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Half an hour later.

Zhang Ping was telling stories and grilling chicken wings.

The three gibbons and the sloth gathered around him. Only the harpy hid in the corner, secretly licking his wounds.

He used "Journey to the West" to successfully capture three gibbons, and then used the three gibbons to threaten the sloths. As a result, the harpies became a minority.

But Zhang Ping can guarantee it.

He never thought about fighting the harpies, nor did he think about bullying them.

Who knew that the Harpy realized that he was at a disadvantage, so he took the initiative to cut off his wings as an apology, and then consciously stayed in the corner.

What else can Zhang Ping do?

Of course, in line with the principle of not wasting food, I roasted their wings with tears in my eyes.

It has to be said that the wings of the Harpy are delicious and rich in texture. After being grilled, they are charred on the outside and tender on the inside. The meat is fragrant when you bite into it.

The three gibbons' eyes were straightened, their mouths were watering, and they looked at the two harpies maliciously from time to time.

The two harpies suddenly shivered.

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Next week.

Zhang Ping stayed on the beard knot of the giant moose, and "Journey to the West" was still told dryly. Sun Wukong killed so and so with a stick, and then met so and so again, it was almost like a running account.

He probably also realized that he had no talent for telling stories, so he became more and more lazy as he went on, and felt like dozing off while talking.

However, the few alienated beasts left on the whisker knot really liked listening to his stories. In fact, what they heard was not dry Chinese, but the ups and downs of the story. They even seemed to be there in person, transforming into Sun Wukong and passing three levels. Kill six generals.

This is the magic of communicating with all things. It will transmit Zhang Ping's language in a way that other creatures or animated dead creatures can understand. Therefore, even if he talks about it here, the alienated beasts can listen with interest and even feel quite helpless. Sri Lanka.

On the eighth day, a white bear climbed up from under the hair of the giant moose.

When it saw Zhang Ping and others, it immediately moved slowly to an open area while staring at Zhang Ping and others with vigilance.

"Hello, rest assured, we are all pacifists!" Zhang Ping greeted with a smile.

However, the white bear did not let down its guard because of Zhang Ping's words. It said: "No offense, I will leave in four days."

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"Where are you going, Brother Xiong?" Zhang Ping asked, seeing that Bai Xiong's IQ was not bad.

Bai Xiong did not answer, responding to Zhang Ping's enthusiasm with silence.

Seeing this, Zhang Ping had no choice but to continue telling stories to the three gibbons and the sloth.

After getting along with each other for the past few days, these four alienated beasts have already gained initial trust in Zhang Ping, especially the three gibbons, who treat Zhang Ping like a king.

Zhang Ping's food for the past few days has been provided by three gibbons.

In fact, all the alienated beasts that can survive in the black earth all have their own strengths. They are either those who can live without food or drink, or those who have spatial abilities.

Gibbons can bring fruits and fruits from other dimensions, so they can survive in this place, otherwise they would have starved to death.

"Sun Wukong held a golden cudgel, and his fiery golden eyes flashed. He shouted: 'Hey, I know you are not a human being at a glance, goblin, take a stick from my old grandson!', and then he turned the white-bone demon into an old man with one stick. Beat him to death..." Zhang Ping held a peach in his hand and talked while eating it.

The white bear lay on five moose hairs, its ears moving from time to time, and gradually its mind was drawn to Zhang Ping's story.

Outside, it suddenly started raining.

Zhang Ping stopped and looked outside.

They were now just under the giant moose's chin, so no rain would fall on them.

The rain was gray rain and looked very dirty.

Zhang Ping looked at the rain, his mind moved slightly, and a ball of rain floated in from the outside world.

"It's actually death energy, and it's substantial death energy. What's going on in this world?" Zhang Ping said to himself as he looked at the changing gray atmosphere in the water.

At this time, one of the gibbons pulled his sleeves, then put his hands together as if kneeling down, so he had no choice but to give up and continue exploring.

Shake the rainwater away.

Zhang Ping continued to tell the story of Sun Wukong fighting the White Bone Demon three times.

Outside.

The world is vast.

It was as if only one giant moose still walked the earth.

It rained heavily.

Countless creatures on the moose watched the gray rain falling on the ground outside the moose's hair, and they were all silent.

An hour later, the rain stopped and the sky cleared.

The sky is still gray. Although Zhang Ping is telling stories to these alienated beasts, he is also paying attention to the outside world.

Case.

A giant moose can travel a thousand miles in one step. He has seen mountains, abyss canyons, and desolate deserts. This place is lifeless and there is no environment where any life can survive.

He didn't even know where these alien beasts that climbed onto the giant moose came from.

It was clear that the surroundings were desolate, but from time to time, alienated beasts would climb up from the feet of the giant moose. However, most of the alienated beasts would choose to continue climbing up when they saw Zhang Ping and others. Only White Bear chose to stay here.

Four days later.

Bai Xiong stood up and said goodbye reluctantly.

It nimbly crawled down the giant moose's hair and soon disappeared under the clouds.

Not long after Bai Xiong left, Zhang Ping saw dozens of dilapidated buildings standing in the clouds in the distance. These buildings had a very sci-fi atmosphere, but they also had a sense of doomsday because of their dilapidation.

"There's definitely a city down there!"

Zhang Ping looked at the building and couldn't help but think.

Although he wanted to fly out and have a look, he never moved because he was afraid of missing the opportunity to go home.

In fact, he didn't know how long he would stay here with the giant moose, and he didn't know how to return to Pearl City. All he could do now was wait.

The King of Dark Mist had no reason to deceive him.

The next moment, the city disappeared behind the giant moose.

Zhang Ping withdrew his gaze and looked at the three gibbons. He couldn't help but sigh and said with a smile: "Let's continue!"

Unfortunately, it didn't last long. The three gibbons had to leave the next day, followed by the sloths, and then even the harpy also fled in embarrassment.

Although they had a numerical advantage in the end, they did not dare to attack Zhang Ping again. Instead, they were a little trembling when they left, as if they were afraid that Zhang Ping would wait for an opportunity to attack them.

After all the alienated beasts left, Zhang Ping was the only one left above Moose Beard Knot.

He simply lay on the moose's hair, released a reconnaissance eye gem, and used the reconnaissance eye gem to observe the alien beast on the huge moose.

The giant moose is so huge that it has a large number of 'passengers' and even many long-term 'residents'.

Zhang Ping even saw the King of Mist.

It turns out that the King of Dark Mist has also followed. It is entrenched on the back of the huge moose, and it has divided its territory domineeringly. No alienated beast dares to rest in its territory.