People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Huiqi Mountains.

The Rat King and his companions got up from the ground covered in dust and dirt, looked around, and then fell into silence.

No one expected that Qi Yan and Nian could launch such a huge missile at will.

The Rat King and others only felt their eyes brighten, and the last scene they saw was Xi summoning his red sword, splashing ink-colored sword light to transfer everyone out of the painting.

But even though Youxi took action and caused the missile to explode in the scroll, the main peak of the Huiqi Mountains was still half gone at this moment, and a deep pit like a crater was blown out on the top of the entire mountain.

The Rat King and others were thrown by Xi to the edge of the deep pit. They felt the dust stirred up by the explosion flying on their faces and were speechless for a long time.

Finally, Zuo Le couldn't hold back any longer and asked in a somewhat dry voice:

"Will Xi really be in trouble?"

Even the residual power of the explosion that penetrated the scroll had damaged the mountain into this state. He simply couldn't imagine how horrible the impact would be for Xi to endure facing the missile explosion head-on.

As soon as Zuo Le finished speaking, Qi Yan's siblings and Nian appeared out of thin air and landed steadily in front of them.

"How do you feel?" Qi Yan asked Nian.

"The accuracy is perfect, the explosive power is excellent, but the ballistic distance needs to be improved." Nian shook his head dissatisfiedly, "It has reached its limit after only penetrating 19 scrolls."

"You can discuss this in depth with Klothir after you go to Rhodes Island."

"Your piece of red gold..."

"I'll give you one later."

While the two were talking, a small figure with a dark face, as if he had just crawled out of a coal mine, tumbled down from the sky and fell awkwardly in the center of the deep pit.

Xi's long hair was curled by the heat from the explosion. She propped herself up, clenched her teeth, revealing her small white teeth, and glared hatefully at the two people who were looking down at her from the edge of the pit.

"You two bastards! That's too much!"

Xi hammered the gravel beneath him and let out an angry scream.

Qi Yan and Nian looked at each other, and the next second, Qi Yan jumped over and pounced in front of Xi like a tiger.

He smiled wickedly and said in an exaggerated tone:

"I've always wanted to see this expression on your face, the expression of a punched bag!"

Xi gritted her teeth until they made a clattering sound. She could no longer bear it, so she summoned a scroll and, without even opening it, used it as a stick to hit Qi Yan on the head.

Qi Yan turned around and ran, Xi chased him relentlessly. Nian was not willing to be left behind, so he chased after him and looked for opportunities to stuff firecrackers into Xi's long hair.

"Why are you helping outsiders to bully me, you bastard?"

Xi noticed Nian's little trick and quickly changed his target and started chasing Nian.

Qi Yan turned around decisively, and while Xi's attention was distracted by Nian, he tried to light the firecrackers in Xi's hair.

"what!!!!"

As Xi screamed in despair, she completely gave up chasing the two bastards, squatted on the ground with her hands on her head, and buried her dark little face in her knees.

Seeing this, Qi Yan and Nian looked at each other and stopped what they were doing.

The two of them approached Xi cautiously.

Qi Yan poked Xi's shoulder, but Xi immediately slapped his paw away without even raising his head.

"Are you really crying?" Qi Yan asked with concern.

Xi buried his face and said nothing.

Nian also squatted down, pulled aside Xi's slightly curly hair, revealing his sister's pitiful little face.

She asked with concern: "Are you really crying?"

"I...I didn't."

Xi continued to be stubborn, mumbling with a nasal tone.

Qi Yan and Nian looked at each other again, and then they reached for their pockets in sync.

But Qi Yan's hands froze immediately, and he remembered that he didn't have a terminal.

But Nian had already taken out a red terminal and started taking pictures of Xi's sad little face.

"Oh my! I'm going to set these photos as my terminal desktop and screen saver!" Nian shouted excitedly while taking pictures.

Qi Yan acted as a military advisor on the side:

"Set the lock screen to a beautiful photo of Xi Ping, and the desktop to this dark crying face. This way, when you unlock the phone, the effect will be at its fullest!"

"As expected of you, my personal screenwriter!"

"You two bastards!"

Xi went berserk again and summoned a blank scroll. While the attention of the two things beside him was attracted by the terminal, he covered the two of them under the scroll in one fell swoop, and included them all in the painting.

Then she deftly took out a rope used to tie paintings, wrapped it tightly around the scroll, and finally used all her strength to pull the scroll out.

The slender scroll was like a missile, piercing through the sky and disappearing into the horizon.

Zuo Le watched in a daze as the farce came to an end, and found that Xi, who was left there gasping for breath, looked disheveled but clearly had no injuries at all.

This was the first time that he had felt the terrifying power of these gods so directly, and the shock to his spirit far exceeded any description he had ever seen in books.

The explosion, whose residual power alone could destroy a mountain, could only make these creatures look a little more embarrassed!

The Rat King noticed the change in Zuo Le's mood beside him. He raised his hand to touch his beard and took the opportunity to teach the young man a lesson.

However, when he touched his usually carefully groomed smooth beard, he felt it was dry and frizzy, which froze the Rat King's expression.

He put his hand down with a wooden face and took a deep breath.

Qi Yan, Nian and Xi, he couldn't afford to offend these three people.

"Mr. Zuo, do you realize your own naivety now?" The Rat King decided to target those he could provoke.

"I know I was wrong." Zuo Le said embarrassedly.

He had already realized the danger of running rashly to confront Qi Yan.

In front of this group of gods, his self-proclaimed superb martial arts were just a joke.

Perhaps in the eyes of the other party, he is no different from an Originium worm that can be seen everywhere.

"That's not what I'm talking about." The Rat King shook his head, "You must have a guardian with you. He allowed you to contact Qi Yan, so I think he has some understanding of Qi Yan.

I say you are naive because you don't observe and control the situation well enough. As the candle holder of Simaitai, you don't understand the personality traits of Nian and Xi well enough. "

"Uncle Lin, what you mean is..."

"If I were in your position, I would have arranged for Xi and Qi Yan to meet." The Rat King glanced across the deep pit in front of him, "This way, the mountains and rivers of Yan Country could be prevented from suffering this disaster."

Zuo Le was shocked: "But Xi might be in danger this way!"

The Rat King narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Zuo Le with some scrutiny:

"Isn't this what you Si Sui Tai want?"

Zuo Le: “…”

The Rat King snorted and taught him a lesson: "Don't hesitate when you should make a decision! Let's not talk about whether Simui Tai's attitude is correct or not. Since you have chosen to work for Simui Tai, you should not let anything disturb your judgment. All your actions should serve this goal.

This time, after you met Xi, you found that she was not a bad person, so you fell into the trap of being soft-hearted and even risked your life. What about next time? And the next time?"

"I... I know I was wrong."

Zuo Le was speechless and had to lower his head and admit his mistake honestly.

The Rat King opened his mouth to say something, but suddenly felt that he was being stared at.

He turned his head to look, and was so frightened by Xi's dark little face that approached him silently that his beard trembled.

"Old man, when you say these things, can you please pay attention to the fact that the person who is talking about this is still here?"

Xi stared at the Rat King with dissatisfaction and said in a cold voice: "I still remember that it was you who brought Nian to the Huiqi Mountains."

The Rat King avoided the gaze and would never admit such a thing even if he was beaten to death:

"Miss Xi, it was Miss Nian who brought me here!"

"I'm sorry, but I'm very angry now and don't want to hear your excuses."

Xi took out another blank scroll and opened it, preparing to include the Rat King and his men into the painting, then pack them up and throw them out to leave himself some peace and quiet.

But just as she opened the scroll in her hand, a white-haired Rupert dog head popped out of the scroll:

"These scrolls of Daxigua are actually connected. Where am I lost? Hey? I'm back!"