The male rat walked very briskly, as if it was normal, until he walked to Shu Yuan's side. At this time, Shu Yuan was selecting a magic weapon for the male rat. He vaguely felt the male rat approaching and said subconsciously.

"After searching for a long time, I finally found this. What you want most -"

As Shu Yuan spoke, he selected a sickle from among the many magical weapons and handed it to the male mouse.

The male mouse thought that Shu Yuan had discovered his intention, so he smashed the stone in his hand hard.

Rat Yuan raised his head, and what greeted him was the stone from the male rat.

I was not prepared for a moment, and the flower was directly hit by a stone.

The armor on his body flickered for a few times, and he seemed to have never thought that his new master would just die like this.

After Shu Yuan died completely, the male mouse seemed to realize that he had actually killed his most respected brother.

killed?

Then the baby is all yours!

The sadness in his heart did not last for a few seconds before the male mouse began to take out all the treasures he had plundered in recent days from the storage ring.

"Hahaha! These are all mine! From now on, these are all mine!"

The male rat laughed heartily, but as he smiled, his peripheral vision fell on the sickle in Rat Yuan's hand. The sickle seemed to be called the Scythe of Death.

It was also one of the trophies during this period, and it was filled with the will of death. If someone was injured by this sickle, his life would probably be lost for seventy or eighty years.

Because the damage this sickle can cause cannot be healed by ordinary healing techniques, the injured person can only watch his wounds fester little by little and wait for death.

It was the male rat's favorite magic weapon. He begged for it several times, but Rat Yuan never gave it to him.

Recalling Shu Yuan's words before his death, the male mouse knew that this was what Shu Yuan wanted to give him.

Its smile gradually faded, recalling the days when Shu Yuan picked him up from the garbage dump and taught him how to practice little by little. The male mouse slowly lowered his head and looked at the magic weapons that escaped from the storage ring.

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For a moment, he lost interest. He picked up a magic weapon from the side and started digging a hole.

Ye Fei didn't know when he appeared not far from the male rat. He looked at the male rat and asked aloud.

"Are you going to bury it?"

The male mouse was no longer as shocked as when he first heard Ye Fei's voice, and responded lightly.

"Um!"

"Then what?"

"I will put all the people I have killed in these days to their graves."

"Then what?"

"Then?"

The male rat slowly raised his head, seemingly stunned. He glanced at Ye Fei without saying anything, then continued digging the hole, and finally buried the rat Yuan in it, as well as the monsters he killed today.

The male mouse took another look at the magic weapons on the ground, and then looked at Ye Fei.

"You must have been following us for a long time, right?"

"Um!"

"For these magic weapons?"

"Yes and no!"

Ye Fei's initial thought was indeed about the Ruyi Fangshi, but as time passed, he changed his mind. He just wanted to see the final outcome of these two mice, but in the end he didn't want it to be like this.

"Then these magic weapons are yours!"

As the male rat spoke, he walked away into the distance. As he walked, he turned into an ordinary white rat and escaped into the ground.

Ye Fei frowned slightly. This little white mouse gave him a feeling that it would affect the world of Journey to the West in the future.

But at the moment, he doesn't notice much wrong with it, so he can't intervene too much.

Looking at the two newly built graves next to him, Ye Fei smiled bitterly.

It is not an exaggeration to describe this rat Yuan's journey as robbing homes and houses, but in the end he died at the hands of the little white rat he kept calling around. It was really a fate.

Ye Fei just sighed and moved his hand, and the storage ring on the ground was in his hands.

"Sumi mustard seeds?"

The moment Ye Fei touched the ring, his first thought was these four words.

"Mustard Seed Storage Ring? The name is quite straightforward!"

Ye Fei put the magical weapons on the ground into the ring one by one. These magical weapons were forged by some monsters. Their grades were not high, and the highest ones were just Ruyi square stones forged by the monkey.

The treasures in this world are divided into nine levels, which correspond to the level of cultivation. The third level is a magical weapon, the fourth to sixth levels are spiritual weapons, and the seventh to ninth levels are fairy weapons!

Treasures like the Yin Yang Banana Fan are above the ninth level and are ranked as divine weapons!

This Ruyi square stone is not an ordinary magical weapon. It has formations engraved inside it, and it also has Ruyi changes. It is a fourth-grade spiritual weapon.

Based on the level of cultivation, it should be the favorite of Yuanying masters, and the spiritual power consumed is also matching.

You must know that only artifacts such as the Yin Yang Banana Fan have the ability to draw mana from the civilized world and even activate it on their own. For other magic weapons, it still depends on the caster.

Ye Fei is only in the Qi refining period now. If he refines Qi normally, he may only have enough spiritual energy in his body to be used once.

But now it is different. There are eighty-one drops of Qi in his body, and it is also innate spiritual energy. It is very easy to use this kind of spiritual weapon.

"Now that I have advanced further in my practice, it is a good result!"

Ye Fei dispersed his consciousness. The entire Journey to the West world is now in the era of the Five Emperors. It will still take some time to enter the truly evolved and complete Journey to the West world. However, during this period, there is no need to interfere too much, so as not to affect the formation of the Journey to the West world.

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"This trip is quite rewarding, but I don't have to ask for too much. I wonder what I will gain after Xuanjia swallows the Holy Body Realm!"

Thinking of his teammates, Ye Fei gave Zhang Fudou a few more words, and he left the world of Journey to the West.

Just returning to the real world, Ye Fei found a note left by Ling Ruoxue on the table.

"Leng Moyan's death has brought trouble to Liu Ying. Someone is trying to teach Liu Ying a lesson in a public simulated battlefield. When you return, rescue him quickly!!!!"

Five exclamation points are enough to show the seriousness of the matter.

"Sure enough, we found it after all!"

Ye Fei knew early on that Leng Moyan's death would not be so easy. Even if this was a dimensional base, as Liu Ying said at the beginning, the Leng family did not know how many disciples there were in this dimensional base.

It's always a little troublesome to get the news back, it's just a matter of time.

"It seems that the Liu family has not been able to withstand the pain of losing their son to the Leng family!"

Ye Fei did not hesitate, he immediately summoned his brain and opened a public simulated battlefield.

The scene here was horrific. Lin Qingqing fell into Ling Ruoxue's arms, and Xuan Jia was lying in the pit with blood dripping from her body.

The worst thing was Liu Ying, who was hanging on the dead branch like a hedgehog.

Although Leng Xiaoren was embarrassed, he stared in the direction of the viewing platform, where there were tears in Qing Barley's eyes.

Leng Xiaoren's voice sounded at this time.

"I told you, it's not impossible for me to let them go. Let your young master call me grandpa! I'll let him go for the time being!"

"Or do you follow me for a night of supper? I can also let him go!"

Liu Ying also shouted out at this time.

"Highland Barley! How dare you!"

Qingmai's upper and lower lips touched slightly, and he was about to speak, but he heard a slightly calm voice.
Chapter completed!