Chapter 747 Count

A hundred thousand mountains.

One hundred thousand was naturally a false finger, but this also showed how the mountains within the hundred thousand mountains were horizontal and vertical.

Within the mountains where the demons were gathered, the towering mountain peak was called the Four Emperors Mountain. As the name implied, the Four Emperors were naturally referring to the four Demon Monarchs who were in charge of the demon race back then.

At this moment, at the summit of the Four Emperors Mountain, Nineteen looked at the open-eyed bodies floating in the air with a pleasantly surprised expression.

"Sister Hongjian! Mu An! Sister Keqing!" When Nineteen Eleven saw it, one name after another popped out of his mouth.

However, to her disappointment, the gazes in the eyes of the people who had already opened their eyes were incomparably empty, and it was even more impossible for them to really respond to her sincere joy.

Nineteen blinked his eyes and turned to look at the white-robed monk beside him. "Why haven't they come back to life yet?" He asked.

"Time." Guang Lingui smiled faintly and spat out two simple words. "Even those great figures outside the heavens need to spend a lot of effort to reconstruct the world, not to mention us. We still don't know much about this power."

As the monk spoke, he suddenly stretched out one of his hands, and a black aura surged out from his palm. There, it jumped like a black elf.

Nineteen seemed to understand, but she still nodded at the end. However, she asked worriedly, "Then how long will it take them to wake up?"

"Almost there." After the monk finished speaking, the black aura in his hand flapped back into his palm. He stretched out his hand towards Nineteen. Nineteen hesitated for a moment, but still responded to the monk after a few breaths. She also stretched out her hand to grab the monk. At that time, the two figures walked down the rugged mountain path of the Four Emperors Mountain.

The two of them slowly walked down the long steps at the top and bottom of the mountain, which had been opened up by someone with a ghost axe and divine workmanship.

They passed through the clouds that lingered around the mountainside. Countless monsters with wings on their backs and human and bird faces dragged huge rocks over their heads and hurried to a certain place.

"So, Uncle Xu killed Sister Hongjian and Su Mu'an for our own good?" Nineteen withdrew his gaze from the monsters and asked the calm-faced monk beside him.

"Perhaps. He knows more than we do, so he has to endure more. He needs to make a choice. Some of us can understand, some may not. But whether he is an enemy or a friend, no one will be able to explain it until the end." The monk replied calmly.

This kind of logic was too complicated for Nineteen. She nodded blankly.

Hualala!

At this moment, a dense noise came from the forest beside them. A group of monsters with the appearance of apes flew out from the forest. It seemed that the group of apes were all extremely young. They stood on the trees on both sides of the stone steps, looking at Nineteen and Guang Lingui with some vigilance and anger. A series of squeaky sounds came from his mouth, as if he was talking or letting out meaningless roars.

Nineteen was a little timid, but seeing that the monk beside him had a calm expression, he gathered some courage and continued to follow him.

The group of apes were obviously even more bold. They followed the two of them and jumped in the forest. One of the old monkey demons suddenly jumped in front of Nineteen and Guang Lingui, blocking their path.

"Ah!" The monkey demon's sudden action had obviously frightened Nineteen. The little girl let out a cry of alarm and subconsciously hid behind Guang Lingui at an astonishing speed.

Guang Lingui also stopped, but he only stopped and did not do much. He did not appease Nineteen, nor did he drink back the monkey demon.

On the contrary, the monkey demon looked at Nineteen and Guang Lingui with a puzzled expression, seemingly wondering why Nineteen had such an extreme reaction. However, he also realized that such a change seemed to have occurred because of him, and his face revealed a trace of shame at that time. He scratched his ears and cheeks for a long time. Suddenly, a light shone in his eyes. Then, he jumped high into the dense forest. A rustling sound rang out from the dense forest. Nineteen carefully stretched out his head from behind Guang Lingui and looked at the dense forest.

However, at this moment, the monkey that was obviously bigger than the other monkeys jumped out of the forest and landed in front of Guang Lingui.

Nineteen was frightened and subconsciously retracted her head back.

"Squeakk!" The demonic monkey's voice rang out hurriedly. Nineteen was a little flustered, but at that time, a furry hand was handed over to her. She was slightly stunned before she could see that there was a bright red apple in her hand.

Nineteen came to her senses and realized that the apple was for her. Before she could think about the details, the monkey demon waited impatiently and stuffed the apple into Nineteen's embrace. After that, it grinned at Nineteen. Only then did it jump into the forest. Amidst the cheers of the small monkeys, the big monkey was arrogantly like a triumphant general. It led a group of little fellows into the forest on the hillside and disappeared.

At this time, Nineteen finally reacted. She looked at the apple in her hand and then at the direction where the monkeys disappeared. Then she muttered, "Thank you… Thank you…"

…

The two continued walking towards the bottom of the mountain.

There were also more and more monsters of various colors. There were bull demons with huge bull heads over thirty feet tall, tiger demons with tiger backs and bear waist, and fox demons with attractive appearances. There were many different kinds of monsters, but most of them were extremely busy, carrying various colors of stones towards the edge of the 100,000 mountains.

Nineteen was still a little afraid of these monsters, but perhaps the goodwill that the monkey demon had shown her had dissipated quite a bit. She held the seductive apple in her arms, lowered her head and thought for a long time. Finally, she could not suppress the doubt in her heart. She looked up at the monk beside her and asked, "Are they friends?"

"Do you think so?" Guang Lin replied without turning back.

Nineteen was a little upset. She nodded and shook her head, "They helped us a lot and treated us well, but they…"

"It's a demon, not a human, right?" The monk seemed to have guessed the hesitation in Nineteen's heart. He looked back at Nineteen and asked.

Nineteen lowered his head and acknowledged the monk's conjecture. This was not Nineteen's bigotry, but the fact that most records of the demon race in this world were like this. The writers had always described the evil of the demon race without hesitation, so it was inevitable for Nineteen to harbor hostility towards this strange yet powerful race.

'"Friends or enemies are judged by themselves, not by others. In this world, the people of the Xia, Zhou, and Chen kingdoms all harbor hostility towards the people of other kingdoms for ten years. But now, in the face of great calamity, aren't they all rushing towards the Chen kingdom? You have to use your eyes to see the world, not your ears."

Tyrants would always say such simple and clear words, and also imply some words that Nineteen did not understand, but they felt very reasonable from the bottom of their hearts.

Therefore, she seriously thought about the monk's words at that time, and then she nodded heavily, agreeing with this principle.

Guang Lingui naturally saw through her thoughts and smiled at that time, saying, "So the gift of a friend should not be let down."

Nineteen was stunned again. She followed Guang Lingui 's gaze and looked at her hand. Then, she remembered that she had always held the apple that the monkey demon had given her. Nineteen who came to her senses immediately came to her senses. Without thinking much, she picked up the apple and took a big bite. A satisfied smile appeared on her face.

"Is it delicious?" Guang Lingui asked again.

This time, Nineteen nodded without the slightest hesitation.

Guang Lingui seemed to have been infected by her and laughed at that time, but soon he reached out and pointed not far away. "Just like them, who is your master and who is not? This is not something that others can give you an answer to. You have to see for yourself and think for yourself."

Nineteen was stunned again when she realized that she had unconsciously arrived at the bottom of the mountain. She followed Guang Lingui's outstretched hand and saw two old men dressed in black and white who looked exactly the same. They were standing under a wooden house and smiling at Nineteen.

After leaving Great Abyss Mountain, Nineteen had always wanted to avoid the two of them. That black-clothed eighteen was naturally her master who rescued her from the slums, but Zhou Yuan, who had treated her well along the way, had never treated her unfairly. Nineteen didn't know how to make a choice between the two of them, so he followed Guang Lingui. First, he wanted to ask him to give him an answer. Second, he wanted to temporarily avoid this difficult choice.

Now, it was clear that she had to face this problem again.

"Go, make your own choice. It's not as difficult as you think." Tyrant's gentle voice sounded from behind her once again.

Nineteen seemed to be inspired by the monk. She turned around and looked at the monk. Although she was still hesitant, she still nodded heavily in the end. Then, she walked towards the two old men not far away.

The monk looked at Nineteen's departing back and his gaze became deeper. He passed the girl and looked at the old man in black. The old man seemed to have sensed his gaze as well. Their gazes met in midair for a short while, but then they tacitly withdrew their gazes from each other.

…

"She's very different, isn't she?" At the same time, a wet figure of a woman appeared beside the monk. She spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Yes." Guang Lingui nodded.

"Why is it different?"

"That child bet nineteen times on her."

"Nineteen times? How can you calculate it so clearly?"

The monk smiled. He extended his hand and gently pointed at the black-clothed old man. His fingertips gently moved, "Don't count. Count carefully. Do you understand soon?"

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