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Yan Jiu was in such a hurry that he hadn't even come to say goodbye to Yan Shiyi.

"Sister......" Yan Shiyi raised his arm and hung down in frustration.

"Why did you leave?"

She took small bites of the little sugar left in her hand, almost greedily absorbing the sweetness from it.

"Next time, I may not see ...... again"

At dusk, there were already attendants who began to hang lanterns on the eaves of the porch. The big red lanterns hung high added a bit of fireworks to this cold and remote garden.

An attendant with a lantern approached from a distance, calling out loudly: "Miss Eleven, Miss Eleven, where are you?" Stop playing, go back with the servant" ......

Yan Shiyi heard the sound of looking for him, and got up and hid in the flowers behind him.

Yan Shiyi curled up in the dense depths of the flower branches, holding her legs tightly, and the sharp branches and leaves pierced her panicked face with a burning pain. She just wanted to bury herself deep and not be found by anyone.

Yan Shiyi buried his head in his knees in despair.

As soon as the sun sets, darkness comes......

Yan Jiu hurried back to his residence as fast as he could.

Before she could catch her breath, she hurriedly activated the protective circle in the courtyard.

When the translucent protective circle began to envelop the entire courtyard, Yan Jiu began to "shrink sharply" at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

In an instant, there was only a pile of clothes scattered on the ground. And Yan Jiu disappeared without a trace. At least, on the surface.

Suddenly, the pile of fallen clothes shook a few times.

Immediately after that, the amplitude of the sensation began to increase.

A moment later, a furry "mouse" head poked out of the crack in the pile of laundry.

It was a fluffy, round "white mouse" with a big fluffy tail.

I saw that the "white mouse" sighed very humanely,

With the body of a "mouse", doing such a difficult exercise is simply exhausting.

Yan Jiu used his short arm to wipe the non-existent sweat on his forehead.

Yan Jiu blinked his little black eyes the size of a mung bean, looking at his fluffy and soft big tail for a while, and then at his short little paws. She sat on the clothes behind her, lay down on her back, hugged her big fluffy tail, and rolled around happily on this "luxurious bed". The little ears on the top of his head swayed smartly with Yan Jiu's movements, shaking over, looking stupid and cute.

When he first walked through, he was faced with Yan Jiu's situation.

Dressed as a close relative of a squirrel - an albino version of the chipmunk rat demon.

Do you know how terrifying, what a horrific thing this is! No matter how cute this mouse is and how cute it looks, it doesn't change the fact that she is a mouse.

Don't say that chipmunks are not rats, and rat demons are about the same as humans.

Is there any difference between the two?

The same love of burrowing, the same wide range of recipes, the same gluttony.

It's just that one is an ordinary chipmunk, and the other is Yan Jiu, who is half human and half demon.

Do you know what it's like to be hungry when you see a wriggling worm and want to feast on it?

It's just devastating!

If it's just like this, what makes Yan Jiu the most headache is the body he is wearing.

In the Central Continent, only the demon clan can turn into a demon body.

The demon clan relies on the amount of inheritance bloodline to determine the level of future generations.

Of course, there is also the legendary intergenerational inheritance, but this is too rare to be omitted.

So among Yan Jiu's parents, at least one of them has demon blood. And the level shouldn't be too high, don't ask yourself how you know. How advanced can a rat demon be!

And Yan Qing is obviously not the one who gives his own demon bloodline. If Yan Qing is a demon, then there is no "digital child army" in the school now, but a group of "little mice" with different coat colors.

As long as he thought of the scene of a group of rats sitting there obediently listening to the class, Yan Jiu couldn't help but want to laugh for a while.

Therefore, the one with the blood of the demon clan should be his mother.

The mother who claimed to have died in childbirth.

However, "The Chronicles of the Central Continent" mentioned that the demon race is a race with high physical fitness and strong reproductive ability, how can there be such a low probability of "difficult birth" as impossible?

Yan Jiu couldn't help but feel the urge to lick his paws after thinking about things.

If you don't understand, don't think about it, isn't it all played like this on TV: the grievances and hatreds of the previous life will always be revealed at a certain opportunity.

For example, you are not my biological child, XX is your real father or something.

Yan Jiu received the clothes into his storage bag, and then stuffed the storage bag that was about the size of his face! Enter! Finish! Mouth! Bar! Village!

Yan Jiu said that he would get used to it after watching it a few more times.

I was embarrassed at first, but I couldn't bear the high practical value of it.

The storage bags issued by the Yan Mansion are all low-level storage bags, which cannot be recognized by blood and recognized by the owner, and whoever takes it is whoever's.

It's better to put it in your mouth, so you don't have to worry about losing it, and you don't have to worry about being inconvenient to use.

Although it looks unsightly, as long as you accept the setting of turning into a chipmunk and stuffing something into your mouth, you feel like you're cute~~

It's simply anti-theft! Guard against theft! Prevent Loss! The best choice!

I don't know if all the animals with the word "demon" have a very good skill. Of course, many people call this skill a supernatural ability.

Anyway, this chipmunk demon is in addition to the nature of jumping, burrowing, and greedy for these rats. Yan Jiu is most satisfied with the chipmunk's natural supernatural power - it comes with its own space.

This skill directly makes the gallless rat become an existence comparable to that of a divine beast.

It felt like a teleporter in my mouth.

Yan Jiu sometimes feels that if he has a good appetite, he can swallow a Yan Mansion in minutes, without burping.

Yan Jiu "smacked and touched" his mouth, a small storage bag, of course.

Not to mention, the thought of eating, I am really a little hungry. Yan Jiu rubbed the white belly that called "Gurr". She took out a bottle of Gathering Elixir, shrunk her nose and sniffed it gently. The aura is abundant and the medicinal fragrance is pleasant, this should be the bottle of Zhongpin Ju Ling Pill that Yan Qing gave him today.

"It's too wasteful to use this kind of good thing to satisfy hunger, so let's change the bottle."

"Let's chirp", Yan Jiu spit out another bottle of Ju Ling Dan, the aura is average, the medicine is slightly astringent, this bottle of lower grade Ju Ling Dan is just right, and it is best to use it to fill your stomach.

Yan Jiu poured out two low-grade Juling Pills, put them in his mouth and chewed them like fried beans.

As soon as the pill entered the abdomen, it instantly turned into a warm stream of heat, rushing between the meridians.

Yan Jiu closed her eyes relaxedly, her breathing gradually lengthened, and her fluffy and erected tail gently surrounded her in the middle, revealing only her vigilantly erected little ears.

The aura particles floating in the air, as if summoned, swam from all directions, but they stagnated around Yan Jiu. Only those calm honey-colored earth auras were still unswervingly moving towards Yan Jiu.

As soon as those earth aura particles came into contact with Yan Jiu, they all turned into an army of aura in Yan Jiu's meridians, following the trajectory specified by Yan Jiu over and over again, flowing slowly and endlessly. It wasn't until the twenty-fourth week of operation that it gradually stopped, and the honey-colored particles became brighter and more condensed.

Yan Jiu exhaled the turbid gas in his mouth, and there was a trace of gray vapor mist smoke scattered around.

It was the erysipelas contained in those two low-grade Gathering Spirit Pills.

It is a medicine that is three parts poisonous, and the same is true for pills. In addition to the aura required for cultivation, there are also toxic substances produced during refining medicine. When these things accumulate in the body over the years, they will become erysipelas.

If erysipelas breaks out, it will be reduced in cultivation at least and life will not be guaranteed.

Generally speaking, the lower the level of elixir, the more erysipelas it contains, which is why high-level alchemists are so sought after.

Ordinary people can't force erysipelas to be turbid, but I don't know if it's because of the high resistance of rodents, these poisonous substances that are not absorbed can always be easily spit out when they are finished cultivating.

This is one of the perks of dressing as a chipmunk.

"Wow"!

Yan Jiu popped out the sharp claws between his fingers, and there was a clear metal friction sound of gold and stone colliding between them slightly.

Yan Jiu twisted his round waist, and now, his stomach is full, and he can finally continue his "great cause"!

Yanfu, a garden, five meters underground......

Swinging like lightning, shooting like flying, each swing of the finger can cut a large piece of dirt. Yan Jiu's fingers changed rapidly, digging firmly and lonely in the underground. Behind her, a long tunnel took shape......

An hour later, Yan Jiu stopped digging, she withdrew the claws between her fingers, and casually fanned her sore arm.

It's not easy to be a chipmunk, and it's even harder to be an ideal chipmunk.

Yan Jiu looked at the long corridor behind him, this was already the third day, and since he noticed that the Yan family was unusual, he had been looking for a way back that could make him retreat.

Choosing to come, choosing to go, I still chose my old job as a chipmunk - making holes to implement.

His goal is very clear, digging a tunnel to leave the Yan family, which is used to escape for his life.

Even if you're suspicious? If you guess wrong, you can also think of this work as a task to hone your claws.

But the ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny.

Yan Jiu ignored the biggest problem, the area of Yan Mansion.

Even a chipmunk who is good at digging, even if he has the bonus of being a demon, even if he works hard for three days, he has not dug this tunnel out of Yanfu and dug it to the world.

Yan Jiu swung out his sharp claws, his anger sank into the dantian, his hands were interlaced, and he swung fiercely at the soil above his head. Let's dig a small hole and go out to breathe, and observe by the way to see where you get there.

Yan Jiu poked his head out of the small hole, unlike the damp and cool underground, the air on the ground was very fresh, and the wind blowing still carried a faint fragrance of flowers.

Yan Jiu jumped out of the hole, shook the long hair on his body, and shook off the dirt chips. Looking at the fur that was as white as snow, Yan Jiu nodded with satisfaction, it was much more pleasing to the eye.

Yan Jiu jumped on an ancient pine beside him and began to stand on the high treetops, surveying the garden.

Not as big as its own garden, except for a few tall ancient pines and cypresses, planted with some peonies, peonies and other ordinary flowers.

So you dug up the garden where ordinary people live? Looking at the specifications, it seems that it is still at the level of the head of the family.

Yan Jiu scratched his chin, so, is he digging wrong again?

It seems that he has not dug out the Yan Mansion after digging for three days, and the digging deviation also accounts for a large proportion.

Yan Jiu pretended to be relaxed and thought that this was inevitable, after all, it was dark underground and there was no reference, and it was normal to dig off.

Suddenly, a small sound came, and the ears on Yan Jiu's head were erected vigilantly. Yan Jiu looked through the gap in the pine tree and looked at the place where the sound came from.

It was a woman in her sixties who carried a food box, but compared to the school master of the same age, the two were as different as grandchildren.

His feet were heavy, and he didn't have the lightness of a monk, so he should be a mortal. Looking at the clothes on her body, it should be a role like a personal grandmother.

Yan Jiu patted his "bang" beating heart, and was startled! I thought I had been discovered! It seems that this place should not stay for a long time, and it is safer to be in the cave.

As soon as Yan Jiu wanted to jump off the treetops and go back to continue digging the hole, he heard a crashing sound.

Yan Jiu moved his ears, and a woman's angry and shrill voice faintly came.

Yan Jiu's eyes lit up, it seemed that there was a good show to watch......

As a member of the big ****, Yan Jiu perfectly inherited the characteristics of the big **** to watch the lively.

Yan Jiu jumped off the treetops, and after a few takeoffs, he squatted on the tops of a cypress tree with knotted branches.

Yan Jiu wagged his tail happily, the view here was wide, facing the brightly lit attic, and the situation inside the house could be clearly seen from the half-open carved window.

Yan Jiu never thought that he would be able to pull out a terrifying secret by watching the excitement on the spot......