The stone ball the size of a grinding disc smashed over, and this time He Ping did not dodge, but stretched out his hands and pushed the stone ball to the side. The stone ball rolled out, and with a bang, it hit a big tree the thickness of an adult's thigh, click, the big tree stopped and broke, and the stone ball slowly stopped.

During the whole process, He Ping's performance was understated, which surprised the gold-devouring rat, and he became nervous and couldn't help screaming for practice.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack ......"

He Ping smiled bitterly, he just had a little more strength, if he really had to do it, he would definitely not be the opponent of this gold devouring rat, the demon beast that could speak could speak must be at least level five or above, it was a demon beast equivalent to the foundation building period, how could he be an opponent?

In fact, this gold-devouring rat has also fallen into a misunderstanding, with the improvement of cultivation, the physical fitness of human monks will become stronger and stronger, and they can catch such a heavy stone ball, and their strength is at least a thousand catties, judging from this point of view, the person on the opposite side has at least the late stage of foundation building and even the completion of foundation building, where did it think that He Ping's strength comes from the body refining exercise.

With this shout, more than a dozen huge gold-devouring rats immediately rushed over and surrounded He Ping.

"Don't be nervous, I'm here to find Mo Xiaoyu!"

If you want to pass here, you can only rely on Mo Xiaoyu. He Ping knew that in addition to these gold-eating rats here, there was at least the gold-eating rat that he couldn't resist with his bare hands.

The later gold-eaters all looked at the first gold-eater rat and wondered what was going on.

The gold-devouring rat seemed to remember something, and screamed, "Oh, I see, you're the one who robbed Xiaoyu!"

This sentence was like a drop of water dripping into a pot of oil, and all the gold-devouring rats rioted, baring their fangs one by one and letting out angry roars.

He Ping secretly said that it is not good, there are some big things, and if it is not good, it will be torn apart by these gold-devouring rats.

"Uncle?!Uncle, I'm here!"

Not far away, a childish voice suddenly sounded, and a silver gold-devouring rat appeared on a thick branch, holding a huge spirit fruit on its forelimbs.

The Golden Rat fell silent. He Ping finally put his mind at ease, Mo Xiaoyu finally came, and if he didn't come, he might be in big trouble.

"Light rain!"

Mo Xiaoyu no longer hesitated, threw away the spirit fruit, and with a whoosh, jumped down from the big tree, like a sharp arrow, rushed to He Ping's side, and jumped onto He Ping's shoulder.

Her paws grabbed He Ping's clothes, stretched out her little pink tongue, and kept licking He Ping's cheeks.

He Ping's face was licked and wet, and in front of so many gold-devouring rats, He Ping didn't dare to stop it, so he could only whisper: "You kid, what are you doing!"

"This is the highest etiquette of our rat clan, hehe!"

He Ping took Mo Xiaoyu off his shoulders, held it in his arms, and gently rubbed her back.

Mo Xiaoyu was very happy, and his silver head gently rubbed against He Ping's chest.

"Uncle, I miss you so much, do you want me to come?" Mo Xiaoyu raised his head and stared at He Ping's eyes with bright eyes.

"Yes, yes!" He Ping smiled.

"I'm going to eat jelly beans, I'm going to eat jelly beans!"

Mo Xiaoyu sniffed, looking for the storage bag on He Ping's body.

She said that Jelly Beans must be her favorite elixir, and she is quite good at naming them.

He Ping took out a bottle of Qi Gathering Pill, poured out one, and stuffed it into Mo Xiaoyu's mouth.

Mo Xiaoyu swallowed the Qi Gathering Pill directly, she didn't seem to feel that it was enough, so she snatched the jade bottle and poured the pill in her mouth.

He Ping was a little speechless, this is a gluttonous pill, her small body can withstand the impact of these pills? He Ping was afraid that she would have a problem eating, so he hurriedly snatched the jade bottle in her hand.

"Well, I don't give it!"

Mo Xiaoyu hugged the jade bottle tightly and began to sprinkle coquettishly.

"Almost, eating too many jelly beans will cause problems!"

"I haven't eaten for a long time!"

Mo Xiaoyu said aggrievedly.

"You just said you miss me, I think you want to eat jelly beans, right?"

"I want it all, I want it all, hee-hee!"

Seeing that Mo Xiaoyu and He Ping were so close, the gold rats relaxed and scattered.

When the gold devouring rats dispersed, Mo Xiaoyu whispered, "Is Uncle coming to me specifically this time?"

"I'm ...... There's something else......"

He Ping was a little embarrassed.

"Hmph, it's a shame that I still think about my uncle every day. The expression on Mo Xiaoyu's face changed, and he suddenly said, "Why don't you take me away!"

He Ping hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, your grandmother knows that she won't kill me!"

Mo Xiaoyu said mysteriously: "My grandmother is in retreat again, why don't we leave now?"

He Ping suddenly felt a sense of guilt, how could he feel like a kidnapper? Besides, how many years would Mo Xiaoyu be able to transform into a human form? What kind of quirky little girl would she be?

"Uncle has something to do, I need to meet your patriarch, can you introduce me to him?"

"No, I hate the patriarch the most, it's as troublesome as my grandmother! Maybe I won't be able to leave again when I see her!"

Mo Xiaoyu's head shook like a rattle.

He Ping pressed his cheek against Mo Xiaoyu's head: "Do you remember that sister who used ice-based spells? She was injured and her dantian was destroyed, I need to go to the Red Flame Mountain Range to help her find the elixir." ”

"Which bastard hurt Sister Jiang? He even ruined her dantian and cut off Sister Jiang's path, it's really hateful! If I catch him, I will definitely turn him into black charcoal, and then pull out his skin, eat his flesh, and gnaw his bones every day!"

She actually knew Jiang Hanyue, which surprised He Ping.

When she was in the sect, sometimes He Ping would take her out. Seeing that she could understand her own words, sometimes He Ping also regarded her as an audience and talked about some of his own experiences, He Ping felt that this was also a way to communicate with her, after all, he would not sign a master-servant agreement, and he practiced day and night, and his life was too dull, so he had to find someone to talk to for a while.

"Why didn't Uncle speak? What kind of expression do you have?"

Seeing He Ping's embarrassed expression, Mo Xiaoyu sensed that something was wrong.

"That bastard is me!" He Ping said in a sneering manner.

"You big idiot, don't you know that Sister Jiang likes you?"

"What do children know, Uncle has someone he likes, and Sister Jiang also has someone he likes!"

"Hmm, I'm so angry! Are you wood? Who did Sister Jiang give the most valuable magic weapon to? Who did Sister Jiang fight for?"

Mo Xiaoyu was so angry that he kicked his limbs and bit He Ping hard.

Although Mo Xiaoyu looked very fierce, the force of her bite was not great, and He Ping knew that she was angry, so he didn't care too much.

Will Jiang Hanyue like herself? Impossible, people have already had Liu Yunlong. They just appreciate each other. Just like this time, He Ping came to find the elixir for Jiang Hanyue, but it was just to make up for the guilt in his heart.

"Sister Jiang is so good to you, you still have to hurt her, uncle is a bad person, I won't pay attention to you anymore!"

Mo Xiaoyu struggled and wanted to jump away from He Ping's arms.

"Xiaoyu, listen to me, it was a complete accident at the time, I really didn't mean it. He Ping hurriedly explained.

"Really?"

"It's true!"

In order to convince Mo Xiaoyu, He Ping told the whole process of the competition. Mo Xiaoyu finally nodded.

"Okay, I'll help you find the patriarch, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave again, alas!"

In the center of the village, in the middle of a small square, sits a circular house. Aside from its strange shape and large footprint, the house is no different from the other dwellings, and is also made of stone, with a gray roof covered with a layer of gray tiles. This is the seat of the Rat Clan's patriarch, the council hall.

Mo Xiaoyu jumped out of He Ping's arms, said a word to let He Ping wait outside, and went into the house.

The room was empty, and there was a large table at the head of it. Behind the table, a mouse-headed monster was lying on a chaise longue, holding a long pipe, gently shaking the chaise longue, wisps of faint green smoke floating above its head.

"Grandpa Wuwu, you're secretly smoking again, be careful that Grandma Wunian cleans you up!" Mo Xiaoyu said with a smile.

The demon beast who was called to be carefree flipped his palm, and the long pipe disappeared immediately, and he stretched his neck again, and blew out the smoke around him.

"You see the old woman coming?" No worries about nervousness.

"No, I'm teasing you, hehe!" The action of worrying in one go made Mo Xiaoyu laugh.

"Little naughty, see if I don't clean you up!"

As soon as Wuchou stretched out his hand, he sucked Mo Xiaoyu in front of him.

"Grandpa, I was wrong, hehe!"

"If you don't cultivate well, where are you going to be naughty?"

"I was too bored, so I went to the forest and picked a few spirit fruits. ”

"Why are you so playful? Now that our rat clan has declined, can we rise again in the future, and still count on you dolls! Think back then, when grandpa was my age, he practiced thirteen hours a day, what was the concept of thirteen hours? You can't skip eating, sleeping, and ?......."

Mo Xiaoyu's head hung down, it's over, Grandpa Wuwu started to talk about history again, he can talk for a few hours, and he doesn't like to be interrupted.

"Grandpa Wushou, I have something I want to ask you!"

Wuwu's narration had just begun, and before he even finished the beginning, he was interrupted by Mo Xiaoyu, and he was very unhappy.

"You little naughty, why don't you have any patience at all?

"Grandpa Wuwu, I really have to be in a hurry!"

"Okay, you say!"

"That uncle who was very kind to me is here, and he wants to beg you to let him pass through here and go to the Red Flame Mountains. Mo Xiaoyu tugged at Wuchou's sleeves and looked at Wuchou expectantly.

"The bastard who kidnapped you? I was looking for him, but I didn't expect it to be delivered today, huh!"

In fact, Wuchou had already noticed He Ping outside, but he didn't make a move in advance when he saw He Ping standing outside the door honestly, and Mo Xiaoyu was with him. The rat clan and the human race are not friendly, although there has been no war between the two races, but the killing of each other's ground-level monks (demon beasts) has not happened less, but because of the current situation, the masters of both sides have not made a move.

Now that he knows He Ping's identity, Wuxian has long been angry. He Ping was standing at the door waiting, because the room was soundproofed, and he couldn't hear the conversation inside, and he was anxious. Suddenly, with a snort, the door opened, and He Ping's body was picked up, and with a whoosh, flew into the house.

He Ping didn't understand what was going on, and with a snap, he was thrown to the ground, and the ground was smashed into a half-foot-deep pit.