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Chapter fifty-six late night, mice, compass(2/2)

Zhang Deming's thoughts were swiftly turned, and the entire bedroom was now covered by a translucent light shield. The light shield was covered with a black and white yin and yang fish pattern, which slowly rotated.

The light of inspiration surged, and the mouse hit its light shield, its body flashed, and the Yin-Yang Fish pattern of the light shield quickly turned twice.

The flashing and disappearing mouse reappeared, looking at the unchanged scenery around him, his face pale due to severe consumption, and for the first time panic appeared.

Zhang Deming held his fist, hung a faint smile, and looked at the other person quietly.

"What do you want?" He took a deep breath at Fa, turned his head and looked at Zhang Deming.

Zhang Deming said lightly: "You ran to my room in the middle of the night to ask me what I want? Shouldn't I ask you what you want?"

The little white mouse looked at Zhang Deming and said, "I've admitted it this time. Fellow Taoist, please draw a story, Mr. Bai will continue."

Zhang Deming said with a smile: "Why, don't you try it?"

"Sneaking in for stealing, and taking action for stealing, Bai never does the robber's business. The tail was caught, because Bai couldn't practice, and Bai admitted to the fall." In his tone, there was a bit of arrogance and a faint contempt for the robber's behavior.

Zhang Deming's face twitched a little. Is there really a weird thing? Is there a big difference between a thief and a robber?

Is one profession glorious and the other profession dirty?

I am really... the three views are too normal!

"Since that's the case, you can make up for the amount of money I have in this bag!" Zhang Deming said.

The little white mouse's proud expression collapsed instantly and said powerlessly: "With fellow Taoist's wealth, Bai can't afford it! Otherwise, he wouldn't have completed it. He didn't have much detailed scouting, so he came to visit the fellow Taoist."

"Ha, you can't help!" After saying that, Zhang Deming stopped talking nonsense and pressed his hands on the bed.

Skill: Thorns!

Dozens of sharp thorns flashing with cold light emerged from under the little white mouse.

The body of the little white mouse instantly shattered and turned into pieces of soil on the ground. Not far away, a little white mouse reappeared.

The thorn thorns did not hit the target, softened and turned into vines. The tip still shone with a cold light, and it stabbed towards the other side again.

The space is not big, but the mouse is extremely flexible and keeps dodging, turning into mud sculptures from time to time, and its body disappears.

After fighting for a few rounds, Zhang Deming frowned slightly, and all the vines swayed and bloomed white flowers, and a faint fragrance filled the small space.

The little white mouse in the dodge froze and a transparent white shield covered him, while his body began to expand and twist quickly.

In a moment, it turned into a dragon and snake several feet long. The huge body size and pressure made Zhang Deming frown slightly.

He ordered a very high-end spiritual building, so the whole room was quite large, but facing several feet of dragons and snakes, he could only be considered small.

The moment he transformed, the snake's tail quickly raised and swung towards Zhang Deming.

Zhang Deming's back wings appeared, and he dodged his thrust. The spikes of vines around him kept stabbing him.

Feeling the defense strength of its shield and the physical condition of the dragon and snake, Zhang Deming frowned slightly. This guy's dragon and snake transformation seemed to be taking a pure defensive route?

Thoughts flashed through my mind, and the vines in the room began to swell.

But before Zhang Deming could continue to move, the entire spiritual building swayed and Zhang Deming paused slightly.

"flight!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Deming had already shot out of the window, but the dragons and snakes in the Yin-Yang Fish Formation could not run away with Zhang Deming.

After Zhang Deming rushed out of the Spirit Tower, the Spirit Tower shook violently for a few times, and finally collapsed with a bang. In the past three or five breaths, it took only three or five breaths.

At this moment, several figures were flying out of the Spirit Tower, some of which were disheveled, and some of which were cursing.

Zhang Deming looked around and looked at a corner on the street. He looked at the direction and said, "Ground Thorn!"

The magic of the thorny thorns was driven by the speech, and dozens of vine spikes emerged from that corner.

A compass with a surging light flew out from the corner.

The compass shook a few times, and a middle-aged figure emerged.

Sheng Yu felt something was wrong before, and the rescue measures were not effective. He was afraid that it would delay and the partner would be in danger, so he took action decisively and quickly and directly destroyed the building.

I originally planned to get out of the chaos while the building collapsed.

Unexpectedly, the front foot collapsed the building and the back foot was forced out. What kind of existence is their target tonight?

When Zhang Deming saw Sheng Yu, his expression moved slightly. How could he practice the weapon?

Or is it an unconventional artifact compass, rat form + compass? With such a combination of monks, will the two of them be fully proficient in escaping?

Oh no!

Zhang Deming's heart sank, and he pushed his hands forward, and a huge formation light curtain began to emerge quickly.

Almost at the same time, a little white mouse jumped out of the ruins, running towards Sheng Yucai, while speaking anxiously:

"Go away, that guy is a cover for fungus, and he is a formation cultivator inside! Once he is entangled, he just needs to wait for the law enforcement team to deal with us!"

Sheng Yucai's face froze, the compass was suspended in front of him, and his hands quickly turned around:

"The temple in front is poor, the temple in the back is rich, the temple in the left and right are born on the road;

The gate faces the gate, and the good or bad things are not to be considered now;

If the door faces the window, there is no difference between a disaster and a escape!”

As his magic tricks flew, the compass jumped quickly a few times, and an illusory door appeared in front of him.

"Walk!"

The moment the Illusion Gate appeared, the little mouse jumped in front of him. He reached out to the little mouse and rushed directly into the Illusion Gate.
Chapter completed!
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