Chapter 3: The Ancient Purple Squirrel

"Ha Lu haha!! sluggishness turned into ecstasy, looking at the faint energy in his hand, Fang Tong was about to break through the air and laugh, "But Daddy is not here, try it!"

His heart moved with excitement, looking at the distance of a few meters above the ground, Fang Tong's face sank, and he fell down.

Whew, the wind whistling in his ears, Fang Tong was like a big bird, landing smoothly.

"This" faint energy gathered from his feet, and he was startled when he tried it, "How do I feel that the energy in my body is very abundant, let's go back to the room first." ”

brush, a series of shadows flashed until they disappeared completely.

"Who?"

Boom, the door opened, Fang Hong stood outside, the decadent color on his face disappeared in an instant, and he stared coldly at the surroundings, "How could I feel an amazing amount of force just now?

Of course, it was impossible for Fang Tong to know that his father's reaction would be so sensitive, clang, the door opened, and he immediately sat cross-legged on the bed, Peng, the door closed. The pitch-black environment swallowed everything.

"It's a little unreal!" In the dark, Fang Tong's voice trembled a little, "It can't be a dream I had, right?"

After he was excited, his mind calmed down, and he carefully felt the energy around him.

Poof, a faint glow of energy gathered around him.

"It's done, it's really done!"

Looking at the faint light like a firefly in his hand, Fang Tong smiled, how many years have passed, it is because of this hurdle that he has received many cold eyes and ridicule.

"I've succeeded! I've succeeded!!" He was roaring and screaming in his heart, and the young man, who had always been calm, had red eyes and tears of excitement.

"Hey, hey, just like you, isn't it just an energy sensor, is there no need to be so emotional?"

"Who?" the sudden voice also surprised the same party.

Quack, boom, a cold wind struck, almost instantly, the energy gathered around Fang Tong was blown away, boom, it seemed that the heart was beating violently, and the house lit up with purple light, which looked extremely demonic.

"Huh?" Fang Tong's eyes stared at the purple light in front of him.

"Hehe, boy, what do you see, haven't you seen such a handsome master?" The purple light changed into a heart shape, floating in front of Fang Tong's eyes.

"What are you?" asked in a trembling voice, no matter how calm Fang Tongxin was, he was still a teenager.

The purple light was reflected on his face, and there was a somewhat eerie feeling.

"Hmph, what is it? You say Ye is a thing? It's really unsightly, if it weren't for Ye helping you, maybe you wouldn't be able to turn on the energy induction!"

"Ah, did you say that you helped me turn on the energy induction?" Fang Tong was surprised.

"Of course, or in your state, hum, can you succeed?"

"I see. After a brief fright, Fang Tong calmed down.

"Heh, you're funny, and you're so calm, not bad. ”

"Hey," Fang Tong waved his hand angrily, "Speaking of which, you also helped me, I don't think there will be any bad intentions for me, I want to thank you, right!"

"Huh?" The thing in the purple light was stunned, but he didn't expect him to be old-fashioned, and said secretly, it is worthy of seeing the dignity of the master.

"Boy, look at it, the master is about to show up. ”

Whirring, the purple light shrank violently, and the house flickered brightly and darkly.

"It's here!" Fang Tong shouted, "Damn, I really guessed it, it's really not a thing." ”

The purple light went out, and the lights in the house came on.

In fact, he can't be blamed for shouting, on the table opposite, a creature with a pointed head and a long mouth, standing up, is looking at the boy on the bed with a pair of gray eyes, quack, slap-sized area, strange laughter is coming from its mouth.

"Mouse?" The hellish thing turned out to be a mouse.

Looking at the boy jumping and jumping in front of him, uh~~~ The purple mouse rolled his eyes speechlessly.

The little forelimb stroked the top of the bald head, and a sharp voice sounded: "Is there a mistake! Even if Ye Cool is amazing, you don't have to react so much, right?"

"Nima!" Fang Tong jumped up, his face suddenly turned cold, he was raped by a mouse, not to mention how depressed he was, "Kill you!" Fang Tong rushed forward with his teeth and claws.

"Is there any mistake, don't you want to be so excited!Ah, what are you going to do? Put me down, I'm an ancient purple squirrel." ”

Fang Tong paused, his brows furrowed, the Ancient Purple Squirrel's palm pulled closer to his eyes, "You said you are the Ancient Purple Squirrel?"

"Hmph, boy, even if you still have a little eyesight, you know my ancient purple squirrel, if you know each other, let me go, otherwise you will have to bear the consequences!"

"Extremely arrogant!" Seeing that a mouse was so arrogant, Fang Tong sneered.

"Nima, am I a typical person to be bullied now? A bald rat claims to be some ancient thing to trick me, and it makes me angry!" Fang Tong held the palm of the mouse and rattled hard, and the rat screamed loudly.

"Nima, I let you be an ancient thing, from the ancient life to the present, why haven't you died? You are a god, aren't you?" Fang Tong roared angrily as he smashed the mouse.

"Is there a mistake, boy, I am really from the primeval world, don't fight!" quack the purple rat skewered up and down.

"I'll let you be your master, you will return your father!"

There was a crackling, and the whole house was suddenly in chaos, and it took a long time for the movement inside to quiet down.

Whew, Fang Tong fell on the bed, panting, his chest rose and fell from time to time, he glanced at it, and saw that in the corner of the wall, there was a mouse with his legs and feet twitching, spitting foam, seeing that he was going to live, this scene, the next moment made Fang Tong laugh and laugh.

"Nima, it's still a bald rat from the primeval times! It's really unbearable, just get it and you're going to hang up, alas"

"Hey, bald rat, are you dead?"

"Boy, you are going to be damned by God like this, and I want you to pay the price!" the bald rat jumped up.

Pop, a big black shoe board fell from the sky, and slammed heavily on its bald top, it was really funny, Fang Tong held it between his two fingers and threw it on the table, the dazzling light shining directly into its mouse eyes.

"Boy, I fought with you"

"Haha!!"

Seeing the mouse on the table that was holding its tail with one finger pressed by himself, desperately screaming and running away in another direction, Fang Tong was extremely happy, and his long-term depression in his heart created his character of loneliness and silence.

On weekdays, he doesn't have any playmates, no one to talk to, and now that he can be teased by such a strange mouse, the young man's closed heart has also cracked a small gap.

Whoo, after another half, the bald rat finally softened, lying straight on the table and convulsing.

"Damn!" Fang Tong was startled, and hurriedly let go of the fingers that suppressed it, fiddling with it from time to time, "Bald rat, you can't die! ”

"Is there any mistake, sir, but the ancient purple rat is regarded as a bald mouse, not to mention feelings, this kid in front of him has not looked at me with a straight eye, depressed!"

Resisting the urge to spurt out a mouthful of old blood, the bald rat sat up, and the rat's eyes squinted at it: "Boy, I think we need to talk?"

"Huh?" Fang Tong immediately laughed, "You can do whatever you say, as long as you don't die." ”

"Hmph!" the bald rat raised his head arrogantly, and said contemptuously, "It's not that the lord looks down on you, it's true that your physique is too weak, not to blow with you, my purple rat is in the same vein, just by virtue of the strength of the body, it is enough to crush it."

However, before the bald rat could finish his words, a dark shoe board snapped again.

"Quack!! rat barked, and the bald rat gave the table an intimate hug.

"Nima, it seems that your purple rat vein is not very strong!" Fang Tong said with some disappointment on his face.

"Ahhhhh!!h

"Hehe," Fang Tong grinned, "Bald Mouse, don't you have something to say?" ”

Looking at the young man's smile, the bald rat shuddered, it was too ferocious, and it felt more and more that the young man in front of him was like a little devil.

"Okay, okay," Fang Tong smiled as if he understood the meaning in its eyes, "Bald rat, you listen to me, I don't care if you are from the primeval world, or which crack in the ground you are, you just need to listen to me in my territory, of course, if you do a good job, I am an angel, if not, I am the devil!"

There was a strange roar of rattling, and the bald rat slumped down on the table.

"Is there any mistake, so evil, the master is an ancient purple squirrel!"

Its protest drew a big roll of the eye from Fang Tong.

"Now you can say it, right?" Fang Tongnuo's head leaned closer, staring at the bald mouse.

The bald rat looked down, stood up, stood with claws, the vicissitudes of life, and sighed in front of the dazzling lights: "If you want to talk about this past, you must surpass the ancient, too long."

"Nima, pretend again!" snapped, and the swarthy shoe board was covered again.

"Is there any mistake, I fought with you," the bald rat shouted.