Fortunately, Yuan Fan fainted, if he was still awake, he would definitely be so angry that he would go crazy when he heard Jing Shilun being so ruthless! With that cold tone, how could it be a good brother who has been friends for more than ten years?

Liu Shuangshuang's two shots were not light, Yuan Fan seemed to have a messy dream in his head, and when he finally woke up, the pain in the back of his head made him want to faint all the time and not wake up. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Ah......" Yuan Fan covered his head and slowly opened his eyes.

Then he felt blind.

Because even though he tried to open his eyes, he couldn't see anything. Yuan Fan panicked all of a sudden, he was hit in the back of the head, which was likely to cause blindness.

He swayed from side to side, but the scene before him did not change in the slightest - it was pitch black.

"It's over...... It's really blind! How so! Yuan Fan's heart was desolate, he remembered that he was listening to the conversation between Jing Shilun's father and son before he fainted, but he was attacked twice in a row from behind.

After I think I fainted, I must have been locked up somewhere, but this place can't be without any light, right?

By the way, maybe it's true? Maybe you're locked up in complete darkness? Right! It must be so! I, Yuan Fan, am a person who has the eye of ghosts and gods, how can I easily go blind?

Yuan Fan seemed to see hope, he endured the pain in the back of his head, and reached out to touch his mobile phone—of course, it was taken. He had to fumble his way to his feet, trying to find something shining, but as soon as he got up, he felt a wave of nausea and almost threw up.

Immediately, he fell to the ground again, and his leg seemed to touch some kind of bottle and can, making a loud noise. Yuan Fan gasped and gritted his teeth, he had never felt so powerless, he tried to calm himself down, but his heart trembled at the thought of spending the rest of his life in the dark.

What is the conspiracy of the Jing family's father and son, what is the Rat Sage, he just wants to see the light again!

"I don't want to go blind!" Yuan Fan wailed in his heart, "God! If my eyes could still see, I'd be willing to let me eat! ”

"Click......"

After a light sound, a dim light bulb suddenly threw a glimmer of light from the dusty lampshade not far away.

"Uh......" Yuan Fan was stunned, "God, I'm kidding......"

Yuan Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but then, a question arose, what kind of place is this? And who turned on this little table lamp?

A rustling sound came, as if someone was dragging to the ground in a robe, and every nerve in Yuan Fan tensed.

"Don't be nervous, my little friend."

The sound of a broken gong suddenly sounded, and Yuan Fan was suddenly startled, turning his head to look at the source of the sound.

But I saw a half-human-tall figure move out of the dim place of the light little by little, and said as he moved: "You have an aura that I am very interested in, I will ...... Well...... Treat you well. ”

When the figure's face completely moved out of the shadows, Yuan Fan took a deep breath and almost screamed!

Do you think it's Yuan Fan's acquaintance who appeared in the dim light? Or is it the same as Anan, a face tattered and tattered by the god of fire?

Neither, but this did not prevent Yuan Fan from being speechless for a moment by that face.

Because, it's a face that's almost like a mouse.

I don't know if you have seen the movie version of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, in which the master of the four turtle turtles is a mouse, it wears human clothes and has excellent martial arts. And this short man in front of Yuan Fan is simply a copy of the mouse master!

His head was triangular, his mouth was small, his nose was pointed and long, and two small black bead-like eyes, which were almost on the door of his head, reflected a faint light—there was no trace of humanity in them.

"You seem to admire my looks." A smile appeared on the face of the rat with a broken throat, and Yuan Fan willfully felt that this was a smug smile.

"It's horrible!" Yuan Fan frantically swirled this thought in his mind, "This person - or not - there is definitely something wrong with his brain, which eye does he see that I am admiring?" ”

"Ahaha! You don't have to be envious," Broken Gong's voice still felt good about himself, "because soon, my child, you will also enjoy the beauty of this prosperous world!" ”

Yuan Fan was really scared, if what this "mouse" said was true, then he would rather be blind than look in the mirror every day and see a "prosperous beauty" like a mouse! Otherwise, what people care about most is always the problem at hand. Just now, Yuan Fan was willing to eat just so that he could see the light, but now he would rather be blind.

"What the hell are you sh...... What is it? Yuan Fan asked.

"Huh? I seem to hear offense in this sentence of yours! Pogong's throat was slightly angry, "I would prefer to see you with your respect and humility when you ask questions to the Venerable Rat Great Sage!" Otherwise......"

The broken gong suddenly bared his teeth at Yuan Fan, "You will experience the boundless hell." Now, I'm glad you politely and decently re-asked your question. ”

Neurotic! Yuan Fan's face twitched, and he said, "But I already know that your name is the Great Sage." ”

"Mouthy!" The Rat Great Sage suddenly became furious and threw something out of his hand.

Yuan Fan didn't see what it was at all, he only felt a pain in his left arm, he looked down and found that there seemed to be a five-centimeter-long needle on his left arm.

He wanted to reach out and pull out the thin needle, but just about to make a move, he suddenly felt a depressing feeling in front of him, he raised his head, but saw that the tip of the Rat Great Sage's nose was less than ten centimeters away from him! Looking at this mouse face, Yuan Fan felt a wave of nausea.

"Ahh

Yuan Fan suddenly felt that the pain in his left arm was rising geometrically, and when he looked down, he saw that the Great Sage of the Rat was stretching out his hand - his hand was also like a mouse hand, with only four fingers, the gray-black skin was wrinkled, and there was a little fluff on it, and the ends of the four fingers, the dirty yellow-white sharp nails were four or five centimeters long, and he slowly pressed the thin needle into Yuan Fan's skin.

When there was only one short head left in the needle, the Great Rat Sage suddenly jumped backwards and returned to its original position, his face calm, as if nothing had happened.

Yuan Fan's left arm instantly became numb with pain, and while enduring the severe pain, he used his right hand to pull out the fine needle.

"Kid, if I were you, I wouldn't do that." The Rat Sage said elegantly.

"Why, what the hell are you doing?" Yuan Fan gasped and said.

The Great Sage shook his head proudly, "If you pull it out, I guarantee that on this ground, the blood you shed can raise a few goldfish." ”

Yuan Fan stopped moving, at this time he couldn't feel his left hand, and the numbness was crawling along his arm to his shoulder little by little, and he didn't mean to stop at all.

"Tsk, my good boy, throw yourself into the arms of the Great Sage of Rats!"