It was already mid-afternoon, and the little loach poked its head out blankly by the river: Where is my elder brother?

What about the chain-tailed fishing bird mentioned?

I'm afraid I'm not an abandoned child?

Sun Changming was working feverishly in the cave: The success rate of this transformation was not as good as before, without the blessing of the refining catalog.

Sun Changming failed three times in a row and finally came up with the rapid-fire version of the God-killing Poker!

"Hahahaha!" He laughed loudly and held up the Gatling version with great ambition... It was wrong. At most, it could only be regarded as the Bobosha version of the God-killing Poker, and he was ready to test-fire it.

"It won't work in a cave, the space isn't big enough."

He came out holding the Bobosha version of the God-killing Poker and looked for the target from a high position.

"Eh? There is such a thing by the Mangjiang River?" Sun Changming's eyes lit up and he quietly aimed at a group of fat rats more than a hundred feet below.

…

A few hours ago, when Sun Changming left the river bank, there were black ink marks in the river, which gathered from all directions and re-condensed into Mao Ada.

He climbed ashore without a drop of river water on his body.

Then, two faint green fires ignited in his eyes, scanning Sun Changming's position just now.

He has a secret method that can track Sun Changming or curse him.

"As long as you are a human, your hair will always fall off." Mao Ada kept searching, and then scratched his head inexplicably: "It's impossible, how come not even a hair falls off?!"

"This is unreasonable!"

Mao Ada did not believe in evil and strengthened his magic. The green fire in his eyes doubled in size, which made his eyes hurt. He searched again and again, but there was not even a hair on it!

"what happened?"

After such a delay, he tried to find Sun Changming again, but there was still no trace of him?

He searched the area all morning but found nothing.

"hateful!"

"Hmph, you think you can stump me like this? I have many secret skills."

He turned on the spot and his body turned into a black mist, which fell to the ground and dispersed with a crash, turning into hundreds of fat rats.

These mice had red eyes and moved like flying, each searching for traces of Sun Changming in different places.

There is one "Rat King" who is the fattest and stays put, making arrangements in the middle. If the other rats discover anything, they will come back and report to the Rat King. Based on different clues, the Rat King will allocate more rats to further investigate.

The rats came and went, and Sun Changming, who was condescending like an owl, happened to see the rats at a glance!

At the entrance of the cliff a hundred feet away, he raised the Bobosha version of the God-killing Poker, and then gently buckled the machine.

Boom boom boom…

The shooting speed of the God-killing Po is extremely fast, and the speed of the arrows is also extremely fast. Sun Changming does not need to aim carefully at all. This kind of weapon is used for "fire suppression"!

A large rain of arrows came suddenly, and the mice had no idea what was happening. In an instant, seven or eight of them were shot to the ground, with three or four crossbow arrows stuck in each one!

Mao Ada's main consciousness was hidden in the body of the Rat King. He was shocked by this scene and was stunned for a moment: God-killing Po!

He recognized it at a glance, after all, his clone had also used this magical weapon.

But how many God-killing Possessions must be launched together to form such a rain of arrows?

Do you know how expensive a crossbow arrow that comes with the God-killing Break is? What a waste!

The Rat King held his head and ran away, and a large group of rats also ran away with him.

Sun Changming turned the Bobo Sha version of the God-killing Poker and started firing.

He prepared ten drums in his kit, and each drum contained seventy-two crossbow arrows. After shooting one, he quickly replaced it with the next one.

Mao Ada's group of rats, totaling one hundred and twenty, was rapidly reduced in number under Sun Changming's unreasonable shooting.

Even the rat king whose main consciousness existed was shot to death by seven or eight crossbow arrows.

His main consciousness suffered severe trauma. Fortunately, at the most critical moment, he transferred his main consciousness and stored it in an ordinary mouse.

As a result, this mouse was shot through by three or four more crossbow arrows.

Transfer again——

The crossbow arrows were thrown like water, and then he died.

Rats are running around all over the ground, and Mao Ada is about to collapse. Is he so rich?

In the end, his main consciousness was transferred to a mouse that was far away and had not yet returned. Although it still suffered great damage, it survived.

The rat group has been basically wiped out, with only the last five or six remaining.

They were still far away. When they were attacked, they immediately lurked and were not discovered by Sun Changming.

Mao Ada summoned these mice and reunited them, almost crying without tears.

In the cave, Sun Changming patted Bobosha's version of the God-killing Po with satisfaction: "It's okay. Get two of them and prepare more crossbows. They can be used as auxiliary weapons for the Taoist soldiers to clear out a large number of miscellaneous soldiers."

"When you encounter a real opponent, use Canglang Roar."

It was getting late, so Sun Changming packed up his things and returned the same way. He passed by the piles of rat carcasses without taking a second look.

If it were other monks, they should have found some clues when they saw those rat corpses, but Sun Changming was almost blank in the area of ​​practicing common sense.

When he arrived at the Mengjiang River, he caught the little loach and stuffed it into a wooden bottle, ignoring its strong appeal to continue spending the night outside.

"Follow me home and don't cause trouble outside."

The little loach protested: Where is the chain-tailed fishing bird today? Have you been lazy all day?

Sun Changming pretended not to hear.

When I returned to the village, I saw a rickety figure in front of me, leaning on a branch and walking with difficulty.

Sun Changming recognized Mao Ada, who was new to the village, and was immediately filled with sympathy: The newcomer must not be used to the cold in the village, and he went down to the river to fish for pearls, so he was probably injured.

He stepped forward enthusiastically and held Mao Ada's arm from behind: "Uncle, I will take you back."

Mao Ada's whole body was like a cat that had its destiny strangled by the back of its neck. He was instantly stiff and unable to move. He turned his neck with a creak and looked at Sun Changming. The latter's eyes were filled with enthusiasm and not a single distracting thought.

Mao Ada cursed in his heart: I was scared to death.

Well, I do know why this guy didn't even have half of his hair left.

He forced a smile: "No, no need, I can do it myself."

"You're welcome." Sun Changming smiled and said, "We are all from the same village and should help each other."

"Haha, there's really no need." Mao Ada was stiff and didn't dare to move. Sun Changming was so strong that he supported him and walked forward: "Let's go back early and you can have a good rest."

Mao Ada's legs were stiff and he was supported by Sun Changming. His feet left two long marks on the ground.
Chapter completed!