As soon as the barrier was set, the monkeys began to squeak and scream anxiously, jumping up and down and running around. This made it even more difficult to catch the original one.
"The fourth monkey on the left branch of the second tree in front." Xuanyuan Moze's voice came out, his eyes still on the front.
Feng Jiu's eyes flickered, and she curled her lips into a smile: "Okay!" The next moment, she flew out, her spiritual sense locked onto the monkey, and with a wave of her hand, a small cluster of flames sprang up and flew out at a speed that was faster than an ear could cover.
“Squeak!”
The monkeys were startled by the flames and moved around, avoiding them one after another. The one that Fengjiu was staring at squeaked, hooked its tail between the branches and leaves, and leaped down. However, at this moment, a cluster of flames ignited the monkey hair on its tail with a whoosh, and the burning pain made it scream.
"squeak!"
A sharp scream suddenly came out from the monkey's mouth. In just a blink of an eye, all the hair on the monkey's body was burnt to ashes, and a burnt smell filled the air.
The monkeys around were stunned. Several larger monkeys suddenly came to their senses and quickly came to the monkey, trying to put out the fire on its body. However, no matter whether they used leaves, hands, or dirt on the ground to sprinkle on it, they could not put out the fire.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak..."
The monkeys shouted angrily, and suddenly surrounded Fengjiu, showing their claws, grinning, and pouncing on her with their teeth exposed.
Seeing this scene, Xuanyuan Moze's face darkened and he snorted coldly. The pressure from him also spread around like ripples on water.
At that moment, all the monkeys trembled all over, squatted down one by one, and dared not even raise their heads.
Feng Jiu raised her hand and the flames went out. All the hair on the little monkey's body was gone, and apart from a little redness on its skin, it wasn't seriously injured. After all, she had shown some mercy.
"Squeak..."
The little monkey huddled on the ground with its head down and cried. When it saw Feng Jiu walking towards it, its body shrank slightly and a hint of guilt emerged in its eyes.
"Hand over the things." Fengjiu said, looking down at the little monkey whose body was red all over.
"Squeak." It cried twice, shrank back, and turned its head away, obviously unwilling to hand over the thing.
“Not handing it over?” Fengjiu sneered, and as she moved her hand, a cluster of flames danced on her fingertips.
“Squeak, squeak, squeak!”
The little monkey cried out in panic when it saw it, then opened its mouth, spit out the Bagua mirror and handed it to her.
"And." Feng Jiu glanced at it: "Where is your treasure? You don't think that you can just return my things after stealing them, right?" As she spoke, she played with the flames on her fingertips, full of threats.
“Squeak!”
The little monkey seemed very angry, but afraid of the flames at her fingertips. Finally, it opened its mouth and spit out more than twenty things, including beads, magic tools, and shiny gold coins and crystal cores.
Looking at the small pile of things, Fengjiu's eyes flickered. She squatted down and glanced at the little monkey: "I didn't expect there were so many hidden. Is that all?"