Chapter 40: Rats, Rats

When Eleven heard this, he smiled.

"Even if my current ability is only 30% of my own, it is completely enough for mortals."

"Don't worry, did you forget that there are special regulations, it's just a matter of time."

"The consequences of this are very serious, and even the soul will be annihilated, have you thought clearly?" The rat stood up, two small black paws resting on Eleven's fingers, and said worriedly, "Is it worth it for him?" ”

The light in his eyes gradually dimmed, like the light in the vast starry sky, disappearing little by little, Eleven raised his head and looked firmly at the mouse in front of him.

"It's worth it."

"I'm also cheap, I know the answer, but I have to ask." The mouse said, "Your current body that borrows the corpse to resurrect the soul is related to his life in this life, if in this life, you still can't remind him of who you are, you will never see each other for eternity, this is your last chance." ”

"Dabai, thank you."

"Don't thank you, if your brothers know about this, my life will be difficult to protect, and ......"

Before the mouse's words were finished, Eleven heard faint footsteps outside the door, her frowning brows suddenly loosened, and the pear vortex at the corner of her mouth gradually bloomed, and she could hear it being Ye Junchen's voice.

The mouse looked at the little woman in front of him suddenly showing a smile, and couldn't help but lose his mind.

"Ahh

The mouse looked at the little woman in front of him and suddenly bounced up, and rushed in the direction of the door, a terrible scene of seeing the mouse, and the white beard at the corner of his mouth couldn't help but shake twice.

As soon as Ye Junchen stepped into the courtyard door, he heard the screams from the eleventh room, rushed over in three steps and two steps, hurriedly pushed open the door, and bumped into a warm petite body in his arms, subconsciously hugging her slender waist.

As soon as he lowered his head, the delicate and miserable little white face fell into his eyes.

Don't be those misty eyes, revealing a trace of grievance.

"Mouse ......" Eleven's whole body trembled constantly, his hands tightly wrapped around Ye Junchen's waist, and buried his face in his strong chest, "Ah Ye, I'm afraid ......"

Ye Junchen looked at her afraid of being wronged, and her heart couldn't help but hurt, and her eyes quickly found the mouse in the little girl's mouth.

The mouse looked at the two hugging people in front of him and couldn't help but squeak.

Digging a groove, he was inexplicably stuffed with a mouthful of dog food.

Just as he was about to leave, a sharp gaze swept over its body, and he couldn't help but tremble and couldn't move his footsteps.

Before it could react, a cold light flashed, and it was dark in front of it.

"Don't be afraid." Ye Junchen softly reassured and glanced at the cold stars beside him.

Hanxing hurriedly stepped forward, pulled out the sharp sword that pierced the table for three points, and disposed of the dead rats under the sword.

He had no idea that the first time his master snatched his sword was to kill a mouse.

"Please come here." Ye Junchen watched the wounds on Eleven's body crack again, and said in a low voice.

Han Xing looked at the two people who were hugging, frowned, clenched his hands into fists, and turned to leave.

Eleven poked out half of his head from Ye Junchen's arms, glanced around, and didn't find the mouse before he breathed a long sigh of relief, looked up and saw that the man was looking at her, and showed a bright smile at him, and his pale little face was gradually dyed with a faint flush.

Hibiscus is not as good as beauty makeup, and the water hall is fragrant.