Super God Gene

Hanson bites his teeth so hard in the back, but he still can't catch up. The Monkey King's speed is just hanging up, and he's gone for a while.

After some blue monkeys rushed toward Hansen, and Hansen read his mind, no longer chasing Monkey King, blocking the seven senses of the monkey group, he slipped away and hid away.

Those blue monkeys recovered their seven senses and couldn't find Hanson, and soon dispersed, basically all blue monkeys walking in one direction.

“I don't believe it. I can't find you this time.” Hanson snuck up on those blue monkeys.

We walked a dozen miles and saw a mountain in front of us, and the blue monkeys were running up the hill.

Hanson looked at the past from afar, but saw the mountain soar into the clouds, and a waterfall like a silver dragon flowing down the mountain, so magnificent.

“Looks like Monkey King's nest is on that hill, and now we finally have the ground, I see where you're going.” Hanson was proud and thought: “Even if I can't kill you this time, but I know your nest is here, and you dare go to my shelter to mess with it, I will come here to kill your monkey monkey grandson and see who can play with it. ”

The more I walked in the direction of the mountain, the more I thought the mountain was horrible, the more I stood under the mountain and saw the clouds rolling in the sky, but I couldn't see where the top of the mountain was.

That silver waterfall bursts down from the clouds, and it seems like a silver dragon bursts down from the clouds, a rare wonder indeed.

“Strange, where did the waterfall come from?” Hanson looked around and found that it was a unique mountain, not connected to other mountains, and not leaning back against the plateau.

Isn't it strange that a lonely mountain stands here, but there are waterfalls on it?

“Does this water originate from heaven?” Hanson smiled in his heart and thought too much of himself.

Watching the monkeys climb the mountain, they actually went toward the waterfall, climbing between the cliffs and walking into the waterfall.

Hanson looked at the surprise, so many monkeys, they all disappeared from time to time, as if they had disappeared so empty.

After weighing the waterfall, Hanson hesitated, or climbed the mountain, like those blue monkeys, down the hill towards the waterfall.

Anyway, these monkeys are not his opponents. Even if the monkey king is really ferocious, Hanson also has the confidence to defend himself, let alone the baby.

Now Hanson just wants to see what the hell these monkeys are doing behind the waterfall.

After Hanson approached the waterfall, he realized that there was no hole in the sky behind the waterfall. Half the waist of the waterfall, there was a stone hole hidden behind the waterfall, and all the monkeys were supposed to be drilling into the stone hole.

Hanson opened a hole to look inside the stone hole, but nothing was swept, no trace of the monkeys was found, and he didn't know how deep the stone hole was.

Bao also looked at the stone hole with curiosity, pointing his little finger at the stone hole and questioning him, “Dad, where's the monkey? ”

“In here, we'll see.” Hanson walked into the cave and kept scanning through the cave, afraid he'd become one of those monkeys.

But nothing had happened. The stone hole had been slanted down, and I had no idea how deep it was. Hanson had walked at least two or three thousand meters, but still had no sign of the monkeys.

The cave was getting darker and darker. With Hanson's eyes, he felt the darkness in front of him. He could barely see the little face of the baby in his arms.

Though the cave air field is open, there are no monkeys or other creatures nearby, and you can't feel anything when you open it.

Hanson held the stone wall forward with his hand, and he thought, “What are those monkeys doing here in this shithole? What's hidden here, baby? ”

Thinking about it, Hanson got a little spirited and continued to hold the stone wall inside.

Nor did the stone hole have a branch, that is, a stone hole kept slanting down, and Hanson didn't have to worry that he would get lost, otherwise he would have turned away.

After walking more than a dozen miles, Hanson doubted that he was now underground, otherwise the mountain was a little too big, and had not walked more than a dozen miles through the mountain.

But suddenly there was a glimmer of light in front, and the invisibility seemed to have an exit, making Hanson happy, holding the baby tight, and accelerating the speed towards that light.

Shortly after walking, the light grew louder and louder. It was an exit. Hanson accelerated his speed and walked to the exit. He looked outside and found that it was a valley outside.

You can also see the blue monkeys playing in the valley, where there are lots of fruit trees, and all kinds of fruits that Hanson hasn't seen hanging with branches.

“These are genetic plants?” Hanson looked at the fruit trees in the valley, and he was surprised and surprised. Such a large orchard is actually all genetic plants, from which Hanson can feel vibrant and completely different from ordinary plants.

And of all the genetic plants, a lot of the fruit is ripe, and the blue monkeys are eating the fruit from it.

“Developed, now really developed, so many genetic plants, so powerful, must be good things, this time really earned.” Hanson hates not to jump right up and take all the fruit for himself.

Baby's eyes are almost out, struggling to pound the fruit to eat.

“Don't worry, I don't know what these fruits are, and I don't know if I can eat them.” Hanson held the baby and didn't let her rush past. He looked at the blue monkeys and saw what fruit they had eaten. He memorized it in his heart.

Genetic plants naturally can't be eaten indiscriminately, and genetic plants here are a little weird, which makes Hanson a little uncomfortable.

The reason genetic plants here are weird is because the genetic plants here are all fruit, nothing but fruit.

There are so many kinds of genetic plants in this forest, it's just that Hanson's eyes can see hundreds of genetic plants.

But none of these genetic plants have a swordsman's blade or a foreign creature or animal's soul, not to mention a strange spirit or some kind of secret treasure.

The eyes are full of fruits, and look at the blue monkeys eating, there is no choice. The fruits on the various fruit trees are picked and eaten, and it seems that nothing can be eaten without fruit.

Hanson held on, but Bao couldn't hold on. He broke out of Hanson's arms and feet and quickly climbed to a fruit tree. As soon as he slipped smoke, he reached under the fruit tree, screamed and climbed up. He reached out and picked up a large red fruit and stuffed it directly into his mouth.