Chapter 42 Return

A little girl with a miserable fate but an extremely kind and pure heart was lost in this way. Hong Yu knelt on the ground and closed his eyes painfully. The pink and jade face still appeared in front of him, and the childish voice was still lingering in his ears.

A snow-white hand gently patted Hong Yu's shoulder, and the sound quality on his head was so beautiful that he was addicted: "Hong Yu, don't be sad. In the future, Qianlan will accompany you here to find the Heavenly King's Mansion and save the little spirit."

Hong Yu slowly raised his head and saw a suffocatingly beautiful shallow smile on his delicate little face. He sighed in his heart that she was just an ancient sword. How could she experience the joys and sorrows of human beings?

Next, everyone left the fourth floor and went down to the third floor.

On the third floor of the nine-story magic tower, Gushen Village, the former grandmother's home, 40 or 50 disciples of Juetianmen gathered here and surrounded the grandmother in the middle.

At this moment, a kind smile appeared on the grandmother's face and talked cordially with her disciples.

"The Heavenly Palace is a huge killer organization here. Their magic hands almost cover the fourth floor of the nine-story magic tower, but its residence is extremely mysterious. Since ancient times, no one can find it."

"What, no one has found it so far?" Hearing this, Hong Yu lost his voice slightly. If he couldn't even find the residence of the Heavenly King's Mansion, how could he save the little spirit in the future?

The old lady touched Hong Yu's head lovingly and smiled, "Son, don't worry, Xiao Lingling's life will never be in danger there, but... Alas, maybe she won't remember you in the future."

"Ah, this is... why?" Hong Yu opened his mouth and looked a little stunned.

nodded slowly, and the grandmother explained, "What is the most important thing about being a top killer? That is to be ruthless. Therefore, after the Heavenly Palace takes away the little spirit, it will definitely erase her previous memory and instill cruel killing ideas in her. Only in this way can they cultivate the little spirit into a top gold medal killer.

This is actually a very simple truth. Hong Yu and everyone are very sad when they hear it. It seems that it is impossible to find that kind and clever little spirit in the future.

"Children, everyone has their own lives, and you don't have to pay too much attention to it. Come on, I'll give you something." Looking at Hong Yu's bitter little face, the old woman smiled and then pointed into the air with her fingers. The void there immediately slowly opened like water. In the middle of the swing, a shocking huge mouse head appeared, two of which looked at the rat eyes.

The general who protects the village at the entrance of the village?

When Hong Yu saw the dead mouse, he immediately laughed. Other people also looked at this amazing mouse with curiosity on their faces.

"It's amazing! How can this big mouse fly? Is it really the legendary flying god mouse? Murong Qi had a big mouth and pointed to the amazing rat and shouted.

"The mouse said, human, your mouth stinks. I can smell it here." The amazing mouse raised a mouse's paw, pointed to Murong Qi from afar, and squeaked.

"Wow, this mouse can even spit..." Murong Qi's chin fell to the ground on the spot, and the others were also very strange. Even Arnold couldn't help smiling.

This dead mouse is really a damaged product. It will be damaged when it meets someone. At this time, the dead mouse found Hong Yu in the crowd, a pair of bean-like mouse eyes, and flashed: "Human, I still remember you. The mouse said that you are a damn human. Er, why did that little one disappear? Did its mother really call it home to drink milk?"

Hearing this messy words, even the old lady couldn't help laughing. Immediately, she sank her face and shouted softly, "Don't talk nonsense. Come down."

The village mouse did not dare to disobey. It immediately flew down and fell on the grandmother's shoulder. The mice' eyes still looked at Hong Yu's side looking for small things. Obviously, the small things made it too fresh in memory.

"He is your new master. You can follow him in the future." The old grandmother pointed to Hong Yu and said to the village.

"Squeak...!" Hucun Shuo's face immediately made a bitter expression, and then moved on the grandmother's shoulder, turned around, and turned his buttocks towards Hong Yu to protest.

Hearing this grandma's words, Hong Yu was also shocked. He knew how precious this dead mouse was. It was a peerless soldier with spirituality, but now the old lady gave it to herself. This gift was really too heavy.

"Grandma, this gift boy really can't stand it. You can always take it back." Hong Yu touched a sweat.

"Son, you can stand it completely. I won't look away. It's a blessing for this mouse to follow you." The old woman smiled and patted the village mouse again, signaling it to go over.

"Do you want me to hang out with this stinky little boy in the future? The mouse said, I won't do it!" The village mouse did not disdain Hong Yu at all. The sharp mouse's head looked up proudly and squeaked a few times. The old lady knocked on its sharp mouse's head: "Don't be presumptuous!"

The village mouse lowered the mouse's head and had to fly obediently to Hong Yu's shoulder. He was very reluctantly squeak in Hong Yu's ear: "Listen, listen to me, I didn't volunteer with you. I was forced to be good. The world is too crazy! Er, the mouse said, did that little one really let his mother call home to drink milk?

This dead mouse is really damaged. Hong Yu is angry and funny: "Little boy, it has been taken in by the God of Light. You have to guide it to practice well."

"God of Light?" Hearing this, Hucun Shuo's two bean-like eyes blinked and blinked, confused for a long time, and looked stupid. "I used to cross the world, but I had never heard of the name God of Light. The mouse said, who is this god of light?"

Everyone is completely speechless! I really don't know where this old lady got such a living treasure soldier.

The next day, everyone took the village mouse, said goodbye to the grandmother, and left the ancient god village. As soon as the disciples came out of the nine-story magic tower, they saw Duan Mujing, dressed in a red gauze skirt, standing there quietly. Obviously, they had been waiting for a long time.

"The mouse said that this place is very ominous, much worse than our ancient divine village. I don't like it." Hucun's mouse looked at the ancient battlefield full of bones, waved two mouse claws on Hong Yu's shoulder and creaked in his mouth.

"When--!"

The ancient death bell sounded, trembling and shaking the mountains and rivers.

"It's really ominous here. Let's fast-forward the transmission array." Hong Yu hurriedly greeted everyone. He, Murong Qi, and Arnold knew what would happen next after the death knell rang.

In the transmission array, Hong Yu connected the extremely complicated fingerprints according to the method of opening the transmission array branded by the little thing on his own mind, and quickly led the laws of heaven and earth.

"The mouse said, human, why are you in such a hurry to be reincarnated?" Blinking his eyes, the village mouse was puzzled by the side.

"Shut up your mouth!" Hong Yu knocked on its sharp mouse head, and then he was busy opening the teleport array.

"Human, you open the time array and hand over the space array to me." Seeing that Hong Yu was sweating with urgency, the village mouse also realized the seriousness of the situation and stopped talking nonsense. He flew over and waved two mouse paws to help.

"Can you do it?" The dead mouse actually knew how to open the teleport array here, which was beyond Hong Yu's expectation.

"Human, what do you mean? I know a lot of things." The village mouse squeaked with dissatisfaction.

Hong Yu only knows that this dead mouse is a magic soldier with aura, but as for its origin, it is very mysterious. Maybe it really knows a lot.

Next, everyone survived the sad music. When the crazy battle song was played, Hong Yu and the dead mouse sent the crowd out dangerously.

"The power of space explodes in the chaotic area!" Looking at the hole with frequent contraction in front of him, the Hucun Shuo rat suddenly flew over and turned into a shadow, which was extremely fast.

According to the method of coming, Hong Yu took out the ancient scrolls left by Cang Tianxue, took them in, and then crossed the explosive area with the power of space by Gu Jian Qianlan.

"Humans, you are so bad that you can't pass through a chaotic area with the power of space. It's easy to see how easy this rat is. In the future, you have to call this rat a flying god mouse." Hucun's mouse stood on Hong Yu's shoulder, raised the sharp mouse's head, looked proudly at the sky, and completely forgot that Hong Yu was already its owner.