Chapter 43 Don’t Touch My Leg!

"Xiao Song, let me down." Zhuang Zishu thought it was because he didn't hear clearly, so he patted his shoulder again, and specially increased the volume.

Sensing the danger, Song Ju didn't listen to what he said, but instead accelerated a bit, trying to get out of the dangerous place.

Zhuang Zishu wanted to cry, but the group of monkeys behind him didn't slow down. They even felt provoked by Song Ju's quicker escape, screaming and eager to launch an attack.

Like the reincarnation of the safety rope, Song Ju dragged his legs with one hand and firmly fixed his back with the other hand, making Zhuang Zishu's thoughts of forcing the ground to the ground vanish.

Seeing the group of monkeys getting closer and closer, the ear-piercing whistling sound resounded in the originally quiet woods, and several of them had surpassed them and jumped to the woods ahead, obviously preparing to outflank them.

Even if Song Ju held Zhuang Zishu firmly, he couldn't bear it anymore. He cursed the monkey group that was shrinking the encirclement in a low voice, and finally found a chance to break away the hand on his back when Song Ju jumped over a small pit.Jumped down and landed firmly on the ground.

With a sudden light on his back, Song Ju immediately stopped his forward steps. The dangers around him were still getting closer and closer. He didn't understand why Zhuang Zishu stopped forcibly, and he could only look at the young man in front of him with confusion.

The frantically chasing prey finally stopped, and the movement of the monkey group also slowed down visibly, which was a precursor to an attack.

Even in the end of the world, among the monkeys there is still a leading monkey king. Zhuang Zishu forced himself to slow down his breathing and keep calm. His eyes swept over the faces of the surrounding monkeys one by one, and finally determined the one that was the strongest and seemed to be the leader.It's on the monkey who calls the shots.

Zhuang Zishu didn't run away, but Song Ju actually followed his inner instinct to stay, instead of subconsciously choosing to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

In fact, if Song Ju really wanted to run alone, he would definitely run away. The monkeys are not interested in him because he is covered in zombie flesh. They have always set their targets on Zhuang Zishu.

Sitting and waiting to die has never been Zhuang Zishu's favorite. He completely followed the concept of striking first, and the green branches in his palm burst open in an instant, all of them approaching the monkey king's brain.

The Monkey King was startled, and with all his strength, he hid behind a monkey beside him.

They no longer kept watching, but with Zhuang Zishu as the center, they all rushed towards him from the surrounding trees, and the surroundings were instantly filled with darkness.

Song Ju had already squeezed back to Zhuang Zishu's side. In front of him, there were several hairy monkeys with sharp teeth, ticking, drooling, and coming towards him.

Zhuang Zishu never dragged his hands. Seeing that he missed a hit, he quickly withdrew the green branch and turned to the monkeys in the air. Their heads and stomachs couldn't hold back their momentum at all. They hung in the air like a string of candied haws and were stabbed right.Put on.

But Song Ju's side is not as clean and tidy as his side. Song Ju's hands are full of fire and vines. As soon as the sparks touch the dry fur, they will blaze, and the monkey howls fiercelyBeing whipped away by the vines, it looked like hot fireballs.

This is not fatal, but it can burn their skin and flesh to fester, and they can only endure the pain for life. His vines are not only flying monkeys on fire, but those that are not touched by sparks are almost knocked by vines.His brains burst and flesh flew, making this side of him look like Shura Hell.

For a moment, the monkey group in front of him was completely intimidated.

Looking at the group of monkeys that had come to a standstill, the Monkey King's dark eyes glowed coldly, and he let out a long roar that seemed to be urging, which made the monkeys who had just slowed down fall to the ground again.If the method succeeds, then take turns to disgust them.

The group of monkeys divided into groups, and rushed up from time to time to try to scratch them. When they saw the green branch in Zhuang Zishu's hand stretching out, they rushed away quickly, keeping his brain at a high level all the time.vigilance.

The monkey king was very satisfied with the tactic they adopted, and after squatting on the tree for a while, he also jumped down and joined the army of the wheel war.

It is true that Zhuang Zishu will be tired after maintaining a high level of vigilance, but Song Ju will not. He conserves his energy and looks at the monkey king who has finally ended, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.

In an hour, after the monkey king tried several rounds back and forth, he finally pretended to show a bit of fatigue, as if he was too tired to care about the future and let the monkey king get closer.

If Song Ju is awake at this moment, he will definitely be able to cooperate well with Zhuang Zishu, but he is still not good at thinking. He found the monkey queen approaching, but Zhuang Zishu didn't respond at all.Just ready to fly out.

Zhuang Zishu had quick eyes and quick hands, and grabbed his hand to prevent him from moving. After he deliberately let it go, the monkey king finally touched his side from the side, bent his hind legs and was about to rush up and bite his throat.

Three, two, one, Zhuang Zishu counted in his heart, calculating the distance between the Monkey King and himself, it is now!He let go of Song Ju's hand, the green branch had already been entangled in his hand to form a lethal ball, and he was about to succeed, the monkey king's eyes were red with excitement, and the young man in front of him also turned around,It was also an excited and decent smile.

"Chirp!!" It immediately sensed that something was wrong, but it was already off the ground, and no matter how to adjust its position, it would be useless. It could only watch the deadly thing getting closer and closer, and finally "噗嗤"A sound pierced its chest fiercely.

It moved feebly, and slipped from Zhuang Zishu's hand covered with green branches. The panicked screams of the monkeys were all around our ears. After losing their leader, they looked at Zhuang Zishu's blood-stained hand almost instantly.Make birds and beasts scattered.

But to become the monkey king, it definitely has no lack of vigor. With the idea of gouging out a mouthful of flesh even if it dies, it jumped up from the edge of death like a flashback, and scratched at Zhuang Zishu's leg.

Zhuang Zishu breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the crowd of monkeys rushing towards him like a tide, and calmed down slightly, but he didn't expect that the Monkey King, who was barely moving at his feet, could rise up and make trouble. His reaction was already very fast, almost the conditionHe retracted his feet reflexively to avoid further damage, but it still left a bloody scratch on his thigh.

"Hiss—" His face wrinkled in pain, his pants were torn instantly, and the warm blood was winding down all the way, which looked bloody and terrifying, but fortunately no artery was injured, so he simply cut the left legThe entire trousers were torn off, and the iodophor and bandages were taken out from the space to deal with them quickly.

Song Ju's eyes were stained red with blood, and the fire in his hand was surprisingly large, enveloping the completely exhausted Monkey King in the unbearable high temperature, and finally crushed him to ashes!

Zhuang Zishu took out water from the space to wash the wound. He originally wanted to ask Song Ju for water, but he was afraid that the smell of blood would arouse Song Ju's viciousness, so he simply stayed away and dealt with it himself.

His skin was originally fair, and he usually wears long trousers without showing it. Now that the trousers are cut off, his fair and well-proportioned legs are exposed to the air, and the wounds after the blood was washed away by the water snaked ferociously on it. There is something strange.Abusive beauty.

After thoroughly sterilizing with iodophor, Zhuang Zishu wrapped the wound tightly with gauze bandages.

They still need to continue on their way. This fight took a lot of time, and the strong smell of blood left here is too easy to attract other dangers.

"Hey, can monkeys eat or not?" Looking at the corpses scattered all over the ground, Zhuang Zishu looked at Song Ju with some pity, but Song Ju couldn't answer this question at the moment, he just stood there with a kind of expressionLooking at Zhuang Zishu's legs with dark eyes, Zhuang Zishu flinched unnaturally, thinking that he was looking at the blood and wanted to eat raw meat.

Zhuang Zishu felt stupid when he asked the question. He shrugged his shoulders, took in a few monkeys that seemed to be in good condition, and prepared to move on. Specifically, whether they can eat or not can be asked after Song Ju wakes up.

He just touched the ground with his left leg and took two steps, the pain in his heart was second to none, but the wound soon oozes blood with the large movement, staining the gauze red, it seems that it will seep out from inside soon.

Zhuang Zishu's lips had lost some of their color and were slightly pale. It was already noon, and it would be one o'clock soon, so the time they could see was no more than six hours, especially if the sky was covered by leaves.It was still dark outside in the evening.

He picked up a strong wooden stick from anywhere, and tried not to let his left leg land on the ground for too long. After keeping a sufficient distance from Song Ju, he turned around and beckoned Song Ju to follow.Let's fish some, anyway, I can't walk fast.

Song Ju moved forward obediently, but instead of following behind with three steps and two steps as at the beginning, he passed him and stopped in front of him, squatting down slightly and turning his back towards him.The act of inviting him to come up.

"?" Zhuang Zishu was stunned, looked at his face for a long time, and asked hesitantly, "Are you awake?"

Song Ju's eyes were still ignorant, and his words were intermittently difficult, "I... am awake..."

"Yeah, you're not awake." Zhuang Zishu didn't lie on his back, but took off the gauze and tied it up again with a clean bandage.Song Ju stubbornly maintained a slightly squatting posture and argued with him: "I... am awake...!"

After confirming that there was no more massive bleeding, Zhuang Zishu jumped onto his back, nodded very calmly, "You have the final say, you are awake."

Song Ju was not unaffected by the smell of blood, his nose was filled with the smell of raw meat and blood, but he felt that Zhuang Zishu was intentionally or unintentionally staying away from him just now, which made him very unhappy.

His hands were still supporting Zhuang Zishu's legs. He didn't feel much when he had pants on, but now that his flesh was sticking to his flesh, Zhuang Zishu couldn't help shivering.

His hands were wide and cold, and the strange touch without any fabric made him want to escape uncomfortably. Song Ju also felt that the touch was different from before, and a few strands of soft flesh leaked out from between his fingers. He was curious.Rub it.

Zhuang Zishu was startled, his expression changed and he wanted to get off the ground, "What are you doing with your hands?"

But this time it is definitely not as easy to get off the ground this time. After letting Zhuang Zishu down by mistake, Song Ju carried him even more firmly this time. After walking forward for a while without saying a word, his handsZhuang Zishu slowly got used to the well-behaved and no other movements.

Anyway, there was only one wind direction, and Zhuang Zishu's hand was pointing straight ahead. After fighting and losing blood, his exhausted mind unconsciously became drowsy. After persisting for a long time, he lost consciousness and fell asleep at some point.

He didn't speak, and it was even more impossible for Song Ju to speak. The two continued to walk quietly.

The wind blew slowly from behind, awakening Song Ju's consciousness as if wrapped in a dream.

The strange touch in his hand made him stunned again, he had a vague impression of what happened just now, now holding Zhuang Zishu, his light breath hit his back, everything seemed a little distorted.

Song Ju's eyes shifted to the left leg that was being supported. There were several reddish bandages wrapped around the naked/naked leg. The location of the wound was easy to be pressed by his left hand if he didn't pay much attention.

He sent Zhuang Zishu up, adjusted the position where his arm fell, and continued to move forward after ensuring that the wound would not be damaged again.

Zhuang Zishu seemed to be stimulated in his sleep, and he muttered intermittently, "Don't touch my leg!"

His hand pointing at the road had already fallen naturally in his deep sleep, and now it was resting on his chest. Only his stubborn index finger remained in a forward posture, but now it was pointing to the ground.

Song Ju stretched out his fingers amusedly, took a piece of soft hair to determine the direction of the wind, and walked towards the air outlet accurately.

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