"who?"

The mouse spirit was stunned and looked at the sound in fear.

When Yang Chan saw that he felt much more at ease, he wanted to speak but stopped. He was moved to cry. Every time he was in a crisis, this man appeared.

"Are you tired of living?"

Tang Monk rushed out.

With such righteousness, the mouse spirit was a little confused and was stunned, and he was at a loss.

Tang Seng has the experience of dealing with tiger demons, and this time he is much more skilled.

Bang!

Tang Monk came to the mouse spirit and slapped him without hesitation.

The sound is crisp!

“…”

The mouse spirit covered her face and became even more stupid.

Who is this person? Why are you so brave?

Even Yang Chan was shocked. Tang Seng had no magic power, so how dare he do this?

What's going on?

Yang Chan is clever and does not recognize Tang Monk, for fear of destroying Tang Monk's plan.

Dealing with smart people is comfortable!

Tang Seng nodded slightly at Yang Chan, and the meaning was very obvious. Don’t worry, I’ll save you.

"What are you, why do you hit me?"

The mouse sperm roared like crazy.

"Hmph, what's wrong with beating you? Believe it or not, I'll kill you!"

Tang Monk glared and explained, "The island master asked me to test your situation to see if there is anybody who is relaxed and does not guard the patron saint Jicao. Unexpectedly, he met you who is so ruthless!"

"The person sent by the island owner?"

The mouse spirit Yiqi, why have you never heard of it? He was a little lacking in confidence, and said, "Even the people sent by the island master, you shouldn't beat me indiscriminately. He also said that he was ruthless. This woman wanted to steal the magic machine grass. What's wrong with me arresting her?"

The mouse spirit tried hard to argue.

"Haha, at this time, you still pretend to be very reasonable. OK, a mouse spirit, it seems that you don't take the island owner seriously at all!"

Tang Monk said disdainfully.

"Your at the island owner will suppress me. Tell me quickly, why am I so ruthless?"

The mouse spirit is also a bad temper. "If you don't tell me a flower today, I will kill you!"

"Okay, then I'll tell you that this woman is the person the island owner is interested in, so I'll ask me to mention it!"

"ah?"

The mouse spirit couldn't help letting go of Yang Chan.

"Hmph, I met the tiger demon just now. He was disrespectful to the island owner, so I cut it into one of its claws!"

As he said that, Tang Monk threw out a tiger claw from Qiankun bag.

Originally, Tang Seng wanted to keep the soup.

"What a tiger demon's claw!"

The mouse spirit has finally become honest.

Yang Chan didn't speak in the audience. If she said it wrong, it would cause suspicion from the mouse spirit, it would be in chaos.

"I just slapped you with my acting island owner, are you convinced?"

Tang Monk shouted.

"Clothes."

"Hit, didn't you eat?"

"Clothes!"

The mouse spirit raises his voice and admits his mistake.

"Where is your divine macaque?"

Tang Monk asked it.

"What do you want to do here?"

Shenjicao is the treasure of the mouse spirit. Every monster protects one and cannot be given to people easily.

"In addition to asking me to take this woman away, the island owner also asked me to collect your divine machine grass. I am afraid that you will not be able to do your job properly, so I will let the passers-by deceive the divine machine grass away!"

When Tang Monk lies, he always keeps his face, after all, he is used to it.

"Really or false?"

The mouse spirit doesn't believe it.

"You dare to question the island owner's order. Are you tired of living?"

Tang Monk pursued him relentlessly and asked.

"No, I dare not!"

The mouse kept making noise.

"Show you, I have collected these magical grasses from other monsters. You should be relieved now, right?"

Tang Monk took out a handful of Shenji Grass from Qiankun Bag, and there were dozens of them.

"so much!"

Yang Chan's eyes almost fell out, how could it be so many?

"It's the island owner!"

The mouse is cowardly.

"I'm still standing there and doing something. Hand over the magic machine grass quickly. After the passerby leaves, I will distribute it to you. I know that these are your treasures!"

Tang Monk urged Tao.

It turns out that these monsters need to be practiced with Shenji Grass, so I have to be reluctant to hand them over.

"When the passerby leaves, you must hand it over to me earlier!"

The mouse reluctantly said.

"Of course, it's useless to keep this thing the island owner keeps. Of course, I'll give it back to you!"

"Then I'll be relieved!"

The mouse handed in with both hands.

Tang Seng took it with his composure, wanted to use the same trick again, and said to the mouse spirit, "I'm hungry when I'm hungry, prepare some food!"

"yes!"

The mouse spirit is different from the tiger demon. He is not alone, but has dozens of subordinates.

"Prepare the food quickly and give it to the guests!"

The mouse spirit ordered his men.

"Make these meats!"

Tang Monk took out a few large pieces from the Qiankun bag and had long cut them into pieces with a knife.

"What kind of meat is this?"

The mouse spirit asked curiously.

"Human flesh!"

Tang Seng replied without hesitation, "Just just passed by the tiger demon's territory. What he sent should be the human flesh of the passerby. It is not poisonous, so you can eat it with confidence!"

"So that's it!"

The mouse spirit nodded, and the tiger demon liked to eat human flesh, and he had heard of it for a long time.

"Forget it, I'll cook!"

Tang Seng redeems several packs of poison from the system and was about to take all the rats in the nest.

Yang Chan stood there like a piece of wood, waiting for Tang Monk.

Tang Seng has observed so many little mouse spirits. They have brass strength, which is also a problem in the eyes of Tang Seng, who is blocked from magic power.

If you poison the food in the stir-fry, these little mice may not be able to eat it.
To be continued...