My God, I fell in love with it at the first sight! The fat mouth, the round face, the original color of black and white spots because it was too immature, showed a kind of pink, black turned into brownish gray, white turned into pink and white, look at its pink little paws and little tail curled slightly against its chest, sometimes it will shake inadvertently, as if there is something terrible in a dream. Oh my God, I feel so sorry to see it, I want to protect it! Oh my God, look, it opens its mouth and yawns! Oh my God, even sticking out its tongue is so cute, I think I'm going to be planted on this little guy for the rest of my life!

But Wang Wang is not me, he doesn't appreciate this little guy's cuteness, or he deliberately made this little guy so immature, because his demon seal needs a little time to control it!

"You two are so interesting," Piggy chirped, "don't tell me you turned him into a dog to take him to Huizhi?"

"Huh?" Wang Wang's eyes lit up: "That's a good idea!" said Wang Wang, who stretched out his fingernails and cut the left eye of the young Dalmatian.

"Hey," said the little piglet, "what's the use of blinding it, it's not a breed, and it's not the same size as you..."

"What's the matter?" Wang Wang stroked the blood on his fingernails and said, "What I want is a man and a dog, not Ren Zhengfei and Wang Wang." And I don't need to hide that Huizhi has already recovered my body!"

The little pig's mouth felt that Wang Wang's tone was becoming more and more strange, as if it was arrogant, but also like arrogance, no matter what kind of feeling it was, it couldn't accurately describe its inner feelings at the moment, maybe... Oh no, that's self-confidence, hardness because of self-confidence, the illusion of arrogance and arrogance that arises because of self-confidence!

The little pig asked in surprise: "So you are already so powerful! Then why don't you rush out with me now? Why do you have to stay here and wait for reinforcements?" Wang Wang thought that he couldn't hear the sarcasm in the little pig's mouth, his eyes began to glow red in the dark, the light was not dazzling, and it would not make you have the idea of dodging. On the contrary, it feels very secretive, very deep, it is like a spiral staircase, which makes you lose your mind when you are unconscious, and then you get lost, and finally destroy yourself. The little pig's mouth was no exception, it gradually began to need air, it breathed hard, its expression was full of horror and longing, a longing for fantasy after despair.

Wang Wang slowly retracted his gaze and asked the little pig's mouth a question slowly: "Zhuge Liang, do you know?"

"Yes," said the little piglet obediently.

"Why does Zhuge Liang give a tip to the disobedient and trouble-prone generals before every march, instead of telling them directly?"

"This..."The little pig's mouth really didn't think about it, it knew that Zhuge Liang still inherited it from its master.

"Because generals who are prone to chaos will make trouble whether they have this trick or not!, but the mess that can be guessed is not mess, understand?" Wang Wang said with the most familiar smile on the corner of his mouth.

The little pig's mouth frowned slightly, very slightly: "I understand!"

"Okay, then we'll wait with peace of mind. Wang Wang stroked the Dalmatian dog, who didn't know even if he was pierced in the eye, and his thoughts began to diverge and spread, as if he had traveled to a windy place, and also seemed to be remembered by the flow of time, and the red light in his eyes flashed... Extinguish, flash, extinguish.

"Did you find it?" said the young man who had gone to investigate, sitting behind his desk.

"Well, I found it!" the young mousse nodded heavily.

"Where? Oh no, let me guess..."Da Mousse closed his eyes and thought for a moment: "To build this kind of space, there can't be the slightest concealment, otherwise the whereabouts of the people who built it are secretive, and sooner or later they will be tracked, so that they will be found in the demon space!"

"The place where people go often, the gate, the worship room, the lobby..."

"There's another place!" the young mousse reminded softly, "Go to the toilet!"

Big Mousse's eyes opened suddenly, and his eyes sparkled: "Seconds, seconds, seconds!" He said for three seconds to express his unsparing praise, and the tone seemed as if he was not a decent big mousse, but a year-old friend of the Grim Reaper!

"It's secret, it's not secret. It's not secretive, but it's very secretive! It's obviously exposed to everyone's eyes, and no one will guess this, it's really a second!" Da Mousse's face actually showed a kind of hypocrisy of enjoyment, which made the young Mousse a little incomprehensible and incomprehensible, but he was very smart, he didn't immediately ask Da Mousse, so as not to leave an idiotic impression on Da Mousse.

But he didn't want Da Mousse to care about him at all, so Da Mousse scolded: "What a little clever you learned!" The young Mousse blushed and blushed.

"Aren't you surprised why I applaud the idea of death?" Da Mousse looked at the young mousse standing in front of him, and the young mousse nodded hurriedly.

"If you're going to fish, think about what the fish like to eat! If you're going to kill a tiger, you have to know what the tiger likes to eat!"

"You're preparing... Kill the gods, but what the Tantric Taishang Zen Master assigned us is to take care of logistics! Although it is a job of peeing on, it is better than rushing to the front line and not knowing when death will come!" said the young man.

Da Musi's smiling face turned cold, and he asked the young Mousse in a deep voice: "Can it be that those people who are empty-handed can kill the god of death? You are too naïve! The magic power of the god of death is so strong that you and me, even Huizhi is difficult to parry, and the only living Buddha of the ninth generation who has the hope of defeating him is now also crazy, what can you fight without balanced force?"

"Annihilation? Who will annihilate whom?"

... The young man's face turned white with fright when he heard this: "Then why do they still fight?"

"Who knows what they rely on, but if they win, they won't say anything, if they lose, it will be the foundation of the three sects of the Divine Sect that will be shaken, who will resist the god of death when we die?"

"Pixiu, that guy is a demon, why don't you count on him?" This big mousse does things like the head of the seedling sect, and he starts his temper like a stubborn little old man!

"Okay, let's not talk about that, now that you've discovered it, now you come back and tell me, who's guarding there?"

"Don't worry, this big mousse, I met a mousse while walking back after checking it, so I asked him to help me watch it!" replied the young mousse with a relaxed face.

"What's that mousse called?" asked the big mousse casually.

“...”

"Huh?"

“... I don't know."

Da Mousse looked at the young mousse with a solemn expression and said, "You can't do this, Gul Ramus!"

"And what does he look like?" asked Damouss.

"He—" Gullamus's mind suddenly went blank: "I can't remember!"

"It's bad!" the old man slapped the table, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Come on, come on, kill again!"

You ask him why he shouted like that? He didn't shout like that, those mousses could get up, he couldn't beat those demons alone!