"Still alive?" Lord Zhenjin asked indifferently.
Mu Ban nodded his head.
"Lend it to me for a moment," Lord Zhenjin said, looking at the crossbow in Mu Ban's hands.
Mu Ban's mind went blank, but his body moved subconsciously, his hands presenting the crossbow.
Lord Zhenjin grabbed the wooden handle of the crossbow with one hand, while still holding his sword in the other.
Mu Ban was about to say that this posture was wrong, that one should hold the bottom of the crossbow to stabilize it, and use the other hand to operate the trigger.
At that moment, another bat monkey attacked.
Lord Zhenjin's hand gave a light shake, and the body of the crossbow trembled as a short arrow shot out.
Thud.
The attacking bat monkey was dead.
Lord Zhenjin's wrist shook, and with a light click, the crossbow was cocked again.
The bat monkeys screamed again, with one particularly cunning, launching an attack from behind Lord Zhenjin.
