"Is this your attitude towards begging for mercy?"
Ye Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and asked this question, which was quite domineering and arrogant.
All the rat demons were panicking and kept turning their pointed heads around. Finally, under the leadership of one of them, they all knelt down on their hind paws and bowed with their front paws.
While crazily bowing, he screamed for mercy:
"Human race, please spare our king this time!"
The Rat King fell in a pool of blood and groaned in pain. His two small mung bean-sized eyes stabbed at Ye Qingfeng coldly.
Although Ye Qingfeng was questioning other rat demons, her consciousness did not relax for a moment.
"I can spare my life." Ye Qingfeng snorted coldly and said, "But just letting him go like this is not okay."
As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately raised a spirit animal bag and put the murderous rat king into the spirit animal bag.
Speaking of the Rat King, his racial talent is also astonishing. His head was injured like that, but he is not dead yet, and is still lingering on, trying to survive.
The innate ability of some monsters to survive is indeed beyond the reach of human beings.
Just like some plant elves, they can be reborn with a branch or a leaf.
As for the human race, if they want to regenerate with one finger, it is a bit of a fantasy.
"No... don't take away our rat king!" The rat demons screamed again, and they were horrified.
Ye Qingfeng was not soft-hearted, and threw the spirit beast bag into the white jade bottle, then laughed coldly:
"Since it is determined to kill me, how can I let it go so easily? It is here for me to suppress. As for how many years it takes to suppress it, it depends on its performance and my mood."
"No...please give our king back..." The rat demons bowed crazily again, screaming for mercy in a high-pitched voice, squeaking and squeaking all over the place, making people upset and making their drums hurt.
"Shut up!" Ye Qingfeng's face darkened and he suddenly shouted.
"Zhi~zhi~"
The vicious human race indeed has many faces!
The rat demons were so frightened that chills ran down their spines, and they could only whimper in low voices.
Ye Qingfeng looked like a handsome and handsome young man, but at this moment, he deliberately showed a certain degree of violence, which shocked the rat demons, and suddenly asked in a deep voice:
"Where did you get that iron spear? It's a psychic treasure?"
"Stolen, stolen, stolen from our ancestors, but I don't know where it was stolen..." The rat demon didn't dare to lie, and he didn't know how to lie. He quickly told him, "It's powerful, but it's not a psychic treasure.
.”
"As long as it's not a psychic weapon." Ye Qingfeng changed his face too quickly, and suddenly smiled again.
All the rat demons were confused by that smile.
The black iron gun lay alone on the ground. It looked simple and unpretentious, but in fact it was extremely lethal.
Especially that iron gun, which has not completely lost contact with the Rat King.
Ye Qingfeng cautiously transformed into a big palm, stretched it out in the air, held the iron gun in the big palm, and waved it casually, making it sparkle and sparkle.
"squeak!"
The rat demons were frightened by Ye Qingfeng's arrogance, and were sad that the rat king's treasures were left alone.
But Ye Qingfeng didn't show off with a gun, he just turned his back, held out the white jade bottle, and put the iron gun into the white jade bottle with a "swish" sound.
"You...what are you going to do again?" The rat demons only saw the iron gun suddenly disappear, but they didn't know what Ye Qingfeng had done specifically.
Ye Qingfeng turned around and said with a cold smile: "Of course it's to collect the loot! Where is your base? Lead the way."
"Squeak~squeak~" all the rat demons bared their teeth and screamed, they are such shameless humans.
Not only did they surrender their ancestral weapons, but they also attempted to raid their lair!
This person is so shameless!
Ye Qingfeng put his hands behind his back and smiled, Feng Qingyun said calmly: "Don't forget, your king is still in my hands."
With the Rat King in hand, Ye Qingfeng could be said to be holding the emperor hostage to command the princes at this moment.
Furthermore, the Rat King had murderous intentions for her first, so it was reasonable for her to temporarily save the Rat King's life and charge some money to buy his life from this clan.
"Squeak! Squeak!"
All the rat demons whispered to each other, angry and unwilling.
Thinking about the Rat King, and thinking about how they have worked so hard and diligently over the years and accumulated so much...
It’s very frustrating, and it’s quite difficult to weigh it up.
After giving away the property, the shameless human race may not necessarily return the Rat King to them.
"I gave you face, agreed to your unreasonable request, and temporarily spared the life of the Rat King." Ye Qingfeng's eyes darkened and he said displeasedly, "Since you are so ignorant of praise, then you, the Rat King, don't want to stay here.
In the world."
"No, save the Rat King's life!" The rat demons shouted again, bowing crazily.
Ye Qingfeng waved his sleeves and said in a deep voice: "Why don't you lead the way?"
All the rat demons are worried about the rat king, so how dare they disobey him.
Originally they drilled rat holes, but they could reach their nest quickly.
But with a living person like Ye Qingfeng following them, they could only take Ye Qingfeng on a detour.
However, they did not dare to have other ideas. After all, Ye Qingfeng had specifically reminded her that if she died, the Rat King would also die.
A group of silver rat demons were running quickly in the dark tunnel.
Ye Qingfeng stepped on the steps of the old madman and followed him calmly.
After more than two hours, I finally made it to this clan's rat's nest.
This rat's nest is still deeper underground.
There are some luminous gravels inside. Although it is still dark inside, it allows the rat demon inside to see clearly.
A few litters of newborn mouse pups, with their eyes closed, were squeaking uneasily in the corner.
Ye Qingfeng used his consciousness to explore and found that there were many kinds of fragments of broken soldiers such as stones, bones, copper and iron in the rat's nest.
Stone!
The stone wrapped in a special stone skin cannot be seen through by spiritual consciousness. It contains many possibilities, which is the most exciting.
And those sources that had taken off their stone skin were crystal clear and sparkling. They were piled high beside the Rat King's bed, roughly forming the majestic appearance of the Rat King. Judging from the size alone, the number of sources was very impressive.
It’s also the source of at least six hundred kilograms!
It can match the accumulation of a small or medium-sized sect in the Northern Territory.
"The rat tribe is not very cultivated, but they are quite good at stealing."
Ye Qingfeng reflected the mountains of sources in her eyes and nodded with satisfaction, but those mountains of sources were not what made her the most satisfied.
Those good things that have just been brought out from the centipede spirit's lair are even more envy-inducing.
The things left behind by the centipede spirit should have belonged to Ye Qingfeng, but the rat demons had taken a step ahead of her and moved those good things away.
The corners of Ye Qingfeng's lips curled up slightly. He came here specially to return the property to its original owner.
Once her eyes are opened, she can see at a glance what can and cannot enter her eyes.
She was also very polite. She took the storage bag in her hand, used the magic of controlling objects, and put all the good things that caught her eye into it.
Those sources that had taken off their stone skin were also robbed and taken away by her.
"Whoa! Whoa!"
Pieces of large and small stones were flying around, no matter what material they were made of, whether they looked ordinary or extraordinary, they were all captured by Ye Qingfeng.