The cannonball-like rats almost drowned me, but it wasn't too bad.

As long as I grit my teeth, those huge rats can't do anything about me.

And I can also take the opportunity to resist, and I can protect myself for the time being.

Ji Canghai also concocted the same method, and struggled from the ground, the kitchen knife in his hand whirring.

Seeing us regain some advantages, what I didn't expect was that these rats actually formed a neat formation!

The half-inch-long rat cub lay on the big mouse, which bowed itself and turned itself into a launcher.

The rat cub, which had not grown any hair, was like a precision cannonball, sticking directly into my nose and eyes.

The slippery chirp suddenly took over my nose, and I pulled hard, but I didn't want to pull out the lower half of the mouse's body.

The upper body is in my nose!

I bent over and almost threw up.

Although these are just ordinary rats, under the command of the old lady, the combat effectiveness is obviously much higher.

The old lady's gloomy laughter rang out again: "From the time you smashed my hall, you should have thought of this fate."

"That's what you said, and I'll give it back to you today."

She stepped on the rats and walked towards me, and the rats, who had no time to dodge, squeaked under her feet.

"Puff puff ......"

The sound continued one after another, the rat's stomach bulged, and something like intestines squirted out from ***.

By this time, she was in front of me.

"I'll give you two a choice, and I'll do my best."

The narrow eyes kept moving over the two of us: "I'll let you two draw lots, survive the one, and go back to report the news."

Ji Canghai's eyes widened: "Do you count?"

"Of course, I'm not going to lie to you bugs."

Scold!

The way of this world has really changed, first the Taoist priest was bullied by ghosts, and then he was said to be a bed bug by mice.

"Okay, then you don't have to draw lots."

Ji Canghai changed from half-lying to sitting: "I die, you let him go."

I tugged at him, "it! They all have to live!"

"All have to live?" In exchange for this, the old lady laughed endlessly: "The wind is strong, don't flash your tongue."

"Woohoo!"

At this moment, a familiar and long-lost cat meow sounded above my head.

I looked up and saw that it was the golden cat!

The golden cat stood proudly on the eaves, and let out a low whimper.

Although this little guy is still majestic, the hair on his body has lost its luster, and there is no clean place on his body.

I don't know where it has gone these days.

I quickly stood up and waved, "I know you understand! Hurry up, don't come down!"

If it's just a simple swarm of rats, I'm not worried at all, but now I'm facing an earth immortal with a Tao on his body.

It is not ordinary, but its power is ultimately disparity.

"Woohoo!"

The golden cat's voice was a little higher, I thought it was some kind of response, but I didn't expect it to be a signal.

Countless cats flew from all directions, and their vigorous shadows landed precisely in the yard one by one like shooting stars in the night sky.

A meteor shower made of cats kept falling, and the whole process lasted at least ten minutes.

The number of cats has reached an incalculable level, and the swarm of mice, which was whining just now, has now been completely covered by the cat swarm.

I stared at the sky blankly, never expecting to see such a spectacular spectacle.

For a while, the fighting in the yard continued.

Cats and mice are natural enemies, and under such a large-scale group, they are even more popular.

There are different breeds of cats, and the most powerful is the yellow civet cat, the moment the paw holds the mouse, the mouth already contains the mouse's head.

With a bite and a tug, the mouse was completely cold.

It makes me smile bitterly, yes, there are some pet cats in the cat group.

The other cats rely on their agility to keep killing in the rat colony.

Only those round Garfield, in the posture of Tarzan, relied on their own weight, and forced the mouse to death.

At this moment, the golden silk cat, which had been standing on the beam of the house, finally moved.

I saw a yellow shadow over my head, and I grabbed the old lady at it.

The Golden Cat's style of play is the same as before, as long as it succeeds, it will run immediately, and then look for it to continue to attack.

Within a few rounds, the old lady's face was scratched with shredded potatoes.

And she didn't dare to use any spells, so she could only use the purest hand-to-hand combat.

But the golden cat didn't seem to intend to let her go, and sprang up on the spot, and slammed one paw into the old lady's eye socket.