"Let you go? Do you think I'll let you go so easily? Do you think I, Wu Fan, am so easy to bully, I stole my spirit stone and let me let you go like this, tell you this stinky mouse, I, Wu Fan, am not a soft-hearted person, and those who know each other will obediently tell me your origin and identity. Otherwise, hehe, there is something for you to feel good about. Wu Fan said to Mo Ye with a threatening expression.

"Then what do you want? Tell you where I come from and who I am, and you're so curious about where I come from?" Mo Ye looked a little impatient, it was really inconvenient to stay here. But this Wu Fan has the cultivation of the second layer of condensation, I am only in the early stage of the first order, and I will definitely not be able to beat it, and my strength is not fighting but treasure hunting. It's really his grandmother's nest, what am I doing here? Stealing a spirit stone? I also stole a spirit stone and didn't steal his underwear, he is like a dead father, and he has a bitter hatred and refuses to let go, and he is angry and wants to start. What kind of people are these? Those who are still cultivating immortals? They are smaller than their elder brothers, they are taller than their grandfathers, their methods are more ruthless than their elder brothers, and their appearance is not as handsome as their elder brothers. It's really a useless guy, and it's terrible to have no energy.

Mo Ye slandered Wu Fan for a while in his heart, and he didn't think of an idea to get out, he seemed to be more shrewd than anyone else, but he was actually stupider than anyone else. Wu Fan didn't bother to care about him at this time, thinking that ignoring this rat was the royal way, was crooked, giving it a spirit stone and it would take pictures, and giving it face would be arrogant. Wu Fan ignored it, closed his eyes and meditated, exhaled the aura, and consolidated his cultivation.

Ignoring is harmful, and self-esteem is crucial. Mo Ye was very angry when he saw Wu Fan ignoring him, as the saying goes: "It's better to die than to live, and it's better to endure than to live." "Mo Ye, I will endure it today, feng shui takes turns, I want you to look good next year. It glared at Wu Fan viciously and wanted to escape from the hole, feeling that it would be angry to death if it was in the same room with Wu Fan again.

"Did I let you go?" Wu Fan flicked his fingers at a fireball technique, and initially mastered that there was no imprint, and the improper control was an accident, and Mo Ye was furious. Mo Ye's tail caught fire, jumping up and down, holding his tail and blowing straight, the more he blew the fire, the bigger the fire, even the rat's whiskers were on fire, and he kept running around Wu Fan's cave for a while, turning Wu Fan's eyes were dazzling, and his head was dizzy. "Wu Fan, you are fucking looking for death, Mo Ye and I will fight with you" Mo Ye jumped up and kicked Wu Fan with a flying hairy foot. "I'll bear with you, with your uncle. Lingshi, your grandmother, is worth a fart of money, ignoring your grandfather, you dare to burn your uncle. Mo Ye was really angry this time, completely reckless, and even more aware that the fire on his tail had not been extinguished.

After kicking, it is a dragon swinging its tail, which is still on fire, and it smells of burning. Wu Fan's clothes were also on fire, and he didn't have the heart to teach Mo Ye a lesson, so he was in a hurry to extinguish the fire on his body. What kind of bird is this! Mo Ye turned over and landed, wanting to put on a handsome pose, but the burning pain from his tail made him quickly pick up his tail, and he was bored. "it, it's hot. The fire on the tail was extinguished, but his mouth was burned and swollen, what a sin! Mo Ye wanted to cry without tears, he was covered in black, he touched his fur in distress, and there was black smoke on his tail, looking at Wu Fan, who was busy putting out the fire, the anger in his eyes was blazing.

"Wu Fan, I won't let you go. Mo Ye roared angrily, venting his inner dissatisfaction and the pain in his body.

"What? What do you say? Don't bother me now, I'm busy. "Wu Fan doesn't know what Mo Ye is roaring, won't he just burn your tail? As for screaming so loudly? I'm afraid that the whole sect won't know, stupid mouse." Wu Fan is now depressed, this mouse is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and he dares to do anything. Burning a tail is not afraid of pain, and enduring it is revenge. Running around the cave in a circle, my house is full of fire. Holding the tail and blowing straight, the more you blow, the bigger the fire. The strange rat steals things and sneaks into the pit. If you're fine, you'll find death, and if you're okay, you'll scream and fart. I don't bother to pay attention to him, and if I don't put out the fire, I'm afraid that the elders of the sect are coming, and I won't be able to explain it at that time. At this time, Wu Fan was angry with Mo Ye's series of stupid actions in his heart, but at this time, he was busy and busy, and he was so chaotic that he had no time to settle accounts with this mouse.

"Elder, look, the smoke is curling in the distance, who is cooking on the fire?" a disciple pointed to the black smoke rising from the top of Wu Fandong Mansion in the distance, and said to the elder.

"Cooking? Blind your dog's eyes, didn't you see that there was a fire in the distance, the fire spread and smoked into the sky, and the smoke covered the sky like a black curtain? Ye Qingfeng scolded the disciple beside him, and hurriedly asked him to investigate.

"Then, Elder, is this fire saved?" The disciple was a little frightened and didn't dare to speak loudly, but he still asked weakly.

"Of course I will save it, but it will be too late to save it, I will make a big deal and let him remember my favors. Ye Qingfeng had already thought of whose cave it was, because he had just come out of it not long ago. But he was very curious about why Wu Fan's cave was on fire as soon as he left with his front foot?

The disciple didn't understand the meaning of the elder beside him, but he did so, but he didn't dare to speak, and he wanted to say it, but he didn't say it.

"There's something to say, huh?" Ye Qingfeng knew that this disciple had something to say when he looked at this disciple's face, and he was very satisfied with the attitude of the disciple in front of him, respectfully but calmly, and humble without losing courtesy. This greatly satisfied his vanity, and it was this cool and crooked feeling that he wanted.

"Yes, Elder. This disciple was a little impatient.

"Elder, the fire extends to the side and you and my cave, save it or not?" He didn't care much, so he hurriedly said what he had to say.

"What? What do you say? Next to Wu Fan's Cave Mansion is my own and yours' Cave Mansion, Ao, yes, how did I forget such a stubble, in order to get close to Wu Fan, and to facilitate the completion of the master's entrustment, I deliberately arranged Wu Fan's Cave Mansion next to my own. Yes...... , It's not good, my cave house!" Ye Qingfeng suddenly woke up, and he couldn't take care of it, pulling this disciple was to soar the sword and fly into the sky, what shadow is not a shadow, and the front of the family is full of farts.

The fire was raging, Wu Fan and Mo Ye were trapped in the fire, and there was no way out. Timidity is the nature of mice, and tears gushed out of Mo Ye's two little eyes, and he shouted in his mouth: "It's all your fault, it's all your fault." Dead Wu Fan, it's okay to burn a fart. I don't have the ability to be handsome, and I am declining when I hurt Mo Ye. Am I going to die here if I steal the spirit of the demon rat?"

"you, I'll save you. Wu Fan felt that this mouse was too spineless, greedy for life and afraid of death. (To be continued)