Outside the battle circle, which was almost red-eyed, there was a rapid sound like a bag hitting the ground, mixed with the miserable screams. No matter how you look at it, it feels like the style is wrong. Fortunately, no one cares about these during the battle.
"How about this meeting ceremony?"
After being beaten for an unknown number of times, Wu Ming picked up the golden-haired rat, which was foaming at the mouth, with white eyes and twitching all over, and asked with a smile.
"Master Mouse..."
Before he finished speaking, there was another round of smashing.
"What do you think, Brother Rat?"
"Can't we talk it over carefully?"
"Hey, I'm very kind to you. I'll help you relax when we meet!"
There was a sigh, and the sound of smashing started again.
Don't look at the empty swamp as a muddy ground, but it is close to the underground river of the void. It has been baptized by the power of space all year round. It is as hard as divine gold and fine iron. Wu Ming also has strange powers. This golden-haired rat is quite extraordinary.
It wasn't smashed into mud.
"Stop, stop, Brother Wu, this greeting gift is really unique, Lord Shu, I accept it!"
Finally, the golden-haired rat wailed as if resigned to its fate.
"Haha, wouldn't it have been better if we had done this earlier? The beatings and killings were so indecent. Our human race is a country of etiquette, and we must not use violence as a habit!"
Wu Ming smiled and nodded, caressing the fur of the golden-haired rat, and suddenly pulled out a demon-suppressing nail like lightning, and thrust it in again with a pop, "Hey, look, it's bleeding!"
"ah!"
The golden-haired rat screamed, scolding in his heart, and still had to put a smile on his face, "It's okay, it's okay, my skin is rough and my flesh is thick, it's okay if I bleed a little!"
"That's good!"
Wu Ming nodded clearly, pulled out and stabbed, back and forth many times, until the golden-haired rat could no longer say the word 'Master', and then stopped, "As the saying goes, if you don't fight, you won't get to know each other. Once you are born, you will be familiar with twice.
Wu Ziming, a person from the Song Dynasty, doesn’t know where Brother Rat’s fairyland is?”
"Oh, I..."
"etc!"
Wu Ming rubbed his chin, glanced at Sang Shen, and said with a smile, "This dear fellow is of extraordinary talent. He must have been with Brother Rat for some years. Why don't we let him go first and have a few words together? I'm sure Brother Rat won't mind."
Bar?"
"No...don't mind!"
The golden-haired rat wailed in his heart, and Wu Ming was on guard against his nonsense. He just turned his eyes and saw Wu Ming's expression that was half-smiling but not smiling.
, the roots of his tail immediately tightened, and he hurriedly said, "Brother Wu, wait a moment, I will unlock the secret magic right now!"
Wu Ming looked calm on his face, but in fact he was extremely nervous.
Buzz!
Vaguely, a strange light shone in the eyes of the golden-haired rat, and large pools of blood emerged from the places where the demon-suppressing nails were pierced around its body. It suddenly became much weaker, even more than it had been after being beaten and tortured by Wu Ming for a long time.
Looks like a lot.
Wu Ming sensed it carefully and found that there was indeed a special power fluctuation in the body of the Golden-haired Rat. However, when it was activated, it was attacked by the power of the Eight Desolate Demon Chains and Demon Suppressing Nails. He did not know whether it was successful or not.
"Brother Mouse and I hit it off right away. I shouldn't have doubted you, but if you do something secretly, you'll hurt the hearts of all the people in Chicheng..."
Wu Ming's eyelids drooped slightly, and there was an inexplicable luster in his eyes.
"Don't worry, don't worry, Brother Wu and I are so close to each other, how can we commit fraud? He is just deceived by my natal magical power, the short-sighted chaos god. I can extinguish the short-sighted seeds in the demon soul. With his current strength, he will soon be
You’ll wake up completely!”
The golden-haired rat trembled with excitement and said hurriedly.
Wu Ming pondered for a while, then stood up slowly, looked into Sang Shen's eyes, saw a hint of smile in his eyes, made a little knead in his hand, and took off a few talismans from the back of his head.
"You've grown up!"
Sang Shen smiled.
"You... know each other!"
The golden-haired rat was stunned, screamed, and its eyes instantly turned red!
"Sister Ye Zi has been worried about you!"
Wu Ming scratched his head, shook his hands and threw the golden-haired rat at his feet, then stomped on his head, and then said.
"I'm going to help them. You have to be careful about this beast. I doubt it is a creature from China, but... if possible, spare its life. Although it has been controlled by it and has been unable to control itself for many years, it really has no intention of harming me.
And I owe a lot to him for his kindness, so I have the artistic career I have today!"
Sang Shen glanced at Qian Ying who was fighting hard with soft eyes, thought for a moment and then said.
Wu Ming raised his brows slightly, allowing the taciturn Sang Shen to speak such a long sentence. It seemed that there was something special about this mouse, so he immediately nodded in agreement.
"Haha, until the matter is resolved, you and I can have a chat!"
Sang Shen smiled happily and stood up from the ground. The aura of the Grand Master of Yangshen of the Three Realms surged and flew straight towards the hundred-foot true dragon Ao Yun.
"It seems that what Brother Sang said is true. You have been enslaving him for these years, and you are so willing to spend money to help him consolidate the foundation of the holy way!"
Wu Ming's eyes suddenly shrank, he picked up the golden-haired rat and said.
"mouse……"
The golden-haired rat's teeth were almost broken, but when he saw Wu Ming's eyes, he suddenly changed his words and said, "Humph, it's just a matter of cultivating an emperor. It doesn't cost much resources at all!"
"hehe!"
Wu Ming shook his head with a half-smile, how could he not know that the mouse was not telling the truth.
But looking at the secret realms he has visited in the past, they are all dangerous places. Without advanced cultivation, it is tantamount to committing suicide. That is to say, if Sang has a great life, otherwise his body will be gone long ago!
"Boy, don't do this to Mr. Mouse. Today, Mr. Mouse admits his failure, but it's not at your hands, but..."
The golden-haired rat felt uncomfortable all over and said in anger.
"If I lift the ban, are you sure you won't take action?"
Wu Ming's pupils narrowed and he said calmly.
"Humph, you are asking questions knowingly!"
The golden-haired mouse showed displeasure in its eyes, as if it was afraid that Wu Ming would not be able to figure it out, and explained, "With the seal of that thing, with my current strength, hey!"
"Forget it, I just trust you once, who makes you and I feel like old friends at first sight?"
Wu Mingyang thought for a moment, shook his hands and pulled out the eight demon-suppressing nails. Seeing that he didn't move, he took off the demon-locking chain again.
"Fuck you uncle!"
The Golden Mouse roared angrily, and a faint and undetectable pale silver light flashed around his body. All wounds returned to normal, except for a flash of purple-green light between his eyebrows, and all the silver light shrank away in an instant.
"Now, we can have a nice chat!"
Wu Ming put his left hand behind his back, with a warm smile on his face, but there was an emerald green leaf clasped in his palm.
"Put away your little gadgets. If Master Mouse wants to move his claws, even ten of you can't do it!"
The golden-haired rat glared at him angrily and sat cross-legged on the ground in a humane manner, "You and I are destined to be together. Since the treasure is in your body, we are destined not to be enemies, at least not now."
"Brother Rat, why did you say this?"
Wu Ming still held the holy leaf talisman and sat cross-legged.
"Now that I've said it, you don't understand, and it's better not to know. If you must know, don't blame Master Shu for not reminding you!"
The golden-haired rat looked sideways at Wu Ming and said disdainfully, "You will definitely die!"
"What if I must ask Brother Mouse to tell me?"
Wu Ming's eyes flashed slightly and he smiled lightly.
"Since you are not afraid of death, Lord Shu will make it happen... ah!"
The golden-haired rat smiled playfully, and before he finished speaking, a purple light flashed between his brows, he held his head and howled miserably, hurriedly waving his paws and said, "Stop, stop, stop, that's enough, that's enough, I don't dare anymore!"
Wu Ming frowned, and the worry in his eyes flashed away. He stroked his eyebrows and said, "I saw Brother Mouse can easily take out Taoist tools before, so I might as well take out a few to open my eyes!"
"You...hum!"
The golden-haired rat panted for a while, and stared at Wu Ming's eyebrows with lingering fear. He opened his mouth unwillingly and spit out several groups of light and shadow. Judging from the breath, it was clear that they were all Taoist weapons.
With a bowl, a bell, and a dagger, Wu Ming's quick eyes and quick hands were instantly enveloped in his spiritual consciousness. With the power of a lotus lamp, he pulled them all into the sea of consciousness and placed them on the flame of the lamp to burn.
"It turns out...it turns out that the Dao sword you used before was used to restore the power of that treasure!"
The golden-haired rat was stunned for a moment, then realized it later and regretted it with anger.
No matter how cunning and cunning he is, he would never have thought that Wu Minghui would not even blink an eye, and would give a Taoist weapon that could become an ordinary sect treasure, or even related to the destiny of the clan, to the lotus lantern. I thought it was greed to gain more benefits.
That’s all!
"It seems that you are not a creature of China!"
Wu Ming frowned.
"How can Master Rat exist in this barren land?"
The golden-haired rat said proudly.
"hehe!"
Wu Ming shook his head and chuckled. Although he felt that his tone was shocking, it was not without purpose. After all, he knew the existence of lotus lanterns. "Since Brother Rat is one of our own, we might as well bring out more of them. Maybe you can meet again!"
"Stop coming!"
The Golden-haired Rat shrank his neck and said warily, "Don't think Lord Rat is easy to deceive. That treasure must have hurt the source, otherwise it wouldn't have absorbed the power of a mere Taoist artifact. Let alone a few, there would be thousands.
It’s not enough!”
"Brother Mouse has been in China for a long time. Haven't you heard that mosquito legs are still meat no matter how small they are?"
Wu Ming smiled.
"You you..."
The Golden Mouse lamented in his heart, but had no choice but to take it out one by one.
But whenever he stopped, Wu Ming would show a half-smiling expression, and the purple-green flame between his brows would begin to flicker.
As a last resort, I finally took out seventeen Taoist tools!
Even though Wu Ming was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but click his tongue and couldn't calm down for a long time.
This is a Taoist weapon, not a cabbage on the roadside. Looking at the whole human race in China, there are only a handful of people who can refine Taoist tools. Even if it is a local sect with a saint in charge, there may be so many, or even
less.
Perhaps only the Tianpin Sect could take it out, but it would be enough to break the muscles and bones and greatly damage the vitality!
"Brother Mouse, did you steal the Tianpin Sect's treasure house or dig up the demon clan's ancestral grave?"
Wu Ming's eyes showed a strange look.
Although most of them are owned by the human race, there are six pieces that emit a ferocious demonic light and are obviously from the demon race, but this is nothing, since they are all the food of the two ladies of Lian Deng anyway.
"Hmph, Mr. Shu is so talented, how can he do such a derogatory thing as digging graves?"
The golden-haired rat said with twinkling eyes.
"hehe!"
Wu Ming believed that there was a ghost. He leaned forward slightly and said with a smile, "Brother Rat, if you don't mind, why don't you bring me some holy weapons to open your eyes!"
"Fuck me!"
The golden-haired rat was so angry that he swore in a very strange language.
Although Wu Ming didn't understand it, he knew what it meant by observing the words and expressions, but he didn't care at all. The whole world was not as important as restoring the lotus lantern!
"No!"
The golden-haired rat lay on its back with its four claws spread out, as if it had no hope of life and was willing to be killed and chopped into pieces.