I've waited for you for a thousand years, and I've lived this life just to meet you

Xiao Mohan and the other nine were stunned!

What is this lady looking at so blankly?

The nine of them subconsciously looked towards Su Yu'er's dazed gaze.

The next second, everyone was stunned.

Opposite them, there was a huge ancient locust tree standing out from the crowd. Its trunk was thick and its crown was like a giant umbrella, shading several rows of stone houses.

There is a crooked wooden attic on the tree trunk. If you look closely, you will find that the shape of the attic is like a pagoda.

At the bottom of the tree is a tree hole like a huge mouth, as if it is a wonderful collision of nature and man-made.

There was a fat monk sitting in the tree hole, his robes stained with oil, looking like a walking piece of pork belly.

At this moment, he was squinting his eyes, using a branch to poke the stone stove in the tree hole. Mushroom stew was bubbling in the iron pot, and the aroma was everywhere.

Everyone was stunned. This fat monk was actually stewing meat. Was he still a Buddhist disciple?

There was also a fat monk sitting on the top floor of the attic, with a shiny head and a white belly exposed.

A little squirrel wearing a red vest sat upright on his bald head, staring straight at Su Yu'er with its eyes as big as black beans.

This little squirrel is the size of a palm, and its fur is as shiny and smooth as a layer of caramel honey.

There are two tufts of ear hair standing on the top of its head, just like a pair of mini feather dusters. Its round black eyes are full of cleverness, and its tail is as fluffy as a broom.

The most eye-catching thing was its red vest, the edges of which were gnawed and rough, and the four large golden characters "Wanfa Dao Zong" were embroidered crookedly on the chest.

call out!

The little squirrel jumped from the bald head to the beam of the attic, with a pine cone wrapped around its tail, its cheeks bulging, and its head tilted, continuing to stare at Su Yuer, its round eyes rolling around.

The fat monk looked helpless and raised his head and said, "Come down quickly, this is a battlefield between gods and demons."

With a squeak, the little squirrel slid directly onto his belly and slapped his round belly three times with its claws, just like beating a drum.

The corner of Su Yuer's mouth twitched suddenly. This treasure-hunting rat is really naughty.

Everyone living around was laughing so hard that they were rolling on the floor.

Including the pork belly who was watching the fun at the tree hole, he was also rolling on the ground laughing.

With a whoosh, the little guy jumped onto his bald head again, swinging his tail!

At this moment, An Yi glared, pointed at the little squirrel, and exclaimed, "Fuck, the little squirrel is wearing a vest!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the fat monk flew down from the attic on the tree trunk with the little squirrel on his head.

He touched the little squirrel's fur with his hand, and the little guy wagged its tail, but its eyes were fixed on Su Yuer.

Someone exclaimed, "It's a treasure-hunting rat!"

"Yes, what's going on? It keeps staring at this woman. Could it be that she has some treasure on her?"

As soon as these words were spoken, countless eyes around looked towards Su Yu'er.

The treasure-hunting rat is a spiritual pet with an extremely harsh gaze.

With it, you will never miss any good things.

Moreover, the treasures it finds are all rare and valuable things.

Su Yuer frowned and pursed her lips, feeling very complicated. It was really a bit strange. Why did it always stare at her? What did this mean?

Similarly, the fat monk was also very puzzled. This was the first time that the little guy had done this.

The fat monk smiled awkwardly, "I am a disciple of the Wanfa Dao Sect, and my Dharma name is Yuankong. I'm sorry, this is the first time my treasure-hunting rat has acted like this."

"It doesn't matter!"

After saying that, when Su Yu'er and Xiao Mohan were about to let An Yi find a suitable place to live, the little squirrel suddenly sniffed hard towards Su Yu'er, and within a few breaths, its eyes were full of greed.

Its little paws scratched the fat monk's bald head and it kept squeaking at Su Yuer.

"hiss!"

The fat monk was so hurt by these tickles that he cried out, "Shubao, what do you want to do?"

Upon hearing this, Pork Belly hurried out of the tree hole. His eyes fell on Su Yu'er. After a long moment of contemplation, he said, "Yuankong, this treasure-hunting rat has such emotions when seeing her. I guess she has a treasure on her."

As soon as these words were spoken, more and more people gathered around. This treasure-hunting rat was only interested in treasures.

It was obvious that this woman had a treasure on her. Thinking of this, everyone's eyes became hot.

Almost at the same time, some people in the crowd recognized Su Yuer, but they all remained silent!

Is it curiosity? Or is there something else going on?

Su Yu'er raised a playful expression on her face and glanced at the little squirrel. "I don't have any treasure."

When the little squirrel heard this, its black eyes widened, and it scratched its bald head with its claws again, squeaking non-stop, as if Su Yuer had deceived it.

Yuankong grimaced in pain and grabbed the little squirrel in his hand. "Just scream, why are you tickling me?"

Su Yu'er's eyes flickered slightly, and she smiled and said, "Master Yuankong, please tell the little guy that I really don't have the treasure it wants."

Upon hearing this, the little squirrel immediately refused to listen and rushed towards Su Yuer. It didn't believe what she said!

At this moment, two old men, one white and one black, were sitting on Su Yuer's shoulders.

When the little squirrel saw the two old men, black and white, appear, its black eyes suddenly widened.

Two artifacts!

Almost at the same time, everyone around was filled with shock and their eyes suddenly widened.

"Donghuang Bell!"

"The Emperor's Sacred Tree!"

These two things are genuine artifacts.

At this moment, a terrifying and invisible pressure spread around.

The black old man looked at the little squirrel that was about to rush over with a cold gaze, his face full of disdain. How dare it covet them and want to steal the owner's things?

At this moment, the old man turned into a white light and appeared in front of the little squirrel. He raised his hand and slapped the little squirrel in the face.

"You little rat, you dare to think about me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, with a slap, the little squirrel was slapped by the old man and flew towards the stone house.

Boom boom boom!

A row of stone houses collapsed!

The next moment, a group of people ran out of the collapsed stone house with their heads in their hands, dust rising from their heads and their faces covered in dirt.

"Who did this? It almost killed me."

“I just came in. I didn’t die in the battlefield of gods and demons, but I almost died in the house.”

A group of people cursed and performed the Dust Removal Technique.

The people watching ignored it and looked at the old white man sitting on Su Yuer's shoulders.

Similarly, the fat monk was stunned for a moment. The speed of the rat-killing was impossible to guard against.

Almost at the same time, a black light rushed towards the place where the little squirrel fell, grabbed the little squirrel's tail, and smashed it hard on the ground.

The corners of Su Yuer and Xiao Mohan's mouths twitched violently. These two old men in black and white were too cruel!

The eight people in An Yi opened their eyes wide and stared at the furious old men in black and white in amazement.

The people who ran out of the stone house looked at the scene in confusion.

"You still dare to think about me? I'll kill you with this."

The black old man cursed and smashed things at the same time. Soon, deep pits appeared around where he was standing.

The next second, the black old man grabbed the little squirrel's tail and threw it towards the fat monk.

Yuankong's eyes shrank in fear, and a terrifying aura burst out from his body. He flew into the air and hugged the bruised little squirrel in his arms, fearing that he would be beaten again!

At the same time, the pork belly also arrived at Yuankong's side.

At this time, after the black and white old men finished fighting, they both sat back on Su Yuer's shoulders and looked at the little squirrel with contempt.

The little squirrel held in the fat monk's arms had an undisguised murderous intent in its eyes. Similarly, the two old men, black and white, also saw the murderous intent in the little squirrel's eyes.

The black old man had a look of contempt on his face. He hooked his finger and said, "You're not convinced, you rat? Look, I'm going to crush you to death with just one finger."

The old man's eyes were cold, and he was about to rush towards the little squirrel, but was stopped by Su Yuer.

She tilted her head, looked at the old man, and said with a smile: "We adults are magnanimous and won't bother with it!"

"Stinky rat, how dare you think of me?"

Upon hearing this, Su Yuer persuaded: "Prove that you are valuable, do you understand?"

"value?"

The old man narrowed his eyes. What’s the use of value? He still wanted to beat this stinky rat.

Su Yu'er and Xiao Mohan watched this farce, and when they were about to speak, a cold light flashed in Yuankong's eyes, and he said with a fake smile: "I know that you are ancient artifacts, but my treasure-hunting rat is not an ordinary thing.

Do you think it's just an ordinary treasure-hunting rat? It's a magic-eyed treasure-hunting rat. Its treasure-hunting ability is unmatched by ordinary treasure-hunting rats."

The two old men, black and white, poked their heads out, looked at each other, then looked at Su Yu'er and said in unison: "Master, have you heard of it?"

"no!"

Xiao Mohan glanced at the two fat monks, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he smiled, "Two masters, since you can enter the battlefield of gods and demons, I believe you two masters must have good talents.

What's more, the master dares to show off here with such an awesome treasure-hunting rat. I guess Wanfa Dao Zong is your reliance.

What happened today was accidental, so let's just let it go. How about that?!"

Just as Xiao Mohan was discussing with the two masters, Su Yuer frowned. It seemed that the Wanfa Dao Sect was one of the forces with one hall, two palaces and three sects in the Canglan Immortal Realm.

Thinking of this, a cold light flashed in her eyes. She thought it was a good opportunity to use this incident to intimidate the enemy.

As Xiao Mohan finished speaking, Su Yu'er looked directly at the two fat monks and said slowly, "Two masters, my husband said so much, he didn't have any other intentions, he just wanted to solve the problem.

If you don't want to solve it, I would like to ask you, who is the most powerful person in your Wanfa Dao Sect? Just call them over and solve it all at once.

If they are unwilling to solve the problem, then sorry, I will just kill them, and the problem will be solved, and we won’t be in too much trouble.”

Silence! Deathly silence!

Everyone around looked at Su Yu'er with shock on their faces. Was she too arrogant?

Knowing that she was a genius of heaven, they suddenly felt a chill in their bodies. She was too terrifying!

"Hahaha......"

Upon hearing this, Yuankong laughed wildly. After a while, he slowly stopped laughing.