The Story of a Plane Merchant Selling a House

Yi Er burst into tears and started crying while hugging his master's wife. Other disciples rushed forward to give the master's wife the blood pill back.

Now the master's wife was finally able to swallow the pill.

Yi Er pulled himself together, followed Tutu's instructions to operate the machine, and began to perform surgery on his master's wife.

After cleaning the wound of the severed hand, the blue light of the instrument began to scan the wound. In the time it took to stick up an incense stick, the severed hand was reattached.

"I have some anti-poison pills in my hand. You can take some and feed them to your master's wife. Also, feed them all to her, the Yuan-replenishing fruits and the Shen-replenishing fruits," Tutu packed up a lot of pills and fruits and sent them over.

After the operation and the effects of a large amount of medicinal fruits, Master's wife's breathing finally stabilized.

Yi Er carried the still unconscious Master's Wife onto the skateboard and went to meet up with Xiao Luo and the others.

Xiao Luo has found the hovercraft. Although Junior Brother and Xiao Zhen were also fed with elixirs, their faces were pale when they were found. They are still lying unconscious on the hovercraft.

Yi Er prepared to take everyone back quickly for further treatment.

But when passing a mountain range, I saw from afar a middle-aged man with a white face who had changed his clothes.

Yi Erhen gritted his teeth, stepped on the skateboard, activated the magic array and became invisible, flew out of the hovercraft, and gestured to stop his junior brother who wanted to follow him.

Carefully took out the hidden weapon Xiao Luo gave him, and quickly shot the poisoned dart when approaching him.

The pale-faced middle-aged man moved his ears slightly, catching the faint sound of the wind, and quickly raised his body and flew in the air.

The hidden weapon shot into the air, and Yi Er was shocked. It turned out to be the fairyland on land!

I have just retrained my martial arts and I am sure I will not be able to defeat him. I quickly control the flying skateboard to fly into the air.

The pale-faced middle-aged man stood in the air, moving his ears to catch the sound of the airflow.

Yi Er continued to increase his height, and the middle-aged man in white unexpectedly used the force from the air to raise his body again, and waved his hand to shoot out a bunch of hidden weapons.

The protective shield of Yi Er's storage ring opened automatically, blocking the darts from his body.

Seeing something invisible, the dart bounced back, and the white-faced middle-aged man became visibly excited.

"Haha, there's light at the end of the tunnel. I thought I had lost you guys, but it turns out that the magic of shape-changing and flying has come to me again."

Yi Er dodged left and right, but the white-faced middle-aged man always managed to catch up with him.

The pale-faced middle-aged man was like a cat playing with a mouse, with a smile on his face.

Everyone on the spaceship was a little worried and wanted to move closer.

The white-faced middle-aged man seemed to sense something and shot a hidden weapon in that direction.

The flying car's automatic defense deflected the hidden weapon, and the pale-faced middle-aged man became even more excited.

"Hey~ there's more than one little mouse,"

Yi Er was very anxious. The hovercraft had no offensive weapons and could only passively defend itself.

But Yi Er couldn't move easily, or he would be locked in place by the white-faced middle-aged man.

The hovercraft controlled by Xiao Luo did not dare to go too far, for fear of losing Yi Er's trace, so it could only float up for a distance.

But the white-faced middle-aged man stretched out his hand and sprinkled a yellow powder in all directions, covering a large area.

Yi Er's control over the magic array was not affected, but the automatic protection device of the hover car bounced back the powder the moment it came into contact with it, exposing the car's whereabouts.

The pale-faced middle-aged man's eyes were red with excitement, like a bloodthirsty wolf.

"It turns out that the little mice were hiding in the turtle shell. I found you."

He instantly appeared beside the speeding car. Instead of attacking blindly, he grabbed the edge of the car and began to feel around carefully.

Because he did not attack the car, the opened protective shield did not detect that he was attacking and did not block him.

Xiao Luo was terrified and drove the car at maximum speed, but he could not throw the white-faced middle-aged man off.

"Haha, I'm opening the door," the white-faced middle-aged man could not see the flying car, but he could touch it.

After all, it was just a civilian vehicle, and could only be optically invisible. The white-faced middle-aged man found a handle and pulled it hard, and the door of the hovercraft was actually opened a crack.

At this time, the hovercraft determined that it was under attack and activated its protective measures.

He kept attacking the pale-faced middle-aged man, who gritted his teeth and refused to let go, and the crack in the door opened little by little.

Xiao Luo opened the other side window in a hurry and asked everyone to take the injured and fly away through the window on a flying skateboard.

The pale-faced middle-aged man moved his ears, heard the sound of air flow, and guessed that someone was escaping nearby.

But he was more interested in the turtle shell that was about to be pried open.

When he opened the door, he found a little girl with messy hair inside.

"Hmm~ Are you a little mouse that was left behind~"

The pale-faced middle-aged man smiled, straightened his clothes, and slowly looked around the hovercraft, at the various high-tech devices that were flashing.

"Start," Xiao Luo opened his eyes wide and immediately activated the self-destruction program of the hovercraft.

In an instant, the hovercraft exploded into a ball of fire in the air.

Yi Er had learned through the communication symbol that Xiao Luo had not come out of the hovercraft.

He stared at the explosion site, and when he saw a circle of light falling from the fire, he rushed forward to catch it. It was Xiao Luo who had passively activated the protective shield of his storage ring.

The two people, not knowing whether the white-faced middle-aged man was killed in the explosion, quickly activated the illusion array and escaped on skateboards.

But a charred figure rushed out from the flames.

"You are making me bleed, little mice, and I hate bleeding."

The pale-faced middle-aged man was furious and chased after them at high speed. Yi Er and Xiao Luo used all their hidden weapons on him.

But he defeated them easily.

I felt around and found that there were no more hidden weapons on my body, and there were no hidden weapons in my storage space.

Xiao Luo looked at the storage ring, which still contained more than a dozen bags of flour. She threw the dozen bags to the flour-collecting middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man saw the hidden weapon coming towards him in the dark. It was huge in size. He choked several times with the knife, but was choked by flour in the face.

Several bags of flour were thrown at him. The middle-aged man dodged quickly. Because of dodging, he was a step slower and had a longer distance from Yi Er. "Hmph, a trifling trick."

Yi Er stuffed all the pills in the storage ring into his own and Xiao Luo's mouths, and then threw out various pill bottles, torn clothes, and smelly socks.

The fair-faced middle-aged man who wanted to catch up with Yi Er only felt all kinds of stinky things coming towards him and could only quickly avoid them.

Yi Er was about to empty his storage ring when he suddenly saw that there was still some stinky tofu sauce in it.

Quickly opened it and splashed it backwards,

The middle-aged man was not careful and got splashed in the face.

"Ahhh, I'm going to torture you, you filthy bitches."

Although the middle-aged man was angry, he did not lose his mind.

These little mice obviously have some hidden tricks up their sleeves, such as some legendary treasures, to be able to throw out so many things in quick succession.

The middle-aged man was losing the chase and his body was already dirty. He kept cursing while chasing.

"They are all such bastards. Instead of being good little mice, they dream of turning the tables."

The pale-faced middle-aged man did not use his body to block the attack again, but used his knife to block the various non-lethal objects.

"Humph, little mice, you thought I would take it lightly, right? Hahaha~"

The middle-aged man had followed the sound of the airflow and quickly caught up from below.

"Ah!" Xiao Luo screamed.

The pale-faced middle-aged man had already grabbed the skateboard with one hand.

The frightened Xiao Luo could clearly see those eyes full of malice and hatred.

"Little mouse~ I caught up with you,"