me and my monster neighbor

The mouse spirit who is in charge of inspecting the goods has black eyes rolling around.

After a long while, the mouse spirit sighed in surprise: "Oh, why are there two little mouse spirits mixed in this batch of goods?"

The "little mice" mentioned by the mouse spirit refer to the two pocket white jade mice on the prison car. They are different from the mouse spirit's race. At the half-mature stage, it is equivalent to a young girl in the human race. Naturally, it has a low status among the monster races of the jungle, and some monster races are also keen to imprison them as "pets".

The pair huddled together with the human race, and the young boy transformed from a pocket white jade rat looked like a human being at the age of thirteen or fourteen, but the actual age of the demon had to be over a hundred years old before he could successfully transform into a demon.

The two were as thin as sticks, with a pair of panicked round eyes embedded in their thin melon-seeded faces. Although their bodies were as dirty as if they had rolled in mud, their natural fair skin and jade-like distinctive features directly betrayed their identities.

The mouse spirit held a long-armed pointer in his hand, and patted his palms again and again, his eyes glistened, he turned his head and pretended to be compassionate, and said to Yeyue wolf: "Well, we are also of the same family anyway, just look at it like this You sell them into the city that never sleeps, I am also worried, maybe they are my distant relatives, I have the best affection for the race of pocket white jade mice, ah, how about this, this protection fee Just leave my little relatives behind, and I'll take you into the city."

As the mouse spirit said, her wretched eyes fixed on the pair of pocket white jade mice. Interestingly, this not only frightened the two little white mice, but even the human race who originally regarded the little white mice as the same kind turned pale with panic, and found the companions unexpectedly Two monsters appeared in the middle of the scene, and they pushed and shoved, eager to squeeze the two trembling little white mice out of the victim's camp.

Even the little girl whose life was saved by the Pocket White Jade Mouse boy just now just hid in the corner and stared at him with big terrified eyes.

It may be that the little girl is too young, so she did not participate in the action of pushing these two alien teenagers under the claws of the devil, or it may be that the little girl is really too young, so she dare not reach out to hold the boy .

Yeyue Wolf behind Mouse Jing cast a cold gaze.

Not to mention that the mouse spirit and the pocket white jade mouse can have half a dime of kinship, even if it is between the same race, it is not uncommon to cheat each other. What about the white jade mouse?

The mouse spirit clearly wanted to blackmail them.

Ye Yuelang glanced coldly and said, "This is against the rules."

Although high-end tolls are exclusive charges, it is a rule in this industry to clearly mark the price.Yeyuelang and his party have spent decades commuting to and from the city that never sleeps, and they are well aware of the price of 1.5% to 2%.

Ye Yuelang sneered coldly: "Twenty percent is less than two pieces of meat."

The gray wolf spirit who was traveling with the Yeyue wolf was already stretched out, and the monsters under his command did not dare to relax, and they all bared their fangs, ready to fight.

The atmosphere here was tense, until the two boa constrictor demons came over with their thick waist twisting their scarlet snake letters.

The seven-inch vitals of the boa constrictor are tightly wrapped by hard armor, holding a cannon barrel, and the rest of the exposed skin is covered with a rock-hard snake scale. The round stones on the stone mill are crushed, and the stones blocking the road are like soybeans, which are easily crushed.

The coercion of these two python spirits cannot be underestimated. They have clearly entered the ranks of A-level disaster monsters. They swagger like guards patrolling the territory. It seems that they are here to mediate the dispute between the Yeyue wolf and the mouse spirit. their business.

Yeyue wolf has already smelled a strange smell that is different from usual.

The leading boa constrictor went straight into the gray wolf, and the two formed a silent confrontation.The other boa constrictor was swinging its tail, its strong upper body leaned forward, a bowl-sized arm resting on Yeyue Wolf's shoulder, Snake Xinzi trembled slightly beside Yeyue Wolf's cheek, Even the fine particles in the air hum uncomfortably.

The snake man's hanging eyes were full of danger, the gray-blue whites almost occupied the entire eyeballs, and the tiny pupils looked very strange.

The boa constrictor was like an impartial law enforcer, spitting snake letters at Yeyue wolf, then looked at the mouse spirit opposite with three white eyes, and asked in a cold voice: "What's going on, are you rats bullying passers-by? "

As soon as the boa constrictor approached, it pushed the inner fear of the two little white mice to the extreme. This was a stress response when facing a natural enemy, and it was a tremor engraved in their genes.

The level coercion of the boa constrictor spirit made the mouse spirit hurriedly defend itself: "Oh, how dare I, it's because they don't pay tolls and still provoke me..."

The boa constrictor essence turned to Yeyue wolf with vicious eyes: "Oh? Is that so?"

The ending sound rises, like the warning sound of "hissing" of snake letter.

The cold skin touch spread from his neck to Ye Yuelang's whole body, and more than half of the weight of the gun barrel held by the boa constrictor spirit was on his shoulder.

This is already a naked provocation.

In the eyes of predators, there are always only "delicious prey" and "dangerous prey". The mouthful of blood that came out was just as fishy and sweet.

Ye Yuelang raised his slightly heavy shoulders.

If you want to pass the level without spending money, it's okay. The demon world has always respected the law of survival that power comes first.

If you are strong, you are the uncle, if you are weak, you will kneel down and call father.

Yeyue Wolf's eyes quickly scanned the surrounding circle, and his ice blue eyes turned to the irritable gray wolf spirit again, warning his companions not to act rashly.

Yeyuelang and his party have been on this road for decades. You come and go, and even made friends with some gangs stationed here. Today, all the people present here are new faces. There are a lot of monsters, but the gatekeeper of the flowing water has iron rules. Today is also the first time he encounters a monster who breaks the rules.

The boa constrictor spirit and the mouse spirit sang together, making up their minds to break the rules and charge tolls, and other gangs from different camps present also turned a blind eye.

If we do something here today, the faction behind the boa constrictor spirit and the mouse spirit will definitely attack them. The best result for them is to retreat with all their strength, and the goods will be in vain.

But if you don't do it today, the toll fee will inevitably increase in the future.

Ye Yuelang calmly weighed it, and in the face of this unavoidable situation, in order to ensure the maximum benefit of this trip, he chose to compromise temporarily.

Two adult little white jade mouse monsters were driven out of the thorn cart, and the two little boy monsters were like shaking chaff, their skinny legs trembling.

Their race is forced to replace their strength with the beauty of human form. They are genuine trash beauties, and trash beauties who can't help themselves.

The Pocket White Jade Rat Demon's mana is so low that it is almost indistinguishable from that of the human race, but it has a longer lifespan and stronger body tolerance and resilience. This is a fun thing.

Sadly, it is also because their lifespan is too long that the owner will dispose of them casually after getting bored, because their body tolerance and resilience are stronger, but they cannot satisfy the owner's sense of satisfaction when they are violated, so various, Their sales value is even far lower than that of the human race.

They are just substitutes for human pets.

When some human races in the demon world hated the powerful suppression and absolute rule of the demon race on the one hand, and complained that they had not been able to reincarnate as human demons on the other hand, they never thought that there were such a small group of little monsters in the cracks of the demon world. When he was alive, he even briefly envied the human race.

For example, the big monsters in the demon world would not give them a second look.

Another example is this moment.

Yeyue Wolf held a pocket white jade mouse in one hand, and threw them towards the mouse spirit without mercy. The shackles that were tightly bound around the neck and hands were pulled in the opposite direction, and the thin white skin on the back of the neck was almost cut off. Layers, fine and dense drops of blood scrambled out.Their blood is also warm and red.But no monster would care, even they themselves, maybe they forgot the pain because they were under the great fear, or maybe they were used to it.

The Mouse Spirit caught the two cheap "little relatives" with a happy smile, hugged them left and right, and pinched his waist with careless hands. He didn't know how hard he was. Collapsing and staggering, his skinny little arm accidentally rubbed against the big flowered arm of the boa constrictor who was leaning to one side. A stubborn stone actually hit the pocket white mouse spirit's temple firmly.

The sound of "buzz" was like a thunder explosion under the clear sky, blood was seen in the seven orifices, the right eye was suddenly hit by a strong external force, and was squeezed violently by the impact force of the shattered brow bone, the eyeball was congested and burst, and he lost his sight immediately .

The human race in the car was overly frightened, the little girl opened her mouth, her pupils shrank suddenly, her chest vibrated, but she couldn't make a sound.

They looked at the tragedy outside the car in horror. The thorny prison car carrying them became the last bastion to protect them at this moment.

The scene was noisy and noisy, the mouse spirit had already put aside the script character set in awe of the python spirit, and the shrill screams of reprimanding the python spirit for destroying private property echoed throughout the flat open space.

The boa constrictor spirit still flicked its tail wildly, and said indifferently: "This is not a human race, it's not that refined and expensive, and it will be cured after a few days of raising it, you fucking shut up."

This is true.

So the mouse spirit didn't really feel sorry for the little white mouse spirit, he just didn't allow the aggressive behavior of the python spirit to dispose of their private property casually.

Collapsing on the ground and dying, the brain of the dying little white jade mouse spirit was blank, his five senses were torn apart by severe pain and nauseating dizziness, his eye sockets were stained red with blood, bean-sized cold sweat dripped down, blood mixed with cold sweat, sweat wrapped in blood drop.

The right eye was blind, and the left eye was misted due to the severe pain in the body, and everything in the vision became blurred.

Under the curtain of night, the world is even more vast, and there is no place for him to stay in the world of mortals. All things have spirits, but there is no way for him to survive.

But this is the demon world, and only the supremacy of strength has the right to decide.

But the powerful monsters do not show mercy.

The Pocket White Jade Rat clan is born with low demon power, hiding and stealing life is the only choice they can work hard for.

Although the mouse spirit is standing on the only way of the city that never sleeps today to collect tolls, and even dares to compete with their common natural enemy, the python spirit, but he is just relying on others to make a living, with a severed tail and neatly cut fingers. All the cross-sections showed that he didn't even dare to struggle in the face of torture.

Even the poaching team led by the five A-level cataclysmic monsters, Yeyuewolves, had to be exploited layer upon layer when they arrived at the gate of Nightless City.

Power is supreme, power is above power, and power is more powerful.

The little white jade mouse spirit was panting heavily and slowly, and there was a gap of one or two seconds between each slight breath, and this one or two seconds was all the energy needed to accumulate the next second of breathing.

Except for the injury of its companions, no one cared about the life and death of the little white jade mouse. Ye Yuelang didn't bother to watch the battle between the mouse spirit and the python spirit. The six human races in the car who were so frightened that they almost fainted were properly isolated.

The human race is incredibly fragile. He once saw someone who was frightened to death, stripped out his internal organs, and found that his heart burst and bled for no reason.

One thing more is worse than one thing less, Ye Yuelang closed his eyes obediently, lowered his posture, and said in a good voice: "I have already paid [-]% of the toll, please lead the way."

"No rush, no rush."

The mouse spirit lazily leaned on the shoulder of another little white jade mouse spirit, he gently held up one arm of the little white jade mouse spirit, his palm started from the shoulder joint of the little white jade mouse spirit, and moved ambiguously along the thin The shriveled arm slid all the way, he enjoyed the trembling fear of the little white jade mouse, and he got a great sense of deterrence from the little white jade mouse facing his fear.

Three fingers slid across the blood vessels on the inside of the little white jade mouse spirit's wrist, followed by the cold palm, and five fingers that were as long and slender as white onions.

The little white jade mouse spirit tried his best to suppress the fear and resistance in his heart. He didn't want to be like his companion, who was dying of serious injuries. He wanted to live. He even wanted to please the mouse spirit. As long as he could please the employer who took over him, he could live Go down, this is the only way for their clan to survive...

The little white jade mouse spirit is constantly brainwashing himself and trying to overcome his fear. He deserves what happened to his companion. It is because he meddles in the human race's affairs and hurts his back so he can't stand still. Refined……

But it can't be done, he still feels sorry for his companion, the touch of his disgusting mouse spirit, the breath of the disgusting mouse spirit clinging to his spray on his neck.

Who can save him, save his companions.

Ye Yuelang frowned, watching the mouse spirit flirt with his new favorite in displeasure.

I saw that Shujing was holding up the fingers of Xiaobaiyu Shujing's right hand full of pity, and carefully stroking the well-proportioned knuckles back and forth, especially the ring finger and little finger. He caressed back from the direction of the nail cover, as if to caress The knuckles of the flat fingers support the several creases that usually go around in circles.

The little white jade mouse spirit was originally ashen-headed, with dust clinging to his skin, after the mouse spirit touched it back and forth, rubbing off the ashes was like peeling off an eggshell, and the original skin of the fingers revealed a sickly whiteness, like fragile Glass.In contrast to the two, although the mouse spirit is glamorous all over, the inherent gray and black complexion cannot be washed off no matter what.

The black on his body is not as shiny as black mercury like the scales of a black boa constrictor, and the gray on his body is not like the gray wings of a gray eagle fluttering its wings, which have just the right shades of gray. He is a street mouse that everyone shouts and beats. After his transformation, his ugly appearance and bald complexion are all the soul imprints left by those years of struggling in the stinky ditch.

The mouse spirit stared obsessively at the two slender, fair and clean fingers of the little white jade mouse spirit. He stroked, stroked repeatedly, and stroked vigorously, completely ignoring the tremors and nights coming from the little white jade mouse spirit's body. The impatience of Moon Wolf suppressing his anger.

The rubbing speed of the thumb's pulp became faster and more urgent, like flames flying when flints collide violently, and the knocking sound of the flints was replaced by the sound of the bones of the little finger breaking.

When the pulp of the thumb touched the two scallion-like fingers again, and was poked by the unnaturally protruding small bone through the flesh, the mouse spirit woke up as if from a dream, he unexpectedly but without any waves Discovery: Oh, he was so excited that he broke the little white jade mouse's fingers.