!"
"The Monkey Gang is the result of your and my father's hard work all your life, and it must not be destroyed in my hands."
"I will pass it on to my son and grandson."
"If we develop and grow like this, sooner or later, we will establish the Yuan family, a cultivation family, and become the fifth force in Fire Persimmon City!"
"Uncle Monkey, please understand me, don't blame me! You will definitely understand me, right?"
Yuan Er kept chanting in his heart.
Suddenly, Yuan Dasheng slowly opened his eyes.
Yuan Er's body shook, as if he had been shocked.
Yuan Dasheng's eyes were gray and cloudy.
It couldn't see or hear anything, but it still had a sense of smell, and it smelled the familiar smell on Yuan Er's body.
Yuan Dasheng wanted to get up, his body was as heavy as a mountain. It wanted to raise its hand, but it didn't feel much.
In the end, it could only slowly stretch out its finger and point at Yuan Er.
Yuan Er was startled and sat back on the ground.
At the next moment, Yuan Dasheng's index finger slowly fell, and there was no more breath.
It finally went.
Yuan Er was stunned for a moment, and suddenly burst into tears.
He knelt down, walked on his knees, lay on Yuan Dasheng's body, and shouted: "Uncle Monkey, Uncle Monkey!"
He shouted out what his father had not finished before he died: "Uncle Monkey, I'm sorry. Uncle Monkey, I'm sorry for you......"
And Ning Zhuo didn't know when, he also walked out of the small study.
Standing behind Yuan Er, he watched Yuan Dasheng go through the last course of his life.
Finally, Yuan Dasheng finally died.
But at the moment of success, the joy in Ning Zhuo's heart was far less intense and turbulent than he imagined.
Ning Zhuo's mood was complicated at this time.
Yuan Dasheng fell to this level of field, which was completely given by Ning Zhuo. But until his death, he did not know Ning Zhuo's existence. It didn't even know how it provoked Ning Zhuo, the great enemy.
What about Ning Zhuo?
Ning Zhuo actually didn't want to be an enemy of Yuan Dasheng. Before Yuan Dasheng broke into the Immortal Palace, he had never even met him.
However!
Fate used the Lava Immortal Palace as a stage, putting Ning Zhuo and Yuan Dasheng on a narrow path of death. Either you die, or I die!
There is no second option.
"If there is a choice, Yuan Dasheng, I would actually prefer to be a comrade-in-arms with you!"
"It's a pity......"
With regret, Ning Zhuo stepped forward and began to dispose of Yuan Dasheng's body.
Yuan Er was frightened and subconsciously reached out to stop him.
Ning Zhuo kicked him away, and finally revealed the disdain and anger in his heart, and shouted in a low voice: "Go ahead!"
Even if Yuan Er has a foundation building period cultivation, what is the use of such a mentality?
When Ning Zhuo saw Yuan Dasheng in the bedroom, he was sure that he had not yet taken the Late Autumn Life Pill.
Zhu Xuanji obviously handed over the Late Autumn Life Pill to Yuan Er, but the latter never used it for Yuan Dasheng.
Is it that he doesn't have time?
He has too much time!
From this point alone, Ning Zhuo concluded that Yuan Er's true thoughts were in his heart, so he pretended to ask him for Yuan Dasheng's opinion. Sure enough, Yuan Er knelt down from the beginning, only calling in his heart, and never really spoke.
"Leader Yuan Er, please mourn." Ning Zhuo put the monkey corpse into the storage bag and was about to leave.
Yuan Er knelt on the ground, grabbed Ning Zhuo's leg, and looked up at him: "When will I see my Uncle Monkey again?"
"When the production period is finalized, I will notify you. Don't worry, it will be soon." Ning Zhuo comforted him, dragged his legs and feet out, and left without looking back.
Yuan Er was left alone, in the empty bedroom, stagnant like a stone.
Ning Zhuo had a calm attitude, and when he was about to walk out of the Monkey Head Gang station, he heard the returning gang talking to each other.
"All the fire persimmon forests have been picked, and the black shadow demon cultivator has not appeared!"
"Didn't he hide in the fire persimmon forest and was blocked by the formation again?"
"How could it be gone?"
"Yes, I'm still looking forward to a hunt."
"You didn't see how ugly Master Faith's face was at that time!"
"Now, the Jindan monks from all families have appeared, checking around in the fire persimmon forest."
When Ning Zhuo heard this, his heart suddenly tightened: "Oh no!"
He had a sharp mind and immediately realized that he was in crisis again.
After leaving the Monkey Head Gang, he quickly quickened his pace, racing against time, and rushed directly to the Frisbee Workshop.