"Dad, I heard you want to find a demon to practice martial arts for Uncle Monkey? Don't do this!" Yuan Er broke into the study and shouted.

Yuan Yi looked ashen and shouted angrily: "Stop talking, who is talking nonsense in your ear?"

"Dad, no one can control the strength of Uncle Monkey. His monkeys are pet animals, or to be more precise, they are the masters. Those monks are just slaves responsible for feeding."

"The situation is now like this, and it may be even worse if Uncle Monkey makes his strength leap."

"Who is the Monkey Head Gang by then?" Yuan Er tried hard to persuade him.

Yuan Yi's lips trembled slightly, and he fell into a deadly silence.

The foundation of the Monkey Head Gang was made through hard work all his life.

It is easy to fight the country, but it is difficult to defend the country.

He is old, and even if he is young, he can only barely maintain the balance in the gang.

Yuan Dasheng is the Fire Merge Demon Ape, and his strength is indeed quite strong.

This is an absolute advantage when fighting side by side. But when the Monkey Head Gang gains a foothold and looks around, no gang poses a threat, this advantage becomes 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 has confidence in himself and has no doubt about his relationship with Yuan Dasheng. However, he has a serious lack of confidence in the relationship between Yuan Er and Yuan Dasheng.

Yuan Yi thought about it all day and night, and finally, he called Yuan Er with a pale face and only told him: "You, remember! You must treat you Uncle Monkey well. You must respect him more than you treat me. Do you understand?"

"I understand!" Yuan Er immediately made a promise and was overjoyed.

Yuan Er, who was guilty, did respect him more than before.

All members of the gang respect Yuan Dasheng more.

When he became the leader of the gang, his situation became very embarrassing. He had to rely on Yuan Dasheng to convince the public. He was unable to truly 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 as a mountain to me. I know, and I remember it all in my heart."

"But the messenger is right. Letting you live in the hospital bed is the greatest insult to you!"

"I, I don't want to do this because I respect you! Worship!"

"I think my father knows me in the underworld and must agree with me."

"I know, he must understand me too... the enemy is too powerful, even the entire Monkey Head Gang can't fight."

"Since that's the case, I'll join!"

"My father often says that only when you can bend and stretch your heart will be your husband."

"I do this and endure humiliation so much, all to preserve my foundation."

"Uncle Monkey, you have to understand my painstaking efforts!"

"The Monkey Head Gang is the result that you and my father have worked hard all their lives and must not be ruined in my hands."

"I will pass it on to my son and grandson."

"As sooner or later, we will establish the Yuan family of the cultivation family and become the fifth force in Huoshicheng!"

"Uncle Monkey, please understand me, don't blame me! You will definitely understand me, right?"

Yuan Er kept muttering in his heart.

Suddenly, Yuan Dasheng slowly opened his eyes.

Yuan Er's body shook, as if he was electrocuted.

However, Yuan Dasheng's eyes were gray and turbid and dull.

It could not see anything or hear it, but it still had a sense of smell, and it smelled the familiar smell on Yuan Er.

Yuan Dasheng wanted to get up, his body was as heavy as a mountain. He wanted to raise his hand, but his hands didn't feel much.

In the end, it could only slowly extend its finger and point at Yuan Er.

Yuan Er was startled and sat back and fell to the ground.

The next moment, Yuan Dasheng's index finger slowly fell down, without any breath.

It finally went.

Yuan Er was stunned for a moment, and suddenly burst into tears, bursting into tears.

He knelt down, walked with his knees, lay on Yuan Dasheng's body, and shouted: "Uncle Monkey, Uncle Monkey!"

He shouted out what his father hadn't finished before his death: "Uncle Monkey, I'm sorry. Uncle Monkey, I'm sorry for you..."

Ning Zhuo walked out of the small study at some point.

Standing behind Yuan Er, he watched Yuan Dasheng walk through the final journey of his life with his own eyes.

Finally, Yuan Dasheng finally died.

But at the moment of success, Ning Zhuo's joy was far less intense and surging than he had imagined.

Ning Zhuo's mood is complicated at this time.

Yuan Dasheng fell to this point and was entirely thanked by Ning Zhuo. But until his death, he did not know how he provoked Ning Zhuo, the great enemy.

What about being a clumsy?

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 once.

However!

Fate regards the Lava Immortal Palace as a stage and places Ning Zhuo and Yuan Dasheng on a narrow road to death. Either you die or I die!

There is no second option.

"If there is a choice, Yuan Dasheng, I would actually be more willing to be your comrades!"

“What a pity…”

With regret, Ning Zhuo walked forward and began to deal with Yuan Dasheng's body.

Yuan Er was frightened and subconsciously reached out to stop him.

Ning Zhuo kicked him away with one kick, finally revealing disdain and anger in his heart, and whispered: "Go aside!"

Even if Yuan Er has the foundation-building stage cultivation, what's the use of such a mind?

When Ning Zhuo saw Yuan Dasheng in the bedroom, he was sure that he had not taken the Late Qiu Liuming Pill.

Zhu Xuanji clearly handed over the Late Qiu Life Pill to Yuan Er, but the latter was never used by Yuan Dasheng.

Does he have no time?

He has too much time!

From this point alone, Ning Zhuo concluded that Yuan Er’s true thoughts were true, and therefore pretended to ask him to ask Yuan Dasheng’s opinion. Sure enough, Yuan Er knelt down at the beginning, only calling in his heart, and never really spoke.

"Master Yuan Er Gang, please feel sorry for me." 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 legs, and looked up at him: "When will I see my uncle Monkey again?"

"I'll notify you after the production schedule is finalized. Don't worry, it will be very fast." Ning Zhuo comforted, pulled his legs and feet out, and left without looking back.

Yuan Er and his other people were left behind, dull as stone in the empty bedroom.

Ning Zhuo was calm and when he was about to walk out of the Monkey Head Gang's station, he heard the gang members coming back discussing with each other.

"All the fire persimmon forests have been picked, and the black shadow demon cultivator did not appear!"

"Didn't he meant he was hiding 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 it. How ugly was Lord Fei Si's face at that time!"

"Now, all the Jindan monks from all walks of life have appeared and are checking around in the fire persimmon forest."

Ning Zhuo heard this and suddenly felt nervous: "Oh no!"

He was keen and immediately realized that he was in crisis again.

After leaving the Monkey Head Gang, he quickly accelerated his pace, raced against time, and rushed directly to the Frisbee Workshop.
Chapter completed!