erritory now" Fang Mo's eyes swept around, "is it too late to leave now""can you still find your way back" Li Zhenzhen glanced around her, completely obscured by the fog, and said."you have to trust t...the hasty sound of the piano echoed in the courtyard like a shower of thunder.

Blakey was wearing a nightcap and pajamas, with drooping eyelids, like an emotionless music machine, the strings in his hands moved rapidly, and the war in the courtyard became more and more intense.

the violent collision swept out of the courtyard, and the two figures wandered through the court at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye, first boxing to flesh-to-flesh close combat, and then gradually evolved into a fierce confrontation between stick and sword.

Dang--!

with a loud bang, surging waves of power roared out between the two, but were surrounded by giant magical formations outside the courtyard without the slightest overflow.

the nursing workers did not seem to worry about their personal safety at all. They brought breakfast to the table and stopped at the courtyard to watch. Li Yifei even opened an opening to bet on the victory or defeat of the two today.

"I think Monkey won today."

"is that a bad idea Monkey has won for two days in a row, and I think King Gigi is slightly better today. "

"from the point of view of binomial distribution of probability theory, suppose 'Monkey wins today' as an event, then."

"I bet on King Gigi! Bet on two coriander! "

"cilantro Dogs don't even eat. "

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at a time when the nurses are betting, the battle in the hospital has reached a white-hot stage.

Boom--!

in an instant, the sword and stick collided hundreds of times in mid-air, the buzzing sound exploded, and the earth sank sharply under their feet.

Sun WuKong's golden eyes burst into a dazzling light. He held up his golden hoop stick and roared against Gilgamesh's head.

Gilgamesh's eyes squinted and did not choose to have a hard fight with Sun WuKong. The purple all over her body was surging. While resisting the golden hoop stick, she stabbed Sun WuKong's long sword precisely in the throat.

just then, Sun WuKong's body shook, and the burning golden awn in his eyes suddenly stopped for a moment.

his golden hoop stick is frozen in mid-air.

it was this extremely brief pause that allowed Gilgamesh's backhand to take the lead. The blade pointed straight at Sun WuKong's throat and stopped at the moment when he was about to pierce his skin.

Sun WuKong's golden hoop stick is less than two fingers from the top of Gilgamesh's head, but Gilgamesh's sword has reached Sun WuKong's throat.

their movements stagnated in mid-air, and the air fell into a dead silence.

Gilgamesh won the battle.

outside the courtyard, the caregivers who had taken charge of Gilgamesh immediately cheered and danced.

the fierce battle music came to an abrupt end, and Blakey, who had just been bleary-eyed, gave a light cry, held the harp in his arms, and looked at the two men in the courtyard, frowning slightly.

in the hospital.

Gilgamesh held his sword to Sun WuKong's throat, stunned for a moment, and then his eyes burst into unprecedented anger!

"what do you mean" Gilgamesh murmured, "you don't really think I need you to let me go before I can win"

are you insulting the king! "

Gilgamesh's whole body, broke out a shocking king domineering, the surging power did not restrain at all, gushing out like a running river, shaking violently the light of the magic array shrouded in the courtyard.

the nurses, who were still cheering, felt the smell of terror on Gilgamesh, trembled and quieted down at the same time.

Gilgamesh, I'm really angry.

"ahem, ahem. Well, we have something to talk about! "

seeing that the situation was not good, Blaki tangled in place for a moment, clenched his teeth, put down the harp and ran quickly into the yard, standing between Gilgamesh and Sun WuKong.

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he held out his finger and carefully pushed aside the blade of Gilgamesh pointing at Sun WuKong's throat, which breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't think monkeys are intentional, are they"

Blakey turned to look at Sun WuKong and winked at him.

Gilgamesh ignored Blaki, who stood in the center, and his angry eyes were still staring at Sun WuKong, as if he would be torn to pieces as long as what he said was the slightest provocation.

Sun WuKong bowed her head slightly and looked at her cracked cassock. Her eyes narrowed.

"there is something wrong with my health." He said hoarsely, "just stay away from me and give me some time."

when Gilgamesh heard the inexplicable answer, his brow frowned slightly, as if he were about to say something else, and Blaki dragged him toward the edge of the yard.

in the courtyard, Sun WuKong stood alone on a piece of messy land, looking down at his cassock, clenched his fists, and his veins burst violently.

he took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

he stood there quietly, motionless like a stone sculpture.

of all the people present, only Gilgamesh and Blaki could feel a furious force that was rapidly compressing inside him.

I do not know how long, Sun WuKong suddenly opened his eyes!

stab!

heard only a crisp sound, and his robe, which was full of cracks, suddenly tore open a corner.

A corner of the scarlet robe flutters down from Sun WuKong, like a beating flame dispelling nothingness in the air.

at this moment, Sun WuKong's eyes burst into an amazing look, as if some kind of shackles had been broken, the broken cassock fluttered on his body, and a strong and domineering divine power fluctuated around him.

"Hmm"

Gilgamesh raised his eyebrow in surprise when he saw this. "his breath." Getting stronger again "

"what a monster." Blakey couldn't help feeling, "both of you are monsters."

if Lin Qi is here, you can see that the treatment progress bar suddenly moved forward on the top of Sun WuKong's head.

"

Sun WuKong treatment Progress: 51%

has met the reward selection conditions, and Sun WuKong's divine abilities have been randomly selected.

"

.

Yeshan, Shangjing.

Dang--!

A pencil roared over nothingness, and its tip hit the side of Tian Cong Yun Jian, making a buzzing sound.

Chen Han, changed by Lin Qi Night, swiftly twisted his wrist and cut the tip of his pen with a sword. The hard and incomparably hard pen was as fragile as tofu in front of Tian Cong Yun Jian, and instantly chopped off a thin piece of wood.

the mournful roar came from the nothingness around the pen, and there were strands of blood flowing from the pencil's torso.

before Lin did something, the pencil shook violently and flashed hundreds of meters away the next moment.

Lin Qi Night, holding the Sword of Tian Cong Yun, retreated half a step. The right hand holding the hilt of the sword was numb, and the tiger's mouth had already cracked a little blood.

with the characteristics of Tian Cong Yun Jian, he can indeed hurt the pen immortal, but it is limited to this.

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