Thick smoke covered the sky, and the cave was pitch black. Scattered things, burnt clothes, and messy cups and plates are all difficult to describe the dilapidated Wufan Cave Mansion.

The embarrassed two guys both fainted in the sea of fire, the momentum of the breakthrough shocked the audience, and the firelight poured down and blew around, Ye Qingfeng was puzzled and puzzled.

"Carry him down to take care of him deeply, and feed him a blood-invigorating muscle pill. This kind of worldly thing was most helpful to his injuries at this time. Hey, there's such a big rat, where did this come from? Could it be that it's the culprit of this fire? Ye Qingfeng said a few words to the disciples around him, and then went straight to his cave without saying a word.

"It's good that I came in time, otherwise my cave would have been burned. What did this Wu Fan do, just one day after he entered the sect, he made such a big deal and burned the cave mansion? strange rats? The momentum of the breakthrough? What is going on? Alas...... , let's wait for him to wake up!" Ye Qingfeng stood alone in his cave mansion and muttered to himself, looking at Wu Fan's unconscious and still recuperating place - Zizhu Lin with a contemplative expression.

A month later, in the purple bamboo forest, on the couch, one person and one mouse, enjoy it comfortably.

In the past month, Lu Xuejiao has come to visit Wu Fan every once in a while, and every time she sees the mouse, she has an unhappy expression. When Wu Fan and Mo Ye were still in a coma when they first came, Lu Xuejiao was very curious about Mo Ye, so she grabbed the fur on Mo Ye's neck and looked over and over again. When they came for the second time, Wu Fan and Mo Ye woke up, Lu Xuejiao cared about Wu Fan's injuries and took care of Wu Fan carefully and considerately, which made Wu Fan very unaccustomed to it, and even a little afraid of Lu Xuejiao. And Mo Ye was envious, jealous and hateful, and his mouth was nagging vigorously.

"What is this, you are just a girl, although you have a hot body and an extraordinary appearance. But the amount of loss is small, I think my Mo Tianfu is tens of millions of beauties, all of them are as beautiful as flowers, what big breasts, what enchanting, what slender, what pure, what cute, that is thousands of beauties, various types, various tastes, you are satisfied. "When I think of those female mice who dangle in front of my eyes every day to please me, Mo Ye is drooling, and her small eyes are revealed**.

"You're a brothel, or a king-size one. I said are you mistaken, now you are a disabled patient, and you are still thinking about the beautiful mouse, what a rat who wants to die. I think you have this spare time, and you might as well take good care of your precious fur and your burnt tail! Wu Fan glanced at Mo Ye with disdain, and said disdainfully. I was stunned and made Mo Ye speechless, looking at himself with a pitiful face, looking in the mirror, with a spirit stone in his mouth, no longer counting the types of beautiful mice with his fingers, but combing his hair with sharp claws, very precious.

This scene directly shocked Lu Xuejiao speechless, she had never seen a talking mouse, and she was an extremely narcissistic and extremely strange mouse. It was unimaginable, and she rubbed her eyes in disbelief to confirm the reality of what was happening in front of her. However, the truth is the truth, and the unchangeable calmness is to face it. So this person and a mouse have become a strange scenery in the future immortal cultivation world.

When Lu Xuejiao came for the third time, in the purple bamboo forest, there was a miasma of black smoke and miserable. There are melon peels and fruit crumbs everywhere, one person and one mouse, purple bamboo reclining chairs, leisurely, closed eyes and recuperation, and anger others.

Within two months, Wu Fan's injuries healed, and Mo Ye was also alive and well, so he took advantage of Wu Fan's meditation and cultivation to steal spirit stones in the sect, and when he was fine, he went to Jade Girl Peak to peek at some female disciples taking a bath. These shameless behaviors completely angered some sect elders and disciples.

The rat crossed the street, and everyone shouted and beat the situation, and in the month since Mo Ye woke up, all the bad things it did were recorded by the sect. He has never tired of stealing spirit stones, stealing pills, stealing magic weapons, sneaking at female disciples taking baths, stealing herbs, stealing underwear, etc. Sometimes he stole the underwear of the female disciple and hung it at the head of Wu Fan's bed, causing Wu Fan to have a demerit; sometimes he stole Lu Xuejiao's spirit stone and hid in Wu Fan's futon to eat it, and as soon as Wu Fan finished his retreat and practice, he was dragged away by Lu Xuejiao's ears, and then he came back with a blue nose and swollen face. This kind of thing is just one or two times, and Wu Fan endures it. But this rat doesn't know what crazy it is, it's addicted to stealing things, and it can steal no matter where someone's spirit stone is placed. In just one month, no one didn't know Wu Fan's mouse, which also made the disciples in the sect go to Wu Fan to ask for it as soon as they lost something, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, they had to find Wu Fan to duel.

Within a month, Wu Fan was beaten 93 times, and each time he was seriously injured and bloody. Every time I want to settle accounts with Mo Ye, I can't find any trace of Mo Ye, and I don't know where to harm people. In this regard, Wu Fan was also helpless, and could only resign himself to fate.

"Wu Fan, get out of here, can you see if this mouse is your contract beast?" The sect master of the Tianyun Sect was ruthless, although the momentum of the peak of the late Yuan Infant period had been somewhat restrained, Wu Fan was still shocked by bleeding from his mouth and nose, staggering, and dizzy. It took a long time for Wu Fan to come back to his senses and look carefully at Mo Xuanqing in mid-air. A white shirt stood in the air, and his body was like a sharp sword breaking through the air. A clear and handsome young man, he didn't know that it had been a thousand years. The momentum is like a rainbow rushing into the sky, and the eyes are dewy and cold. Mo Xuanqing is the strongest cultivation and momentum that Wu Fan has ever seen, such a person came to him for a mouse, it is conceivable that this mouse has definitely done something that angers people and makes people hate. Wu Fan just didn't know what he had done, looking at Mo Ye, who was imprisoned by Mo Xuanqing with a spell, although Wu Fan was angry in his heart, he still couldn't bear it.

"Yes, this rat is the disciple's contract beast. I don't know what angered the sect master, and I asked the sect master to inform the disciples. The disciple is willing to bear the responsibility for what he has committed, and only asks the sect master to let it go. Leave it a way to live, and the disciples will discipline it strictly. Wu Fan said neither humbly nor arrogantly, and looked at the sect master Mo who was suppressing his anger in the air, revealing a pleading look. After all, Mo Ye has a blood tie with himself, and if Mo Ye dies, I can't live myself.

"Oh, this Spirit Stealing Demon Rat is really your contract beast. You're really blessed, it's just that it stole my Nine Shadows Ink Lotus and made me bleed heavily. Do you think this matter can be stopped?" Mo looked at Wu Fan playfully, and a subtle sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was already a cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period, and after a thousand years, how could he deal with Wu Fan, a little guy who had only condensed his qi at the third level? It's just that this mouse made him very interested, so he came back to see Wu Fan.

"What is the idea of that sect, and how is it good?" Wu Fan was very puzzled by Mo Xuan's attitude.

"Do you know where this mouse came from?" asked Mo Xuanqing.

"Disciple doesn't know," Wu Fan replied respectfully.

"Oh, it's ......" Mo Xuanqing was a little hesitant to tell Wu Fan the origin of this mouse.

"Sect Master, what is it?" Wu Fan asked eagerly. He was very curious about the origin of Mo Ye, but he still didn't know.

"It's a popular item in the monster world, but it's also a hot item. Hey. Mo Xuanqing smiled lightly.

"Oops I'll go, I'm dizzy. I thought it was so exciting, but it turned out to be ...... Alas...... , and was pitted again. Wu Fan shook his head and sighed, very remorseful.