God Pet Has Opened Up For Me Again

It was already half-afternoon, and the little loach stuck his head out blankly by the river: Where's my eldest brother?

What about chain-tailed fishing birds?

I'm afraid I'm not an abandoned child?

Sun Changming was working in full swing in the cave: This time, the success rate of the transformation is not as good as before, without the blessing of the refining catalogue.

Sun Changming failed three times in a row, and finally came out with the fast-firing version of the drum-playing God-killer!

"Wow, hahaha!" He laughed out loud, holding the Gatling version proudly... that's not right, at most it can only be regarded as the Bobosha version of Godslayer, so he was ready to try it out.

"Not in a cave, the place is not big enough."

He drilled out with the Bobo Sand version of the God-killer, looking down for the target.

"Eh? There is such a thing on the banks of the Mengjiang River?" Sun Changming's eyes lit up, and he quietly aimed at a group of fat mice more than a hundred meters below.

…

A few hours ago, when Sun Changming left the river bank, there were black ink marks in the river, which gathered from all directions and re-condensed into Mao Ada.

He climbed ashore, but there was not a drop of river water on his body.

Then, two faint green fires ignited in his eyes, constantly scanning Sun Changming's position just now.

He has a secret technique that can track Sun Changming or curse him.

"As long as it is a human, there will always be hair falling out." Mao Ada kept searching, and then scratched his head inexplicably: "Impossible, why didn't even a single hair fall off?!"

"This is unreasonable!"

Mao A didn't believe in evil, so he strengthened his magic, the green fire in his eyes doubled, and the burning eyes hurt.

"what happened?"

After such a delay, he wants to find Sun Changming again, where is there any trace?

He searched this area all morning, but found nothing.

"Damn!"

"Hmph, do you think this can stymie me? There are many secret techniques in this seat."

He turned around, his body turned into a cloud of black mist, fell to the ground and dispersed with a clatter, turning into hundreds of fat mice.

These mice had red eyes and moved like flying. They went to different places to search for Sun Changming's traces.

One of the fattest "rat kings" stayed in place and was deployed in the center. If the other mice found anything, they would come back and report to the rat king. The rat king dispatched more mice to investigate further according to different clues.

The mice came and went, and the condescending Sun Changming was like an owl, and he saw this group of mice at a glance!

At the entrance of the cliff a hundred zhang away, he raised the Bobo sand version of the God-killer, and then lightly buckled the machine bracket.

bang bang bang...

The God Killer Po's speed of fire is extremely fast, and the speed of the arrows is also extremely fast. Sun Changming doesn't need to aim carefully at all. What this weapon plays is "fire suppression"!

A large rain of arrows came suddenly, and the mice had no idea what was going on. In an instant, seven or eight were thrown to the ground, and each one had three or four crossbow arrows stuck in it!

In the Rat King's body, the main consciousness of Mao Ada was hidden, and he was stunned by this scene for a moment: Slaughter God!

He recognized it at a glance. After all, his clone had also used this magic weapon.

But how many god-killing weapons must be fired together to form such a rain of arrows?

Do you know how expensive a crossbow arrow that comes with the Godslayer is! A loser!

The rat king ran away with his head in his arms, and a large group of rats fled with him.

Sun Changming turned the Bobo Sand version of Shenshen Po and started shooting.

In his kit, he prepared ten drums, and each drum contained seventy-two crossbow arrows. Shoot one and quickly change to the next.

Mao Ada's rat colony, a total of 120, dropped sharply due to Sun Changming's unreasonable shooting.

Even the rat king whose main consciousness survived was shot through by seven or eight crossbow arrows and died.

His main consciousness was severely traumatized. Fortunately, at the most critical moment, he transferred his main consciousness and deposited it on an ordinary mouse.

As a result, the mouse was shot through by three or four crossbow arrows.

retransfer -

Crossbow arrows are thrown like water, and then die.

There are rats all over the ground, Mao Ada is about to collapse, is he so rich?

In the end, his main consciousness was transferred to a mouse that was far away and had not returned. Although it still suffered great damage, it survived.

The group of rats has basically been wiped out, with only the last five or six remaining.

They were still far away. When they were attacked, they immediately lurked and were not discovered by Sun Changming.

Mao A Da called these mice together and gathered them together again, almost crying without tears.

In the cave, Sun Changming patted the Bobo Sand version of the God-killer with satisfaction: "It's okay, get two, and prepare more crossbow arrows as an auxiliary weapon for the military and Taoist soldiers to clear a large number of miscellaneous soldiers."

"When you meet a real opponent, use the blue wolf howling."

It was getting late. Sun Changming packed up his things and went back the same way. He passed by the piles of rat corpses without taking a second look.

If it was another cultivator, when he saw those rat corpses, he should have found some clues, but Sun Changming's practice of common sense was almost blank.

When he arrived at the bank of the Mengjiang River, he ignored the little loach's strong appeal to continue spending the night outside, caught it back, and stuffed it into a wooden bottle.

"Honestly come home with me, and don't make trouble outside."

Little Loach protests: What about today's chain-tailed fishing birds? Did you steal a day to be lazy?

Sun Changming pretended to be inaudible.

Back in the village, I saw a hunched figure in front of me, leaning on a branch, walking with difficulty.

Sun Changming recognized Mao Ada, who was a newcomer to the village, and was immediately full of sympathy: the newcomer must not be able to adapt to the cold and poison in the village, and he was probably injured when he went to the river to pick pearls.

He stepped forward enthusiastically and supported Mao Ada's arm from behind: "Uncle, I'll take you back."

Mao Ada's whole body was like a cat that was strangled by the back of fate's neck. He was instantly stiff and unable to move. He crunched his neck and looked at Sun Changming.

Mao Ada scolded bitterly in his heart: I'm scared to death.

Well, I know why this guy didn't leave half of his hair.

He squeezed out a smile: "No, no, I can do it myself."

"You're welcome." Sun Changming smiled and said, "They all belong to the same village and should help each other."

"Hehe, I really don't need it." Mao A was too stiff to move. How strong was Sun Changming, he helped him to walk forward abruptly: "Let's go, go back early, and you also have a good rest."

Mao A's legs were stiff, he was supported by Sun Changming, and his feet wiped two long marks on the ground.

Yun Nianying had been waiting for Sun Changming at the entrance of the village. When he saw him coming back, he called out, "Hey, Sun Changming—"