223 Smell Mouse comes out

Zhao Laosan woke up from his rage and thought of an extremely spiritually stupid method. The two immediately got up and searched around in the low sky, vowing to kill Wang Fan.

Wang Fan heard their dialogue clearly, touched his chin and blinked. He really couldn't attack any more.

"What is the bottom card? What is not revealed is the bottom card. It seems that from now on, Dundi is no longer my bottom card." He was a little depressed, but it was not right to think about it. If Zhao Laosan and the two were killed, no one would know that they would escape. At that time, the bottom card was still the bottom card.

"But if you get the shadowless escape and cooperate with the dragon blade, it's really the bottom." Once the situation improves, Wang Fan's mind will be lively. Besides, Shadowless escape is his secret skill. Today, if he is lucky enough to meet, if he doesn't get it, how can he regret it in the future?

"They are in the air, and I have no magic weapon blades. It's really difficult to deal with. Fortunately, Zhao Laosan was evil and wanted to kill me to relieve his hatred. If I leave, I really don't have a good way."

Thinking so, he didn't dare to waste too much time. He was afraid that Zhao Laosan would regain his senses and took his men to seek rescue.

"It seems that I have to call out the smelly mouse for help." He touched his chin and looked at the cyan storage bag. His head was a little big: "It's easy to call it out, but how to explain the matter of Hua Xing Dan? If I had known, I would have asked the old man Jin Xing. I don't have to have such a headache now.

But the headache is a headache. The conflict between him and the Smell Rat can be regarded as an internal contradiction, but it is an enemy contradiction with Zhao Laosan. The two contradictions are different in the primary and secondary, so after thinking about it, he still decided to get the Smell Rat to help. Of course, he also thought about some words.

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The smelling mouse yawned and rolled over, and then got up from the ground. He patted the dust on his clothes and shouted with a dissatisfied look, "What are you doing? The fragrance of sleeping wakes me up. I'm dreaming of eating old ginseng. It's juicy and meaty. Not to mention, this Chuling bag is really comfortable to sleep." He muttered a few unorganized nonsense, and then he suddenly woke up and shook his head vigorously, looking surprised: "Kid, have you found the 'chemical elixir'? Take it out and try it with me. Human beauty, I'm coming!"

Wang Fan just wanted to explain a sentence or two. Hearing what he said, he poofed and coughed for a long time before he recovered. Looking at the obscene appearance of the smelling mouse, he secretly slandered himself: "I don't know if a blind woman is a beautiful woman, otherwise I guess this guy will definitely be extremely disappointed."

The smelling mouse felt good about himself for a while. Seeing Wang Fan looking at himself strangely, he blinked doubtfully and said, "What's the matter? What's the problem? By the way, why don't you look like this for a few days? You have gray hair. I won't sleep for several years, will I?

Monsters are a kind of spiritual things in the world. They have great advantages in life expectancy, but they do not have suitable cultivation skills. They can only rely on blood inheritance or external objects. Therefore, they often sleep for several years because of swallowing the genius treasure. The smelling mouse doesn't know what it is. It also thinks that it has been sleeping for several years, and can't help but be shocked. Color.

"I haven't eaten any heavenly and earthly treasures, but if I get good things, such as those ten-thousand-year-old ginseng and a few thousand-year-old red fruits, have been taken away by you, and I haven't eaten it. I shouldn't have slept for several years."

When Wang Fan saw that he was confused, he couldn't help crying and laughing. He gave him a few brains and asked him to wake up for a while before saying, "I provoked my enemy, and I had to change my face-"

The smelling mouse listened stunned, and then became furious: "You mean, you didn't find any 'metamorphic elixir' at all, but asked me to come out to help the enemy? What do you think of me, your bodyguard or nanny? I will never participate in this matter, unless I use 'chemical elixir' or other equivalent elixir, such as Juling elixir.

Wang Fan knew that the dead mouse would open his mouth, but since he called him out, he naturally had a way to make him go. He pretended to think about it. Finally, he patted his thigh and said, "Come on, you and I are not outsiders. I'll tell you the truth. In fact, the two above have a secret skill "Shadden", which is the world. There are few wonders, which are more magical than my devouring skill. If you are willing to help, our brothers will share it. If you don't, I can't beat my four hands, so I have to escape in frustration.

Although the smelling mouse has achieved cultivation, it does not change its greedy nature, especially for the genius treasure and the secret method of cultivation. His eyes turn green at the sound.

"Hum, it's not my character to run away in frustration." His attitude immediately changed: "Besides, it's not easy for you to beg me once. You can't help but give you face. Who let me have high cultivation and strong combat effectiveness?"

If he had said this before, Wang Fan would have immediately spit on his face and argued endlessly, but this time he asked for help, and Zhao Laosan was about to lose his patience, so he had to curl his lips and didn't say anything.

The smelling mouse is a typical representative of getting cheap and being obedient, kicking his nose on his face, and giving him a little sunshine. As soon as he saw that he did not object as usual, he was even more arrogant and complacent. The words of self-appreciation were like flowing water, and Wang Fan almost vomited.

"Are you finished?" Wang Fan stared and said hatefully, "If you really have the ability, go up and brighten it. Bragging is nothing!"

"Of course I have the ability." Smell the mouse was unwilling to show weakness: "Otherwise, why would you ask me to come out to help? Boy, don't hold on if you don't have good combat effectiveness. This will kill you.

Wang Fan's rebuttal came to his throat under the pressure of his exit. He grabbed his arm and threw it to the ground: "Since you are more powerful, let's go up and try it first."

"Oh, boy, how dare you cheat me." As soon as he finished speaking, the smelling mouse lit up and came to a dense forest. The dense forest is in embarrassment. It is not only full of broken branches and leaves, but also potholes on the ground. The thick smell of blood does not need to smell deeply, but goes straight into the nose.

"It tastes good, but it's still fresh." He was used to drinking Mao Ru's blood. As soon as he smelled the bloody smell with strong aura, the saliva flowed down and couldn't help licking his tongue.

Before he could take any action, he heard a shout in the air: "Okay, old man Shu, you are finally willing to come out." Then there was another "hew" exclaim: "How can you change into a mouse's head? Do you think you can muddle through in this way? As I said, next year's today is your anniversary."

Although the smelling mouse is a monster, it is most annoying for others to say that he has a mouse head. Especially after getting along with Wang Fan for many days, he feels more and more that he is no different from the human race. Then he shouted 'I'm coming to the human beauty' after coming out of the storage bag. At this time, someone mocked himself and couldn't help but be furious.

"Damn, where did you come from? What's wrong with the mouse head? Have you ever seen such a handsome mouse head? Grandma, it seems that it's not good to kill too much. It's just that grandpa wants to eat fresh flesh and blood. Let's do it with you."

"No, this is a pure monster!" Lao Ba was well-informed. After two more glances, he immediately shouted loudly, "Is the old man surnamed Shu a mouse demon? No wonder he can get into the ground."

Zhao Laosan was also shocked, but then showed a ferocious smile: "Good mouse demon, my poisonous dragonfly hook is just broken. I heard that the mouse's claws are extremely sharp, but it is just used for sacrifice and repair."

"What did you say? Sacrifice spiritual weapons with my claws?" The smelly mouse stared and said angrily, "Okay, okay, if I don't kill you today, I won't be a rat." That's what he said, but he didn't go forward.

He is not stupid. Wang Fan's combat strength cultivation is what he knows best. It is said that he is much better than him. At least he can't be weaker than him. Even Wang Fan is at a loser. He may not be able to surrender, so he is in front of him, but he is majestically waiting for Wang Fan to come up against the enemy together.

Zhao Laosan has never fought with monsters *. He only heard Zhao Fu mention the power of monsters a few days ago, so he was extremely impressed. He also knew that the combat power of monsters was higher than that of fellow monks, but he did not know that Zhao Wei was bragging in order to highlight his 'great achievements', let alone as long as there was a suitable spiritual weapon to use. It can completely change the problem that the combat power is not like a monster.

Both of them are afraid, so they only listen to wild words but don't get real.