Without waiting for Cheng Qingfeng to say anything more, a blue-gray shadow suddenly appeared above the crowd.

Before many of the monks could react, they felt a sudden weight and a light weight on their heads, and when they looked up again, they saw a small blue-gray thing jumping forward from the heads of all the monks.

The little thing moved so fast that it had just fallen and jumped away, as if it were really just a shadow, and the monks couldn't see what it was, only that it must be a very small thing.

"Huh? What jumped over our heads? ”

Many of the monks made such noises, and watched with curiosity as the small shadow flashed by.

They didn't feel the weight of the little thing at all. More than angry and angry, but more curious.

I saw that the little thing had crossed the heads of many monks, and then leaped into the air, and was about to fall on the head of the pillar, but the pillar suddenly raised its hand.

When the pillar stopped his hand again, many of the monks saw that he had a small jerboa in his hand. The jerboa seemed to be thinner than ordinary jerboas, with long legs and a long tail, which peeked out from the middle of the fingers of the pillar, and was still swaying from side to side, as if it was ready to jump out of the palm of the pillar at any moment.

But the pillar's hand was slightly folded into the shape of a fist, and the little jerboa was firmly grasped in the palm of his hand, and there was no room for the jerboa to break free.

The pillar probably didn't know what it was. It's just because he saw something coming towards him, so he grabbed it reflexively, and then he saw a jerboa in his hand. He himself looked a little inexplicable, frowning slightly.

Nuomi only looked up at this time, and saw a long tail and a pair of slender legs leaking out between the fingers of the pillar, so he pulled the pillar's arm and whispered, "Senior brother, have you grabbed something, do you want me to take a look?" ”

The pillar nodded. With his hand lowered, his fist loosened slightly. Then he saw the jerboa's head squeezed out from between his palms, stared at a pair of big ears and a pair of round eyes, looked at the pillar, and then looked at the glutinous rice. It was as if he was looking at them very seriously.

"Where did the little jerboa come from?" Nuomi thought this little thing was very good-looking, and touched the jerboa's tail with her fingertips.

The pillar shook his head again, "I don't know." ”

He also thought that the jerboa would find a way to break free from the middle of his palm, but he didn't expect the jerboa to just look around, and after finding that he didn't want to pinch himself to death, he flicked his tail, and seemed to stay in the palm of the pillar very reassuringly, but made the pillar a little stunned.

"Let's go. Didn't the monks in Xianyi City invite us over? The little jerboa's ears moved, and a voice rang out in the hearts of all the monks. Oh, so it's you. This fairy, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

"Huh?" Nuo Mi was still listening to the voice in his consciousness, and it took a while. She suddenly came back to her senses, looked down at the little jerboa in the hand of the pillar, and said with some suspicion, "Are you talking?" ”

There was a chuckle in the consciousness of all the monks.

Nuomi watched the jerboa in front of her move her ears and nodded her head again, as if nodding.

The voice rang out. "Let's go, the little fairy has never seen me like this?"

"It's not like I haven't seen it"

The first thing that comes to mind is the leopard.

But she quickly dismissed the idea in her mind.

The spirit rat can be said to be a kind of demon beast at the bottom of the highest level in the immortal cultivation world. This kind of monster usually doesn't end well. Because most of them can't cultivate, the little aura talent they are born with is all they have.

There is a half-demon of the rat clan in the Thousand Thousand Sect, but even the cultivation level of that half-demon is pitifully low, and there is really nothing to compare with Ah Da and them. The reason why he was able to cultivate was not because he was a rat demon, but because he had a little human blood in his body, so he was able to cultivate according to the monk's method.

If the rat clan wants to produce capable guys, the only way to do it is to take some immortal grass or pills and other things, and accumulate medicinal qi in the body, so as to improve their cultivation. But they have been weak for too long, and they are often killed before they can steal any fairy grass to eat.

The jerboa that was caught in the hand by the pillar did not have any aura on it, giving people the feeling that it was just an ordinary jerboa, and the pillar could pinch it to death with a little force on his hand.

How could such a demon beast be the city lord of Xianyi City, who was famous all over the world?

But to say that this guy is not the former city lord of Xianyi City, such a special voice is not something that can be imitated casually. Even if you can imitate a sound, you may not be able to learn how to transmit it.

Nuomi could be sure that the voice she heard now must be the one she heard in Xianyi City.

As for what was going on with the jerboa in front of her, she was vague for a moment.

The former city lord didn't seem to know Nuomi's thoughts, and while laughing, he urged Nuomi and Zhuzi to hurry to Xianyi City and talk to Cheng Qingfeng.

"Take you there?" The pillar frowned tightly, and looked at the jerboa in his palm with some suspicion.

He still didn't let go at this time, probably because he was worried that as soon as he let go, the jerboa he was holding in his hand would escape. He didn't think as much as Glutinous Rice, he just simply regarded this jerboa as a strange monster. Seeing the jerboa know how to nod and answer, I feel even more amazing.

But in any case, a demon beast is a demon beast, and the pillar doesn't think that this little jerboa is what Cheng Qingfeng wants to see.

"It's nothing, it's in the past. I am not afraid, but are you afraid? The laughing voice rang out again.

The pillar shook his head, and there was still a little bit of wonder in his eyes.

Nuomi thought about it, nodded her head, and said, "Forget it." Since this jerboa can represent speech, let's go over. I think Cheng Qingfeng just wanted to lure out the owner of the voice. Since you are going to meet, let's go, and my brother and I should leave first. ”

When she said this, she was just a test to leave, but she didn't think about leaving.

Even if someone was going to chase her now, she might have to stay.

Regarding the identity of the former city lord of Xianyi City, Nuomi has thought about thousands of results. Among them, there are male nuns and female nuns; There are elderly people and young children; She even wondered if the city lord would actually be a mortal, so she found a stand-in for herself, and she didn't show her face in front of people.

But among these thousands of speculations, none of them were like the situation she was facing now - the former city lord of Xianyi City turned out to be a demon beast, and he was the lowest level rat demon.

"If you are gone, what can you tell me to do? You see, when I was stepped on by the man inside, I died. "This former city lord is smiling. If you don't look at the jerboa in the hand of the pillar, Nuomi will definitely think he is joking.

However, glutinous rice can see jerboa on the pillar's hand, but many monks can't.

The monks around the outside were just standing outside and watching. They may have seen the blue-gray figure leap forward and pounce on the pillar, but they didn't see what the pillar had finally caught. Then the voice sounded, and they all heard it, and they all became curious, and craned their necks to look at the pillar.

But Cheng Qingfeng is in Xianyi City, and they can still see clearly; The glutinous rice and the pillar were mixed in front of the crowd, and no matter how they looked, they could only see the back of the monk's head in front of them.

The pillar hesitated for a moment, stretched out his fist in front of the glutinous rice, and whispered, "Pinch to death?" ”

"Hey! Don't, don't. The former city lord hurriedly twisted his body in the pillar fist, "You don't want to do such a terrible thing. ”

"Glutinous rice also felt a little unsure of what to do.

It's really like the pillar said to pinch it, it doesn't seem to be good. But if you want to bring this little guy to Cheng Qingfeng, I don't know how Cheng Qingfeng reacted. Maybe they'll be beaten to death as if they were joking.

Thinking about it like this, Nuomi couldn't help but laugh, shook his head and said to the pillar, "Don't, don't." Senior brother, let's bring it to Cheng Qingfeng. I want to see what kind of reaction Cheng Qingfeng will have when he sees this little thing. ”

Zhuzi has always listened to glutinous rice, and when he heard glutinous rice say this, he nodded and said, "Okay." ”

After he said this, he really stopped paying attention to the jerboa in his fist, and slowly approached the front of the thorny fence with one hand to protect the glutinous rice.

The monks who were watching behind were about to scratch their livers with curiosity, when they saw that the pillar suddenly moved, and the crowd was also in a commotion, and they followed the direction of the pillar and walked over.

The pillar didn't have time to pay attention to the monks behind him.

He walked all the way to the thorn fence, and without looking at the stinger growing on the thorn, he stretched out his free hand and grabbed at the vines, and directly pulled out a big crack in the vines that were entwined together.

Before the monks could exclaim, they saw the pillar throw the torn vines to the ground next to him, and a black purple had spread on his hands. From his fingertips, the color of his skin suddenly stretched upwards, rose over the back of his hand, and jumped all the way up to him. (To be continued)